One Year

Wow. I cannot believe that this next week marks one year for us here in Honduras. When we arrived, life felt so hard that I wasn't honestly sure if we would make it to a year. And yet, here we are. We made it.

I have been reflecting about the last year; thinking about what I have learned, how we have grown, how we have changed. I have thought about this blog post and known that I wanted to write a post to mark our first year on the mission field, but I have not had any idea what to write. I have read anniversary blog posts and newsletters in the past ... they always have so much wisdom and insight to share. And the thing is, I got nothing. I have no real wisdom or insight. But, these are the things that I know about the last year:

1. Our family grew. We added one whole person. And just like that, we are a family of six. Six. Holy moly. 
2. Traveling with four kids, five and under is INSANE.
3. I am not as tough as I used to think I am ... life is hard and I can be a big wuss. 
4. Marriage is hard. It is amazing and rewarding and full of blessing, but like anything worth doing, it is hard.  
5. Living, working, and existing in super hotness with no AC or relief from the heat is exhausting. And it makes me grumpy.
6. Learning another language is a process, one that I am not sure I will ever master.
7. God's creation is INCREDIBLE. I am blown away by the beauty of the ocean, the flowers, the lush green of the jungle. The sounds of the birds, the monkeys, the insects is unlike anything I have ever experienced. I am grateful for God's creativity and love enjoying His creation.
8. I am no different than anyone else who is working hard to be obedient and follow where the Lord has called them. So often, people tell me how amazing I am for doing what I'm doing with my family. And while my ego likes to hear it and I always appreciate the kind words, I always want to disagree. What our family is doing is hard and challenging, but life is hard a challenging. God calls us as Christians to hard and challenging things because that is where we are forced to be dependent on Him. My difficult thing looks different than your difficult thing. But, God calls us all to different things. If you are chasing after Him and following where He is leading, He is pleased. I need to stop comparing myself. I need to keep chasing Him and keep being obedient. 
9. Just because I am being obedient to where God is leading me does not mean that I will be happy all the time. Duh. (Does anyone even say Duh anymore? Gosh, I'm old.) I don't know why I thought that if I followed God to the mission field, I would suddenly be happy all the time. I knew that things would be hard, but I thought that I would be happy in the midst of the hard stuff. That's called joy. And it doesn't just come. I have to work for it. I have to keep my eyes on Jesus. I have to daily, often moment-by-moment, choose joy. 
10. God is good. All the time. Even when it doesn't feel like it. Even when I want to give up. Even when I don't understand. He is good.  

It has been a year unlike any other. I have experienced so many different emotions ... joy, sorrow, peace, anxiety, ... too many to list. Though it has been hard, I wouldn't trade the last year for anything.  I am so grateful for how the Lord has brought me through it and taught me to rely on Him more every day.

- Katie

Pictures!

Some pictures from the past few months!

Hammock Baby

Flower girl

Koley washing her hands at our friends' house

I love Kyler's terrified look in this pic ... "mom, how could you do this to me?!"

School time!

Climbing

Hiking

Kite time!

Softball

Watching softball

Paper chain countdown for Grandma and Grandpa's arrival

Peter and a medical student who has been shadowing him at the hospital

Katie and our wonderful friend Mackenzie

This month Kinzie has started drawing this smiley face on every surface of our house

School time

Learning to dress herself

We miss all of you so much! Thank you so much for being a part of our lives! We love you!!

No toys

Wow ... Has it really been two and half months since our last blog post?? Time has been both crawling and flying. We are settling into life with four kids and emerging from the bubble that seems to come with every new baby. Kyler is sleeping better (I sure hope I didn't just jinx it) which makes life for all of us much more pleasant. Praise Jesus!

I haven't written a post about parenting before, because frankly, parenting is overwhelming ... I feel like I never quite get it right ... I'm never quite where I want to be in this whole parenting thing. But, I have been learning and observing and I am blown away by my girls lately.

About a year and a half ago, I read a blog written by this mom who had recently taken away all of her kids toys. She was tired of cleaning them up so she took them away. All of them. Say what? I thought she must be insane ... I mean, did she want her kids to ever play by themselves? Or get along? Or survive? I thought to myself that I would NEVER be able to do that. I judged her. Ha.

I have said to Peter a few times in the last three months how much I don't want to judge other people and the choices they make, especially in their parenting ... Every single time I have judged someone else and how they parent, I have found myself doing the exact same thing at some point down the road. EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. The Lord must just chuckle when He sees me, my judgy (is that even a word?) thoughts, and the future because He just knows what is to come.

Anyways, when we moved to Honduras we got rid of a lot of toys. A lot. But, we still brought some. I wanted the girls to be able to feel at home when we arrived and so I brought the things that they loved the most - dress ups, books, dolls, and a few stuffed animals. I am glad we did that because I really think it helped them with the transition. But lately, I have become so sick of cleaning up toys and asking for them to clean up toys that I did the same thing. I packed up all of their toys and put them away. Everything except for books went up and away in the closet. And, you know what? That mom whose blog I read was a genius. My girls were upset at first, but other than the initial push back, they haven't noticed. They have been playing outside, playing in their room, and actually figuring out how to get along. They have been so much more creative and have been working out arguments among themselves so much better. I am loving seeing their creativity. Today, they have made tents and explored outside. They made a "fire pit" and a talking circle. It has only been a week since we made this change, but I couldn't be happier. I am interested to see if there are other changes in them as time goes on.

Today, I am impressed with and thankful for simplicity. Sometimes the simple life is more difficult and challenging, but I am learning to be grateful for it and to take joy in it. Today, I am thanking God for how He works and what He is teaching me through the lives of my girls. (I'm also trying hard to decrease the judgments that I make today knowing that soon they will come back to get me ;). )

Tent time! 

They found the rocks, the sticks, the chairs, and the towels from around our house to make their very own fire pit :)

- Katie