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Started a new blog for my homeschooling

Hi everyone,

If you are interested. I have just started a new blog for our homeschooling journey. Hopefully I will be making regular entries onto it. Hope to see you there and here. šŸ™‚

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it starts with a dream

A few months back we were in the middle of worship at our night service, and we started declaring God’s promises and singing of His love. He was tangibly present and I began to see in my minds eye these boys with snapbacks, I couldn’t see their faces, coming in from the street drawn in by Him (definitely not by the music, as I was playing guitar ;-)). Well I opened my eyes and we began to pray them in and you wouldn’t believe it, but standing at the doorway were these 5 young fellas. They were just staring at us. They walked away, but a few minutes later they came again to the doorway, peering in. We smiled and invited them in but they made some excuse they had to leave.

That was the last we saw of them… that night. I felt it wasn’t the end of us seeing them, and knew we should keep praying for them even though we did not know their names. These are the ones that we know Jesus loves. The ones He calls in. The ones He goes and finds.

It wasn’t until a couple of months ago that we saw the same boys again. We were already having a crazy night. On our bus run to pick up our regular mob, we stopped at one girl’s house and all her sisters and cousins were in town so they hopped on. The night was messy and great. We were nearing the end, when Ben my husband who was in the hall next to us ushered in these 4 boys. They came in boisterous and ready to disturb, but they volunteered for a game and we got them involved straight away.

Afterwards, they were asking who we were and what we were doing, when do we meet etc… But again we didn’t see them for a few weeks.

4 weeks ago they hailed down our bus on our way around. They wanted to come to youth. They came and joined in. The next week they were there again, but they brought a different boy with them who just wanted to cause trouble, so not long in they left.

The following week, the ringleader and one other small boy came without the others. I had a feeling that God was working on their hearts and they were keen to respond. Sure as anything, when the gospel message was shared they were the quickest to raise their hands in response. They wanted to become a part of God’s family.

We know it’s baby steps. There is a lot stacked against them. But I know our God is greater. I haven’t seen them again since that night yet, but I know that the seed is planted and that they said yes to Him.

Please pray for these boys. And the others like them. Alice, like many small towns has a reputation for the young people just walking the streets and getting up to all sorts of mischief. We know that God can break the cycle and give them hope.

I know the gospel is as relevant today as it has ever been. I know that smoke machines, and fancy music mean nothing when the presence of God is here. You could say it’s the context I am in, and that it won’t work in the big smoke, but I beg to differ. I have seen Him at work with my own eyes here and in the city. We don’t have much in the way of theĀ fancy things thatĀ many say you ‘need’ to reach this generation, but we have everything we need, because we have Him. Never stop believing that He can and will do what He has purposed, if we just say yes!

Our youth

Our youth having some fun

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Tribute to Marlene

Marlene and her niece Marlene

Marlene and her niece Marlene

Marlene ready for her birthday trip to the Pizza house

Marlene ready for her birthday trip to the Pizza house

A few weeks back a lady shared with me a vision she had. I knew then, that her time was short here on earth, but that she was going to a far better place… A few of you might have read a part of this on Facebook, but let me recap:

Was just talking with a lady this evening who was on her death bed and she said she saw a large angel standing in the doorway and she was picked up by a man she recognised as Jesus. She was taken during this vision, to ICU where she saw her body lying on the bed. All around her were people singing praises. Next thing she knew she was back in her body and looking up at the doctor and nurse and said she wanted to go back to her home. She said ‘you know my heart’s no good, my kidney they no good either, and my leg and my arm, but one day it’ll be alright. I love Him, that Jesus and he love me proper good one’. I don’t think it’s long til she goes for good to see her Friend Jesus and be reunited with loved ones, I see no more fear in her… though, she could suprise us and live another 10 years… just nice Jesus gave her that glimpse of no more pain, and no more sorrow.

On the 25th December, Christmas Day, she had her last day on this earth. She had a lovely day. She was surrounded by family, her absolute delight. She had children around her (she called the sound of children ‘music’:-) ) then in the afternoon she asked to be wheeled down into the Todd River bed (dry of course) and she had a massive heart attack and passed away.

I had seen her two days before, and she was the happiest and most peaceful I had seen her in a while. She was busy practising a song to sing at church. Well she can sing it with an awful big choir now!

Marlene made a huge impact on our family’s life. She was the one that gave my youngest boy the name Maku which means white edible grub(witchetty grub)- because of his pale skin. She loved him and he adored her. He would pray for her every night “please heal Marlene’s leg”. One day when she was in hospital our second boy went in to visit her and taught her how to play the card game ‘fish’, she loved it. I think she wouldn’t have cared what he taught her, just that he was showing her special attention and laughing with her.

We took her out on her birthday and went to a restaurant and had pizza. She was so delighted. She thought everyone had forgotten her birthday.

Another family and ours went to the hostel where she spent her last days and sung Christmas Carols with her and her mother. I felt like it was one of the most important “concerts” we have ever been a part of, even if it was our smallest audience. I felt the presence of God around and renewed my sense, that this is what it’s all about- the ones, not the crowds.

She always said that my mum and I were like beautiful roses, always make her heart feel joy.

She was firey as anything and sometimes when I would come to visit it would take a while for her to calm down, but as I listened she would quieten, and then when she was finished she would ask me to put some worship music on for her. A highlight for her was when some of the Stirling team came up to meet her and sung acapella for her when she was in hospital, she sung in return to them in language.

I loved Marlene. She was a treasured friend, and she called us her family. “You mob are my family now”. I will miss her greatly, but as Zion said when we told him, “well now she will have both her legs and she will be able to run”!

Marlene loved Jesus. She had pictures up of Him all over her place, and now she gets to be with Him, all day, everyday.

Marlene knew at least five languages, had spent some of her life in Haas Bluff, Ntaria, Papunya and Alice Springs as well as other places. She had many brothers and sisters but a few of them she hasn’t seen since they were taken away when she was young she’d say “you know, they were the light skin ones hey”. Her first husband passed away in Hermansburg and then she lived in Papunya. She loved shopping and was hoping we were going to take a trip to Adelaide to shop šŸ™‚ my sort of lady! She loved to be outside, and loved music. She would sing up the front at church sometimes.

Tonight was her memorial service. We sung At Home with Thee in Pitjantjara and Ngaanytjara. It was so moving.

She will be missed. Please pray for her niece who was her carer as she is taking it quite hard. She has cared for her for a long time, was brought up by her and is her namesake.

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It’s been a while

Just reading a friend’s blog and am finally inspired to write again. If only so one day I might look back and remember where I was, and where I was hoping to go.

It has been 11 months since we moved here with our 3 little boys and embarked on the journey of our lives. This has been a settling, stretching year in our lives, but not one that has felt too hard to adjust to. It is like we were made to be here. It is like all the other things in our lives were equipping us for this moment (as I am sure we will feel about thisĀ time in our future endeavours).
It is true that He equips those He calls… The lives we have seen changed by the power of prayer has been beautiful. We are looking forward to God outpouring more in signs and wonders as the church of Alice Springs rises up.

This town is often put on the map for all the wrong reasons, but I believe that we will see the day when the media will be piling in to get the scoop on what God is doing in this town. What does it say? Where sin abounds, grace abounds all the more!!

Every timeĀ I see the Todd River flowing (which has only been twice this year, it is often a dry river bed) IĀ get excited in my spirit.Ā I see thatĀ God wants to flow in this town just like that river, butĀ as a constant flow, not Ā a now-and-again happening but a well-spring of life, bringing joy, freedom and healing.

You know life here seems pretty normal to us with it’s going on, but Ben’s younger brother and wife arrived recently and they looked a little wide-eyed and culture shocked and I realised that what has become the norm for us (the interesting visits at the gate for one thing) is not everyday experiences in most peoples’ lives.

We have had an interesting couple of months, both Ben and I have been in hospital (Ben with appendicitis and meĀ collapsing and getting my first ride in an ambulance). There has been some interesting people comingĀ in trying to upset what God is doing here in Alice, but our God is faithful andĀ His presence is very real in our lives. The exciting thing for me is that God is speaking to our children and they are feeling/ seeingĀ Him at work in their lives, not just hearing it fromĀ us.

Ben has started working a couple of days onĀ The GhanĀ (Train) as his study isĀ coming to an end. The boys are still homeschoolingĀ and playing soccer. Zion had his first game, which was very exciting for him. We haveĀ had 3Ā venues for churchĀ this year, which has happened surprisingly smoothly, but are now in aĀ school hall where we have a chance to continue to grow and seeĀ God outwork in our community.

Looking forward to seeing exciting things in the year to come, and can’t wait toĀ share with you what is unfolding here.

Maggie, Janie, Nola and Narelle

Maggie, Janie, Nola and Narelle

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Faith like a child

My eldest fell sick. HeĀ had a horrible rash a headache and bad stomach cramps all of a sudden. He couldn’t get up from bed or it got worse. Zion came up and put his hand on him and started to pray. Ben didn’t know this and was talking to Josiah, so Zion said “would you be quiet and close your eyes, I am praying for Elijah” and then he continued. The prayer went something like this… “God can you heal Elijah so he can get up and play with me and so he doesn’t feel sick in his tummy or his head anymore, thank you Jesus Amen”. Well within five minutesĀ Elijah were up, temperature gone, headache gone, and stomach ache gone, and he wanted breakfast. I can hear him singing and playing in the background now as I write!

Zion is often praying. He is quick to lay hands on people he meets if he sees they are hurt or sick and he always expects God will come through for them. My little 4 year oldĀ is a reminder to me of coming to God as a little child. Not with eloquent words, but words from the heart that in turn touch His heart. Our God loves us all, but I think He has a soft spot for little ones… šŸ™‚

 

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First day back at school. Marble run.

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Did someone say we just had holidays?? I must have missed the memo. The month has been sooo full and we have felt like central station a lot of times… So maybe things will settle down now school is back šŸ™‚ should I have said that??

We started the morning slow as we have had someone staying in our school room and haven’t been able to get into full swing… so we played dress ups of vikings and pirates and other interesting things and then we began a study on gravity (well that’s what a marble run teaches them isn’t it?? šŸ™‚ ).

 

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I just can’t fix it.

I think the hardest thing about being a parent is when we see our children sad or hurt and we can’t take the pain away. This morning I read out a post by a friend from the Barossa thinking my kids would be excited for them, but they got instantly sad, and one of my boys trying to hold back tears said “I’m sorry Mum, but I just miss my friends and going to Kids Club so much”. We are over 1500kms away and yet my brain started to think of ways to get them to Kids Club this Friday. I know, a little silly, but I wanted to ease the pain in his heart. I know that pain oh too well. It takes a while to foster a friendship and they had some lovely friends back in the Barossa. I felt guilty that we had again moved our boys on just when they were beginning to feel at home.

We were pleasantly surprised with how our boys have settled in to Alice. They seemed to not be too sad that they were gone. They talked of their soccer mates and Kids Club friends and cousins, but they said “that’s ok, we’ll visit them”. When we had left Young for the Barossa it was a different story. They had forged some extremely close friendships with some boys from there and so they found that move very hard indeed. So when we came here, we braced ourselves for the same, but it didn’t come.

I think this time, one they were older, but two there were many distractions. They came in Summer, and so we could swim every day. They met a family full of kids that they were able to hang with a bit and we were exploring.
But now… the realisation that this is not just an extended holiday, but a place that we are staying has just hit home.

I held my boy in my arms (as well as I could with how big he was getting) and told him it was ok to cry. Grief is ok, if we let it out. When we don’t let it out it becomes unhealthy and we can become irrational and not really know why.

I know to some of you this post may seem a little menial. Some of my friends are going through tough times. I can’t imagineĀ how they are feeling as they are watching on, trying to comfort their son who isĀ under three as he battles leukemia, and another friend whose adult son got hit whilst riding his bike and is now in critical condition. Other friends that are doing life with children with special needs and one day it’s all good and the next it feels all has been undone. Next to these things, my boy’s pain could seem a little trivial. But I know in a stress test they liken moving to being as high on the list as a death or divorce… and from personal experience I know matters of the heart can make or break someone.

So I comforted and reassured my little fella that everything would be ok and I prayed that God would heal his broken heart and bring new friends that he could do life with. And I prayed that as a parent I would know how to nurture and foster these little men as they grow.

I am a person who likes solutions. Who likes to see things fixed. Iknowthough, that some things aren’t instantaneously fixed, problems don’t always get solved and this side of heaven, things aren’t always rosy. But as Ben always used to remind me when we were walking through what felt like the valley of the shadow… “God is still on the throne”… So glad for it.

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school fun

more affectionately known as Elijah

looking mean huh šŸ™‚

Today our house was very cold indeed so I decided that baking was definitely on the agenda (don’t you love the organisational skills oozing out of me. So whilst we preheated the oven (for a good half hour:-) we did our maths and English at the dining room table as that was closest to the oven and therefore the warmest.
The boys were doing great at their work and we made cupcakes with the littlest mess I have seen in a long time… nice. While the cupcakes cooked Elijah had a plan (as he always does) we could do face painting… so our day has now consisted of cooking and imagining and now they are playing together pretending to be the super heroes and villians they created and got me to make their faces like… aaah it’s been a great morning. Trying to remember this and savour these moments.

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