Tuesday, January 3, 2012

what's next for my favorite doc


we enjoyed a fairly quiet advent season...maybe i'll post some pictures later if i get to it. i posted on here a while back to pray for our future decisions about adam's career. thank you for those of you who prayed for us to have wisdom. we now know what adam will be doing for at least the next 2 years and we feel excited, peaceful, and thankful that we have been led to this path.

so GUESS WHAT?



at the end of adam's residency in internal medicine (hereafter referred to as IM) in july, he will start another residency in emergency medicine (EM).

are you shocked? don't worry, it took me an entire week to be able to discuss this in earnest. it wasn't really fair that he sprung it on me the week of my sister's wedding. i think i said something like: WHAT?! I CAN'TTALKABOUTTHISRIGHTNOW. i didn't really yell...my style is to just leave the room and bury myself in something much less important. you see, residency has been hard. it has been sweet too and there has been sufficient grace for every difficult, exhausting month, but there have been moments where i have just felt this tremendous and lonely burden for everything. of course, the Lord has taught me much about my need for Him and my idolatry of particular circumstances (such as some mythological situation in which my husband does not have to put in much time at work, or when med-school debt magically disappears). anyway, i prayed and prayed for the Lord to change my heart and give me an excitement for what He called adam to or for Him to redirect adam. well, adam has remained steadfast and i have warmed up to the idea. the Lord has given me a real joy to see adam take hold of something he feels called to and go with it even if it seems a bit strange or means those med-school loans won't get paid off as quickly.


ok, so why EM? during his emergency month this summer, adam came home every day so excited about all the things he had learned to do. he loves IM and is glad he did it, but he began to see a vision for how useful IM and EM could be together. EM offers a very broad type of training: from pregnant women, sick kids, broken bones, wounds, trauma...and these are things adam wants to know how to treat. we do not know what the Lord is preparing us for ultimately, but EM is so useful overseas for example or in clinic settings. he will be set up to be very versatile and with healthcare changing so much these days, that seems wise.

we are thankful for:
*a position being offered to adam outside the match here in our city so we don't have to move...paperwork turned in today! this is a unique opportunity and adam is very grateful.
*save a couple rotations (trauma and ob), adam will mostly be doing humane 9-12 hr shifts in the ED with a reasonable number of days off so it is a fairly family-friendly program. no more 24 hr call!
*adam will go ahead and take his IM boards so he can moonlight a little here and there so we can very slowly start chipping away at this med-school debt
*i am so thankful to see the spark in adam to learn and grow as a doctor. he is beyond excited. what wife doesn't want her husband to enjoy his job? and for us to be unified and peaceful...we have had some agonizing conversations about what to do in recent months.

thank you for your faithful prayers!

Sunday, January 1, 2012

and furthermore

maybe i will not be surprised by the broken-ness in other people...can i acknowledge their weakness too? can i not hold them to unrealistic expectations? can i affirm Christ's work in their lives without feeling insecure? by God's grace, i hope so...



All My Favorite People

All my favorite people are broken
Believe me
My heart should know

Some prayers are better left unspoken
I just wanna hold you
And let the rest go

All my friends are part saint and part sinner
We lean on each other
Try to rise above

We’re not afraid to admit we’re all still beginners
We’re all late bloomers
When it comes to love

All my favorite people are broken
Believe me
My heart should know

Orphaned believers, skeptical dreamers
Step forward
You can stay right here
You don’t have to go

Is each wound you’ve received
Just a burdensome gift?
It gets so hard to lift
Yourself up off the ground

But the poet says, We must praise the mutilated world
We’re all workin’ the graveyard shift
You might as well sing along

All my favorite people are broken
Believe me
My heart should know

(As for) your tender heart—
This world’s gonna rip it wide open
It ain’t gonna be pretty
But you’re not alone

‘Cause all my favorite people are broken
Believe me
My heart should know

Orphaned believers, skeptical dreamers
You’re welcome
Yeah, you’re safe right here
You don’t have to go

‘Cause all my favorite people are broken
Believe me
I should know

Some prayers are better left unspoken
I just wanna hold you
And let the rest go

in 2012

But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. For the sake of Christ, then, I am content with weaknesses... 2 Cor 12:9-10a

i think this will be the verse i cling to as this new year begins. no resolutions for me, just longings to be content in Christ and to rest at Jesus feet and allow His lavish love and redemption to inform my identity. can i just be weak and let Him be strong? i've very much been feeling weak here lately and fighting with my overly-introspective/analytical/comparison-driven self for joy and peace. i need to wear this shirt adam gave me everyday i think:


and let go of all the failure/inadequate/fear-driven thoughts and rest in Jesus and His perfect work and His perfect love. here is to hoping you and i both can claim His promises to live fruitful and faithful, God-glorifying lives in 2012.

