Saturday, May 8, 2010
mothers day
Love you ladies. Enjoy the celebration of you and celebrate your moms who sowed years, just as we are now, into you even if it was just the smallest amounts, they did all they knew to do at the time to bring you to the place you are today, whether they're saved or unsaved.
Bekah
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
play date
just in case you didn't get my email...
we're doing a playdate at rach's house at 11-12:30pm tomorrow (thursday).
hope to see you guys.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
HOLD THE PHONE!
Um... I'm just going to get straight to the point and say... WE GOT THE HOUSE WE WANTED!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Okay, so you know how we got approved for less than the desirable amount and were having to look elsewhere? Well, we asked our Realtor, the brilliant Esther Greaves, if it would be stupid to put a REALLY low offer on the house we wanted. We had been approved for $125,000, so making an offer of that amount on a house originally listed at $175,000 is pretty laughable.
However, Esther said it wasn't stupid and that she would contact the sellers to see what they would be willing to do. Meanwhile, we searched for houses in the area that fell into our price-range, but we came away disheartened. Many of them were nice, but the problem still existed that nearly every house we looked at had the same amount of square footage as our current house (not ideal when you want to adopt a bunch of kids), and would require a whole lot of money to fix up.
Then we got the phone call from Esther. The sellers were willing to sell the house to us for $130,000 as-is if we would cover the closing costs! Evidently they had raised their kids in that house and really wanted to sell it to a family. They had poured their blood, sweat and tears into that house for a long time, and hated the thought of selling it to investors! The fact that we were a young growing family wanting to do the same with the house won their hearts.
So yesterday, we put a contract on the house, giving them 24 hours to decide before the offer would expire. At 2pm today, we got the text: THEY ACCEPTED OUR OFFER!!! We are blown away! We are hoping to close either on or before May 25th, but we just found out that we have to be out of our house the second week in May, which means we need about $4000 to cover closing costs, and a plan as to where we are going to stay before we can move into the house!
If any of you have any suggestions as to what we can do for a temporary living situation, we'd be more than open to hearing options. My in-laws live with us, so we need to figure something out for all of us.
It's a whirlwind, but we are so thankful and know the Lord is carrying us through this whole process. I don't know what to do with myself right now!
Carrie
p.s. if any of you have any extra medium to large size cardboard boxes for packing, I would LOVE to take them off your hands!:)
Thursday, April 22, 2010
She Dumped Us
The Sad News: because of the shortage in income for the past couple of months, we were not approved for the amount of the house we want. Rather than being approved for a $127,000 loan with a $20,000 down payment, we were only approved for a $125,000 loan.
The feeling is bitter-sweet. We are overjoyed at the thought that we somehow secured a loan without a co-signer. There are so many houses for sale in Grandview right now, that I am sure we will have no shortage of options. However, our momentary sentiments are that of someone who has just had the girl of their dreams break up with them. *Shrug* It will pass and there are always more "fish in the sea" so to speak, but every house we have looked at so far in the new price-range feels more like being on the rebound. The hard part now is finding a house with enough square-footage for the vision in our heart.
Yes, we are going to attempt the impossible and make a REALLY low offer on the house we originally wanted, but the fact that the seller initially listed it at $175,000 makes us an unlikely candidate for that house. We are still going to try it, but have resolved that we need to keep our options open and consider a house with less drama.
I am hopeful, however, that everything will work out better. The fact that we would not be neighbors to teenage gang bangers if we chose another house is an appealing option. There seem to be a lot of nice people in that neighborhood, but there is a substantial amount of unsavory characters as well. This is something we actually just noticed yesterday. It is both a good mission field, as well as a breeding ground for trouble when you are raising small children. So we're counting our blessings.
I can sigh with relief that we finally know where we stand with the loan, though. It feels good not to have to wonder anymore. As always, I will keep y'all updated with the latest if we happen to find a house we like.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Get On Your Knees and Fight Like a Man
Oddly enough, I'm writing to give ya'll an update and prayer request for the latest situation with our house. Lots of ups and downs have happened since the last time I posted, but I'll spare you all of those. The short of it is that we are very close to getting pre-approved for the loan. I say that with no exclamation point because it seems as though each time we get excited about the good news, there's always something that overrides it, driving us to our knees. We're learning sobriety in our asking these days.
Our current prayer need is for everything to clear in regard to our income. We received the call from our lender just tonight that our credit, down payment, and income is approved for the loan. The last hurdle is that all of the information we have given the lender has to be researched and verified as true on all accounts. Of course we were honest and we told the lender all the numbers of what we make each month and year, but now he just has to go over all of the bank statements and W-2's to confirm. The only fly in the ointment is that we have had several supporters unable to send money for the last couple of months, which probably doesn't look so good. We are hoping this does not cause any problems since the has all the information confirming annual income.
