Saturday, February 23, 2013

Time For The Week

For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted; a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; a time to seek, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away; a time to tear, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; a time to love, and a time to hate; a time for war, and a time for peace. (Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 ESV)

This week I felt I had very little time for anything. But hindsight is 20/20. I had time this week.
A time to pluck up what is planted which husband can take full credit.
A time to heal after a back injury this week.
A time to laugh with sweet friends over for dinner Friday night.
A time to build up as we had our mission team for dinner Wednesday night.
A time to weep with our church family after Bryan Carr went to the arms of Jesus Tuesday night.
A time to dance with my daughter on Just Dance 4.
A time to embrace my son on a field trip.
A time to seek His word.
A time to keep silence when I just needed to listen.
A time to speak prayers over my family.
A time to love my husband before he travels this week.
A time for peace as we sat around the fire in the back yard.

20 more days until Belize.







Sunday, February 17, 2013

26.2

Husband ran 26.2 miles today for his first Full marathon.
We are 26 days from Belize today.
No words to describe how much I love this man.
I have been the momma that cheered for her kids maybe too loud.
I have been the momma who cried during one of my kids sporting events.
That doesn't compare to watching my husband.
This is my fourth marathon to watch my friends run.
There is nothing like it to see it in action.
The 80 year old finishing his first marathon.
The handicap man who drags a leg but beats half the crowd.
The crazy boys in tutus.
The Kenyans.
And yet all I cared about today was an injury free race for my husband.
He mapped it out for me.
When to be where.
What I was to hand him.
What I was to take.
Where I should stand.
His engineering brain had a strategy.
He had a goal.
I grabbed his hand and prayed over him before we got out of the car.
He said this might be the dumbest thing I ever did.
I laughed and said no that was marrying me.
The waiting at a mile marker to see him was too much.
I would catch him in the crowd and shake my Auburn shaker wildly as he would flash that smile.
The finish line is loud and music is blaring.
People screaming.
I shake my shaker so much my arm is numb.
And then he turns the corner.
I am screaming but he can't hear me.
Then he sees the shaker and he flashes the smile.
It is done.
He killed it.
26.2
3:52:08

"A magnificent marriage begins not with knowing one another but with knowing God "
- Gary and Betty Ricucci



Saturday, February 16, 2013

If I were on facebook

If I were on Facebook, I would have had some status updates.

But for this time I felt I had to put it down.

So here would be my status updates:

My Valentine for 17 years sent flowers and gave presents.

We are 27 days away from Belize.

Much to do and Much to prepare.

We have reached our goal financially for the trip.

We are always humbled and amazed how God uses His people in our lives to support and love on us and the kids in Belize.

My son ran his first 5K and finished 10th for his age group.

My daughter ran her 3rd kids marathon.

My husband will run his first FULL marathon Sunday.

I am the Mommy Roach cheerleader.

Also I weighed in today at my before daughter weight.

Only took 8 years.

31 pounds gone.

The goal: to weigh my drivers license weight.














Tuesday, February 5, 2013

Here comes the storm....

Going on an overseas mission trip will involve you in spiritual warfare.

You are invading territory the enemy has long held.

I feel it.

Vulnerable.

Hurts and attacks come from all around.

I step back and look and I see the trip.

I see the purpose.

I see 38 days God will use to prepare me.

Prepare my husband.

Prepare my children.

John 16: 22-24 So also you have sorrow now, but I will see you again, and your hearts will rejoice, and no one will take your joy from you. In that day you will ask nothing of me. Truly, truly, I say to you, whatever you ask of the Father in my name, he will give it to you. Until now you have asked nothing in my name. Ask, and you will receive, that your joy may be full.






Sunday, February 3, 2013

Just This Week

Just this week we put together a VBS for Belize.

Just this week we served pancakes as a fundraiser.

Just this week I felt everything was a battle.

Just this week I had coffee with one of my prayer partners.

Just this week my family had rice and beans for dinner and family prayer time for our mission trip.

Just this week my Dropbox filled with music for Belize 2013.

Just this week I took a donation to the church that said in memory of Nina Kent for Roach Belize.

Just this week more money has come in for our trip.

Just this week a student told me he wants to be a missionary when he grows up.

Just this week my sister and I signed up to go back to Belize this summer.

Just this week I heard no mission equals no witness.

Just this week pray for our family as we prepare our hearts to go and serve.