Change

This weekend marks the 2 year mark since we moved up here to Kansas City. Amazing how quickly time goes by! It's been a rough road, let me tell you. We moved up here with so much baggage, so many wounds that it took us a full year to begin to feel "normal" again. Although I seriously question what "normal" really feels like! God is so faithful to take our weak, willing hearts and heal us when we ask him to. I remember that was my prayer every day. "Lord, please heal this part of my heart that has been betrayed, been damaged." He was faithful to teach us how to forgive, that forgiveness is not just something that you do once and are done with. But forgiveness is something you choose and walk out on a daily basis. I remember the agony of this "walking out" process. But you know what I remember most? I woke up one morning and something felt different. I quickly realized that my heart was healed, was whole again. It was awesome!
That was year one. Year two has been a different story. Searching to find what the Lord would have us do. A longing for "community" has taken over. There was the joy and heartache of the birth of our second son, Josiah. That has taken us about 5 levels higher in trusting that God is truly in control of our lives.
We are about to enter year three. Seth and I both feel an urgent sense of change in our lives. We must pursue God's heart because that is what He is calling us to. We are beginning to feel stirrings of our destiny. That the choices we make today will forever affect our lives, our ministry to anyone outside of ourselves. He is calling all of us to greater intimacy with Him for so many reasons but also for the greatest- that we might know Him more!
It's time to walk away from the "old" and walk into the "new". Our past got us here but it does not need to guide us where we are going. We and so many people that we know are at a crossroads. About to make choices that will forever change the course of our lives. Will we choose to walk the way with fear and anxiety of the unknown or will we walk it in freedom, knowing we cannot save ourselves?
I'm very curious what this next year will hold. Hopefully new friendships. I seek His redemption in this area. Hopefully new songs. Because He has been working deep in our hearts. Hopefully greater revelation and vision. Because without it, we perish.

It's a'gonna be a girl

I announced a few months back that little Gianna is going to be a big sister come October. The great news is that Gianna gets to be a big sister to a little sister. We wait in anticipation to meet this new little one. If she's as half as cool as her big sister, then she'll be all right!

Potty Talk

I grew up with a brother. I married a man. I gave birth to 2 boys. You would think that by now, I would be completely used to all the "potty talk" that has met my ears. You would think! I try to embrace the world of boys. Some days are easier than others.
From the age of 2, Elijah has played around with different words, bodily functions, and reactions that he gets from Mommy. My favorite, probably because it was so innocent, was when he was at the beginning stage of potty training. He would sit on the toilet and grunt. Then he would say, in the cutest voice ever, "I can't reach it!".
As time went on, Seth kindly layed down a mandate in the house that will hopefully last through the boys' growing years. -When Mommy is around, there will be no activity involving natural gas-. I appreciate that more than Seth will ever know.
So because of Seth's example, Eli isn't really obnoxious about "boy stuff". It just comes out naturally sometimes. Today we had one of those moments. Eli had just finished his "business" so I had to go in and clean him up. He then gave me a nugget of his own wisdom-

"Mom, when I tell you that I don't have to go anymore,

that means I have finished pooping.........in Spanish."

All I had to say to that was "Wow".

In other news, Josiah made his mullet-lovin' Uncle Adam proud today. He woke up with what could only be described as a crazy baby mullet. I just had to share...

Splish Splash

I woke up this morning to the sounds of splashing and giggling. I peeked out my bedroom window and found Eli in his newly blown up pool, drinking hose water. Seth woke up a bit earlier than me and used up much of his hot air to blow up the pool.(Maybe that is every wife's solution. "Honey, I think it's time to blow up the pool now. Too much excess hot air.") Not wanting to leave Josiah out of the fun, I decided to take him and sit in the pool with him. No one told me how frigid the water was! Ahhh well, the sacrifices a mother makes...

Oh the DRAMA

I believe the teething monster has come to visit us again. Poor Josiah. His little moods swing faster than a first-trimester pregnant woman's. Because he is just plain miserable. Just in case you don't believe me, I present to you a documented case of 10 minutes in the life of Josiah D. Macchi...











