We moved!

Yes, I realize there are more cobwebs on this blog than in the crawlspace under our house...but I'm coming out from the dusty bunnies long enough to blog that "WE HAVE MOVED!" It's a long story that I hope to have the chance to tell someday soon, but for now suffice it to say that we are living in a single-family dwelling, built in the 1950's, original wood floors, Army house on Fort Campbell.  It is in a great neighborhood with wonderful neighbors and LOADS of kids.  We have been here for just over a month and love the location.  A picture is worth a thousand words, so here's to being succinct!

Give us this day our daily banana bread...

My husband and I were deep in the midst of a comatose-like sleep in the early hours following first light when I faintly heard the light clanking sound.  It had been a long night following a long weekend of camping with our two li'l arrows.  We'd been awakened three times - twice to the sound of our CO detector chirping (bad batteries!) and once to the sound of Cindy Lou Who needing help with her sheets 'cause she'd had an accident.  In my sleepy-stupor, I assumed the light clankity-clank was the sound of dishes but drifted back to sleep before that thought aroused any anxiety within me.  Soon after, we awakened to the sound of our bedroom door popping open as a shaggy brown-headed boy with the longest eyelashes you've ever seen moseyed into our room.  He gave us hugs and good morning love, and then proceeded to inform us about all the deeds he'd been up doing.  I wasn't surprised, but rather delighted, as a lot of our recent "talks" have centered around responsibility, chores, and taking initiative.  Somewhere in his list-of-pride I heard the words "set the table and made breakfast".  My heart smiled while my nerves cringed.  I quickly gave my self a self-talk and reminded said self that initiative was more important than perfection.  Or a clean kitchen. (which, I might add, had been cleaned just before going to bed.)  His father and I gave him verbal praise and encouraged him with words of affirmation.  Our son smiled broadly and went on about his morning.  And a few minutes later my husband and I were both up and starting down the hall.  That sweet, seven-year-old boy had indeed done many helpful things all of his own accord - made beds (yes, plural!), let our dogs out, dressed himself, etc.  But the one that touched me the most was breakfast.  He had set the table (with our good dishes, not our breakfast dishes) and had done it "fancy style".  You see, we have two ways of setting the table.  #1 - just getting the dishes and utensils to the table. #2 - Fork on the left atop a napkin, knife on the right, spoon next to that, and plate in the middle.  He had chosen the latter.  Each place setting had a FULL, LARGE cup of that person's favorite beverage (hubby had sweet tea for breakfast!).  And atop each plate was a pop-tart and a slice of the banana bread I'd made the night before (carb loading!).  The bread slices appeared to have been cut with a jig saw - disfigured, misshapen, crumbly -  so I followed the trail of bread crumbs back to the kitchen.  I was relieved to find no jig saw knife anywhere, but instead a dull butter knife next to what remained of the loaf.  I turned to look at that tan, handsome kid and noticed his look of pride as he gestured with a Vanna White-like wave to show me where my chair was. 

And that was when it hit me.  Is this how God feels?  We children- who love Him deeply and want to serve in His Kingdom - we do our best with our finite resources and our human limitations to love with all our heart, soul, and mind.  We take what we know and combine it with what we are capable of doing and ask His blessing.  We.Try.So.Hard!  And then we step back, to admire our work and to await the praise of our loving Father.  Then He - who loves us more than life itself - blesses our efforts (He gives the increase!), and continually showers us with grace upon grace.  He continues to call us into His service and chooses to use us, in spite of our short comings and failures.  He.Delights.In.Us!  In that moment, I was reminded that the weight is not on us to achieve perfection or to do our tasks exactly as a perfect, omniscient God would do.  After all, even our best efforts are still like jig sawed banana bread slices.  Paul says in the New Testament that our righteousness is as filthy rags, and that we are saved by grace through faith, not by our works so that no one can brag on themselves. Jesus is our righteousness!  It is not because of what we do that make us His beloved; it's because of who we are: blood-bought souls whom He redeemed through the sacrifice of His very Son.  Now we can give our best efforts, not in order to seek His approval (we're already approved!), but because we are crazy in love with the Lover of our souls and His love compels us to action.  No, it's not our attempts at perfection that make Him smile.  God is interested in our hearts - eager to be obedient, passionate about His Kingdom, and joyful to serve others. 

