I heard a drop of water...

Yesterday, after I picked up my boys from school I headed over to Costco for some groceries.  On my way, I stopped because a lady was getting out of her car and it was on fire.  I grabbed a fire extinguisher from the gas station next to her and ran over and put it out.  She ended up being very unappreciative so I left.  That woman has been on my mind all night.  So, at 6 a.m. I decide I can't lay in bed and toss and turn over this situation anymore.  I decided a hot bath was what I needed to clear my head and a talk with our Father.  My thoughts about my week were churning and I had to pray for a clear mind.  After I prayed for this lady my mind became focused on the devotion I needed to prepare for today.  See, I was asked to do a devotion for the kids at our church that play Upwards Basketball.  My kids don't play so I have struggled with this all week.  It was only after I prayed for the situations I was struggling with that God cleared my head and gave me the devotion...
I heard a drop of water.

When I saw the ripple in the water I immediately though of 1 act of kindness, spreading through the lives of people we touch.  The ripple is strong and condensed at first but as it moves out and spreads it becomes smaller and weaker until it is unrecognizable.  However, 1 drop of water changes the entire dynamic of an ocean.  So, I thought about many drops of water and their affect.  At some point, not only will the acts of kinds noticeably change the water but, the water will begin to overflow.

We all have gifts that we can use to pour out onto others.  We can not worry about running out or feeling dry because God replenishes our hearts.  We can not out give our God.

Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for men."  Colossians 3:23
God wants us to get better at using our abilities and then use the to serve God and share His love with others.


The Oak Project


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I'm posting this for my sweet friend Kelly who is spreading her joy and laughter to those who need it most in our community.  Visit the Oak Project to give them your support.

Beauty From Ashes: The Story of Rubble-Wear by Marian Hientz




The necklaces will be given for a minimum $25 dollar donation.  It’s a great gift and every bit of the money you give goes toward bringing beauty from the ashes! People will also ask about your necklace because it is so unique and that gives us all the chance to keep Haiti active in conversations among your communities. 

 Shortly after returning  from a trip to Haiti in mid-2010,  Kelly  brought me a piece of rubble. It was from the destroyed neighborhood where Lovencia (who Kelly is adopting) used to live.  I took this piece of rubble and turned it into a sun-catcher and gave it to Kelly as a gift. 

Kelly-being-Kelly, wore the sun-catcher around her neck. Next thing you know people were constantly asking her, “What is that?”.  As she explained to people where the necklace came from, conversations about Haiti grew within her circle of friends and among strangers.  Bobbie, who also had also picked up rubble from Lovencia's neighborhood, soon requested that her piece be turned into a necklace as well. Of course I was glad to do it! She started sharing stories from Haiti with her co-workers, friends and strangers who became intrigued with her necklace.  People were not only asking about the significance of these necklaces, but were also interested in how they could have one of their own. Long story short, that first sun-catcher-turned-necklace evolved into the idea of making jewelry out of rubble. 
Hence, the birth of “Rubble-Wear”.
The next thing you know, we were asking our friends at Maison orphanage to send us a suitcase full of rubble from their streets so we could make jewelry.  We heard later that they laughed and said that Kelly must be crazy! Pierre, the director of Maison, visited the states in December 2010, and delivered the rubble filled suitcase to us.  I began to train our local community of inner city single mothers, volunteers, friends and family to make the jewelry. Two months later, I was on a plane to Port au Prince to train the caretakers of Maison Orphanage on how to do the same. 
When I first got to Haiti it immediately became clear that I would not be able to teach everyone all of the skills they needed to know in the short time that I had there.  Most of these ladies had never even held pliers before, much less considered making jewelry.  I had to quickly determine who had natural skill and who I could train to later train the other nannies.  By the end of the second day I knew who that would be - Glorieuse.
Kelly
While I was teaching I had an excellent translator, but communication was still a challenge.  This is another reason why I picked Glorieuse.  She and I seemed to click on a deeper level and we responded exceptionally to each other non-verbally.  I could touch her hand or re-position a tool and she would totally understand.  She was a very quick, willing and skilled student.  I left Haiti hoping she would be able to teach the others and keep working.  Glorieuse proved to be a very diligent and faithful worker.  She trusted us even though not all of the financial details were worked out. Even when others thought she was foolish for continuing she kept working.  
It has been an amazing process to help empower another person and see hope return to their heart.  Leadership is a new role for Glorieuse, but I strongly believe in her and her ability, vision and perseverance.  I greatly treasure her trust in us as we continue to work out the many details for the growth and success of Rubble-Wear.
Rubble-Wear has so much potential.  Our dream is that it would initially help sustain the nannies' jobs at Maison Orphanage, which are endangered due to the financial hit and long term devastation of the earthquake.  The next step would be to provide special grants to help the caretakers with their number one desire - schooling for their kids.  Our ultimate long term goal is to build an apartment complex for the nannies and their families on the orphanage's new property. 
My heart is to keep hope alive in these precious women of Maison and to bring some sustainability to their lives. I believe that Rubble-Wear can do that, but we have a long way to go to make this happen. This is where YOU can enter the Rubble-Wear story. By purchasing these unique pieces of handmade jewelry, you have the opportunity to be an advocate for our Haitian friends.





