things as they are

dear ones.

Raja just came for a fill up on black coffee. (praise Him for the bodum french press)
And I am enjoying my second cup of chai.
Because we need some major caffeine fixes these days.

That is just how it is.
That is “things as they are”.
I started this tradition a few months back…just writing out the dailies.
Because that is good. And it is needed.
For you and for me.
For me to find beauty and purpose and worship in the dailies.
And for you to know what our dailies look like…

Sometimes it is hard.
And most of the time its not romantic and adventurous.
Sure this is the land of the Taj Mahal and monkeys on rooftops and vibrant colors galore.
But our daily life does not include such things.

The past few weeks have been full of late nights and early wake ups.
Adam coughing which leads to vomiting which leads to a need for suctioning.
The loud suction machine wakes up elliot.
And thus our days begin.

And that is not always fun.
Raja and I certainly love our sleep.
But He is a good Father.
And He is molding us and shaping us.
And He gives good gifts all throughout these tiresome days and sleepless nights.

So let me share a few things as they are;)

For 4 days there was non stop rain and gloom…we asked many to pray…and HE brought the sun forth for our hadassah on her bday party morning! this is she and Adam taking it in

one of the best bday parties ever…maybe THE best. our dear hadassah turned 19 and had her FIRST birthday party. more than 50 people! her fave food! cake that matched her new dress! and LOVE from ALL OVER THE WORLD. He is surely restoring her and bringing streams thru deserts right in front of our eyes! my husband is an amazing man. he had a patient who was here staying for some therapy for a few weeks. his sweet patient recovered well and the night before leaving cooked a feast for all those who helped him and the hospital staff. i am so honored to be rajas wife.

we are tempted to get overwhelmed with new meds, ORS (oral rehydration salts), and nebulization treatments when our boy is sick. i still am trying to figure out the best system for all our medical supplies.

we read books. again and again. and i dont change clothes…again and again…and we sit in the same bed…again and again

i get real behind on washing Adam’s trach tubes…again and again

i get REAL behind on laundry. hope this makes anyone feel better who has a stack to fold…

this is the laundry…on our rooftop…all dry and ready to be folded…dear ones its a daily laundromat here

we start new traditions for weekends: coconut pancakes (from cookbook More with Less) and black coffee. AMAzing

and THIS is “things as they are” in my mind…often a blur and chaotic. but oh so beautiful;)

But you know, this is just “things as they are”.
I have come back and added this last picture.
It that happened today after I first published this entry.
These “things as they are” will ONE DAY be “the things that were”.
Adam will not be sick…when we reach the other side.
And all the seeming chaos will reveal His glory and His purposes.
The underside of the tapestry will be reversed and we will see that all the miscolored loose threads that He was weaving of our “things as they are” were being woven together for a GLORIOUS purpose.

And this little lady today, who was about the size of my forearm…she was a reminder to me of the words of my Abba Father: