Tuesday, March 15, 2016

Trust God's Heart

(A driftwood cross at Zihuatanejo Christian Fellowship)

I was looking at my journal this morning from three years ago. I was in a very dark place and I was astounded to see how close I was clinging to God. I wanted to share them with you because sometimes we have a hard time trusting God's heart and His intentions for us when we are facing giant losses and not seeing much gain.

Here it goes...

"I am trusting Your heart. the heart that loved rebellious Israelites. the heart that forgave David after he sinned with Bathsheba. The heart that kept Dave's line till the Messiah came. the heart that heard his people's cries and set them free. the heart that gave them a promised land of their very own. the heart who helped them to not be afraid to take over impossibly fortified cities. 

You are gracious, compassionate, merciful, mighty, forgiving, loving, kind, methodical, righteous, holy, gentle, DANGEROUS, UNPREDICTABLE, eternal, pure, lovely, FULL of HOPE. You faithfully keep your promises to me and my family. I love you so much. Help me to love you more."


There were days I felt I would never laugh again. Now look at me. I am not fear-filled for the future of my children. I am not paralyzed with it. I am not trying to control the future. I am not comparing myself to other "super-moms". I am not relying on a formula that seems to work for someone else's family. Instead, I am trusting my GOOD God to work this all out. I am expecting great things from him. I am expecting that the seeds of love, and God's Truth will grow in my children and will effect the choices they make as they grow and mature.

I ran into this verse after doing "Breaking Free" Bible study probably 13 years ago. It was powerful then, but now that I am on the other side of this trial, it means so much more.

"And provide for those who grieve in Zion-to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of gladness instead of mourning, and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair. They will be called oaks of righteousness, a planting of the Lord for the display of His splendor. They will rebuild the ancient ruins and restore the places long devastated; they will renew the ruined cities that have been devastated for generations." Isaiah 61:3-4

Tuesday, March 8, 2016

Barra De Potosi Part 2

Our balcony had a lovely view of the grounds, pool and beach.

I loved the bed on the balcony you could lounge around on to take a nap or read a good book. I read a whole book in a week! I never get that luxury!

 Here is a nice view of the lap portion of the pool.

Our bungalow. Our room was on the second story. 

 Our room was simple, but nice. Very large and perfect for three people!

 The shower took some getting used to for a modest girl like me. I felt a bit like Bathsheba bathing on the rooftop. It was an open air shower with palm trees strategically placed all our it. I have never showered within view or sound of the ocean.

 There are hammocks everywhere! Our room had one, our section of the beach and even the restaurants on the beach had them! I am not exactly a hammock girl, but I tried this one on the beach.

 Then I looked up and saw these huge coconuts that looked like they could crush my skull if they fell on me. I moved quickly! It was coconut season so they could have easily fallen on me. The caretaker of our place would daily climb up and cut down coconuts for us to drink and each. I have never had fresh coconut like that before. We were even treated to a young coconut. I did not like it! I was told it tasted like custard. To me it tasted like coconut slime.

 The grounds were well cared for. Hector, the caretaker, hand-watered every plant every day it seemed.

 More pictures of the pool and the grounds. The fountain is at the end of the pool.

 I asked them to turn the fountain on. I guess they don't run it all the time because electricity is one of their biggest expenses down here in Mexico. It was so pretty and I loved the sound of the water gently going back into the pool.

Click here to see Part 1 of this trip.

Tuesday, March 1, 2016

Barra De Potosi Part 1

 So a year ago, Margaret, Catherine and I decided we would go on a "Decades Birthday Trip". Catherine was going to turn 70, Margaret turned 50 last year and I turned 40. We saved our "mad money" and made it happen. This was truly the first miracle...That it actually happened. No one got sick, no one's loved ones got sick, and nothing else prevented this trip. Because of that, we knew God was in it and we relished in it. We kept looking at each other on the flight and said, "I can't believe this is actually happening!".

 We decided to go to a small fishing village called Barra De Potosi about 30 minutes south of Zihuatanejo, Mexico. The first leg of the trip found us flying from Portland, Oregon to LA. Then we flew from LA to Zihuatanejo. That leg was about a 3 1/2 hour plane ride. I was fascinated with the Sea of Cortez. So beautiful!
 We flew by an active volcano. I don't know the name, but could see the cloud of vapor coming out the top. Pretty cool!
 When we arrived, the air was hot and humid, but not as hot and humid as I had experienced in Puerto Vallarta. I was very happy about that. We took a taxi to Barra De Potosi and entered into our small "resort" called Playa De Potosi. It was ran by some lovely Canadians named Rolf and Maxine. The view of the beach was astounding. The waves were constantly in our ears. Beautiful and serene! Here is a view from the spot we would have our coffee each morning.

 My first walk on the beach! Oh my, I am so used to the Pacific Ocean in Oregon that is FREEZING! I couldn't stay out of the water here, it was so warm and mild. I lived in my bathing suit and sarong during my stay here.

 The pool design was unique. I loved the "beach" that gradually led you in the pool and my girls would have enjoyed the "mermaid rock". I spent so much time reading and relaxing by the pool. Just what this busy mom needed.
 That evening we walked down to the town of Barra by way of the beach. We ate while the sun set and watched local fishermen catch their fish by net or by pole. The restaurants are situated right on the sand!
 As we were headed back to our bungalow, we ran into this little guy. I think it was a sting ray. It looked like it had been speared.

This is a picture of the beach from our tiny oasis. Barra De Potosi is at the end of it. 

I will do this trip in parts so as not to overwhelm you with pictures. 

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