Organize Your First Aid Kits


It's that time of year when things are starting over and the same goes for restocking stuff around the house.  The first on my list this year was my first aid kit.  I mentioned on my facebook page that I had done this and someone asked me what I include in my kids.  Here is a list that you can print and keep in your kit to make sure it stays fully stocked.

Click image to print full size card
This is a basic list and you can add anything else you feel is necessary.  With 3 boys, I have to know where this kit is at all times.  In the past it has been in a high cabinet.  Now it is in a place that my children can get to if they need it.


Bottles such as this hydrogen peroxide, spray on solar cane for burns or calamine lotion all go in my medicine cabinet in the downstairs restroom.


Two kits are hung in our pantry doors and a copy of instruction that came with our kids on how to treat injuries and basic first aid instructions.  Proudly, I renewed my Red Cross CPR and First Aid  Certification last January.  I encourage all moms and dads to find a class and take it.  It's only a few hours out of your life but having the knowledge could save a life.

Organize Those Toys Already!


What have you been waiting for?  I mean really!  There is no excuse for a kids room to ever have toys out.  My boys room is always spot clean and totally walk throughable every single day.  You believe me don't you?  Don't you?

Actually, I have spent almost two days purging toys from my kids room.  I even repainted to just make the walls look clean again.  Yes, I painted the same color.  There is just no excuse for having so many toys.  I finally started piling everything in the middle of the room and began sorting and here is the result.


Jealous?
Don't be, you can do this too.  First, let go of any emotional attachment that YOU have to the toys.  I don't care if Aunt Margo gave it to your child 3 birthdays ago and you just love Aunt Margo.  Then buy some cheap containers that are shoe box size.  I bought 10 and one of them busted during transport so I used that odd ball wipes box on the bottom shelf.  It works.   Here's a close up.


 Simple labels with matching colors makes me feel so much better now.  I started to get all cute with the letters and then two things struck me as being important.  

1. The letters need to be clear and readable for my emerging readers.  Notice how the letter style is mostly lines and circles.  Just like the letters my boys are learning to write. 
2.  Simple = Not Busy:  I have mentioned before that my ADD causes me to become unorganized and unfocused very easy.  So, if I keep it simple, I find it easier to read (even for me) and not as distracting when I'm trying to clean up in a hurry.


Doesn't that look much better than the first picture of their toys on the floor.  Say it with me...yes it does!

What about those bigger toys you say?

Here's one box of their most played with bigger toys and here is the rest of them that we kept.

2 drawers of train sets and the rest are random toys and stuffed animals.  That's it!
This is hidden in an alcove in the closet and can't be seen.  
And then I look out in the hall at the rest of the mess I've got to purge, put away, wash and organize.


oh and just to show you want a Mom with ADD deals with when cleaning...
This is the pile of things that were left on the bed after I put toys away and they simply need a home in another space.   This is overwhelming to me and frustrating.  This is the part that makes me me want to go lay down and ignore it all.  
I put them away.  
Yay me!

Then I made the bed.
Your friend in Christ,

               

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