And with that realization, I sat in my chair, which now felt more like a throne.  The royal family joined me and we clasped our hands to pray.  I thanked our King for little hands eager to serve, for the "feast" before us, and for the gift of the day ahead.  With the close of an 'Amen', we began to eat our royal vittles...one crumb at a time.

Little Man

To our sweet D-boy,
You are about to turn seven?!  That blows this mama's mind!  Your birthday invitation says you will be "transforming" into a seven year old soon, but it doesn't feel like a transformation to me.  It seems like you were born yesterday and some magic trick happened to turn you into a little man overnight.  You embody everything that is "boy".  You are noisy.  You love to kiss on your mama.  You like to sweat.  You have a voice and you long to be heard.  You are fiercely protective of your little sister.  You are a leader looking for a people to lead.  You are handsome.  You have your daddy's muscles and your mama's eyelashes.  You love cars, action figures, Legos, and of all things, you like to read!  This year I have had the privelege to do what few mama's can: watch your mind expand and grow through homeschooling.  What a delight it's been to watch as you discover something new or finally understand what was once foreign, and on goes the light bulb.  You are good at math and you could do science four times a day.  You love Jesus, and though you haven't yet trusted him as your personal Savior, you are SO close to that "aha!" moment too.  I have a prayer card just for you and I pray it over you every chance I get.  Some of my petitions to the Lord are that He:

• show you that Godliness with contentment is true greatness
• stir within you a hunger for His word and a passion for prayer
• show us how to help you develop the talents and gifts He has bestowed upon you
• help you to one day be a faithful husband (or single man) in a fallen world
• allow you to experience first hand the rewards of keeping your word
• impress upon you to take hold of the abundant life He has for you
• show you love from lust, and that you choose love every time

Little man, your daddy and I love you so very much. You are to me what Samuel was to Hannah.  We look forward with excitement and anticipation for the years to come, longing to see how you'll grow...inside and out.

So thankful

My sweet husband gave me a fabulous idea.  He encouraged me to post all of my Facebook "thankful things" from the month of November onto my blog.  What better time to do so than deep in the heart of the giving season?  This blog is nothing if not a tribute to the journey God has placed us on.  I would be so remiss not to recount His deeds and glorify His name.  So, here they are!...

