Couple cute photos first! Ilya w/ his two BFF's, Bailey & Bandit!

It's funny the thoughts that run through your mind when you're at, say...a pedicure appointment...and you have no baby, husband, dogs, cats, full time job, part time job, television, charity work, internet, e-mail, vacation planning, blog posting or blog stalking to distract you. Actually, I take part of that back. Ideas for blog posting always lurk in my mind and distract me. It doesn't seem I can ever really escape that!
If you didn't guess already, I got a pedicure today for the first time in who knows how long. When we started the adoption process back in October I decided to give up some of the not so necessary expenses in our budget. Pedicures are something that kinda fell into that category but I decided today to treat myself. It was a nice little 45 minute escape, and it wasn't even the Deluxe Spa Pedicure!
So, this morning I'm sitting in a Vietnamese nail salon in our rural/farmland county and as I'm walking out of the salon 45 minutes later, I realize that I was speaking a mix of English & Russian to the poor little Vietnamese nail tech: He said "hello" to me & I answered "Preevyet!"; He would ask a "yes" or "no" question, and I would say either "Da!" or "Nyet!"; He asked if I wanted color and I said "Da, pazhalsta" (yes, please); When he was done I said "Spaseeba" (thank you) and "Dasvidanya" (goodbye).
The list goes on, but you get the idea. As if we didn't have enough of a language barrier to overcome, I start throwing Russian phrases at this poor guy who must have been thoroughly confused by the time I left. Despite this, he did a wonderful job & I must say my toesies look beautiful! :-)
I NEVER thought I would say this, but I miss Moscow! I'm shocked, but I do...Back to my rambling thoughts.
Today is my mom's birthday. I would have loved for her to have had the chance to spend it with her new grandson. I know she would love him immensely, unceasingly. I miss her terribly and even now, nearly 5 years later, it seems so unfair that her body was invaded by the cancer that took her from us on August 28, 2003.
I am a Christian. I haven't always been - in my teens & 20's I took a bit of an ill advised hiatus - but I am a (baby) Christian. I may still be in the early stages of my walk, but I AM walking and thoroughly enjoying every step I take and every path I am led down. In fact, if you believe that there is good in everything - that you just need to find it - then the good that came from my mom's tragic story is that it led me & Norm back to Christianity. After her funeral, I was angry. Very, very angry. And I wanted answers. So I returned home to Virginia and the next week I attended Ebenezer United Methodist Church. It sits literally less than 2 minutes from our old house, and I never paid any mind to that church until that particular September day in 2003. I attended the first time expecting, no DEMANDING, to find out why horrible things happen to outstanding, loving people; why things like cancer, famine, disease, crime, violence and poverty exist; why my mom was taken from us when she did nothing but give her entire life...
I'll be honest & say I didn't get the concrete answers that at the time I wanted/demanded. But what I did receive was far better, far greater than I could have ever imagined. That day, I received God's grace and mercy, His unconditional love for me...I received peace and I accepted it graciously.
So as a Christian, I should have comfort knowing my mom is in heaven, that she is finally healed, and that she is smiling down on all of us at this very moment. Right? Well, the problem is that even though I am a Christian and have accepted Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior, I don't know what relationship she had, if any, with Jesus. I don't have a clue. At the time, a relationship with Jesus was not only not a priority in my life, it was also nonexistant so I didn't take note of other people's relationships with Him. I'm not proud of that fact at all, and am actually quite embarrassed, but that was the reality of my life pre-September 2003.
Unfortunately today there are too many people in my life who I deeply care for and love, yet like my mom I do not know about their relationship with Jesus. I'm not shy about sharing my story, my testimony with others...take a look at some of my past entries on this blog! What I'm not so good at is seeking the truth about my loved one's beliefs beliefs - family AND friends - and then helping them start walking their own path towards salvation. But as a Christian, isn't that what we're all called to do? For whatever reason, I'm much better at helping strangers/acquaintances than I am those who are closest to me.
Why am I sharing this with you? Well, I felt convicted today during that mindless pedicure appointment. I felt like someone reading this needed to read it for whatever reason.
Perhaps you're angry and searching for answers like I was 5 years ago. Remember, that Earth is not Heaven, and things here are not perfect nor will they ever be. Is that answer a bit simplistic? Yes, and sometimes it's still hard for me to accept. But if you stop to think about it, you'll realize how true it really is.
Perhaps you think past sins in your life would never allow you to have a relationship with God. Remember that God's love is unconditional, you just need to seek Him first and then accept the grace and mercy He offers all of us. We are all sinners, and becoming a Christian does not make you perfect nor do you have to be perfect to become a Christian! Only one perfect person has ever walked on this Earth, and his name is Jesus. Remember, he died for your sins, and was resurrected 3 days later. Think of what awaits us when we accept our Lord and Savior.
Perhaps you have a loved one suffering from cancer, and you're trying to understand why this is happening. Remember that all healing comes when and where it should, whether it be here on Earth or with our Father in Heaven. Having the healing come in heaven rather than on earth is very difficult to consider, but remember the peace and love that one can only experience when in the presence of God.
Perhaps you don't know what type of relationship those closest to you have with God. Do not wait to share your own testimony and ask others to hear theirs. When we rejoice together, God rejoices with us as does all of heaven. Shout it from the rooftops, shout it louder than the angels! Be certain that a very large family reunion will take place for all of your loved ones when you're reunited in Heaven! Don't be shy, do be confident, strong and courageous in your faith and help others to do the same.
If you're wandering and feeling a little lost, please feel free to email me for support and encouragement. I don't hold a theology degree, but I can point you to some verses that may help and I can share more of my own story if you're interested. I'd also love to read your testimony if you'd like to share it with me. But feel free to remain anonymous as well if you'd prefer. Your walk with God may be personal and private, as are some of the paths He has walked down with me.
In closing, remember this...just as I have invited you to journey with our family through this blog, make sure you invite God into your life's journey so you can experience the wonderful, amazing things that only He can orchestrate!