For a great story on Humble Hearts school in Kenya, click here. It gives a great picture of what the school is really like.
I heard a speaker at church six months ago speak on gratitude. He had served six months in Iraq and he said he noticed how much we take for granted here in America. He spoke of how we tend to complain about our blessings. Instead of being grateful for a cell phone, teens might complain that they don’t have unlimited texting. Or instead of appreciating that we have a car and don’t have to walk, we complain that it isn’t the newest model or doesn’t have all the bells and whistles that we wanted.
I knew the Angel Cottage dorms at Humble Hearts were seriously overcrowded. I didn’t realize, however, that there were 4 to a twin sized bed. I can’t imagine trying to get any sleep with 4 people in one bed. I have donated money so the girl we sponsor could have a new mattress. I didn’t realize that due to the cramped space, there is no place to put it. If you would like to contribute to the new Angel Cottage that is being built, click on a previous blog I wrote here to find out how you can donate.
This is one of my all time favorite paintings. It is titled “I Will Not Fail Thee.” It is by Derek Hegsted, and it speaks to my heart. My heart could use a healing balm right now, and looking at this picture always brings me peace.
So often, we try to find happiness in things of the world only to find that it is all a superficial facade. Without the healing power of the Atonement, we are nothing. Without the love and comfort Christ offers, there is no true peace. I love the words to “How Firm a Foundation”, but these two verses in particular offer me great comfort.
“Fear not, I am with thee; O be not dismayed!
For I am thy God, and will still give thee aid;
I’ll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand,
upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand.
“The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose,
I will not, I will not desert to its foes;
that soul, though all hell shall endeavor to shake,
I’ll never, no, never, no, never forsake.”
Micheline has lost her 4th tooth. She came to me yesterday with a rubber band around it and said, “Mom, pull on this,” and tried to put my hand on the rubber band. I squeamishly declined the offer and suggested she finish off the job herself since it was just barely hanging. 10 minutes later she appeared with the tooth in hand and happily announced that she thought the tooth fairy should bring her $10.00. After all, she had to do all the work herself. “I just twisted and twisted it around and around, Mom, until it came out!”
Needless to say, the tooth fairy is getting old and forgetful. She forgot to come last night, so Micheline took a quarter and a dime from my change cup. I told her if she would be patient, the tooth fairy would probably come tonight and bring her a dollar. She informed me that the tooth fairy clearly needed helpers. After all, if she was late, she obviously couldn’t be keeping up with the job.
This isn’t the first time the tooth fairy has been late to our house. Sometimes she has come while the kids are eating breakfast. With one of Caleb’s teeth (which in my defense he never told me he lost–he pulled it out at school) she didn’t come for two whole weeks. He finally came to me and asked why she never showed up. I guess that lazy fairy was off on a vacation to Hawaii. What a slacker…I guess she needs to find new helpers as I clearly am not keeping up with the job either.
At the ripe old age of…well, let’s just say old enough to be in perimenopause, I guess my kids have heard me complain too much about these lovely hormone shifts that cause me to break out in a sweat at unexpected times.
Last week when Micheline and Ben were eating soup that he had heated up, they didn’t want to wait for it to cool down. They proceeded to eat it even though it was burning their mouths. As she stood to go get a cup of cold water, Micheline fanned her face and said, “Whoa, I”m having a hot flash!”
For those who have asked, no, I have not died. Yes, I am alive, and no, I have not given up on this blog. I’ve just been a tad bit overwhelmed with life since kids got out of school. Kids with issues seem to multiply before your eyes when they don’t have the structure of school to keep them in their daily routine.
I could whine about it, or I could take my friend Theresa’s attitude and remember that it is all about perspective. She wrote a hilarious blog about it here. I love it! Who woulda guessed that 4 turds in the toilet and having your brother buy you an ice cream cone could make a great day? Her son, Larry, on more than one occasion, has indeed made my day with his hilarious pronouncements. It is indeed all about perspective.
With that said, I plan to catch up on this blog this week. I have about 5 entries already written in my head, and some of those half written already. It’s just a matter of finding computer time amidst kids 24/7, and uploading my pictures. Are we having fun yet? Yes, indeedy we are. Stay tuned…