Archive for November, 2006

“Is This Love” (Gabrielle)

Now, I am very aware that Bob Marley was not a Christian. He was a Rastafarian. And I know that the song “Is This Love” is a romantic love song. It’s really very sweet. But even so the song still seems to apply to this household God has brought together. Especially to our relationship with Kathey. Especially when I am awoken in the middle of the night because she needs some help.

I wanna love you
And treat you right
I wanna love you
Everyday and every night
We’ll be together
With a roof right over our heads
We’ll share the shelter
Of my single bed
We’ll share the same room
Cause Jah provides the bread

Full House, Pets Over Children (Gabrielle)

“Welcome to the shoebox we call home.”

Saturday Kathey fell again. Actually, she fell twice. We and she decided that she can’t live on her own until we can figure out what wrong with her body. So she had moved in with us temporarily. The idea has been that she will move in with us when we moved into our new house, but it just can’t wait. We are calling this stay a temporary stay with no commitment on her part, but we might find that it has to turn into a permanent thing. But that decision is not yet. With Kathey comes a dog and two birds. The house is kinda full.

Please, please, please pray for us. Pray that Yahweh would grant us peace in this house where we’re stepping on each other’s toes all the time. Please pray that the Great Physician would heal Kathey either by medical means or, quite frankly, I would be satisfied with a miracle. Please pray that God would grant me a servant’s heart. She hasn’t been with us longer than an entire day and already I’ve had moments where I just didn’t wanna. Please pray for us. And pray that our seller would finish the house quickly. We’re looking at about three weeks now. Now, I am not a prophet nor a son of a prophet, but that seems like a long time. Please pray that it would not be.

The thought that I am clinging to with both hands right now is what I said to Bryan when I told him Kathey was coming to stay with us. He said, “You’re going to need a shoehorn to fit her into that house.” He is so right, I figure that if God provided the need then He would provide the shoehorn, too.  

This was a crazy week (Raquel)

 Please understand, when I say this was a crazy week, I’m not overlooking the fact that normal is ‘only a setting on the dryer’ at the best of times. I’m not overlooking the fact that last week Theresa had just had a baby. In fact, I’m saying this week was a crazy week compared to last week.

 Now I’ll grant you, last week was chaotic, and this week is colored by my mood right now, but I’m sure I’m safe in saying that this week was at least as crazy as last week. Last week Theresa has a baby, and the whole household readjusted. This week (in chronological order) Theresa had an appendectomy, Kathey was in the hospital twice, we had a lovely Thanksgiving day at the Evans’ house, and I caught some sort of stomach bug. Edges of my conciousness not already occupied by these events were filled in with coming up with a left-brained plan for chores to substitute for Theresa’s generally right-brained plan so I could figure out what I need to do while she’s recovering, and the awareness that I am slipping farther and farther behind on my Christmas present projects.

 I’m trying to wrap this up in a few amusing sentences, but it’s just not coming. I’m afraid if I keep going much longer I’m going to lapse into complaining–not complaining that all this happened this week, you understand, but just that I did it so badly. Particularly the stomach problems, I think… Yeah, I think think that’s it. Rather than continue this post I’ll just go reprimand myself sternly for catching a stomach bug at such an inconvenient time…

Happy Thanksgiving (Gabrielle)

Today I am thankful for holidays. For days that are set aside to enjoy each other and to remember what Yaweh has done for us. To pause and notice the gifts we receive every day from our loving Father. To remember the greatest Gift He ever gave us and to say thank you for Him. To eat together and talk together and laugh together and praise together. For all these things and so much more I say Thank you, God Most High.

Happy Thanksgiving, everybody! 

That’s Why I Say Thanks Everyday #12 (Gabrielle)

  Well, I’ve done it again. I just went and spent five hours in a hospital. It smells like death in there. After extensive testing they found out that Kathey was severely dehydrated and that might explain the shaking and weakness. They hooked her up to an IV and lost some paperwork. Or maybe the paperwork never happened.  I’m not completely sure. About halfway through the IV the shaking stopped and she seemed better. They let us go and now I’m home and feeling very weary. This was not how I wanted to spend my day. It wasn’t how I wanted to spend my yesterday. Right now I don’t want to think about anything hospital related. So I will tell you about my plant.

I am thankful for my plant. His name is Nigel. I inherited him from my mom about three and a half years ago and I haven’t killed him yet. In fact, he is growing and thriving. He’s some sort of palm and when I got him he was only about a foot tall. Now he is still some sort of palm and he’s about three feet tall. It’s so nice to have something green and happy looking in my room.

God has kept my plant alive to give me something happy to look at and care for. And that is something to be thankful for.  

Kathey (Gabrielle)

This morning Kathey fell again. (see post below)  We are trying to get her up without calling anybody because she shouldn’t have to go through the hospital thing again. Please pray for her. That she would rest well and eat well and that she would find out what needs to be done to stop this weakness. Please pray for us that we would not get tired doing good.

That’s Why I Say Thanks Everyday #11 (Gabrielle)

I didn’t post a Thankful post yesterday. You might have noticed. The reason I didn’t post is that my day rather changed and became very different than I expected it to be. Instead of getting angry about this I am choosing to be thankful for it because even this came from my All-Gracious Father.