• Day 1: thankful for the sound of my 6 yr old reading me a story right now :-)
• Thankfulness day #2: Thankful for my man's man who has done 4 loads of laundry and unloaded the dishwasher 3 times...this week! I love you and am thankful for each night our heads lay side by side.
• Day #3 of thankfulness -- FINALLY getting to be "attendees" at a strong bonds event. Having a great time laughing our way to a better marriage!  Also, SO thankful for grandparents willing to take on our kids for the weekend! Thanks Mom & Dad!
• Thankfulness day #4: Thankful for the material blessings God has afforded me and my family throughout our lives. He is such a generous God and lavishes upon us grace after grace. All is grace!
• Thankfulness day #5: thankful for 54 days completed in this homeschool year! So many lessons learned and hills climbed. :-)
• Thankfulness day #6: Thankful for my husband who was not afraid to surrender to God's calling on his life (even though his bride wasn't sure) The signature line on his email reads: Serving God, Serving Soldiers, Enjoying every minute!
• Thankfulness day 7: Thankful for the richness and power of the Word of God. Never changing and always applicable!
• Day 8 of thankfulness: Grateful for parents who nurtured in me a will to persevere, a drive to work hard, and the importance of getting things right. From sports to academia to spirituality, they encouraged me to give it my all and best. Thanks Mom & Dad!
• Day 9 of thankfulness: I'm thankful for the perks that military life offers. For all the bum raps it gets, it really does have its pluses. For example? Four day weekends surrounding federal holidays. Hurray for this four-day!!!
• Day 10 of thankfulness: Thankful for the 2 "arrows" God blessed our lives with. Such a measure of trust it is when He places these precious lives into our hands! Enjoying a blanket fort and Tom & Jerry this morning. I hope this never ends! :-D
• Day 11 of thankfulness: Grateful for all our veterans past & present who sacrificed so much... and sometimes gave their all. And to the families of veterans, who have supported and loved their service member... and sometimes had to say the ultimate good bye Thank you!!!
• Thankfulness day 12: Grateful for the family I inherited on our wedding day. Tim's mother and father gave him a legacy thru their faithful example of keeping their commitment to each other and living out their faith. Thanks, Shelley, for being the first female in his life and getting him familiar with the ways of a woman! :-D
• Thankfulness day #13: Thankful for my sister and the joys she has brought to my life. There was no more exciting news when I was five years old than to hear that I was going to be a big sister to a little sister :-) Praying for you today, Elizabeth, as you start this new adventure of a new job.
• Day 14 of thankfulness: SOOOO grateful for this... "In death, in life, I'm confident and covered by the power of Your great love! My debt is paid, there's nothing that can separate my heart from Your great love!!"
• Day 15 and 16 of thankfulness (because I forgot yesterday :-)... I was reminded this week to be thankful for both the good and the bad in life. As I learn more and more about the sovereignty of Christ, it is becoming clear that He works both out for His best and the good of those who love and follow Him. All is grace!!
• Thankfulness day #17: Thankful for the little things today... Like farm fresh eggs from the Browns, a Starbucks latte hand delivered to my front door by a friend, and enough spare time for a soak in the tub. :-)
• Thankfulness day #18: Thankful for the gift God gave us in the form of music...speaks to the soul the way words can't.
• Day 19 of thankfulness: Thankful for the seasons and their constant change. It gives such beautiful life to our world. What a wonderful Creator!
• Thankfulness day #20: thankful for doctors, nurses, pharmacists, medical personnel, medicine, and the Great Physician!
• So, I fell off my thankfulness bandwagon, thanks to an illness that knocked out 3/4 of us Raburns...but now that we're feeling better...I'm 3 days worth of thankful for great times with family, overall good health, and the wonderful freedoms we enjoy in this great nation. God bless America!

And just for kicks...

• Reason #418 I love my husband: After a chilly pre-sunrise run, I came home to our indoor Christmas lights on, Christmas music on, fireplace on, and coffee brewing :-)

Merry Christmas from our family to yours!

 

 And Happy New Year, too!

Amish adventure

We spent some time today with some of our new friends from Fort Campbell and hit the roads of Kentucky on an Amish adventure.  There is a loop of roads not far from our home that lead to one Amish farm after another.  Everything from tomatoes to honey to beef to giant mums!  We were able to count this trip towards schooling as a field trip.  Not only did the kids get a great lesson in agriculture but also in CULTURE as well!  We saw cattle, sheep, cattle dogs, pumpkins, flowers, gardens, a greenhouse, an Amish bakery, a buggy, and a bulk food store.  While visiting the cows at one of the farms, the kids and I took note that one particular cow had a cow tag on its ear that read "12-24-11" (its date of birth, we assumed) and was named "Noel".  Too cute!

I couldn't resist this picture...as we were walking away, a group of them seemed to approach rather quickly, as if to say, "Hey! Where ya goin'?"  To which I wanted to reply outloud, "To eat more chicken!"

Alas, not many pictures were taken during this escapade.  At times it was all I could do to wrangle my two and take in the sights myself.  I find it refreshing to drive to rural areas such as this one and soak in the scenery of the simpler way of life that the Amish lead.  The fields that go on forever, the green pastures, the quietness, and yes, even the smell of farm life!   It is good for the soul.

