Todays "Boog" update

Last night Josh and I had a long talk... As we discussed the situation we decided either God will heal my grandmother on this side of Heaven or he won't and he will take her home to be with him. In that statement I decided to begin to pray for comfort for my grandmother no matter what the situation may come to be.

This morning I rose to the normal crazy school morning in our house...Lunches to be made and kids to get going.

In the craziness of my morning there was glimmers of Gods grace, of his presence in our lives. Meccia was able to sleep through the night for the first time in three days. She woke up with a very low grade fever instead of the 103 temp she has been retaining over the past few days. I realized she is turning the corner to being well.

My phone rang shortly after I got Hali off to school and Josh out to Columbia. It was my mom. She called to tell me my grandmother who we all call Boog, who had brain surgery yesterday, had inspired her doctors as they made their rounds this morning.

This morning she should have been sore, barley awake, just realizing where she was and who everyone was, just getting back to herself. Instead she woke up and asked for coffee and some breakfast. She then asked if she could get up and sit in a chair and she DID!

As I heard the news God said to me in his oh so quiet voice COMFORT...He heard me he answered my prayer. She may not be healed but for now God is giving her comfort.

Today my cup runneth over. My blessings can not be measured!

Even though I walk
through the darkest valley,
I will fear no evil,
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff,
they comfort me.

You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil;
my cup overflows.
Surely your goodness and love will follow me
all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the LORD
forever.
Psalm 23 4-6

feelingless and faithfilled

Well tonight there is a awkward silence in my thoughts as I just take a moment to process what I have been told. Details don't matter as I have told many I type my feelings and they are just missing at this point...I am numb to exactly what is going on.
I am distracted by everyday life kids and work. The flu that somehow crept its way into what I thought was my germ free home.

I continue to stay positive deliberately pointing out all my blessings instead of counting all my trials.

Meccia is about the same still feverish and Josh has been SUPER HUSBAND jumping in alternating work times and helping with the long list of medications Meccia is taking, entertaining the boys, and dating Hali, praying over me when he sees I am at the end of my rope but just don't say anything.

Countless friends send me text and FB messages of prayers and support, for my grandmother and my family.

I am filling out the invites for meccias baptism. I am elated to have the honor of seeing that next weekend!

Life is moving things are changing, and I don't get to control it all. I do get to choose how I react to what is happening though and I choose to remain steadfast. To draw closer to Jesus and love those around me with all my might for however long it is God loans them to me.

I was encouraged tramendously by a dear friend with this scripture and I have held this promise close to my heart today.

James 1:12
"Blessed is the woman who remains steadfast under trial, for when she has stood the test she will receive the crown of life, which God has promised to those who love him."

I regret to inform you.....

Well the last couple of weeks have been a little stressful to say the least...I started a new job after being out of the "work world" for almost five years as a stay at home mom. I has been different to say the least. Although I am blessed to have had this job fall in my lap as a final blessing from a special friend as she went to be with the Lord.

Around the same time I learned my grandmother had a brain tumor...enough said...

They ran test and test and some more test...the news was not good.

I took the news in stride as I heard my dad's heartbroken words this morning. I held it together so that he didn't have to.

Once I got home from work Josh told me Meccia had come down with something and was running a high temperature.

It was the last bit of self control I had left. I swept away into the kitchen for a brief moment of prayer...As I prayed alone with God I thought if God were sitting across the table what would I say. How would I express my pain to him.

It went something like this...

God,

I don't understand your plan for my grandmother one bit. I am angry with you for all that you have taken me through in the past few months, and I am clueless as to how you expect me to break this news to my daughters. My heart is broken and I want you to fix this. I promise you I will be selfish in this situation, I will not like some of the steps my family will have to make together in the coming months. I promise I will question you, I will yell at you, and I am sure I will cry out to you.

In this I also know that I will trust you, I will lean on you, I will keep my faith in you and know that you are walking through this fire with my grandmother and my family. I will not harden my heart towards you but open it up to you so that you may fill my soul with a comfort I can only find in you. I promise that I will fall and when I do I am sure I will fall hard but I will do it without even thinking because I know you will catch me and when I am too tired to walk this journey any longer I know you will carry me! I promise I will not always understand your plan but I will trust in it knowing you are a all knowing God and that my grandmothers suffering here is just a vapor of time compared to her time she will spend in eternity with her Lord and savior.

I know you understand my feelings and I know you hear my hearts cry. I know you know that in my perfect world you would choose to heal my grandmother, and if you do you are GOOD...but if you don't you are still GOOD.

I heard this statement at church a few weeks back...I know I heard it because you were preparing me for this...I know you do not punish us you prepare us...

Cody

My grandmother will have brain surgery to remove her tumor on Wed prayers are appreciated...

Cake part 2

 

This is my friends sons adorable cake the one we wanted...

Cake.... a love hate relationship

So I had seen a wonderful birthday cake made by Cup Cake Couture for a friend of mine! So I went to the website and decided to give it a try against my better judgment. Not only was I amazed at how ignorant the lady was on the phone...(telling me a coconut was a tree nut) ITS NOT!!!!as we discussed my sons food allergies..I WAS ALSO SHOCKED to hear my cake would cost upwards of $80.00. I decided to take the plunge to get my three year old the Toy Story cake he had requested.

I asked the cake be blue butter cream icing with fondant rope around the bottom and top of the cake with a fondant Jesse and Woody on top. I mentioned the rope many times, as my son thinks he is a cowboy!

I agreed to pick my cake up at 10:00AM on Sat morning. I was late and didn't get to the store to pick it up until 10:45, only to find my cake was not even ready! Good thing I was late uhhh!
The lady half showed me the cake in a box and then announced as I paid she would place it in my car. I agreed.
I got in my car and began driving down the street when I looked over and noticed the butter cream on my cake was cracked and looked as if a 5 year old had put it on and I didn't see the rope I had requested...I decided to pull over to further inspect the cake! As I looked in horror at what had been my three year olds only request for his birthday I began to cry! I called Josh and he demanded I take it back.

I couldn't I was late for my own child's party and so I called them...I explained how the lady had taken the cake to my car without me really getting to see the cake, how there was no time for me to bring it back, how I was so disappointed in this cake and how it didn't even include everything I had asked for. Upon hearing my tears the manager was very apologetic she offered to mail me a gift certificate for the full amount that day. That was Jan 7th and I HAVE YET TO GET THAT GIFT CERTIFICATE!

I plan on calling cup cake couture in the morning to attempt to collect that gift card by ordering my sons Valentine cupcakes for his class party in one last attempt to let them redeem there reputation as the place to go for awesome cakes.

The only explanation I can give for the reason my friends sons cake looked awesome and mine was crap is maybe a new owner, a change in cake decorators, or management? The one thing I can assure you is the person who made her cake WAS NOT the person who made my sons cake!!!

IF AND I DO STRESS IF CCC is able to make this good with totally awesome cupcakes for my sons class I will blog about it...until then I would highly discourage anyone from spending a large chuck of cash on a cake you will be very disappointed in...I can throw couture in front of my name too that doesn't make me any better than anyone else...From what I saw it is a glorified bilo with unprofessional people working in it....