Yesterday we get a phone call. Actually, the Lansberrys got the phone call and I happened to be there at the time. “Kathey Thomas has activated her pendant.”  I had no idea what they were talking about, but Moriah said it was the button Kathey wears around her neck and that she would push it if she fell down and it would call this service and they would call us. I grabbed my keys and left. Kathey had fallen answering the door and actually fell out the door, but she managed to crawl back inside. The service called the paramedics and when they got there they found that Kathey was bleeding so they got her up and into the ambulance to go to the hospital. Five and a half hours later we left the hospital. During the five and a half hours they found that Kathey cut her foot really badly and that they didn’t know why she suddenly got weak and fell. She was discharged and we left.

This was not how I wanted my day to go. I was at the Lansberry’s being all helpful because I was trying to convince Theresa that ‘take it easy’ does not mean light housework it means no housework. But God sent my way exactly what He wanted me to do and so I say thank you. And I also say thank you for Amy, our nurse. She was wonderful to have around. I never had to nag her to get anything and she was like a breath of unsterilized air when she walked into the room. For all these things and more may I be ever thankful.

 

That’s Why I Say Thanks Everyday # 11 (Gabrielle)

Today I am thankful for many things. Surgeons, family, coffee and granola, though not in that order. I am thankful God provided surgeons to care for Theresa and make her stop hurting. I am thankful that we have a church family now and so they and we didn’t have to go through this alone. I am thankful for coffee because the children (specifically Noah) were so wired last night nobody slept very well. And I am thankful for granola because it saved us from having to cook breakfast for everybody this morning. For all these things and more may the Lord keep me ever thankful.

The Acid Test (Gabrielle)

I believe very strongly in community and Christians taking care of each other. Today it all got put to the test and I am glad to say I found it to be a beautiful experience.

For the past two days or so Theresa has been having sharp, abdominal pains. The doctor said take some Tylenol and it helped, but not a lot. She, James and Margary stayed home from church today and at the time they hadn’t decided whether or not she was going to the hospital. It was a great scene at church. We closed around Raquel and the Lansberry children to support them and the rest of the church closed around us. I sat with Raquel and the children, Crystal had Noah, Kathey had the three older Ben-Ezra children and Seth was wandering with Justice keeping an eye on both rows. At our church we celebrate communion by each row going up to the front and eating and drinking together. Well, Seth decided we were all going to go together. So when our turn came around two rows stood up and we ushered ten children down the aisle and got them all sitting down. Seth brought up the rear with Kathey which is always a touching sight to see. The bread and wine was passed among us and I was so torn between chuckling at the craziness and crying at the beauty.

After lunch Raquel and Lansberry children came over to our house because James and Theresa had gone to the hospital. They found that she had appendicitis and they had to operate to take her appendix out. One of our elders, Bryan, and his wife Kim were going to the hospital to be with James and care for Margary. Their two daughters went with them and their five boys and one boarder came and stayed with us. It was fun and crazy and the hand of God was in everything.

We needed to feed all these people. Well, Crystal had gone shopping for a month instead of just a week last time she went. So we had makings for three meals worth of spaghetti. We were trying to figure out plates and cups and I thought we might have some in a far off cupboard. I climbed up, open the cupboard door and was showered with Styrofoam bowls and plastic cups. Crystal laughed and asked if there were maybe twelve baskets up there.

We ate, we cleaned up, and then Raquel and I went over to the Lansberry house to pick up some stuff for tonight. I ahve to laugh at us because we had to hardest time remembering that they were only going to be staying with us one night. Raquel was going through the house trying to find anything she might want. Maybe she’d need a book or her crocheting or something else she hadn’t thought of yet. Thankfully she started laughing at herself which freed me up to laugh with her at her.

When we got back a movie and some games had broken out. Raquel and I played Carcassone with Samuel E. (yes, another Samuel). I won. There was a game in the rec room, a game in the dining, a game in the kitchen, a movie in the living room and just general playing going on all over the house. It was a madhouse. And it was such a joyous time.

We are still in process of putting ten children to bed upstairs. They are finally getting the sleepover they keep talking about. Seth is about to leave and take food and company down to James at the hospital and then I don’t know what will happen next. I expect tomorrow will be another day quite a lot like this one. Full of chaos and bother, tears I expect and lots of yelling. And it will be a wonderful day because this is what community is for. It’s for getting inside each other lives. I spent most of my day going from chaos to chaos and I consider it a day well spent. I was just talking about how I want to show these people I love them and here, here’s a chance. Yeah, I know, it’s just the Lansberrys; I’d do it anyway. But it’s different with the rest of the church coming along side us and doing their part as we do ours. It’s a thing of beauty. It’s what life is supposed to look like.

That’s Why I Say Thanks Everyday #10 (Gabrielle)

  Today we go and we spend several hours with a bunch of people who have yet to cease surprising me. I tell them I used to be shy and I wanted to be a Goth and they laugh and say they can’t believe that. I tell them I am making a pair of orange pants and they seem to think this is a great thing. I keep revealing to them a little bit more of myself and they have yet to look at me blankly and write me off as freak. Someone said I write well and more than one person remembers my name and tries to pronounce it right. The elders once dropped everything because they knew we needed them. They pray for us because they know we’re struggling and they pray for revival to come to Orange St. because they think that’s important. I guess what I’m trying to say is that they love us there. And they aren’t shy about making sure we know it. So now I’m trying to be very big about loving them back. It’s such a wonderful thing to feel I want to give as much back as I can. And that is something to say thanks for.

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