 

 

We finished up our outing as the cows would have wished...eating more chicken!  Our gaggle of kids played their hearts out while us Army wives enjoyed some good food and conversation.  Perfect way to end the morning!

 

 

Thank you, God, for this new group of gals you've brought into my life.  Thank you for how they are making the foreign seem more familiar.  Thank you for the sights and sounds of rural life.  Thank you for the touches of grace that abound in nature. The whole earth is full of Your glory! (Is 6:3)

Trash to treasure

The school year is marching forward at a steady pace.  Homeschooling is in full swing and so far things are going well.  My biggest challenge is keeping our 3 year-old occupied and calm while I attempt to work with our first grader!  I knew it would be this way so it is no surprise to me.  Last week I saw evidences of both of them falling in line with the routine we've been trying to establish, which is a VERY good thing!  The Lord provided a preschool opportunity for our sweet 3 year-old girl, so 2 days a week she gets to go hang out with her new friends and do her "school" with Ms. "Esser" (Esther).  The highlights of this week will be our first homeschool field trip and a road trip to see grandparents.

Chaplain recently returned from an field exercise back on the east coast, affectionately called a JOAX.  He got to see his men and women close up in action as they piloted, supplied, refueled, and air assaulted.  It was a great introduction for him being so new to an aviation battalion. He even got to go up in a "bird", as they call them. Soon he will be heading out again for more training.  This time for even longer.  Every soldier is called upon to be ready at a moment's notice, but what does that mean?  LOTS of training.

Everytime I look at this picture I can hear his voice say, "This is your captain speaking..." Oh, I crack me up.



 

We are continuing to try to find our niche here at this new post.  We have connected with a few families in our off-post neighborhood, but most of our neighbors seem to enjoy their serenity and anonimity.  Which is completely fine and is within their every right.  We are finding other outlets of connection and community: Taekwondo, PWOC, Chapel, AWANA, Adult Bible Study, Worship Team, etc.  Most of those activities mean a trip onto post.  Our frequent trips through the gate have had me contemplating the fact that we live off-post but have such an on-post lifestyle.  For me, it is important that we support my husband and his ministry, as well as the ministries of the chapels and chaplains.  So we NEED to be on-post.  All of this, though, has equated to me questioning our decision to live off-post.  Chaplain and I discussed and rehashed all of this recently and came back to the same conclusion that God has us here for a reason. (Duh! Surprised?)  Too many incidences point to the fact that God wanted us here. Or at least wants us here for now.  I can't say that we may not move onto post at some point.  But I can't focus on that right now.  I have to stay honed in on blooming where I'm planted now, not thinking about transplanting!  Seeds of discontentment grow too easily in the soil of regret and second-guessing.

 

I thought I would share a few an obnoxious amount of pictures with you of a recent Sunday afternoon.  Our project was making a tire swing (and by our, I mean his).  But I also snapped a few photos of the kids and one of our dogs doing their own thing while Dad flexed and sweated.  Stay tuned to the end -- their is a moral to this story!

 

This tire used to belong on my SUV.  But a run in with a certain curb rendered it useless to me.  But I'll get to that later.  Said tire is now set to become a swing...

 Wow, he has alot of muscles...Oh, I digress already?!  Anyways, first step was putting drainage holes into the bottom of the tire/swing.  You know, for rain and stuff.



More drainage holes.   I just wanted to show how big this drill bit is!

First coat of spray paint.  Who wants a black, rubbery booty? 

 What's 'a matter, dog?  So bored it's like watching paint dry?

Second coat.  That is SUCH a good hair cut.   Again, I digress!

Out with the old hardware...

 

...and in with the new.

Chain leading to the tire swing.

Here's where I really digress.  Forsaking all that was going on outside, leaving children to fend for themselves and dogs to run willy-nilly, I headed inside to finish/make dinner.  Corn had been roasting on the grill outside and was perfectly done.  Yumm!

More digressing...Let me just say I am SO glad that I let a dear friend talk me into getting one of these.  They are wonderful to cook in.  I can't wait for cold weather and slow cooking in this baby! 

