Sunday, January 28, 2018

This is what I am calling an impulse post. A post that I was going to take to Facebook, but (1.) was completely too long (2.) too emotionally charged and I risk not offending as many people. If this post had a title is would be called "The Breaking Point". You see I have sat down many times over the last few months to blog and share some of the struggles going on in our life but I could not share the things that were going on. Behind the scene stories that belong to someone else. People acting in ways that to share the behavior would make me look like a person spreading gossip or trying to make  other people look bad. You see about a year ago my husband and I obeyed God's leading in our lives. We believed that him leaving the persecution of unbelievers and being surrounded by believers would take some stress off of his life. WOW, were we ever wrong! We have endured more criticism and persecution from people who claim to love Christ more than we ever have in our entire life. So many people mad at my husband for a situation that we had ZERO to do with. People screaming at my husband in the school parking lot calling his a dictator and an atheist. People calling him a godless man who is unapproachable and doesn't care about the students and teachers. People up in arms about him making the parking lot safer by implementing a pick up line procedure, switching a bunch of "specials" around to add more instruction time in reading and math, and maybe the worst offense of all, making people pay their school bill. So much slandering of my husband and my family the last six months and we have stayed silent. We have not told the other side of the story. This past week things were stirred up again. More bad mouthing my family. More blaming us for what happened. More lies. More breaking of my heart. More doubting God and His plan, More tears. More wondering when this is going to stop. I thought I could trudge through this storm for a little while more, but that all changed this morning. My breaking point.

We all have heard about this nasty and deadly flu going around. Yesterday Chloe starting running a fever, coughing, lose of appetite and just feeling puny. We started treating the symptoms and prayed. You see, we don't have insurance for doctor visits. We only have insurance for major issues. This morning she was still not well so Jeremy made an appointment at the local clinic. He took her in but asked how much it was going to cost and it was more than we could afford. So he brought her home without being looked at and we continued to treat it like the flu and continued to pray. We continued to watch our baby girl get worse. A few hours ago her fever spiked high after we had given her Ibuprofen and she looked terrible. My husband swooped her up and he headed to the ER and the emotion of six months started pouring from me. All the the nasty things that have been said about our family the last six months. All the people that think we are on a power trip and trying to take over something and here we are holding our baby girl who needs help and have no money or insurance. We took a $60,000 pay cut. We lost all of our benefits. We emptied almost all of our savings to pay off debt to open up cash flow each month. All the things we have done the last six months is all about what GOD has called us to do, not our fame or what we can gain from any of it.

I don't know why God has called us to endure this part of the journey. I don't know why our sacrifice has only caused more grief in our life. I don't know what He is trying to teach us. I do know that He is still good. I know that at the end of the day I can lay my head on my pillow knowing that what those people are saying are lies.

Please pray for Chloe. They are at the hospital and hoping to be in a room by 5:00. Please pray for our family. Please pray that God opens the eyes of these people hating us and that He will shut their mouths of these lies. Please pray for us emotionally.