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Dad Reflections

I couldn’t let the night end without recognizing my Poppa Bear’s birthday today. He would’ve been 75 years old. That is worthy of a party for any other 75 year old, but not my PB. He was super shy and would have stopped breathing if we did anything to bring attention to him. He would be loving this pandemic just because he would have mandated permission to stay inside and away from people! Lol! Man, do I miss him!

Normally, the girl cubs and I would release a few balloons on his birthday, but that’s no longer allowed in our state. Cub 3 suggested that we write a prayer on a rocket and let it blast off up to God. Well, that didn’t happen.

Instead, it’s just been a day thinking about him. Seeing him in Cub 2. Staring at the one good picture we have of him. Texting with my Mama Bear and sister cubs about him. Imagining how much joy he would have from interacting with the grand and great grand cubs that have been added to our growing family. I miss him.

My Poppa Bear

Thanks, Poppa Bear, for the sacrifices you made for us.

Thanks, Poppa Bear, for providing for my needs and wants for 29 years.

Thanks, Poppa Bear, for loving me like only you could.

Happy Birthday. I love you.

Mickey Mouse

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Uncertainty is Certain

We have a new law student in the family!

Poppa Bear will officially begin his first week of classes at Mitchell-Hamline School of Law on Monday. Due to coronacation, his first week won’t be on campus in Minnesota as planned; instead he will be locked in his office all day every day until Saturday in virtual classes. Pray for the rest of us!

Speaking of virtual classes, the cubs have about two weeks before they begin their new school year. They weren’t too excited to learn that their school schedules will require them to wake up like a real school day. Cub 2’s day begins at 7:30 and Cub 3’s day starts at 8:30. I’m going to start Cub 4’s day at 9:00, I think. We are setting up desks and planning for each cub to have their own workspace. Having all three working at the kitchen table together was a nightmare. The teacher in me LOVES getting everything and everyone organized and ready for a successful year!

In other news, we had another quarantine birthday in the Party of Six. Cub 3 turned twelve years old on the 31st! She had a great day! We bought her an artist’s desk for her room and we took her to her favorite craft store for a shopping spree. She has been painting, drawing, crocheting, and making pottery daily.

Our new 12 year old!
Searching for something to draw or paint.
Twelve candles in her Cinnabons

Well, we’ve hit the five month mark of our coronacation here in Maryland and all is as well as can be expected, I guess. Are we at the point in this pandemic where we all know at least one person who has had the virus? Each time I hear about someone having the virus and the many different reactions to it, I have to admit that I get a little anxious. I sneeze or sniff and automatically wonder if I should take my temperature. In addition to those battling the virus, there are those who are suffering with restrictions and mandates. We see this every time there’s another news story about someone losing it over having to wear a mask in public. I read about a library having to close after reopening because a man went up and down the aisles coughing and spitting on books after being asked to wear his mask. Or what about the lady who filmed herself destroying a mask display at Target? Can we say mental breakdown? I have a feeling that the longer our coronacation lasts, the more we’ll read similar stories. I read Psalm 91 on a nightly basis and I thought I’d share some of God’s promises with you all just in case you need to be reassured some nights, too.

The Lord is my refuge, my place of safety, he is my God, and I trust him. (verse 2)

He will rescue you from every trap and protect you from deadly disease. (verse 3)

Though a thousand fall at your side, though ten thousand are dying around you, these evils will not touch you. (verse 7)

He will order his angels to protect you wherever you go. (verse 11)

The Lord says, “I will rescue those who love me. I will protect those who trust in my name. When they call on me, I will answer; I will be with them in trouble. (verses 14-15)

So good, right? God’s word always brings a sense of peace and comfort to my mind and spirit. Especially in this season of uncertainty. You should read the entire Psalm when you get a chance.

Be blessed, blog family!

Mama Bear

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It Is What It Is

Do you know what I would love to do?

I would absolutely love to sit in my Mama Bear’s lap like when I was younger and just listen to her breathe and talk. My ear smashed up against her chest as it slowly raised and lowered my head.

That. Was. Happiness.

Attempting that today would be comical for so many reasons – mainly my *clears throat* size.

Our house has been our home and the school and the office and the church sanctuary since March. Friday the 13th to be exact. We needed a break. We are on a family road trip because we just needed a change of scenery. In addition to our normal travel bag of snacks for the road, we also have a travel bag of masks, gloves, hand sanitizers, wipes, and cleaners. We even found toilet seat covers, soap sheets, and compressed towels in case our bathroom stops were lacking supplies.

New travel essentials.
Love these little compressed towels. Just add water!

We don’t have much planned while away because, like I said, it’s more about the change of scenery for us. No worries! There will be lots of mask wearing, social distancing and eating in. Also, I have this great new accessory that is keeping me from being great.

This is my new friend for the next four months.

This road trip is much different and I expect that future road trips will look the same. Just like me trying to lay on my Mama Bear’s chest as an adult wouldn’t be comfortable for either of us because we have both changed, we have to come to grips with the fact that Rona has changed what life will look like in the days, months, and years ahead. It is what it is whether we like it or not. Rona is a hot mess and she doesn’t care about my feelings unfortunately. However, I DO get to choose what happiness looks like for me in spite of her.

The bad news? Your happy isn’t going to look the same as it did pre-Rona.

The good news? You get to design what happiness looks like for you during and post-Rona!

I’m choosing to soak up an enormous amount of family time away from home with Poppa Bear and the cubs for a few days. How are you choosing to create your new happy?

They make me happy!

Mama Bear