Again, the short of it is that we just need favor for everything to look perfect. IF in fact we have no problem areas on the documents we submitted, we will be pre-approved for $127,000 with a down payment of $20,000, which adds up exactly to the listed price of the house we want. All of that to say, we could be placing an offer on our house in the next day or two, depending on how long it takes to review our income. We're excited and terrified all at the same time, because if the lender doesn't see the numbers adding up the way he wants, it will all be negated.
The moral of the story? PLEASE PRAY! We just found out two days ago that our current house will be put on the market on May 5th, and though it probably won't sell very fast, we need to get out of this house asap. Not only is it no longer healthy to be living here with mold and dust, but ATC crunch time has started, and we're asking you to agree with us in prayer that we would be able to get into the new house before June (yes, I'm aware of the fact that this would be a miracle). Once the summer hits, Zack will have no time to do any moving, and I will have very little time as well.
"Oooooh-OH we're half way there! Oooooh-OH livin' on a PRAYER!"
ha ha ha- Bon Jovi is now stuck in your head.
Soli deo gloria.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
in need of my Beloved
having 2 kids is BUSY i can't even imagine the day when i'll have more than 2 to watch and look after. most of the time i'm carrying nathanael around in my arms WHILE feeding him his bottle, getting kennedi onto the potty and off or helping her get a snack, or anything else for that matter. needless to say i'm POOPED most days. my husband is amazing and loves helping when he gets home, however at the same time, even when he's home a mother always carries most of the weight of responsibility of the kids just because that's the way we're made, even if he's doing all the busy work when he gets home.
I've struggled back and forth in my heart of spending time with the Lord alone by myself for ANY period of time at all. and actually, i've tried multiple different times to have zeal to do it and read the word every morning, but sleep most always gets the best of me and wins the battle. i just need accountability. you see, i'm a big "emotional decision maker" i get zeal about something based on an emotion i feel at the time and make big plans to do those every day like "ok, i'm going to do it, get up at 6, read a chapter in the OT then a chapter in the NT" "that's easy" then i do it for a week and it just slowly fades out. I HATE THIS about my tendencies, but there's gotta be a way to do it.
So tonight, after a LONG day with both kids, napping them at rach's house, playing in the pool with them, doing laundry the entire time i was there, etc. i was TIRED. ben and i sat down to eat leftovers and i said "babe, i just need some time with the Lord! i need Him. I can deal with tired physically and just push through, but my heart is dead and that means i can't do it physically either now" with that said, and both of us agreeing that we both need to start exercising. i am going to have accountability through him. we're going to wake up 3 times a week together, exercise together then he'll get ready for the PR while i go to the living room and spend time with the Lord. the other mornings we'll both get up at the same time and have breakfast together and then i'll spend time with the Lord while he gets ready. i'm hoping that this works.
i am needing a lifestyle change because i want to be a reflection of christ through the day and feel his love and love Him well in return and the only way to become is to behold. Lord give us all grace this week to find the secret place to dwell in with You.
Bekah
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
I am a Mom :-)
Ladies, I wrote this the other night after I had put Gabriel to bed. I wanted to share this with you all. This is me being very vulnerable in my challenges as a Mother. Hope you enjoy... sorry it's kind of long
I feel like the fog over my life is finally starting to lift. It has been a crazy last year really. I never knew what being pregnant and having a baby would do to my life. I feel like for a while I just didn’t really know what to do other than just function… live. It was day after day…get as much sleep as possible, change diapers , maybe eat if I remembered, clean the house, and do the laundry. If I am truly honest, I was depressed and felt like my life had no hope. I didn’t know how to live life… everything seemed so hard. All my fantasies of what life was going to be like were quickly shattered. Why? I couldn’t DO anything anymore. All the things that I thought I was so good that made me who I was, I couldn’t do anymore. I was stuck. STUCK. There was nothing I could do at this point for me to earn love anymore. No one to see me to tell me I was doing a good job and how well I was loving Jesus anymore. The baby didn’t have the power to communicate how well I was doing. I was stuck. Not only that, but I wasn’t in the same intimate place that I had been with Cory. Oh it was so hard at first. I felt like we had to figure out how to be married again. How did we communicate, how did we get quality time together now? How did we encounter God together again? Those times on the platform together… how sweet they were. I loved prophesying with Cory! I loved feeling the Lord’s heart over us together, weeping together. Getting amazing revelation in the Word, together. Now that the baby was here, Cory got to go to the prayer room… spend this intimate time with other people…even harder, other women, and me… well I got to stay at home and take care of a baby all by myself. I had no idea what I was doing or even what to do. I felt like a baby learning to walk. It felt so unnatural. It was like I had to make my legs move. They wouldn’t do it on their own. They were too weak.
