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New Heart & New Attitude

I can hardly believe it has been a whole week since I’ve posted. I’ve missed my blogging family. What a weekend I had in Texas! I have to tell you the best part of the trip first. I got my head and heart straight! I have been hanging on for dear life and trying desperately to see God’s plan in everything happening with our family. I didn’t doubt that God had a plan, but I doubted my ability to handle whatever it was going to be. I finally realized that we are going to be fine. I know I said that before, but now my heart believes it too. I am fully confident that God is going to use us somewhere, and until we know for sure where that is going to be, I’m going to walk hand in hand with him every step of every day. I am a vessel ready for filling and pouring out. I am a Jar of Clay. The NLT states it this way, “We are pressed on every side by troubles, but we are not crushed and broken. We are perplexed, but we don’t give up and quit. We are hunted down, but God never abandons us. We get knocked down, but we get up again and keep going.” (2Cor. 4:8,9) I am being renewed and refined and I’m so glad! Praise God for working in me and through me! I received support and encouragement from my friend Dawna. I always feel refreshed after visiting with her. I hope that is the kind of friend I am to others. We stayed with her family while in Lubbock and we had such a good time after the seminar. Never underestimate the power of good friendships. She has been a huge influence in my life as far as mentoring other women, homeschooling, and raising children.

Driving for 11 hours gave Benny and I plenty of time to talk and dream about our future. It was nice… when the kids were asleep:). We made a few plans and we’re anxious to see where we’ll be moving in April! I really think we’re ready to move on. Ofcourse saying goodbye to our teens and our friends at our church here won’t be easy. I am happy I’ll be moving on without a lot of hurt feelings on my part. God and I have been working overtime on my heart for me to be able to say that. I said in my first blog of the year – bring it on! I’m ready!

I am still on information overload from my succcess seminar. I learned so much, met some wonderful people in the business, and regained my confidence that I can do this…I am smart enough, I’m tough enough, and darn it…people like like me! 🙂 Seriously though, I know my business is going to flourish. You read it here first folks! One year from now I will be making enough money to fully support our ministry. One year from now I will have opened up new markets in 2 states, and I will be successful! One of the great things about my business is that it’s an internet company and it’s not tied to a certain part of the country, or world for that matter. I can do my business from anywhere. I believe my business is a gift from God and an answer to our financial prayers.

After 11 years of debt, we are 100% debt free this week!!!

I’m ready for the next step which is saving for our elderly years, and building wealth. Our company just hit momentum this year and I’m in a position to make quite alot of money. May God guide me as I use it for His glory!

Benny and I are dreaming about all of the ways we’ll be able to bless people financially. Our big dream is to build a retreat center for people to come to rest, relax, and have fun. A place where anyone is welcome, but ministry families pay nothing. We want to help other people experience financial freedom. We want to build our dream home. We want to provide for our parents when they can’t provide for themselves anymore. We want to train up our children to be wise with their resources and to use them to further the kingdom of God. We want to bless the socks off those who need encouragement, help, and a place to live and belong. We have a lot of dreams and goals, and this is just the beginning…

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Off to Texas…

We’re off to Texas in the morning. I’m going to a success seminar for my Cyberwize business. I’m excited and nervous. Excited because we’ll be staying with our dear friends, the Gilberts, and we need their love and wisdom. Nervous because Dawna isn’t attending the seminar with me. I will be alone in a room full of strangers for two whole days. AHH! I can talk to just about anyone, but I haven’t gained my confidence with the business yet and I’m feeling a bit intimidated. I know I’ll be fine. I just like to rant and rave once in awhile.

Since we’ll be in Lubbock I was thinking about going to the hospital to visit Julie. She is the lady from Highland that was driving during the terrible accident that injured several kids and killed one, Brody Bourland. (For more info. go to www.mikecope.blogspot.com. ) The Highland family has been covered in prayer since this tragedy, and I hope if you haven’t already joined in that you will. I don’ know how she or her family would feel about me popping in. I’m a complete stranger. What do I even say? “Hi, My name is Niki and I’m one of the thousands of people that are holding you up in prayer”? I just want to show my support for her. The more I think about it, the more I think I’ll call Highland and get her info. I’ll let you know if I make it to see her.

Still waiting to hear from Denver…Still thankful for your prayers!

Have a great weekend everyone!

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Here’s the scoop…

I’m glad you’re sitting down – this is a long one…

Sometimes I forget who actually reads my blog, so I start off this morning with an apology to my mother-in-law, Margie. She had to read about the hiring of the new youth minister because we hadn’t called her yet. (Me and my big mouth) We were going to call her the day after we found out, but wanted to talk to the Denver team first in case they had any answers for us. Somehow we got busy with getting ready for the winter retreat and forgot to call her at all. This wonderful lady wrote me a very encouraging email and told me to take three deep breaths and tomorrow would be fine. I am so blessed to have a good relationship with my husband’s parents! Not all of my friends have that luxury. Thank you God for Margie and Pete!