Friday, December 30, 2011

steps!

here is brief footage of what miles has been toying with for quite sometime. at 14.5 months, he is our earliest walker and has not fully transitioned yet. what is amazing, is how happy the little guy is when practicing his new-found skill. he has been super frustrated lately with desire to walk, molars erupting, and ears infected. i love to see his sweet happy side again. so thankful for our little bald butternut.

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Christmas photos

as our family grows, capturing framable photos becomes more challenging. so for the first time since our wedding, we had someone take pictures for us. we were so thankful for our talented neighbor and her willingness to do this for us. thank you anna! i'm so glad we did this because the little people are growing up so fast and i want to remember them at this precious age. we went to our favorite park, a special place to our family and she just photographed away...

merry Christmas to you and yours!




this would have been our send-out picture since we are all smiling and looking, except for where my hand is holding wiggly miles. oops.











there's still my joy

i heard this song on molly piper's blog yesterday and thought it was so beautiful! family starts arriving today, so wishing you a wonderful Christmas in which you know the "Word made flesh" a little more fully.


I took my tree down to the shore
The garland, and the silver star
To find my peace, and grieve no more
To heal this place inside my heart

On every branch I laid some bread
And hungry birds filled up the sky
They rang like bells around my head
They sang my spirit back to life

One tiny child can change the world
One shining light can show the way
Through all my tears, for what I’ve lost
There’s still my joy
There’s still my joy
For Christmas day

The snow comes down on empty sand
There’s tinsel moonlight on the waves
My soul was lost, but here I am
So this must be amazing grace

One tiny child can change the world
One shining light can show the way
Beyond these tears for what I’ve lost
There’s still my joy
There’s still my joy
For Christmas day
There’s still my joy for Christmas day

Lyrics: Melissa Manchester
Performed by Indigo Girls

Monday, December 19, 2011

the spirit of Christmas

been feeling sort of shy over here lately, but i want to put this here so i can remember.

my mom found this essay on an ancient news-clipping in my sweet grandma's Bible. i think it is a lovely reminder and reflects my grandma's unselfish life.

Excerpt from “The Spirit of Christmas” by Henry Van Dyke 1905

ARE YOU WILLING TO FORGET
what you have done for other people and to remember what other people have done for you, to ignore what the world owes you and to think what you owe the world, put your rights in the background, your duties in the middle distance and your chances to do a little more than your duty in the fore ground,see that your fellow men are just as real as you are, and try to look behind their faces to their hearts, hungry for joy;
close your book of complaints and look around you for a place where you can sow a few seeds of happiness--
Are you willing to do these things even for a day? Then you can keep Christmas.

ARE YOU WILLING TO STOOP DOWN and consider the needs and desires of little children; remember the weakness and loneliness of those who are growing old;
to stop asking how much your friends love you and ask yourself whether you love them enough, to bear in mind the things that other people have to bear on their hearts;

to try to understand what those who live in the same house with you really want without waiting for them to tell you;

To trim your lamp so that it will give more light and less smoke, and to carry it in front so that your shadow will fall behind you;
To make a grave for your ugly thoughts and a garden for your kindly feelings with the gate open;

Are you willing to do these things even for a day?
Then you can keep Christmas

ARE YOU WILLING TO BELIEVE that love is the strongest thing in the world – stronger than hate, stronger than evil, stronger than death– and that the blessed life which began in Bethlehem nineteen hundred years ago is the image and brightness of the eternal love?

Then you can keep Christmas.
And if you can keep it for a day, why not always. But you can never keep it alone

From “The Sprit of Christmas“ 1905, Henry Van Dyke.