Miss Montana

Two dentist appointments first thing in the morning, one teacher conference, and a massive blessing have kept me from the computer today. I'll blog more later but first we have Art Club and cheerleading practices, plus three soccer games in two different places AND Chuy's band concert all this evening.

A lady from Montana has been here today bringing us some huge blessings as she, Jon and Miss Cissy will be fixing up my house with a team of help. New carpet, painting, new light fixtures, kitchen range, doors and major plumbing jobs and much more that I've put off for years around here as I waded through the emotional trauma.

Last night Paloma and Jonathan were model citizens of some planet I'd never been to before, my mouth dropped open in astonishment as they were perfect angels while Scotty took up the slack, raging when I expressed my apparently overly prim disapproval of stuffing pissy clothes in the back of closets.

This lady, as pretty as Bette Midler with that same smile, really spoke into my life this afternoon, helped me get back on track, to remember why I do what I do, a super encourager with an interesting perspective. She's been in a tough inner city ministry, and has been through extreme betrayal - all outside the adoption and foster care world - which seems to be my only viewfinder. This lady, LeAnn, survived still smiling and ready to dive back in again after being so wounded by it all.

She presented an interesting analogy that pierced my thick skull, it made me realize how I've let some resentments turn into obstacles. I let it.

I needed to hear that today.