On Wednesday, March 3th we were given the keys to our new apartment. The following day, with a lot of help, we got everything moved in from four different locations on campus where it had been stored.
We are so excited to finally be in our new place! There is still a lot of work to do. Evidence was found of mice living in our boxes, meaning that we have had to wash all our dishes and linens. But, slowly we are seeing the pile of empty boxes getting bigger and it is starting to feel like home.
God is in the business of changing me to make me more like Himself. Romans 12:2 says to be “transformed by the renewing of your mind”. He wants to change my thinking, my perspective, the way I look at my life and the world around me.
I recently read a post, Why I Find Myself Staring at Jars of Yogurt, that spoke of this very thing from the perspective of a mother with young children.
Sharon, my cousin, writes…
Although I’ve been working from 5:00 am until long after dark, I find it hard to point back to any physical evidence of the things I’ve poured myself into.
How do I measure what I do every day? If I spend an hour making “cakes” and pizzas” with my boys, in the end we squish it all up and put the play dough back in their tubs. And although you can’t tell when you walk in the door, I actually did spend an hour picking up toys and strewn laundry and even did a spot of cleaning today! I made three square meals from “scratch” and even a batch of cookies but you won’t find the results stacked in my fridge, freezer, or pantry. Somehow… mysteriously…they are already gone! And how do you really measure all the patience it took to brush the teeth of a two-year-old who thinks he can do everything himself, or answer a four-year-old’s question (for the fifth time that day) about why it rains, or spoon feed a babbling, daydreaming ten-month-old baby a mashed banana as she occasionally swats at the food?
I was encouraged to hear Sharon’s heart because I could completely relate, being that I have two boys of my own. God is continually teaching me that it’s not about finishing off my “To Do List” but rather about accomplishing what He has for me each day.
For the second year in a row, Chesley has entered a story in a writing contest. Lightning Man’s Protective Armor is about a boy who dreams of being a hero and goes by the name… “Lightning Man”. This story is inspired by Chesley’s own life. The illustrations were the result of a great deal of time and hard work.
Special thanks goes out to Grandma Haynes who gave Chesley the markers that were used in the illustrations.
In a remote tribal village a missionary beings her day contemplating how to balance her two main responsibilities: connecting with the ladies in the village and meeting the educational needs of her children.
New Tribes Mission believes that one of the highest priorities of missionaries is the care of their own children. But this need not conflict with ministry.
We wanted to share with you the latest quarterly newsletter, GPS, that New Tribes Mission of Canada publishes. Enjoy!
This weekend we put on some ice skates and ventured out on the icy pond. What a great time we had together!
It was Chesley and Kaden’s first time but already we have seen a great improvement. By the end of the season they’ll be pro-skaters, ready to try out for the 2011 winter Olympics! Oh wait… they would have to wait till 2014. :)
Last night the Herricks had a pizza party! Chesley was rewarded with a personal pan pizza, a five dollar bill, and a Super Reader Award certificate. The award was presented to him for reading 50 books! We are so proud of him and all enjoyed a great time of celebration.
