It's been a while since I posted...and so much happens in a week!

Life is really getting relaxed. I think I had 99 things to do on Friday and managed, let's see...three of them...but here's the catch, I didn't care. The day was the way God wanted it, and I relaxed in the richness of it.

Things are changing in my house. God is moving, energy is shifting, air is coming in...we are awakening to the idea of truly living, and living freely. What a hard road to venture on to, I might jump off it after .02 seconds if I weren't so dang excited to be on the road. Maybe I will just stand at the edge of it and stare down the pike, imagining for a bit and gaining some strength...nah. That's not my style. Here's me:

Kelly (at Taft Concert): Hey Chris, what are all those packets in the other room with the kids pictures on them?
Chris: Those are children in Uganda. Brian (cue Brian popping his head out from behind Chris) is working with this new organization and you can give money monthly to help support...

(Here's where my brain just jumps the track...)

Kelly: I'll take four, please. Noelle, help me find two boys and two girls.

There, that's me. On the way home I almost had a panic attack thinking that I was partly responsible for four more children for the next 13 years or so, then I realized they were cheaper than one month's supply of diapers.! We've been getting letters and drawings ready for them. I think it is cool that we each have a new friend/family member in Uganda! The kids are TOTALLY excited to send them pictures and drawings.

There is so much that has happened that I don't know where to start!

I ran this week. I need to run more.
Mark's poison whatever is almost gone, praise God for Dr. Tito.
We've been outside, learning about the creek, and how it flows. If we weren't leaving for Wimberley in the morning, I'd be there tomorrow am, as it is SUPER high, and I bet it's really flowing well. I'd like to take the kids down there with some floats to see if they can ride down it. Maybe it will still be that way at the end of the week.
We've both (Mark and I) had the chance to sit down with a friend and talk through some of our hang-ups, and it's already opening up new space in our lives.
I've sunk into some deep thought in the last week, God started working on me Monday and still am a little lost in it. Swimming in God is good, but soon I will have to emerge and get back to life-work.

The message I took home from small group on Wednesday was intense. It seemed the conversation on forgiveness was pre-destined for me (surely everyone, but definitely me). I listened mostly to several people talk about forgiveness, how to forgive, when to forgive, whether you forget or remember...when you draw healthy boundaries, how eternity is at stake...but that's not what hit me. What hit me is that my very life was at stake here and now. I was convicted about unforgiveness of myself and of my daughter for uncontrollable things that happened at the beginning of her little life. As we (she and I) pulled away from small group, I was compelled to pull the car over, hop in the back and forgive her and myself for holding a grudge, for making myself miserable because of night terrors she had when she was a baby. I realized that I had held on to some bitterness because I was so out of control, I couldn't help her in any way besides just sitting in the doorway and trying to talk to her until she woke up and collapsed exausted in my arms. It was a horrible experience, and she went through it for about 18 months off and on. After we talked in the car I could see how that grudge had changed the pattern of our relationship up until now. I'm really excited to see what we will become now that we are free from it!

So much more is going on, but not much I can just post without TONS of time to write it all. I didn't even touch on raw food...that must be a first!

And like I said, we are getting packed and ready to head out to Wimberley tomorrow. I can't wait. I am going to relax, play with the kids, write...see what we can do there in the rain (I haven't told my kids we may not get to go in the river yet...) draw, plan, love. Hopefully we will get to map out how we can build a tree house while we are there this week...if not, another time this summer.

I am off to fold laundry, and get some shut eye for the trip!

Love to all...K