People are gearing up for Halloween, which is a little yucky. I'm not sure what the attraction is about having a life-size grim-reaper in your front yard and fake spider webs stretched across the door. I really don't get it.
Accompanying the gruesome decor are pumpkins. Big, orange pumpkins everywhere! People are selling them on the roadside, as well as in the supermarkets. The boys have each had a field trip to the local pumpkin farm with school and have (unfortunately) come home with a pumpkin of their own. I just don't know what to do with them to be honest. Currently they are rotting in the back yard. I'm uncertain that this is the intended purpose.
Pumpkins aside, things are busy and interesting in our family at the moment. Last week I attended the Open Heavens conference at church after miraculously snagging two tickets very last minute. It had been sold out for weeks and I just happened to come across a lady wanting to sell her tickets on Craigslist. Moments before seeing the ad I had been venting to Ben about feeling a little trapped at home and wondering if I was ever going to get a chance to be involved in something outside of the everyday stuff of mothering. Ben didn't have school due to the conference being on so he was able to have the kids while I went and got fed spiritually and worshiped so hard I lost my voice. It was a wonderful few days. I gave the other ticket to a fellow BSSM wife and stay at home mum. Yay!
Also, last Sunday I started a prophetic art class. Hmm, I bet that's got some of you thinking. Now I'm no artist but since being here I have realised that I feel truly alive when I am creating something. So when I saw the notice in the church bulletin, I felt as though I should explore this new thing I had discovered about myself. When I say 'prophetic art' it just means art that carries a message from God. Art that is Holy Spirit inspired, for the purpose of building up the church as a whole and individuals too. Testimonies were given about pieces of art that had brought both physical and spiritual healing. One young man bravely got up and told the class that up until late last year, he had been severely depressed and into self-harm. He somehow went to Bethel and while the worship was happening, one of the artists (they usually have people painting whilst worship is on) painted the word HOPE. After the service, he went up to the painting, stood before it, read it and was healed. Amazing. I'm looking forward to getting into whatever it is that the Lord has for me in this new arena.
Hannah has started a Suzuki music class on Friday mornings. She is enjoying singing and bashing the xylophone and dancing around with coloured scarves with all the other toddlers. Its so fun to watch her enthralled by a new instrument and see her try and do the actions to the songs. She happily gets up from my lap and waddles over to the teacher for her turn on the drum or whatever. It brings me great joy to see her stepping into her independence and taking the chances offered to her.
Lachie is enjoying pre-school and today told me randomly 'God is light and in Him there is no darkness at all!' It was a great moment. We pray that the truth of that verse (1 John 1v5) is forever etched in his heart. He is loving learning the alphabet and gets pretty excited when he recognises the letters he has learnt when we are out and about. Also, thanks to Dora the Explorer, Lachie also counts to 3 in Spanish and will often pipe up with a random Spanish word for something. As his parents, this is both irritating and amusing.
Overall, life is indeed sunny. Although we are busy, we are full, life is full and it is a good feeling. We are being filled with things that we are passionate about, that we have a heart for so it is not a drag or an inconvenience to get to whatever is on the calendar. These are happy times.
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