Gabriel was precious. He was so gracious and patient with me. He just loved me through every trial, every mistake, every tear. Always loyal, always faithful to give me a big smile, even while the tears were rolling down my face. I thought that being a Mom was going to be so easy. I felt in shock of the reality of the way things were. I was going to keep singing, preaching, leading, and have a baby…all at the same time. I was not going to be like the other Moms’ I had seen who just disappeared off the face of the earth once their baby came. No siree! I was going to be SUPER MOM! I was strong, passionate, and SOO in love with Jesus. I had made up my mind, and this was how it was going to be. I knew it. Life was going to be perfect. We were going to be the perfect little family, and everyone was going to wish they were us. Boy, was I ever wrong.
I remember nothing went the way I had planned and prayed from the moment I went into labor. I had believed with all my heart, and prayed countless hours for my labor. It wasn’t what I had expected at all. It was HARD. Some women say that they just want to die… I didn’t want to die, I just wanted it all to stop. It was the first time I felt like I wasn’t in control. Before then I had been able to dictate almost every area of my life. Now, I was just on the train of pain, and there were no stops or breaks, nope, I had to stay on til’ it was all finished.
After 19 hours of the worst pain I have ever experienced, and some stitches down below, Gabriel was in my arms, nursing, happy. Everything seemed to be going well, but I was bothered inside. Where were the overflowing emotions of love for my baby I had heard numerous mothers talk about? I didn’t feel anything, but sheer exhaustion. I remember feeling relieved that Gabriel was out, but besides that I just felt awkward. What did we do now with this baby?
Cory was such a champ! He was born to be a Dad! From day one it was as if he knew everything Gabriel needed. Really, it seemed that Cory had more maternal instincts than I! I was glad that at least one of us felt some kind of confidence.
That week was the week straight from hell. Seriously. I experienced emotions I have NEVER felt before. I was so depressed that I didn’t know how to live. I remember asking my Mom what was wrong with me. At first, since I have never been depressed a day in my life before then, I thought that I must be so tired. Then I finally realized that I was depressed. On top of all those emotions my breasts were not cooperating with me. I got some very intense breast infections. Wow, talk about painful. The little sleep I could have gotten was interrupted by chills from high fevers and intense episodes of shaking. It is no fun to try and breast feed while you are shaking, freezing, sweating, and your baby is screaming. Thank you Jesus that you got me through that first couple weeks! So, after going through all the emotions of feeling shame, and condemnation that I was a horrible mother… we decided to go with formula. I felt like somehow I had to start enjoying my baby, and maybe this was my lifeline.
Life did get so much easier for me once we switched Gabriel over. Cory could help me feed him, and we could double team a lot more. I needed Cory, so badly at this time. Even now as I think back it makes me cry. He was such a good support to me. He was never once negative or short with me. I was so hard to deal with I’m sure, but he never let on to that. He loved me so well. He prayed with me when I would wake up with night sweats, reliving the trauma of the birth. He would speak truth over me every time I would start to feel like there was no hope.
Every day, every minute, was a fight. There was a real enemy, not to mention a ton of hormones, to fight everyday. I finally realized that most of my depression was closely related to the fact that I though Jesus had abandoned me when I needed him the most. I thought he had forsaken me while I was going through labor. Had he ignored every prayer I had prayed? Had he left me out alone to do it on my own?
Once I got this revelation I could start getting hope and freedom. I will never forget the night my freedom began. Cory and I were listening to the webstream, and our team began to sing Psalm 23. They started literally prophesying over me. That He never left me, He will never leave me. I was balling on the floor. Cory was just speaking truth over me. I began to sing the truth over myself. “You will never leave me, You will never forsake me”. Later we went to the first awakening meeting at FSM. Thank the Lord that I had these to run to!
The next couple of weeks were a slow, but sure victory over depression and oppression. The enemy was out to get me for sure. He was determined to take the gift of motherhood from me! Which brings me to now. Gabriel is 4 ½ months old. The other morning I was in the shower (don’t get to take those very often ;-)), and really asking the Lord some questions. I was about to go to a meeting with a group of people that meant a whole lot to me, and new that now because I am a Mom that we were not going to be able to run together the way we had been. My heart was sad, and I wanted to go into our last meeting together knowing how my Father felt about where I was, and what I was doing. He spoke to me so clearly. “ Anna, the enemy is trying to steel motherhood from you.” As I looked back on the months prior, I realized all the different things that had really been the enemy trying to steal from me the gift of motherhood. I couldn’t believe it! I was so mad at the devil! Then the Holy Spirit went on to tell me that I have to get this mom thing. It’s way bigger than even Gabriel, but I am to be a Mother to many! I have to give myself to this season of motherhood with everything in me. I have to learn to be like Jesus, serving and loving, when no one is looking. This is so imperative to my calling.
