You hear, O LORD, the desire of the afflicted; you encourage them, you listen to their cry.
- Psalm 10:17
"He sent forth His Word and healed them; he rescued them from the grave"
OK, today I have several things on my heart I want to share.
My beach, our beach is being destroyed and my heart is broken. The gleaming white sands and beautiful waters of Gulf Shores, Fort Morgan, Orange Beach have been my home away from home, my refuge, my sanctuary, almost every year of my life. Through the years of my childhood, teenage-hood, college, newlywed, and now with my own children, I have come to these beaches for restoration.
But now they are now under attack. AT 5 p.m. Friday the 4th, a swath of oil, a half a mile down the beach, arrived. Oil began to fill the air with a smell like "a garage", as someone on Facebook noted. The beaches are being pummeled with globs of oil. Granted it has not covered all of these beach areas. But, one is too much! I am beyond words in how devastated I feel for those whose entire lives depend on the Gulf. I even have family who are dependent on this southern tropical beauty.
As I sit back, watching the developmetns on the news, I can only, simply pray for the Lord to intervene and bring about a miracle for the families of the Gulf, the businesses and the water, land and marine life. We cannot abandon them in their time of need. I encourage you, go until you can't go anymore. Volunteer to help if you can. Pray for them all as they deal with this catastrophe. But, no matter what God is control!
On to my next hearts...concern. Our President, the leader of our country does not seem to be taking the devastation in the Gulf seriously. I was offended for the people of the Gulf States, while I watched our President name-call, play the blame game and participate in celebrations that could have been postponed. I remember the days following 9/11 when Rudy Guiliani did nothing but live and breathe, 18 and 20 hours a day, for weeks on end, to bring aid to his ravaged city. I have seen very little honor or integrity in how President Obama has handled this crisis. I pray that his heart is moved with deep compassion for the peoples of the Gulf States, honoring and aiding them, not honoring Sir Paul McCartney. This is the time to step up, stop talking and do something about it, IMMEDIATELY! Join me in praying for our President. I remind myself again, God is in control!
This week I came upon an article of interest that stirred me up a bit. The homeschooling article/blog found here, "Do You KNOW Anything?", tackled the one subject that is relevant to our family, directly.
"One of the issues homeschoolers have to deal with is the random quizzing of our children and the questions that reflect their ‘concern’ that our children aren’t really learning anything." -Jo Jo Tabares Art of Eloquence
As homeschooler's my children have come under these quiz-fest attacks from adults, mostly mothers, and children alike.
"What is E'mc2?, What is the square root of Pie?, What is 1,456,982 X 123 equal? Do you know, do you, do you, huh!!!"
Ugh!I mean really? What I want to know from them is "Do you know the answers to all of these questions?" I can not tell you how hurtful it is for people to think and expect that just because my children homeschool that they know EVERYTHING when they're only in the third or sixth grade. Again, really? It's enough to send a terrorist into the fetal position. Well, maybe not that bad. But, my children don't like it. Would you? I think even I would panic.
I have to agree wholeheartedly with Ms. Tabares, I have NEVER quizzed a public, private or Christian school child in this manner. Have you? Probably not. We don't want your criticism or your judgement. We simply need your support. Just as we have supported our friends - the mothers, the fathers, children - in every way we can. We need your support. If there is a crisis in their lives I don't make the excuse, "Well it's because they are in public school." No, we support them!
I have begun to read Beth Moore's newest book "So Long, Insecurity: you've been a bad friend to us". It was a Mother's Day gift from my husband. [let the giggling ensue - let's just say the man knows me better than anyone on this planet - moving on] In the very first chapter "Mad Enough to Change" she hits the nail on the head. And I quote,
This is my sense[ senss ]my ability to appreciate something: the faculty of my soul to feel or perceive, to understand with consciousness, conviction and moral perception as a due sense of my own weakness without God
sen·si·bil·i·ty [ sènssə bíllətee ] my capacity to respond emotionally or aesthetically; to repond in praise the Lord and Savior Jesus Christ who is worthy to be praised! This is my capacity to feel or perceive and therefore I share with you in transparency.
THIS IS MY OWN SENSE AND SENSIBILITY (M.O.S.S.) Simply put, this is my heart...sharing with you my journey through life as I let go and let God. I am helpmeet to my own Captain Awesome, Chris and mother and home school teacher to 3 wonderful, determined gifts from God. This blog is From My Heart to Yours. I love simplicity and keeping it real. "Sense will always have attractions for me." -Elinor Dashwood SENSE AND SENSIBILITY