There also seems to be some confusion among a few other friends who have stopped by my blog. One thought we had already moved to Denver. So, let’s clear up the mystery. If you know me at all, you know I do my best to be forward and blunt, but with tact. I’ll do my best here too, but sometimes my feelings get the best of me and I talk before I think things through completely. If you have any questions at all, please click on my profile and it will take you to my email address.

Back in October we were asked to be part of a team that plants the Dry Bones ministry in Boulder, CO. We love this ministry and are a good fit for it, and we accepted. The next step was to tell our church and start raising our financial support. The elders immediately started their search for a new youth minister even though we told them it would probably take us a year to raise our full support, and we were hoping we could continue working for the church while raising support. Since then there have been many miscommunications and some hurt feelings on mine and Benny’s part because of how we and our situation were being handled. Before we could begin raising support, we needed a church to funnel the money we would have coming in and we asked our elders if they would do that temporarily until we get settled in Colorado, and they never said no directly, but kept telling Benny it would be better to find a church in Colorado to do that for us. The problem with that was that the churches in Boulder and Denver don’t know us yet. We felt like we were treated like we had given two weeks notice and now we needed to hurry up and move on. Meanwhile, in December, Perry, our DB Boulder team leader quit the ministry, leaving us with a closed door for going to Boulder. Here’s the kicker – we didn’t know he had quit for good until we made our trip to Colorado for a Dry Bones meeting a few weeks ago. Perry wasn’t returning our calls. We had to hear about it from the DB Denver team. We were left with no ministry to go to in Boulder and a job that was going to end soon in Kansas.

We met with the Denver team to discuss the possibility of training with them for a year so we could be the team leaders and plant DB in Boulder or some other city. That is one of the visions they have for the DB ministry and they would like us to be able to do that. But, (there’s always a but…) there are details that need to be worked out with their board of directors and the elders at the Lakewood church who oversees their work before we would be able to raise support and move there to join them in their ministry. They told us they’d try to let us know something by the end of January. The weekend before we went to Colorado, Westlink, our church here, brought in a couple to interview for our job. That’s the Sunday we had church at home, if you read that post:). The following Sunday while we were in CO, they brought in a second couple to interview. We knew it wouldn’t take them long to decide which one to hire. Last Thursday two of the elders called Benny and asked him to meet them at the church. They told him they had hired the first candidate and that he and his family would be here the middle of March, but they would pay us until the middle of May. They discussed a few other details about when Benny should have his office cleaned out so they could get it ready for the next guy, and wanted to know if we had heard anything from Denver yet, and that was it.

I have been doing my best to keep a positive attitude and trust in God, but I feel like somedays I fail miserably. One elder in particular has been pretty ugly to Benny for the past couple of months, and I was really hardening my heart toward him. I was mad and I didn’t even want to worship in the same building as him, so I decided I needed to confront him and get things worked out. I called him after church on Sunday and asked him to meet me so we could talk. He called another elder and we all met for about two hours. I was honest and forward, but I managed to remain calm and respectful. I didn’t even cry! (shocker) I told him exactly how I felt and what I thought. I asked him why he had such a problem with Benny, and the more he talked the more clear it became to me that there had been a major breakdown of communication between them a few months back. Neither one of them were listening or hearing the other one anymore even though they both thought they were. I also asked both men why the elders were in such a hurry to hire someone when we had told them how long it was going to take us to raise support. I told them people were asking us and we didn’t know what to tell them, and that it made us feel like they were in a hurry for us to move on, and we felt like they didn’t care about the position we were now in with no job anywhere after the middle of March. They said that wasn’t the case, and they felt they had to start looking for candidates because they didn’t know how long it was going to take to hire someone. But a minute later one of them said it has never taken them a long time and they’ve usually found someone within a few months, and that they pride themselves on never advertising and they do their search by word of mouth only.

I got their answer even though I don’t agree with it. I think they could have waited a couple of months before beginning the process since it doesn’t take them long to find their new youth ministers. I think the lack of a personal relationship with Benny kept them from wanting to wait to give us time to get our plans in order. I also think they view him as an employee, not as part of their flock. I feel like there should have been no hurry because we had told them we would stay until they found someone – we were not going to leave them with a huge gap of time between ministers, and we kept communicating with them about the changing plans as far as DB is concerned. Was I expecting too much from them? They had told us that they thought DB and Benny were a perfect fit for each other and that they could see the passion in Benny for DB. They told me Sunday that they want to support our ministry with DB, which I knew because the church has added us to the missionary list and pledged X amount of dollars to us per month. I don’t think I expected them to wait forever while we got our plans together, but I told them that they themselves knew that things like this take planning, prayer, and preparation, things they didn’t give us time to do. A few friends told us that our mistake was telling them so soon after making our decision, and that we should have waited until our plans were well under way. I still maintain that that would have been dishonest and we couldn’t very well be out there raising support behind the churches back! Also, we couldn’t have known that the Boulder thing was going to fall through. I was glad I met with those two elders and got things off my chest. I think I understand where they are coming from a little better and I still don’t agree with them, but I got what I came for…reconciliation with the elder I was hating, his acknowledgement of his treatment of my husband and a pledge of making the first move to try to make things right with Benny, their answer for the rush in the hiring of the new guy, and their assurance to me that they were not trying to kick us out the door.

