Monday, August 3, 2015

Our Journey Off The Map.

Ephesians 2:1-10
And you were dead in the trespasses and sins in which you once walked, following the course of this world, following the prince of the power of the air, the spirit that is now at work in the sons of disobedience— among whom we all once lived in the passions of our flesh, carrying out the desires of the body[a] and the mind, and were by naturechildren of wrath, like the rest of mankind.[b] But[c] God, being rich in mercy,because of the great love with which he loved us, even when we were dead in our trespasses, made us alive together with Christ—by grace you have been saved—and raised us up with him and seated us with him in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus, so that in the coming ages he might show the immeasurable riches of his grace in kindness toward us in Christ Jesus. For by grace you have been saved through faith. And this is not your own doing; it is the gift of God, not a result of works, so that no one may boast.10 For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them.

One look around Port Au Prince, Haiti and you feel the 
, the weight that our sin has put on God's creation. 
Poverty on a level that we as Americans have never experienced. 
Pain that we have never felt.
And from a distance what looks like a lack of God's presence.        

After one crazy bus ride over a few BIG mountains we arrived to Jacmel, Haiti. All but 1 of our team members had never been to Haiti and most of us had never been on an international mission trip. We had all gathered an idea of what it would be like in our heads. I think it is safe to say that we were all in a little shock over the brokenness we had seen at first glimpse. We had prepared to bring Jesus to Haiti and to teach Jesus to 30 orphan girls. Little did we know that God had a very different plan for this particular mission trip. 

Sunday morning we attended a baptist Haitian church service where I naively partook in communion among the local believers. (They don't use Welch's juice in Haiti, just a heads up!) We arrived late to church. Most of the church body had arrived at 6:00and service ended around......11:30. We simply took in the experience as we didn't understand the culture or the language. I did however, using the small amount of creole that I did know, pick up on part of the pastor's prayer.        
"Mesí Jesu .......    Mesí Jesu ......      Mesí Jesu...... Mesí Jesu.....  Mesí Jesu....."
Thank you Jesus. Thank you Jesus.   
It was a blessing to pick up on a few hymns and sing along with them even if in a different language. It is powerful to hear a community of people who live in such conditions sing about the "wonder working power in the precious blood of the lamb."

We took our first trip to the orphanage that afternoon and met some girls that God was going to use over the next few days to teach us a few things.
Ages 4-14 these girls have seen and been through things we will most likely never experience our whole lives. Some have been beaten, abused, abandoned, or even sold. But God has BIG plans for such little girls.
In God's sovereignty these girls were laid on another little girl's heart  years before they were even born.    
Lorphine, the founder of FGIM, grew up in a heart wrenching fashion very similar to many of these girls. And after years of pain and suffering she was given the opportunity for a Visa to the USA and even in her fresh wounds of poverty and pain she prayed "Lord if I get to America and in my comfort forget about Haiti and how you have saved me, then do not let me go."

......

Wow!

That is exactly what we have. 
Comfort. 
We've never fully felt the weight of our sinfulness or seen the affects of the sins of the world on God's creation.    

Lorphine lived in America for 10 years, married a pastor and now her and her family toil endlessly in Jacmel, Haiti investing in the orphanage, in a young men's soccer team and with a church plant so that others may know the Gospel of Jesus Christ.

God has placed these precious girls in this orphanage for a much greater purpose than simply rescuing them from worldly circumstances.
God did not send us to simply teach these babies bible stories and give out of our abundance of comfort.  
All week long these girls showed us 
beauty,
joy, 
patience, 
faith,
and hope.         
God used them to remind us of the simplicity in our purpose, which is to simply glorify, praise, and rest in God.
Haiti doesn't need America.
Haiti doesn't need mission teams to bring God to them. 
There is nowhere that God isnt.
We saw him in the smiles and laughter of these girls.         
We saw him in the willingness of the St.Louis family. 

We saw him in the beauty of Lorphine's journey.
Every minute of our trip was a reminder of what is most important.
We may not be called to live in Haiti.
And we shouldn't feel guilty in the blessings God has given us.
                                              
But God expects us to take what he has shown us and pray for the wisdom and strength to apply it to the life he has blessed us with here.
Let us not forget what God taught us in Haiti. Let us not sink into our American culture and think that our efforts please God. Let us rest in Jesus' grace, mercy and strength.
Let us not become comfortable and forget.

