Ending the Week

Well it is the end of the week here & I am antsy to do get into next week already. So much has gone on in my heart this week yet so little has gone on in my schedule. It seems like God works that way sometimes. He loves the stillness so that we can finally tune in to what he is trying to say. Well next week we will return to a bit more of a schedule. Kurto starting in the Justice House of Prayer & both of us going down to the Call. It is challenging to my heart to weigh out these things. What do I do about Israel & driving 10 hrs one day, going to an all day prayer conference the next and then back in the car. It sounds terrible & wonderful all at the same time. Used to just jump at the chance to go anywhere and do anything yet with a child it is different. I find myself weighing in on "is this too much for Izzy? Is this fair to him? Am I just crazy?". But then I feel my spirit saying "yes it is ok. Izzy was made for this & you are too". Being a forerunner is strange, often misunderstood and more often than all of this sometimes crazy. But God is crazy too. He wants me to be crazy about Him, for Him & let His craziness (in the most respectful way) shine through me (even in weird circumstances). Being a forerunner mom seems a bit off the edge. I am realizing though that Izzy is just one step ahead of that. I am in continually learning mode as to how much he already functions in the realm of the Spirit & in his little heart with worship & prayer. I must go because of who he is and who God has called him to be.

Weaver boys

This was a great treat to watch. I came back from the gym just in time to snap up these fun pictures. I love watching Israel play with his daddy. These pictures capture it all.

Israel

Israel has said a lot of funny things lately.
"We love each other" (talking about cowboy our cat)
"Your not going to spank me, I'm not in trouble" (if only you could hear the tone in this one right after he does something he knows he shouldn't)
"String cheesy! String cheesy!"(he does a little dance every time he eats string cheese.)
"1,2,3,5,6,7,9,10. I did it!"
"Um... (looking into the fridge) what should I have?"

- just a few funny things -

Kurto countdown

Well it is the end of day 2 and I am a tired single mommy. Makes me miss Kurto! He is back tomorrow. Funny how the house lets loose when Kurto is away. I'm slowly getting the mad dash to get it back together. Flowers to do tonight and some last minute cleaning up after church tomorrow. Izzy & I have had a great weekend. I am a bit tired from my midnight painting. I like the gray & I think Kurto will too! Off to do flowers!

Pop Quiz

After hearing today at noon that my flowers got shipped from Equador to California instead of Missouri for a wedding that is THIS Sunday what did I do? (Kurto is out of town so it is just Izzy & I for a few days).

A) Go shopping
B) Break my fast and have a shot of espresso rather than decaf in an Iced Grande
Single Vanilla NonFat Latte
C) Stay up til 1am painting my bedroom gray
D) All of the above

If you answered all of the above you are a winner. Izzy & I had a full day. We were all over the map: trecked downtown to the flower mart, slushy for Izzy in the afternoon, Starbucks for mom, a gallon of paint for my crazy stress level, and some new curtains on off a gift card (thank you Kurto).

KC Zoo

We went to the zoo on Tuesday. So cheap! So much fun! We were there all day and saw so many fun things. It was a great age to take Izzy. I'll let the pics tell our story.

little hearts

Today I have been refreshed. Today I have encountered the heart of God for the next generation. Today I am amazed at the kids around here. There are so many little guys wandering the prayer room and actually praying and singing and dancing. I love to watch this!!! I am so blessed to have Israel raised in this environment. I am a happy mom today.

Izzy buns

This is how Israel likes to play with his race cars. He sits in the middle. So cute.

Day 10

Well in a short explanation I will try to explain. Something has struck my heart with this fast. The fast seemed so blurry, so long, so vague until I had this major revelation while driving a few days ago. Forty days for forty years = one day per year = an actual year to pray and repent for in our nation. This personalized and changed everything. I do not need to look ahead at how long, I need to see the shortness of only one day to represent courses of action that took place over an entire year. I have been doing some research and will post one thing each day that I am focusing on for prayer/repentance/God to break through in our nation.

Day 10 = 1976
This was a turning point year in our nation morally. This is what I found happened.

Karen Ann Quinlan was the Terri Schiavo of the 1970s.

The photo of Quinlan that circulated around the country in newspapers and on TV news shows helped galvanize both sides of the debate, which came down to this: Did Quinlan's parents have the right to disconnect their daughter's respirator? Doctors wanted to keep life support going even though nearly everyone agreed that Quinlan had lapsed into a vegetative state and was never going to recover.

Her parents' lawsuit was heard by the New Jersey Supreme Court, which ruled unanimously in 1976 that the hospital had to obey the Quinlans' wishes.

This was a chance for our nation to stand up for life. The doctors desired to maintain life. The courts ruled with death. Almost forty years later and the courts ruled again with death. This was a turning point in our nation in the spiritual aspect of an evil that is so deep. It is the spirit of murder that we need as a nation to repent of.

Day 8

Today is the end of week one for the fast. We are honored to take part in it as a fam although I must say that I need a change in salad dressing pronto. =-) We spent the weekend with the Weissmanns helping them move in (and moving in temporarily) with them. I think Israel liked going to bed at 10:30 after playing with Sophia all day. Our floors are finally dry and finished and we shall move back upstairs to reclaim our house this afternoon. We are trying to re-establish our disciplines with time so the schedule began this morning. It is actually freedom so I am relieved and tired already (I am going back to 6am schedule). I will post more on the amazing church last night as soon as I can process it some more and put it to words. I am so blessed to live here!

Day 6

(this is my beautiful Kansas City)

Well today is day six and I must say that a week has gone by very fast. The last four days have been busy having company in our home, helping friends move, having Kurto turn 29, and taking time to sit and reflect which believe it or not actually takes time (surprising). I haven't blogged because most of this fast has been so deep and personal and much of how my blog would have gone the past few days would be like "repent, repented some more, wow my ugly heart, um... I want this or that... God please have mercy on me." I like what John said yesterday as he was doing laundry. He said, "Katch think of it this way, forty days is a very short time in considering forty years". Wow this really stuck to my heart. God is merciful in these forty days. It is his wisdom to give us what is actually only a very short amount of time. I am finding that I am aware of the fear of the Lord, and aware of my human heart. I am also aware of the gluten that I usually am. I am taking one day at a time. Today the Lord highlighted this verse.

"O JERUSALEM, JERUSALEM, YOU WHO KILL THE PROPHETS AND STONE THOSE SENT TO YOU, HOW OFTEN I HAVE LONGED TO GATHER YOUR CHILDREN TOGETHER, AS A HEN GATHERS HER CHICKS UNDER HER WINGS, BUT YOU WERE NOT WILLING! lOOK YOUR HOUSE IS LEFT TO YOU DESOLATE. i TELL YOU, YOU WILL NOT SEE ME AGAIN UNTIL YOU SAY 'BLESSED IS HE WHO COMES IN THE NAME OF THE LORD.'" LUKE 13:34