I think teeth should come ordered like a good set of dentures. Baby turning 9 months? Here ya go...just pop those suckers in and they will last a good 6 or 7 years. This long, drawn out process is just killin' me...killin' me, I say!

What is your theological worldview?

You scored as Evangelical Holiness/Wesleyan. You are an evangelical in the Wesleyan tradition. You believe that God's grace enables you to choose to believe in him, even though you yourself are totally depraved. The gift of the Holy Spirit gives you assurance of your salvation, and he also enables you to live the life of obedience to which God has called us. You are influenced heavly by John Wesley and the Methodists.

Evangelical Holiness/Wesleyan
86%
Emergent/Postmodern
79%
Neo orthodox
61%
Fundamentalist
57%
Charismatic/Pentecostal
50%
Reformed Evangelical
50%
Classical Liberal
46%
Modern Liberal
32%
Roman Catholic
18%


What's your theological worldview?
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-I'm not sure why this interested me, but it did. Just out of curiosity, if you take this quiz can you comment and let me know what your theology is? Thanks a bunch!!

My Buddy and Me

Last night, Eli and I went on a special date. I took the little man to dinner and then we went to see "Cars", the movie. We had such a great time. I look forward to many, many more of these little "dates" with my boys...

Good Times

Tonight marked a momentous occasion. Seth and I spent some much-needed time together, just the two of us (thank you, thank you Grammy and Papa!). We decided to venture out of our box and went to The Sushi House for dinner. I have always been a fan of sushi but I have never been to an actual sushi restaurant. Here is a play-by-play:

We walk in and are taken aback by how small the place is. Seth and I have a comfort zone in our dining experience and that's a booth in the darkest part of the restaurant. Here, there are no booths. Just very small tables placed really close together. The hostess sits us down in the VERY middle of the restaurant.
We open the menus like we know what we are doing. The server comes to us with a tray and 2 wet wash cloths. Due to my hesitation, he says "Wash your hands." "Oh, okay", I say. He takes our drink orders. We continue to peruse the menu as if we know exactly what we want. We have no clue what we want.
Server comes again and asks us if we are ready. I say "We need help". "Oh, okay", he says. Server is very nice and recommends a combination platter. We ask him about the noodles and he recommends a beef noodle soup. Server then asks if we would like our combination platter on a boat. I say "Yes, that would be great". While walking in, I notice sushi arranged very nicely on raised wooden plates. I think that must be the boat. I say "Yes" and think nothing more of it.
Server brings out yummy Miso soup.
My seat has a great view of the sushi chefs behind their counter. I can't really see what they are making, just their heads over the counter. I notice one chef taking down from the top shelf an actual carved BOAT. An enormous, beautifully carved sailBOAT. The chef begins placing the sushi on this carved phenomenon. All of a sudden, it hits me. That is MY BOAT! In horror, my mind quickly pictures this huge boat on a very small table and the apologies we would be making to our neighbors, "Excuse me, your soy sauce is in the way of my poop deck". So, thankfully, Seth motions to Server and asks if we can have our sushi on a plate instead of the boat. He understands completely and quickly speaks with the sushi chef. From the look on the chef's face, he is none too happy about it.
Our sushi arrives, an artistic masterpiece, on a plain black plate. We sigh in relief and eat every last bite of salmon, tuna, and redtail sushi.
I have to say, I don't think I have laughed this hard in a very long time! I'm sure Server had a good story to tell as soon as we walked out of that door.

Here's to new experiences....

No place like home

Seth finally came home from his eternal job in Arkansas. The boys' faces brightened like nothing else when they saw their daddy walk in the door. Of course, there was immediate wrestling. And the scary thing is...I think I "get" it now.


Seth worked on the University of Arkansas campus (aka. the Razorbacks) so he felt the need to bring Eli something from their sports programs. He bought a hat for him. At first, it looked like Eli had very little interest in the hat. But as the weekend wore on, I rarely saw his head hatless. He even asked me if he could wear it to church.

"Mom, can I please wear my angry pig hat?"