Stuph

Yeah, I spelled it Stuph, instead of Stuff.  One of my students (waaay back on Monday before the blizzard) said she was going to start spelling her name Kloe, instead of Chloe.  I was like, yeah, and I'll spell my name Mrs. Phoster, instead of Mrs. Foster.  Quite funny, I thought.

So anyway, quick update.  Rob and Ally went to have Junebug's kidneys checked out and there is no kidney function.  Sweet Junebug is as active as can be, but is running out of room fast because there is little to no amniotic fluid for him or her to hang out it.  Therefore, the docs are saying little Junebug only has so much longer to live.  I'm not sure how the doctors feel, but I know we serve a mighty God.  One who can blink and start Junebug's kidneys right up if He chooses to.  But I also know He could choose not to.  Either way, I trust God.  He knows better than me.  He sees the entire picture.  I am limited in understanding, where he is not.  God has Junebug at the center of His heart.  As much as we love this little baby, He loves him (see, I think it's a boy) even more!  So God, do your thing.  Heal Junebug.  Ease our pain here. Let us help raise Junebug to be a powerful warrior for you.  But, God.  If Junebug is going home sooner than we want, we will still praise your name.  You blessed our family with a little hero.  This little bug has done more in 20 weeks for some people, than most of us do in a lifetime.  Thank you, Jesus, for bringing us closer to you, and closer as a family because of Junebug.  Monday, when Rob and Ally go back to the doctor, please equip the doctors with ultimate compassion and skills to help them. 

Transitioning topics...

I'm working on day three of a pinched nerve behind my left shoulder blade.  The pain radiates up my neck.  Any wise suggestions to help me?  I'd be forever grateful!

I finished Crazy Love last night.  Wow.  I keep saying that I feel some changes on the horizon.  That I know God is going to shake things up.  That I'm waiting on Him to reveal His plan for our lives.  But after reading that book...yeah.  Well.  It questions whether or not that is just my excuse to buy time.  Instead of waiting on a memo from God, I need to be love every day.  I need to draw closer to Him and pray for Him to transform me every day.  I cannot wait for a big reveal.  And, as I work daily on this, I will ultimately draw closer to Him, and be a better listener.  So, yeah.  Love.  Lots of daily, crazy love.  Jesus, help soften me and show love to others, even the unlovable every day.

Next book to read?  A Hole in the Gospel.  And I just had dinner with friends last night and they passed on the book The Glass Castle.  So I'll be reading that too.  Any other suggestions?

I promise to post some pictures soon.  We have had a good few days off and I have the pictures to prove it.  One day, all three girls got all dressed up and played America's Next Top Model.  They worked out a routine and all.  It was too cute.  But, note to self, do not watch that show.  What in the world is it teaching them?

Right now, the neighbor is over and they're all in the living room playing Dance Central on the Kinect.  They're all panting and giggling hysterically.  Maybe I should go workout with them?  Pinched nerve.  Eh, maybe not.

Finally, GUNG HAY FAT CHOY!  Happy Chinese New Year!  It's the Year of the Rabbit!  We're going to celebrate with friends from our local International Adoption Group on Saturday night.  I hope your next year is filled with joy, happiness, and deeper relationship with God!

Mrs. Phoster, OUT.