Tuesday, 23 April 2013

Hearts for the Poor.

A couple nights a week I face the supper, homework, Bible reading, Scripture Memorization, Prayer Time and Cuddle time alone, without my hubby.  It is so much easier when we do it as a team, when we are able to partner up and corral them together. 

I have found that the nights when John is away, I have the most break downs.  I am not just talking about the fall on the floor and cry a little because they have to go to bed, or they didn't want to read 'that' story, or somebody wants to say their bible verses first, I am talking about all out melt down, on an epic level, leaving me no choice but to fall on my knees and earnestly pray and seek wisdom from God, right their in that very moment.  I get the most complicated, difficult theological questions, frustrations, laments, breakdowns when John is not around (usually from my oldest).  I usually rely on John to answer those 'hard' questions....not because I don't know them, but because he knows them and is far better at communicating them than I am.  Plus, for many years now when I find myself having those hard questions, being frustrated, etc., I go to John and he just whips out scripture and bam it is all clear and makes sense and I feel stupid because I probably could have just went to God and His Word first, but didn't.  I guess I rely on John a little too much when it comes to 'studying to show myself approved'.  Perhaps this is God's way of teaching me to be confident in sharing the gospel to my kids.

However, there are those nights too when I have some of the funniest, sincerest conversations with the kids.  Tonight was one of those nights and I really thank God for the burden he lays on my kids hearts for the poor.  This is how our conversation went:

Me: Zech, could you please put your crayons and drawings away because it is supper time now.

Zech: Ok, Mom, but I just need to finish up this last picture.  It's for the poor kids you know.

Me: That is great my dear, you can finish up after supper.

Zech:  On June 8th, Mom, that is when it is going to happen.

Me: On June 8th, what will happen?

Zech:  We are going to get in our car and go get all the poor people and bring them here to live with us.

Me:  We will need a pretty big car and house.

Zech: God will help us.

(I can't argue with that)

A couple hours later.......

Me:  Zech, can you stop colouring and finish your prayers.  You are talking to Jesus.

Zech:  Yes, but I have to finish this drawing.  It is for the poor. I will sell it and give the money to the poor and to Jesus too....

Mom, why don't all of the Christians want to help the poor?  It's not fair that we help some of the poor, because the ones that don't get help will feel bad and sad.  We need to help them all.

Me:  Well, we will do as much as we can, but we also have to pray that Jesus will lay it on other people's hearts to help them too.  There are a lot of poor to fit in our car and our house. :o)

Zech:  Yeah, I will keep drawing and I will pray.  On June 8th Mom, we can go and get them. 

(I have no idea why he picked June 8th, by the way)


He totally cracks me up! I love that such issues seem so simple to him, because it reminds me to have faith like him.  It reminds me "that all things are possible with God".  It is exciting to see how God is going to use him. 

Friday, 5 April 2013

Oh my neglected little blog...

I wish I had more time,
I wish I didn't always feel so tired,
I wish that I could write the blog posts that go through my head (they seem really good),
I wish that this blog of mine was a reflection of what I really want it to be,
I wish that I could read, follow and post comments on other blogs and interact with other bloggers again more (forgive me please),
I wish that this blog was not so NEGLECTED.

It is neglected, and I just don't have the time or energy to do anything about it.   Hopefully soon I can catch up, but for now I ask for forgiveness, for blogging forgiveness.

I do have some pictures, posts and of course updates (remember that word of mine---'opportunity') to put on here.  Mainly for my own personal record, but who knows maybe somebody will get something out of it too! :o)

Hope you all had a wonderful, blessed Easter.  We did and have some pictures to share too.


We survived!

Wow, what a few weeks we have had and I am so happy to report that it is over and that we survived!! Please dear Lord, help us to never have to go through this again?!?!

Talk about emotional roller coasters.....celebrating 8 years, to wondering whether or not we were losing our baby!

We had a great time celebrating our anniversary even though John worked late.  I love hanging out with my best friend in the whole wide world.  We have had some incredible talks, prayers, laughs, lately! God has blessed me so incredibly much with this amazing man I call my hubby!

So Wednesday was a bit of a blur.  We were tired from staying up too late the night before (totally worth it).  The older two kids had swimming lessons bright and early and then I had to rush to work.  Jude woke up with this rash on his face and torso, but we said that we would really watch it before we took him in.  We did, and it progressed.  After John dropped me off, he took Jude to the doctor.  The doctor diagnosed it as an allergic reaction to the Penicillin he was on and after checking his ears to see if there was still an infection lingering, promptly told us to stop the antibiotics.  He then gave a prescription for a steroid and some antihistamines.   That was day one.....




