Have you ever felt like you’ve been down this road before? Like, wait a minute I already went through this a few years ago, do I have to go down this path again? Haven’t I paid my dues, done my time, learned my lesson?!?! This is how I’ve been feeling lately. I’ve gone through my husband’s career change and subsequent move , a hurricane that destroyed our house, a serious illness (TN) which was debilitating until I had brain surgery to repair damage, (the suicide disease). And now my husband has guillain-barré syndrome which has made it so he has had to go on Family Medical Leave from work., we’ve sold our house and moved to a rental home and my mother now lives with us for half of the year. Life has changed dramatically!
And yet, I realize that as we walk this same road of big life altering changes and everything is topsy turvy and uncertain that what has not changed is that God is walking this path with us. In fact, God already knows the path, is going before us and is directing us as we go. He’s been there everytime! God was with us through the job change and the hurricane homelessness, the crazy illness when I couldn’t smile, eat or sing, (3 of my favorite things to do), and He is walking with us and going before us through the life-changing things that are happening to us now. Everytime He was there! It’s only been December since life has been altered in the Twachtman family but God knew before and was putting things in place as we started down this new journey and as my husband and I keep on walking we see God’s hand in everything that is happening. It’s amazing to see. I’d love to tell you about it in more detail. It’s an amazing story and it’s not over yet. My husband’s illness is one that will not be over soon. Who knows how long we will be in this rental house. Will my husband be able to work again? Will we be able to buy our own house again? Will my mom come to live with us full time? We don’t know. We only know that we’ve been here before, we weathered the storm with God’s grace and goodness and we are trusting in that same God to see us through this one too.
So, if you’re wondering how we’re doing. We’re weary and tired and sometimes grouchy and numb but we are hopeful and our faith is strong. God will see us through this.
If you’re going through a dark time, you’re feeling under attack and you aren’t sure what’s next for you I hope you will hold on to the only One who can see you through this crazy time in your life. God is the answer and faith will give you the strength to get through to the other side.
Keep on holding on!
Blessings, Barbara (aka Mrs. T)
James 1:2-8, Psalm 31:24, Ephesians. 6:10, Romans, 8:28
We all have a story. If you’re alive you have a story. You may never have thought about it before but you have one. You might even think your story is pretty boring but you’d be surprised.
A couple of years ago. I was asked to speak at a woman’s retreat at our church. They had been asking me for a couple of years and I always put them off saying I really didn’t have anything to say. I couldn’t imagine doing a whole retreat. I didn’t have that much information to impart. I’m not a Bible-teacher, I’m not a scholar, I’m not a renowned speaker. I agreed to pray about it and let them know. Prior to that I realized that I enjoy doing training for my teachers at school. I researched some fun ways to teach certain subjects to the teachers and I really enjoyed doing it. And I got some feedback that it was a fun day of learning. So, why was I able to do it? I think it was because the subject matter was something I know about. I work with children everyday and have worked with them for over 20 years and I know my craft. As I was thinking about that, I thought about the women’s retreat and I thought about what I would say to the women. My Pastor at the time was talking about how we all had a story to tell about our life and that we should share it with others. Also, the marketers that I work with also talk about telling your story to your clientele so they get to know you. And I thought that I could probably tell my story. The story of my life, of my spiritual journey to know Jesus as my personal Savior and how that decision has impacted my life’s journey.
Well, long story short…I did it. I spoke an entire weekend, Friday night, Saturday 3 sessions. It was amazing! I was able to tell about my life’s story and people genuinely listened and, I think, enjoyed it.
We all have a story to tell. We just have to be inspired to tell it. What I realized is that when you tell your story to others, you open yourself up to more intimacy with that person. A connection happens. You don’t have to tell all the details of your life and what you want to keep private you keep private. But, allowing yourself to share with another person is liberating. It has the power to change your life! Really! Don’t take my word for it, share your story with someone and watch what happens.
Give it a try!
Do you have a lot of stuff? I know I do. Sometimes when I see how much “stuff” I have accumulated over the years I wonder just how come I keep it all? A colleague and I were just talking the other day about how stuff becomes way less important in our lives when we have to pay to move it or pay to store it. I would also add if you have to clean it.
What kind of stuff do we have anyway? Is it sentimental? Is it collectible? Is it a family heirloom? Or is it just junk that you’ve let pile up? I would say that my stuff is some of all of the above. And, of course, that’s just my stuff. That doesn’t include my husband’s stuff and if we start talking about that I might just get on a rant.
You see, my husband grew up in the oldest house in Winter Park and it is 3 stories and big. And the attic is the whole 3rd floor so you can imagine the stuff that was in that house. I’m sure it was also fun to explore all of the things up there. My husband’s family also are collectors so there were lots of collections in my husband’s life and still are today. Except…we live in a small house so that makes it harder. Well, I’d better stop about that before I get on my rant.
So, back to stuff. Everybody has it, no one is immune. It’s just a question of degree. Lately I’ve been thinking that the degree of stuff that I have is too much. I’m in the mood to purge. I just hope my husband is okay with my newest campaign to de-clutter our lives.
Now the question is, do I sell the stuff I have or just give it away. I guess that’s a topic for another day.
A couple of Sundays ago our Pastor was talking about new people that come into the church and why they might stay. He was saying that some have told him that it just “feels” right. As I sat there listening my mind started to wander. I know, I know, that never happens to you during sermons, right? Well, my mind wandered and I started thinking about how I have heard many, many people say that they toured a lot of Preschools but when they walked into ours that it just “felt” right. I have always wondered exactly what that meant and how did our school hit the magic “feelings” button.
When I first started here at the Preschool in 1995 as Music and Movement teacher, I didn’t know that I was walking into a school that was having some deep problems. Within my first year of teaching here I got right in the middle of a feud between the teachers and the Director. Many of the teachers were wanting to go behind the back of the Director and go to the Administrative Board of the church to talk about some of the problems they were having. I wasn’t very happy about that and wanted the teachers to talk directly to the Director and try to work out their differences. I was on the phone a lot after hours just trying to talk to people and hear their concerns and see if we couldn’t fix the problem. Needless to say, the year was not the most pleasant one of my career.
When I became the Director I made a promise that we would all try to work in harmony with one another since we were all sisters in Christ and part of God’s family. We were called to love one another and work out our differences according to the Matthew 18 principle that I have tried to live by and have challenged and required my teachers to live by.
Here I am going on my 17th year as Director and I am still being told that people “feel” a difference when they walk in the door. Is it because we honor God here at our school? Is it because we try to love each other in spite of the problems we face each day? Is it because when that parent walks through the door they are not treated like just a client of ours but like a member of our family? I like to think it is all of the above and more.
So, now when someone says our school “feels” different, I just smile and thank God that I get to work in a place where we make a difference and where the families feel secure in leaving their children here.
We love our families! I think people know that…even just when they walk through the door.
Have a great day!