When the HS spoke this to me, it was like a light bulb went on in a dark room. I got this zeal inside of me to be a Mother, and to not let the enemy steal this from me! My prayers were fueled to ask for more and more love for my child, and to be taught how to be a good Mom.
Now, I feel my heart overflowing. Even right now I’m crying. I am so in love with my little boy. He is the joy of my heart. His little smiles and bright little eyes cause my heart to erupt with emotion! How wise it was of the Lord to send me such a gift. You see, Gabriel doesn’t just need me… I have needed him. He is my gift to teach me how to love, serve, and so much more. He has brought more joy into my home than could ever be contained inside of the biggest buildings in the world. I will be a Mom, and with the grace of God working in me, I will be a darn good one! Yes, I am stilled called to be a prophetic singer, teacher, and so on, but my calling has expanded and been promoted to that of a Mother too. Oh that I would be able to be the Mother God intended me to be, and that I would carry that heart for many in the years to come.
So, yes, I feel the fog lifting, and excitement/zeal/and love arising in my heart. Oh the possibilities before me! Oh the adventures, and stories that are awaiting me! I am a Mother, and this will not be stolen from me!!! ~Anna
Friday, March 26, 2010
Mounting Urgency
Most of you know this, but Zack's parents moved from Phoenix in November and have been living with us since that time. The Lord opened the doors to move here, but Bruce (Zack's father) has had trouble finding work in KC, and not for lack of effort. As a general contractor, the job openings here are few and far between. Anita (Zack's mother) is the head of a ministry based in Turkey, and travels there several times a year. We've been grateful to offer a place of them to stay, albeit a small place, but with that comes a more sickness than usual.
Zack has had chronic sinus congestion and a cough since January, which sometimes gets better for a couple days, but then quickly goes back into a severe cold. Bruce takes blood-pressure medication that causes him to cough here and there, but the last few months have been awful for him, and he now coughs so often and so hard that it causes him to gag. Anita has been sick with a cold for a month now, but has not been able to get out of bed for three days. She has never been this sick in her life, and Bruce is moving her to my sister-in-law's house for a few days to see if she can improve.
The worst is that Natalie has no immune system to fight all the nastiness going around in this house, and has been sick on and off as long as Zack has. Somehow I only suffer slight congestion, a slight sore throat and the occasional cough, but with all of this we have realized several issues that have been contributing. Primarily the basement is the source. It's an unfinished basement, and I have been down there all of three times EVER for good reason. It's dank, with only an outdoor entrance, and with broken gutters, lots of water now ends up there. Obviously the furnace is down there, and though we would love to just replace the filter to clean the air upstairs, the furnace does not have a place to put a new filter because some genius decided to invent a "built-in" filter. One problem, buddy: when it stops working you have to replace the WHOLE FURNACE!* Everything in the air down in the basement is coming up through the vents- thus the sickness.
*side note: when I'm fired up I get sassy.
Anyway, the point is that our prayer focus has expanded. We're praying for provision, but with an emphasis on MERCY. None of us has felt well in months, and the situation is getting worse and worse at such a rapid rate that we need out desperately. It's a little unnerving because I hate that Natalie is suffering as well, so we're asking everyone to pray.
I'll be sure to keep you updated.
Carrie
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Safe Travels
Monday, March 22, 2010
Tests in Prevailing Faith
Thanks, dude.
We are currently waiting to hear back from another lender who is a little more tactful and has been in the business longer, but the last we heard from him is that we need another $9,400 to qualify for a loan. $20,000 is not the full 20% that they need to secure a loan for us, and now with the latest on our situation counting against us we're limping a bit.
Until we have the report confirmed by the other lenders we've been contacting, we're assuming it's just that this one guy is incapable of pulling off a loan, but please keep praying for us. We're not sure how to move forward or what it is that is the Lord's path in this time for us. Pray for wisdom, finances, miracles.
Thank you so much for your intercession! It has been so precious to know so many are behind what we're doing and believing the Lord for breakthrough beyond man's ability.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Wash Wizard
Not.
