The End

It’s over.  My Dad gave us the news this morning during family worship.  The girl we were planning to adopt has decided she doesn’t want to be adopted.  My siblings and myself were very shocked and deeply hurt.  I’d like to ask for your prayer for my family, that this hurt will heal.  Also for this young lady that God would convict her.  Don’t get me wrong.  I don’t want you to pray for her because she has dared to hurt us.  No indeed.  But because she is not truly rejecting us, but she is rejecting God.

This past Sunday, my parents sat down with her and explained to her the vision this family has and the direction we are going.  How, the boys are being trained to be the providers, priests, prophets and protectors of their families, and the girls are being trained to be helpmeet’s to their husbands.  It didn’t take her long after that to decide that she didn’t want to join in this vision.  She wants to instead continue in government “education” so as to go to college and pursue a career.

My parents fear that her faith is not very strong if there at all.  They fear that it might just be show.  For it seems she is like the seed thrown on rocky soil that the birds came and ate up.  Another fact is, she is in a rather bad situation in the government school.  She has been abused, and she has been put through things that make you weep to think of anything like that happening to anyone.  The fact is, she desperately needs to get out of this situation, and it seemed that God was using us to help her.  But now she has run back to the arms of the state.  Little does she know what a terrible mistake she is making.

So it seems this chapter has closed.  It is rather unlikely that she will ever seek us out again to adopt her.  We do hope though that God will take hold of her heart and convict her, and that someday, she may still be raised by a strong Christian family.

The thing is, this all seemed so perfect, like it was God’s will.  So many things happened by seemingly “coincidence.”  She would have been adopted a year ago by a former foster family of hers, that is a non-christian family, but they had moved into a smaller home less than a month before this young girl’s grandma became sick.  If this had happened, we never would have heard of her.  Furthermore, we “happened” to be visiting Reformation Church the one and only Sunday it was announced that her desire was to be adopted by a Christian homeschool family.  God placed it on all our hearts to adopt her, even those of us who adoption had never crossed their minds favorably before.  Her caseworker and guardian ad lidum were so thrilled that we were interested in her.

But then, my parents fingerprints were sent back twice, so it pushed back the time of her coming in.  So it seems that God must have another plan for us.  This must have been God’s push to get us certified to adopt so we can help someone else. (Boy, I sure hope I didn’t suffer through CPR class for no reason! ; ) )  We know that God has a plan and a purpose for everything, so we just need to trust Him.



Scared Silly

I recently came to a very scary conclusion.  A week from today, I’ll be Alabama competing at Nationals!  You have no idea how that scares me!  I feel so much that I don’t belong there, that it was a fluke that I’m going and that I’m taking the place of someone who vastly deserves to be there instead of me.

Whenever I’ve professed these fears in the past all my friends would just laugh at me and my (they believe) unfounded uncertainity in myself.  Though I don’t know how I can help my lack of faith in myself.  Even if I were to overcome it, I’m scared that I’ll become cocky as a result, thus I don’t try to overcome my fears.

But enough of that.  The whole Nationals thing is very daunting for me, and the seconds to arriving there are quickly and steadily counting down.  But I am thankful for all the people who are praying for me.  People from our homeschool group, the CHEC committee, and elsewhere are all lifting me up in prayer and wishing me to do my best.  I am sincerely thankful for all of you. 🙂

I know there is a weighty task ahead of me.  I’m going where no one in our club has gone before.  I’m going somewhere where I need to set a good example of the Christian faith, homeschoolers, and the state of Colorado.  Apart from my speech, I’ll be an ambassader as well.  I pray that I am equal to the task.

Okay, I probably should end this random complilation of my fears.  I would really appreciate it if you all could pray for me.

Love ya!


