I was reminded by my blog host that I haven’t posted in a month. I’ve guess I’ve been a little busy dicing onions, softening pounds of butter, and scrubbing sink-fulls of dishes to notice 30 days just passed by without a word. A lot has happened in those days, but mostly I’ve been reminded how weak I am on my own, and how Christ all sufficiently provides the energy and come-togetherness needed to make it through each day and not just survive, but thrive! We are doing well!
School started on every level here, mid-August. Kid’s are happily tucked into class, learning their new schedules, teachers, locker codes, classmates, and how they fit into the whole schism of new and old students. I’ve heard almost every day that “all” the other kids already have friends. There’s certainly a difficulty in being the outsiders, the transplants. They (and we) are having to do the hard work of breaking up the old ground to plant new life into it. It’s a really good thing for all of us, but it is work, and it is hard. Every day I say again, to myself and my loves, “You be the one to reach out, to smile, to be friendly. Leave some flavor with everyone you meet.” It seems to be that when salt does it’s job, it’s irresistible!! Bacon and chips anyone? We want to be friends.
Oldest is running cross-country again, and loving it! Last week, his first-made (homeschool) friend in Alaska joined him on the team and that outsider factor felt a lot less intimidating. He’s running well and enjoying all his middle school classes. Life seems a lot more doable with a month under your tread, and a friend by your side.
Half-Pint went to school with more excitement than a box of puppies. She has a few buddies on the playground now, and is always looking for new opportunities to grow in relationship. Her biggest struggle has been having to sit by “not cute” boys who love her a little too much and won’t leave her alone when she’s trying to get her work done. I think her teacher has changed the sitting arrangement at least once a week to figure out which kids work well together. This next week, she begins chorus and is so excited to sing for a crowd again. She has sorely missed not being able to sing in church!
Little Brother is having so much fun in kindergarten! His teacher has boys of his own, and a knack for making a long day fun and interesting for our short-attention-span guy. He gets to ride the bus with Big Sis and hops off every day with a smile and a story about some BIG thing he got to do that day.
Littlest hangs out with one of us all day long. When I’m in the college kitchen, she plays alongside me in my office where she has a little kitchen set-up of her own, a table, and lots of activities to keep her busy. Sometimes she even gets up on the tall step-stool and smashes onion peels and chops apple cores at one end of the big island, while I put together a meal on the other end. Jonathan takes her a few days a week for some daddy/daughter time, and then we swap when I’m done. It’s working beautifully. Almost like it was orchestrated for us before-hand…
We’ve also gotten to do stuff like hiking, wild-blueberry picking, fair-attending, and lots of standing in awe of this majestic place we get to call home. Soon. Little Brother reminds us often he’s not Alaskan until he makes it through the winter. Such a wise little guy. 🙂
So, we carry on. Sprinkling the salt as we go, and learning in new ways how to steward the MANIFOLD GRACE of God .
“As each one has received a special gift, employ it in serving one another as good stewards of the manifold grace of God. Whoever speaks, is to do so as one who is speaking the utterance of God; whoever serves is to do so as one who is serving by the strength which God supplies; so that in all things God may be glorified through Jesus Christ, to whom belongs the glory and dominion forever and ever. Amen”
1 Peter 4:10-11 (nasb)