I probably wouldn't have worried about it and just sprayed it down with some febreeze to get rid of the 'new' smell, but my husband was already not to keen on using the new set (he's a bit resistant to change) and he definitely didn't like the idea of unknown chemicals from a warehouse in china touching him.
So here i am walking onto the laundry mat with a giant white comforter in hand and a carseat in the other. All the while trying not to let the comforter touch anything dirty like a car or a wall. The manager of the place saw me coming and opened the door for me. This was somewhat unexpected.
Outside the place looked run down there was an extremely faded sign "Wash Wizard coin Laundry" and a haphazard parking lot. But once i came inside it was very clean and the benches and machines were surprisingly shiny. I ended up reading the mystery of children. i was struck by how peaceful it was there. It was actually a wonderful place to read. The drone of the washing machines and dryers spinning kept a nice hum that took the edge of of the active world outside. And there was something else i noticed. Everyone there knew they were there for a while and there was lots of waiting going on. But not an anxious waiting, like when people are in line at the DMV or rushing to get home from a supermarket. I could actually feel the Lord very strong and his love for people. It is a great place to people watch, eavesdrop conversations and pray blessing on people who obviously have no washer and dryer at home and are making the best of their life.
I thought i would share this story because in the bubble of my life and routine, i found joy in the midst of an undesired circumstance, and left feeling priviledged to have spent an hour waiting with strangers.
PS my husband likes the comforter and shams very much.
-Carla
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Mark Gungor
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GuMZ73mT5zM
you all encourage and challenge my heart before the Lord... Love you all.
Bekah
Friday, March 19, 2010
At the days end....
Morning Thoughts
The Highlight of My Week
He left the room to chat. He picked up and heard no "hello" but rather, "The Bible says that we are to do everything in word and in deed as unto the Lord, so in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ I am giving you $10,000." Zack was flabbergasted and about to speak, but was interrupted quickly by the person on the other end of the line, "AND in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ, I want to give Carrie $10,000."
Zack was blown away, and I had no idea. He didn't want to say anything to the whole family because the others know the donor, and they specified that they wanted to remain anonymous. I had to feed Natalie in the middle of dinner, so I left the room and Zack followed me and proceeded to tell me the story. I am overcome by the kindness and provision of the Lord! So today Friday the 19th, $20,000 will be wired to our account! Today we will be visiting the house we plan to put a contract on as soon as the loan is approved.
Zack and I were talking last night, and I was talking about how incredible this whole process has been in the divine leadership of the Holy Spirit. He invited us into partnership, we took Him up on His invitation, and He took us up on our "yes". It's been the most sovereign season I can remember related to obedience and faith. Thank you all for praying!!!!!
I just have two more prayer requests: one is that we will have favor with the lenders we end up going with and get approved quickly, and that the house we want will not sell before we have a chance to put on contract on it. It's likely that this will be a very fast process, which is WONDERFUL. We wanted to get all of this sorted out before ATC started this summer, and it looks like it will. Personally, I would have NO problems if we started moving in 2 weeks!
Thank you again for your prayers!!!
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
I'll Go!!!
The second part is just as exciting, but is now a little more nerve-wracking. The sellers of the house that we love have listed the price $18,000 less than their original price!!!! This means we're even better off because if we do put even 10% down, our mortgage will be at least $200 LESS than what we've been paying for our current house, even with taxes and insurance! The scary part is that it could sell fast. *gulp* I guess this is where faith comes in!
So we would LOVE prayer!!! You can read about the vision we have for our house at our support blog.
That's all from me for now!
Carrie
Inspiration for title of blog: Wallace's poem on motherhood
- Blessings on the hand of women!
- Angels guard its strength and grace,
- In the palace, cottage, hovel,
- Oh, no matter where the place;
- Would that never storms assailed it,
- Rainbows ever gently curled;
- For the hand that rocks the cradle
- Is the hand that rules the world.
- Infancy's the tender fountain,
- Power may with beauty flow,
- Mother's first to guide the streamlets,
- From them souls unresting grow--
- Grow on for the good or evil,
- Sunshine streamed or evil hurled;
- For the hand that rocks the cradle
- Is the hand that rules the world.
- Woman, how divine your mission
- Here upon our natal sod!
- Keep, oh, keep the young heart open
- Always to the breath of God!
- All true trophies of the ages
- Are from mother-love impearled;
- For the hand that rocks the cradle
- Is the hand that rules the world.
- Blessings on the hand of women!
- Fathers, sons, and daughters cry,
- And the sacred song is mingled
- With the worship in the sky--
- Mingles where no tempest darkens,
- Rainbows evermore are hurled;
- For the hand that rocks the cradle
- Is the hand that rules the world.
- William Ross Wallace