Thursday, October 30, 2014

Rewind........

Meet Adam Reid! Currently 2 months old!
Now let's rewind....

Adam Reid Siskey
August 29th 2014
6 lb 14 oz
19 inches 


What a blessing he is! Already sleeping through the night and spoiled rotten.

Anna is a good helper but doesn't kiss "boys"!

Ansley is the perfect mommy replacement. She helps even without being asked.
-"It's ok Reid. I'm here, Don't cry. You want your paci? Mommy! I think he as a tummy ache."

Gavin would sit and hold him all day if he could.

Adam ... oh Adam, he is the reason "The Reid" is so spoiled.

Life with 4 children is ...... well, let's just say I have not yet adjusted to the new routine. Oh, who am I kidding, I haven't even established a routine yet....2 months in. But I will admit it is getting a little better.

I do have this new thing going on where information or things that I have done simply fall out of my head. I seem to not have any recollection of certain actions or info. Hopefully that will resolve itself.






Wednesday, May 21, 2014

Inhale.....Exhale....Repeat

"When you feel so mad that you want to ROAR, take a deep breath and count to 4!" -Daniel Tiger

"Be kind!"
"Make good choices!"
"Stop that!"
"Time out!"

Yesterday was one of those days where you just want to try again.

As the kids were all finally in bed and the house was quiet for the first time in about 14 hours, all I could think was
"Whoa! Can I just rewind and try that again?"

I had not gotten more than 3 hours of sleep the night before, and I was REALLY looking forward to a much needed nap time. Now keep in mind the girls almost always have a really good nap [me too on occasion]. This day called for a really good nap.

Didn't happen. Didn't even kind of happen.
Ansley's nap was short and Anna's nap was nigh.

This led to a downward spiral of obedience as the day went on.
Since Adam is gone, several friends/family from The Mill have been so kind as to eat with us and spend time with us, which really helps the time pass.

No nap kids+sleepy mommy+company for dinner=PURE MADNESS

Gracious guest they were! I assured them that with Daddy comes order and my home was not always so crazy. [keyword=not always]

I just embraced the chaos and continued with our night.
However, once our friends had departed, it was time for the crack down.

Gavin-Clean the kitchen!
Anna- Stop climbing furniture!
Ansley- Can you even hear me talking?

Adam and I both knew that the longer he was away the more Ansley would breakdown. She is the a big time "daddy's girl" and I do believe she finally realizes "Oh, no daddy, no order, full speed ahead!"

Long story short, [too late] Ansley almost ended her night in a cold shower.
In the tub [clothed] she went. Before I could turn the water on, she began to break.
"I'm sorry Mommy." [insert tears and hugs]

After some much needed sleep, all around, and the start of a new day. Things are looking up!

Then this happens......

Middle School Social Problems 101:
Objective: take 2 liter soda to class for party
Gavin: "How am I suppose to take this Pepsi to school?"
Me: "When you get to homeroom ask your teacher if you can take it straight to Drama Class, so you won't have to carry it around all day."
Gavin: "No, how am I suppose to carry this Pepsi?"
Me: "With your hands."
Gavin: [large puff of air, rolling of the eyes]
Me: "In a bag"

5 minutes later [heading out the door]
Me: "Where is the Pepsi?"
Gavin: "In my gym bag."

Some battles are not even worth fighting! :)

**Rule of Thumb: Apparently, it is socially unacceptable for a middle school student to carry ANYTHING in a grocery bag for any amount of time. [Even a grocery item]

time to go...... I see a trail of paper plates from one end of the house to the other. And I don't think I am going to find a pot of gold at the other end!

In the words of Scarlett O'Hara  "Tomorrow is another day"

:)
Thanking God for new grace and mercy each day.

Tuesday, May 20, 2014

BIG NEWS!!!

Well, hello blog world. Long time no post.
I do have a lot of things to catch you up on!

Life with The Siskey's has been quiet eventful lately.

Where should I start?........

Oh yea......Coming Soon!
That's right! Our first Siskey boy is on his way. Due date: Sept. 4th
ADAM REID SISKEY
We are all very excited. Even Ansley, who at least once a week states that she "wants a girl baby"!
Only 16 more weeks to go!
 
What's next...
 