By Thursday (day two), things were not getting any better.  We had a horrible night on Wednesday and we got desperate and went back to the Pharmacist to see if we could give him Benadryl too and what the acceptable dosage was.  Thursday night was horrible and he just cried and cried.  He could not sleep, not settle and just wanted to be right on top of me.  I barely had any sleep.

I went to work on Friday and he looked horrible!  John went to our Homeopath to see what they could suggest and they gave him a cleanse for his liver.  John brought the kids home and put Jude down and tried to catch a nap himself.  All of a sudden, Jude woke up screaming! John went to him and could not console him.  He then gave him a bath, as he would not stop scratching.  John brought him out of the bath and his skin turned this bluish/purple hue and Jude was shaking uncontrollably and would not stop screaming.




Long story short, I left work and we rushed him into the hospital.  We thought we were losing him.  He wouldn't stop shaking, his skin was a blue hue and he was so tired he would kind of go in and out of consciousness.

When we finally get to the hospital, he was more alert, but he was in a lot of pain and would not stop scratching.  So we get him admitted and then we wait, and we wait.  We waited 5 hours with a screaming, child who looked horrible, so horrible that a lot of people would not stop staring.  John went up and started asking questions.  Why is it that when you question how long it is taking, you are suddenly the bad guy?  You know, like somehow waiting for 5 hours is acceptable and should be acceptable with a screaming, inconsolable child.  We finally got them to give him some more Benadryl (which did absolutely nothing), but we could not stop him from scratching and crying and bleeding from scratching so much.

We finally get in to see the doctor and they diagnosed him with Erythema Multiforme (say what?).  Apparently it is common, but they don't know the cause (it could be an allergic reaction to the atibiotics or a reaction to a cold virus) and there is nothing they can do for it. The antihistamines didn't work as it wasn't an antihistamine reaction.  It also takes 7 to 10 days to pass and it may disappear and then come back again.  So home we went with a name, but nothing to help our poor little Jude.

We did a whole bunch of research on the net about it.  Found some natural ways we could deal with the itchiness and kept pumping him full of the homeopathic cleanse.  We had no sleep that night either.  This rash apparently can either be mildly itchy, or in his case extremely itchy.  It also causes the skin to tighten (hence the reason he was in so much pain) and it also affects the circulation.  His skin would feel like it was on fire, but he would be shaking because he was so cold.  The blueish/purplish hue was due to the lack of circulation and seemed to occur when he got out of the bath tub, or when we stripped him down. 

We got on our knees and boy did we pray.  I looked at John at one point and cried that I could not do this for another 7 days!! We were exhausted and there is nothing more painful and heart wrenching than seeing your child in agony and knowing that you can't do a thing about it.  Ahhh!

We had quite a few people praying alongside us and Saturday morning we saw some relief.  It had cleared up quite a bit on his torso, but his poor little legs looked like sausages.  They were so swollen, tight and itchy.  We also bought some aloe vera and that really seemed to help.  Plus we kept the homeopathic cleanse up, and we were on our knees in desperation, praying!

Sunday, was remarkable.  It was almost like we could see the rash disappearing.  The rash was moving down his body.  He was still itchy and his little calves and feet were super swollen, tight and hot, but his face and torso were completely clear.  Our little Jude was coming back, and that evening he was ready for action..... 

Monday I went into work and he had almost completely cleared up (just the feet were swollen).   Tuesday I had off and he was clear, but still super fussy and cranky.  We have found that over these past few days since last Wednesday he has had a few bouts of 'hives' and itchiness come and go.  Finally last night we had a pretty decent sleep.  We have been racking our brain trying to figure out if he is allergic to something, or if it is still part of this cold virus.  This cold virus is a nasty one and it has been reported that it can take up to 6 weeks to get rid of.  During this time I also fell sick again because I am so run down with my lack of sleep.

We survived though, and I guess it has made us stronger! ;o)  It has been a horrible, horrible almost 6 months of illness in this household and we just need a break.  Thanks to all of our friends and family who kept us in prayer.  Thanks for the cookies, meals, and words of encouragement from some pretty amazing people!!  Praise God that it cleared a lot sooner than we thought!!