Yesterday, I am innocently working in the kitchen. Minding my own business, preparing a meal for company. When my son, Jordan came to the Kitchen to get a drink. My husband says to me" Umm... Gina, I think Jordan is taller than you." I told him NO! He wasn't. Only Brooklyn was taller. Jason said " Stand back to back" I said " ok, but just so you know, he is not taller than me." Mean while, Jordan is laughing and talking smack to his "short" mom. We stand back to back... and the verdict is... Jordan is taller than me! How did this happen???? I now have two children who are taller than me! That is not suppose to happen! ok- well it is but already????? Time moves to quickly. Our babies grow up and the become men and women. We don't get to make all of their decisions anymore and we don't get to kiss away their hurts. I wish we did. I know that the next 10 years of parenting will probably be way harder than the last 10. Our kids will face things I can't imagine. Am I praying enough for them? Do they know that their mom and dad love them? Do they have the tools they need to be effective in the world today? Do they know my Jesus as their Jesus? I stand with all of you parents that are in the midst of raising your kids. We have an incredible God given job. I know that I can't do it without him. Kiss your little ones an extra time tonight. Hold them a little longer when they want to be rocked because soon, and I mean soon... they will be taller than you!

Today has just been one of those days, where I realize I need God. I mean there is so much going on in our lives that I don't understand and Is so much bigger than me. That I know that I need God. In ever aspect of my life, I need him to give me clear direction and guidance. I have  been doing a lot of thinking about prayer. And how vital that is to everything I do. I feel called to strengthen my prayer life. To engage in the spiritual warfare that is needed to protect my family, to lead the ministry that God has called me too, and everything else that is going on in my world and the world around me. The question was ask by my pastor, "do we believe in the power of the Holy Spirit? I have been really convicted by that. Because I think in my heart many times I have doubts about this thing or that when I pray. So, I am trying to be more intentional in my prayer life. I see the need for this to be a stronger area in my life. I want my kids to know that everyday, their mom lifts them up in prayer. That everyday, I pray for their protection, their futures, their choices. I want Jason to know that no matter what we are going through, I am right here beside him, praying for him and with him. I want those that call me Pastor, to know when they tell me their needs and request that I am really praying. I want my sisters, and other family to know that no matter what I am praying for them. Prayer- do we really believe in the power of the Holy Spirit? I have been challenged. I want to see some miracles in occur in my world. * Home, * Children * Church * Nation and all around me. I know that God is Great. He can do the immeasurably more. !

Time marches on and the beginning of another new school year has begun. I have can't believe that I have 3 kids in Middle school. 8th, 7th and 6th. It just doesn't seem possible. Kailyn is the only one left in grade school. I know that kids have to grow up, and I want them too but sometimes it just seems overwhelming. The kids like their teachers - at least so far. And getting back into routine is helpful for me because I can get a little more work done when they aren't at home. Last week, I started having the 3 older ones do their own laundry. This has helped me so much. I know it is still new so they are keeping up with it. So for now, I will just be happy they are doing their laundry, and I am only doing Jason's and Kailyn's.
Jason is still job hunting, this is taking much longer than we thought it would. We know that God has a plan and in his perfect time, he will make it clear, but sometimes it is so hard to wait.
The new building at church is almost done, and I will be so glad for it to be over. Working in a construction zone everyday is not easy or fun. There is alot of work to get done before the big day. I encourage you to come on September 13th, it is our first service in the new building.