Our Anna Tait refuses to stop growing up. All in one week, she graduated Preschool and turned 5 years old. This moody mommy can't even deal with all this craziness! She is very artsy and creative [not sure who she gets that from] and she wears her heart on her sleeve.

And let's see.....

Our fully potty trained, cuddle bug Ansley is now 3 years old and tough as nails. She loves to give hugs and kisses and when she grows up, she wants to be a friend! [big time daddy's girl]


And Gavin......oh Gavin.
He is 13 going on 30 for sure. He knows everything there is to know about everything, and he assures you that you can take that to the bank. [insert a good HAHA]
He will be 14 in September, which to him means "I start driving next year"! [prayers appreciated]
Oh and I can't forget his hair. He has to brush his hair a minimum of 5 minutes before leaving the house. [life of a teenage boy]
 
 

Like I said, it has been very eventful since my last post.
Currently, Adam is on a mission trip to Madagascar. Which after much debate with Anna, does not have talking animals. He will be back in a week. This is his first oversees trip AND his first time to fly. Total travel time including layovers and drive time was approximately 39 hours [one way]. He is very ambitious :)
We can't wait for him to come home and fill us in on his adventure.
The kids are patiently waiting on their gifts!
Anna prays for him at every meal and before bed.
example: "God I just ask you to keep my daddy safe, and thank you for all the great things he is gonna do. Bring him back to us and hope he gets us really good presents. Take care of me and mommy and Gavin and Ansley since we are all by ourselves. Amen"

God has truly blessed our family. Our first year at The Mill has come and gone and we are very blessed to serve alongside such a loving church family.

Soli Deo Gloria!






 
 


Monday, September 16, 2013

Gavin likes his "chicken fried" and RC cola!!!!

 
If you loved Gavin's Wagon Wheel Video...
You will REALLY enjoy his take on Chicken Fried!
 
Leave it to a "church kid" to make known that his drink is INDEED not alcoholic!!! Love the enthusiasm!!!!

The Siskey's....Not precious people

Our family is.....

well, we are a lot of things. LOUD being one of them. Let's just say that we are not "precious" people. We are a family full of BIG personalities.

I didn't grow up in your typical family environment, being raised by my dad and Nana [who was 70 when I was born]. She is pretty much my favorite person in the history of people. She is turning the BIG 9-5 this year and will still tell you if she thinks "your clothes are a little more snug than the last time I saw you".
As I look back over my childhood, all I remember is being a quiet, well mannered, best dressed Sunday School superstar! I'm sure I had my share of bad days, but for the most part I stuck by Nana's rules and manners.
With the influence of Nana, I pretty much grew up under a pew. I was raised in a small Southern Baptist Church where we had a jammin' children's choir. I remember one Christmas playing the HAND BELLS while dressed as Jesus' mother, Mary, with a baby doll on my hip in a manger scene. Oh yea, I said it.
Anyway.........I say all that to bring me to this....my family is not precious.
I find myself way too often being envious of those mom's with the pristine house and children that can stand still AND be quiet at the same time.

Anna:
age: 4
favorite activity: singing songs that she has written...which may or may not have real words in them, but always rhyme.
offense: rolling of the eyes

Ansley:
age: 2 1/2
favorite activity: reading books or having ANYONE read her books
offense: luring you in for love with those beautiful eyes so that when you catch her beating someone with a plastic camera toy you can't help but think that something must have provoked her to do it.....LIES


Gavin:
age: will be 13 in a week or so
favorite activity: see video below
offense: talking himself out of a corner with "Ohs" and "my bads" and "I didn't mean tos"
 
So, I have come to learn that some families are just bred to be precious and I love to be around those families. They are the sweetest. I, however, can not hold my family to that standard. We are a family EXTREMLY blessed, loved and healthy.
So I'm still learning to embrace the chaos, go with the flow, and enjoy it while I'm in it.
Bring on the crazy.
Bring on the silly.
Bring on the laughs.
And well, if you want to invite us to dinner....have dinner at our house, not yours because..........well, you know. 
We're loud!
 
 



Monday, August 26, 2013

First Week of School recap!!!


Well, the first week of school was a success. The girls love it!
Here is a little first week recap.
starting top left...Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday!!! [Gavin said the first day picture was enough for him though]
Didn't take one today....I don't want to be THAT mom!
OAN: I think I was a little more sad today than the first day last week, but I will prevail.