Happy 40th Birthday Mama!

Mama, you’re turning 40 today! I know you’re not near as excited as when you turned 4 or even 20 but I think ‘exciting’ has maybe changed meanings over the years. (Am I right?)

We rejoice with you in that you have received the birthday gift you asked God for. Healing from cancer. When we children asked Mama what she wanted for her birthday, she said she wanted healing. Praise the Lord she got her request! 

Wishing you a happy birthday and another blessed year,

                                                                    Yesenia for the rest.

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Happy Birthday Yesenia

Yesenia. So many memories. I don’t know what to wright. Yesenia played with us a lot. But she worked too. She likes to organize.Thanks to her, a lot of our shelves and drawers are neat.

Yesenia likes to teach. She taught Elfrieda how to read. I remember her teaching me as well.Sure, not all the times were good. Sometimes we fought, but we were and still are friends. Like sisters are supposed to be.

Here are some pictures. (they are the best part)

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IMG_4718 Opening a gift. For your information , that gift was from me.

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IMG_4726 ChocolatesIMG_4779Clipes from Elfrieda.

 

IMG_4748IMG_4752A tripod!! Mama and Daddy’s gift.

IMG_4755Edgar enjoyed it almost as much as Yesenia.

IMG_4744Cake!

 

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IMG_4743IMG_4776Nutten Better

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Only five ?IMG_4778IMG_4773IMG_4782

 

Our Grandma, watching Yesenia and Tante Janice light candles.

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The lighted candles.

God bless you, Yesenia, in the coming year – Bianca –

 

When My Hearts O’erwhelmed…

  Yes, it is overwhelmed, this tired heart of mine. (Now, I’m not an old lady, it’s the end of the day)

I know that it should be overwhelmed with joy at the miracle of healing, but, sadly, this is not the case.

We praise the Lord for His work in our lives over the past weeks.

Healing from cancer doesn’t happen to everyone and we are grateful for it. 

 

Our days have not been of the happiest sort lately.

It seems that we are ungrateful.

I don’t believe this to be the case, though.

Is Satan trying us?

Is that the root of our problem?

Or are we doing something wrong?

Truth to tell, our nights have not been of the longest sort (big mistake!).

I believe that trying days often come when we are tired.

 

 

We are very human.

If we didn’t think so, today proved it.

Why did the week/day have to start off this way?

Unkind words. 

Behind in the busy school schedule.

A malfunctioning computer.

Science test coming up.

A frustrated sister, studying for a Language Arts test. (which we went over last week already)

Why did I lose control?

I wouldn’t have had to say what I did to her.

She was having a difficult day as it was.

This situation brought out more ‘whine’ than ‘wine’.

 

If you have the whine in you, kick it out ruthlessly.

It is a positive crime to be weak in God’s strength.

This morning’s devotional from My Utmost for His Highest spoke to us and we determined to memorize the last sentence. 

If that is true, than I have committed a crime.

I was weak in His strength.

Have I discovered the reason for ‘overwhelmed-ness’?

I did not take my problems to God and ask for His strength.

True, I asked Him to fix some of my problems but I didn’t plead for strength and wisdom to handle them.

Lead me to the Rock that is Higher than I.

This is my desire.

I pray that these circumstances and occurrences will turn into stepping-stones, not stumbling blocks.

That I would produce wine when I am squeezed. 

Not the ‘whine’, but the sweet, strengthening, grape juice.

That I would be a smiling blessing in the midst of difficult circumstances.

Why, do I want this?

Is it for my glory?

Is it so that people would know me as a happy person?

I know that I should desire this for His Glory.

So that when people would meet me, I would reflect Him, not me.

Lord, I believe that you can make me into Your image for Your glory, not mine. 

Help thou mine unbelief.

Yesenia

By His Grace. For His Glory.