This is the delicious product of slow cooking in that baby!  Enough with the digressing! 

 And this is what happens when you go inside to finish dinner.  Your husband finishes his project!

Our clan enjoying a yummy meal and celebrating Dad's workmanship.

 

Now, for the promised moral.  This tire, which had to be taken off of my vehicle due to a run-in with the curb, had become useless to me.  What's more, it was a source of embarassment (my own fault!) and had cost us quite a chunk-o-change to replace.  Now?  It has been redeemed!  It is going to serve as a source of joy and fun for my sweet kiddos.  Sounds alot like what God does for us!





From the tarheel state to the volunteer state

Two months.  Two months ago today we started our journey from the East Coast inland.  We coupled our move-time with chaplain's leave-time and took our sweet-time getting to our new home!  A trip to our see our Alabama family was followed up with a trip to a Florida beach, sans kiddos!  Tim and I enjoyed our chance to be alone together, altough with an impending move-in of all our wordly goods looming over our heads it was a bit hard to fully relax.  God was good, as always, and enabled us to get through the whole relocating process safely and enjoy our family along the way.

Chaplain has been assigned to an aviation brigade and is the chaplain for one of their battalions.  He ministers to alot of helicopter pilots and their support personnel.  It hasn't been too drastic of a change for him coming from an intelligence unit to this aviation one.  He is also settling in at his place of ministry within our chapel.  God has blessed Fort Campbell with a beautiful, new chapel that rivals some civilian churches in terms of space and stature.  It will house the weekly AWANA meetings as well as PWOC.  This past Easter Sunday was their first Sunday to have services.  We excitedly anticipate what God will be doing in and through this chapel ministry!

At this duty station we are living off post.  God provided a lovely home for us to rent from a Christ-centered couple who have been very kind and generous towards us every step of the way.  Good landlords make ALL the difference!  On the down side, we just traded a street full of military families who were like family to us for a street full of people we don't know and are having a HARD time getting TO know.  This has been a real shock to my system and to the kids' too.  They went from having 6 friends to call on within a 300 ft radius on any given day to knowing NO one.  A couple of families reached out to us right away, and for that we are grateful.  We are building friendships with them and their children.  But the openness and instant sense of community, the immediate sense of having things in common is definitely gone.  We are having an ice cream social in our driveway this weekend in the hopes of luring out more families.  I don't mean to complain; our home is lovely and the community is a nice one.  Being military and living off post isn't bad, it's just different.  VERY different.  It makes you feel less, well, military!  Not hearing the bugles every day, not seeing soldiers do PT from your kitchen window, not being 2 blocks from the barracks... it's just different.  Who cares? you might wonder.  Why does it matter?  In the grand scheme of things, it doesn't.  My husband is still Army and his day job is the same.  Still, I think I felt that I could be supportive of and be a part of Army life better when we were living on the post.  I am wondering, and only time will tell, if chaplain will like it here better.  Maybe he will come home and feel like he is truly off duty, with little to no signs of military life anywhere.  A silver lining, perhaps.

Another decision that our family has made is to homeschool.  There were many factors that led to this decision, the biggest was God's conviction on my heart that this was best for our son at this time.  I am considering this a God given adventure that was meant to be handled one day at a time (with a li'l bit of prep work beforehand ;-). Curriculums have been selected, lesson plans have been made, and a start date has been set!  At our last duty station, the Lord provided several outside-the-home ministry positions for me to take part in - I am so grateful for those opportunities and learned so much about the Lord and about ministering to others.  I am not sure what the Lord will have me be involved in here, but I know that the bulk of it will be home-eduating my kids.

For now?  We are sucking the last bits of life out of our summer!  Woohoo!  Thank you so much to all who prayed us through the journey of the last two months. I dare say I speak for all of us when I say that we are not looking forward to another PCS anytime soon!  But it is such a comfort and encouragement to know that when we do, we have you all to lift us up in prayer.

For God and Country...