This team of lottery picks thrown together to make a team finished last in the league with zero wins.
A defeated season…zero, zilch, nada.
We even questioned entering the tournament, but thought why not?
Our first game was against the first place team. A team that beat us 15-2. A team that has not lost a game in 2 years. David vs. Goliath.
We won 11-9.
We celebrated like we won the championship! We hugged and cried and cheered and got dessert. We. did.it! We lost the next two games (though the second one came close) and ended our season, but we will always have THAT win.
My son’s IQ is too low to be considered having a learning disability.
True story. Too low to have a learning disability. If my son, did not have the other health impairment a public school system would not qualify him for special education because he does not have enough strengths to receive services.
Let that sink in. “Not enough strengths”. As a teacher this breaks my heart. My students that get this information are basically being told find a good trade or marry a rich spouse because according to the SPED system you are too low to receive our help. We cannot help you.
Low IQ is 70-79- my son has a 54. But if you ever met him then you would know something is different but 54 does not describe him- autism and distractedness make a difference on these tests. Combine that with lack of motivation and in his world “these tests suck”. STAAR is a joke for him-he cannot logically reason or read those words (mind you in a home with two parents with a masters degrees)…he is below grade level with an other health impairment. The test does not fit him.
The state should differentiate their testing. Supports are not enough for some kids.
God knew what this kid would need. God knew what our education and finances could offer that he was not born into. God knew what faith, hope, love, early intervention and stubbornness could provide. God chose us to adopt him…a hard calling, but an important one.
You see my child thinks outside the box. He sees things not for what they are, but what they can become. He sees a rinse cup and creates false teeth (it works). He sees a happy meal can be turned into a computer. He sees foil can create 101 different toys. He will make the world better….mark my words….by creating something so simple, but no one saw it.
Someday public education will rethink their testing and accountability but until then…
We said good-bye to our dog of 16 years this week.
To be honest, it was time, but that does not make it easier. She was deaf, blind and like her sister suffering from kidney disease.
We knew it was coming, but still not ready. It all happened quickly while we were in the Bahamas, but thankful we could make it back home so we could be together.
Explaining death to a 9 year old never is easy, but it gives us more opportunity to talk about God and heaven and Jesus.
The hurt is real, but so is the beauty of a best friend. The creature at my feet each night and the unconditional love in the loneliness. The loyal companion of my adult years. I miss her busting through the closet or barging in on my bathtime. Even miss the way she did anything to get to food…I miss her. But the pain is worth the 16 years of joy and the happy times of her youth.
I love resting on vacations, but resting means you miss out on excursions and seeing all the place has to offer. In the Bahamas we did a little of both! We enjoyed our beach days, but we also let ourselves get tired and saw the island we came to see! We started with an extra long trip that gave us all the things by Born Free Charters.
It had boat time and private island time.
The water was so beautiful and blue! So worth the two hour boat ride.
Later, we had snorkel time viewing a sunken ship!
We visited the Island of the Iguanas.
We ate lunch at a local spot with the best food!
We fed, learned and swam with nurse sharks…sorta!
Finally, and maybe the best part was feeding the pigs!
We were tired and burnt, but full of life knowing the pics and memories we are taking back to America. So thankful we got up from the lounge chairs and got tired!
Our hotel was incredible so when we were tired and burnt and hungry then we returned to paradise at Margaritaville Beach Resort in Bahamas!
I love when businesses take care of their people. Aimbridge hosted their sales incentive trip this past week in the Bahamas. To say they spoiled us is an understatement. We stayed at the best hotel Margaritaville Beach Resort.
The staff welcomed us openly with incredible food, parties and drinks.
The pool and entire facility was clean and welcoming. My favorite part was the elevator that had a perfect view of the pool and ocean water. Every room had an ocean view!! It was the best!
Definitely consider this amazing property for family, couples, girlfriends if you travel to the beautiful island! It was hard to leave!
The amazing people that earned this trip courtesy of Aimbridge!
What do you think of when I say the word church? Joy? Good people? Pain? Hypocrisy? Unspoken?
So many thoughts…none of them wrong, but I think of home. My go to place each Wednesday and Sunday. My first boyfriend and best friend. Youth group hang outs and camps. People that prayed.
Sure it is full of broken people and sinners, but that is why I fit in so well. My brokenness is welcome here and yours should be too. My youth church closed its doors this past Sunday. Church is not a place, but still sad I cannot go back to visit the building where I was baptized. Happy to have my family with me this Easter. Hope my son has all I had in a church home and more. If you feel a certain way about church, I encourage you to try again. It is worth it.
On this Good Friday where we celebrate the life Jesus Christ gave willingly for our sins to be redeemed, I am reminded the importance of His love. His love I do not deserve. His love that sets me free. His love that allows me to love others.
A sweet neighbor just dropped off a basket for my son. A basket that will make him smile and feel special. A basket from a “big kid” that he looks up to. I need to do better at being a good neighbor and loving others the way Christ loves me.
It may seem simple, but this is why Jesus Christ came to this Earth as a man. To teach us to love so we can love others and influence the world. We are Chosen. It is in us; our call is to share it.
One of my favorite things to do is work in the preschool at church. I get to love on babies, play with toddlers, tell little ones about Jesus and SHOW them God’s love on display. Tell each kid that Jesus knows his or her by name.
I get to give parents an hour to worship undistracted by little ones. My time with their children help ls them to feed their souls. Is it loud and crazy…oh yes. But is it important?
Nothing else matters.
The kingdom belongs to these littles. We must be careful to train up the next generation so the church carries on until He returns.
Be the church wherever you fit in using whatever gift He bestowed upon you.