Update: Adoption

I went to the orthodontist this morning.  I’m in a lot of pain right now.  They put rubber bands on my teeth again, this time they are bringing my molars down so they actually meet in the back. 😉  But moving teeth around hurts.  A lot!  And it’s a pain to try to open my mouth wide enough to talk.  So I will probably be taking a vow of silence pretty soon! 😉

Anyways, to get to the subject of my post.  So far everything has been going quite smoothly with the proposed adoption!  Last Friday, Mom and Dad met for the first time with her lawyer, caseworker and therapist.  It went extremely well!  They said that we seemed to be the ideal family because we were so different.  We are openly Christian, homeschoolers, and aren’t going to be sending the girls to college.  They all thought this seemed perfect for this particular case.  Praise God!  What we were afraid would be roadblocks, ended up being slides! 😉

An interesting turn of events was hinted at though.  Her lawyer mentioned that they could get a court order to get her into our house very soon.  Dad said it sounded like it could possibly be by the end of this month or next!  Wow.  I have a lot of work to do on my room to get it ready so there will be room to share. 😉  We also need to find a bunk bed, as a twin isn’t a very comfortable bed for two. (Trust me, I know. 😉 )  And if ya’ll wouldn’t mind praying that God would make His will perfectly clear to us.   That, if it His will for us to adopt, that the process would continue to be blessed, and would continue smoothly.  Also, that our hearts would be prepared to accept, and support our new sibling.  She comes from a troubled background, and it will be an adjustment to say the least, for her and us.  But I know that with God’s grace, we will make it through. 😉

Sola Deo Gloria!


“Hi-ho-the derio, a slashing we will go”

I don’t know if you caught the tune I was aiming for in my title, but oh well.  You are probably wondering what kind of slashing and who is doing the slashing.  To the later question, we only wish we knew so that we could strangle them. (I have to admit, that’s not to far from serious)  As to what their slashing, it’s tires.  Tonight was the second set in less than a month.

Ever since we moved into this neighborhood, nearly three years ago, we have been regularly vandalized.  Two months after moving in, my dad’s car, which was on the driveway, had a window smashed out.  And it wasn’t the back window either.  They actually came up onto the driveway to put a rock through the side window.  After doing so, they stole a black bag that contained some medical equipment that cost 1,500 dollars.

Since then, we have been egged several times, and two weeks ago we had a single bright green paintball on our garage above the door.  The weirdest thing is that almost all of these incidents happened in broad daylight!  Most recently, it’s turned to tire slashing.  It’s been the same car, our 15 passenger van, both times.

The first time, less than a month ago, it was the two tires facing the house. (We park it on the street.)  Then, upon returning from ballet this evening, we found the other two (facing the street) completely flat.  There is no chance of them, if we were to refill them, lasting long enough to get to the repair shop around the corner.

Throughout this whole thing, we’ve wondered why is this happening to us?  We haven’t heard of anyone else in our neighborhood getting vandalized like us.  And it’s not like we live in a low-income neighborhood where you tend to expect these types of things.  But again, why us?  Is it against us personally?  Though I doubt that because we rarely talk to our neighbors, and are in good favor with them when we do talk.  Why are we seemingly singled out?

The only explanation I can think might be plausible is, we are Christians.  Whether the people doing this know this fact or not, I don’t know.  But apparently, God sees fit for our faith and patience to be tried in this way.  It is terribly annoying to have to go through trials. 😉  But I suppose we should look for what God wants us to learn from this.

I probably should sign off now.  My family will soon be discussing what to do.  Add motion sensor lights?  Put up video cameras?  Or even more drastically, move to the country and buy a big guard dog.  Please keep us in your prayers as we try to bear up with this trial and try to figure out what to do about it. 🙂


Of the flu, mice and adoption

Well, I hardly know where to start.  So many things have been happening this past week.  First off, a week ago, I awoke to one of my sisters… umm… exhibiting flu symptoms.  She was quickly followed by another of my sisters.  We had hoped that was the end of our encounter with the flu, but more members of the family have been catching the dreaded disease throughout the past week.  And it hasn’t just come and gone.  A few of us were okay for a day or two then had a relapse.  My youngest sister had one such relapse last night.

Then yesterday at lunch time, my brother walked into the kitchen and saw a mouse scamper across the floor.  As of yet we have only caught one, that might be the sum of the invaders, but that’s a fool’s hope. 😉  We have set traps in various places about the house, and have searched the outside of the house to try to discover how the little bugger’s are getting in.  Maybe they’ll be gone for good this time. 😉  After we catch them all.

And to add to all that, my parents are looking into adopting an orphaned child.  Well, not really a child.  She is only half a year younger than myself.  We heard about her while visiting Kevin Swanson’s church, and how she wished to be adopted by a homeschooling family.  My parents are now actively pursuing adopting her, and have started the endless hours of classes to qualify to adopt.  Mom and Dad have decided that if it is not God’s will for us to adopt this specific young girl, then they will look into someone else.  It’s kind of a scary idea.  Bringing someone into our home, permanently, who we don’t know, knowing practically nothing about her past, and will have to help her deal with those problems from her past.  It is a rather daunting task.  I’ll even have to share my room for the first time in my life!  Talk about an adjustment! 😉  But I know that God will guide us through whatever we do.  Whether we adopt her, or another different child, I know that God will be there to guide, care, and sharpen us to make us more into the likeness of His Son.

I’ll end it here.  That’s probably enough for now. 😉

Sola Deo Gloria!


Thanks for your prayers!

I wrote this in my diary about midnight last night.  I don’t know a better way to write about my experience so I’ll share my diary entry.

“About an hour ago we got back from the Centennial Qualifier.  And though I should be asleep my heart is too full, I must pour it out on paper (I already did in prayer). I must first tell your first that my biggest fear coming into this tournament was that I’d get sick and completely drained of energy like the last tourney.  So on Wednesday morning while getting ready I poured out my heart to God.  Sharing and talking to him, who is all-knowing and all-powerful, my fears and a plea for strength and courage to make it through the week.  God be praised he carried me through!  Only once was I really tired (on Thursday) and I didn’t throw up! ; ) I broke to semis and then to finals with my speech.  I went up when they called for the people who had broken so as to announce the winners in my speech catagory .  They got done with the semis and the tension was mounting.  8th… 7th… 6th went by without my name being called.  Seth Enos got 5th!  I was amazed I had beat him!  But then 4th and 3rd went by without it being me.  It was down to me and Benjamin Adams.  Mrs. Fryberger said, “Second Place…. Benjamin Adams.”  Ben got second!  I’d gotten first!!!!!  I was so shocked!  I was literally shaking as I shuffled to the stage stairs.  I was beaming, I was joyful and I couldn’t hold it in!  The Lord has been so gracious!  Before trying to sleep I opened up my Bible to Psalms for I felt like praising God.  I “randomly” ; ) (Holy Spirit) chose to read Psalm 145.  When I got to the end I found this.

“17  The Lord is righteous in all his ways and loving toward all he has made.   18The Lord is near to all who call on him, to all who call on him in truth.  19He fulfills the desires of those who fear him; he hears their cry and saves them.  20The Lord watches over all who love him, but all the wicked he will destroy.  21My mouth will speak in praise of the Lord.  Let every, creature praise his holy name for ever and ever”

How fitting don’t you think? ; )  I also thought of Isaiah 40

“29He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak.  30Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall;  31but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength.  They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and  not be faint.”

I must go to sleep now, it’s nearly midnight.  The Lord is gracious and abounding in steadfast love!  Sola Deo Gloria!”

It really touched me last night when I was led to Psalm 145 and it talked about God answering the cries of our heart.  I had cried out to him earlier in the week, and he answered my prayers and the deepest desires of my heart in ways I hardly dared to hope for!  I have so much to grateful to God for.  And thank you all so much for your prayers as well!  I’m grateful to have such wonderful, godly friends!  Love ya all!

Sola Deo Gloria!


Another prayer request

We’re about to head off to the next Speech and Debate tournament.  I’m scared to death!!  (Don’t worry all, I’m bringing my will.  For those of you who don’t know about it, I wrote a will one day before a tourney to be silly.  But it certainly helped to relieve some of the tension I was feeling that day! ; )  We completely changed our affirmative case so I’m scared because I don’t feel prepared.  And we are getting rid of anchor babies, and that is going to be very hard to argue, so I’m scared about that as well!  I’m also scared because of what happened at the last tournament.  I don’t want to throw up again at the end of the week.  So if ya’ll could pray for our speech club and myself.  That God would give us courage and strength to make it through the week.  And that my brother’s Duo partner and myself will keep our voices found for the entirety of the tourney.

Thank you all!

God Bless!