So, we’re still waiting to hear from Denver and see where they’re at. Our job ends in March and our pay ends in May. Our townhome lease is up in April and we’re trying to decide what to do next. I remind myself daily that God promises us in His word that we don’t need to worry, He knows our needs. As we continue to make our plans for the future, we are dealing with some unhappy teens. Not only do they not want us to leave, it seems they liked the guy who didn’t get the job better than the one who did. We will do our best to encourage them to give him a chance, and to get things ready for him to take over where we left off. I hope he turns out to be exactly what this church needs. We’re moving to Colorado sometime in April, but we don’t know where or how yet. This whole daily trusting Him thing is NOT easy when things aren’t going as I’d like them to. I will continue to pray and ask for others to pray that we hear God’s voice through all of this, and that He meets our needs. That’s the scoop. Thanks for staying for the long haul!

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Random Thoughts

Santa Claus is still on our porch. We have one of those 3 ft. light up santa’s and he has lived on our porch since a few days after Thanksgiving. Last night when Ally was leaving, she said she was wondering when we were going to unplug him and put him way? I laughed and told her that he was just waiting to see some snow and now that he has…well, we’ll see. 2 days after Christmas we put away everything Christmassy (except Santa) so we could celebrate Pete’s first birthday with colors other than red & green. I kind of like seeing him glowing when we return home after dark…we’re moving in 3 months, maybe we’ll just leave him there a bit longer, you know – just to drive the neighbors (like Ally) a little crazy. 🙂

Adam likes Napoleon Dynamite…ugh! And I thought he had such good taste…hehehe.

Our minivan looks like it rolled in a red mud puddle! I took the kids out to Camp Mennoscah today to spend the afternoon with Benny and the teens at the Winter retreat. It’s way out in the boonies and you have to take a very long, winding dirt/mud road to get there. I was fishtailing all over the place absolutely freaked out at the possibility of getting stuck in that red muck with three kids. There was no way I was going to hike in carrying all three of them, and my cell phone didn’t work out there. (What did we ever do before cell phones?) We did make it there o.k., but it was the first time I can recall hoping the road would freeze up before I had to drive on it to get home! I want to hurt Benny for teaching Zoe to yell, “Ahhh we’re gonna die!” everytime we hit a big bump or slightly swerve. (and when I say “we” I mean me.) I was relieved as I pulled up in front of our house and saw Santa’s glowing, smiling face…hehehe.

They hired the new guy. I’m not looking forward to sitting in church in the morning without Benny when the elders tell everyone. They left it up to Benny to tell the teens while on his last retreat with them, wasn’t that thoughtful? Maybe they thought the teens would take it better coming from him, since their relationship with them is somewhat strained at the moment. Their timing stinks! That’s all I’m going to say about it – atleast here.

Visiting and stamping with Tawnya, Karen, Charlotte, and Tawnie was the highlight of my day, and now I’m going to bed in a poopy mood. Sorry for ending on such a negative note! I’m going to confession(which usually takes place in bed) to talk with God about the condition of my heart at the moment. Pray for me, my attitude, and my mouth (that my tongue doesn’t lead me where I don’t want or need to go).

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Climbing Up The Mountain

I climbed a mountain once. We lived in Colorado at the time so atleast I was acclimated. That’s about all I had going for me, that and my shortlived sense of hope that I could actually see the world from the summit of the 14er we were climbing. We started off about 4:30 in the morning (Strike 1 in my book) on a cool day. Our plan was to reach the summit by about 10 am, hang out and have lunch, then be back down by 4 pm. I got off to a great start with my spirits high. In my ignorance, I didn’t have a clue what I was in for. It quickly became clear to me that there was no way I was going to be able to keep up with the group of Jr. High & high schoolers we were with. Our fearless leader (who shall remain nameless for my protection :)) has legs that are about 10 feet long so he covered more ground in less time then my average lengthed legs could carry me. I think I made it about half way up the trail before it started to drizzle. (Strike 2) By this time my face was white, I was having trouble breathing, and Benny was getting pretty worried about me. I began thinking maybe I should stay where I was on the trail and wait for everyone to come back down in the afternoon. Thoughts of wild animals I might encounter during that time made me talk myself out of that option. (Hey, I grew up in the city!) Benny and our friend Meagan, a high school student at the time, stayed behind with me and we hiked, then rested, hiked, then rested some more. I was doing the best I could to keep up. Our nameless leader would stop for short rests, during which our trio would catch up just as the break was ending. I have no idea how many buckets of tears I cried that day. By the time we ALL got to timberline, it was raining hard and lightning further up the mountain. (Strike 3) There would be no summitting that day. I was deeply disappointed as my aching body cried out to God that it wasn’t fair that by some miracle I had made it that far and now had to turn back without my prize, the glorious view of the world from the peaks of Mt. Elbert.

Here’s what I learned from that experience:

1. I hate mountain climbing…hahaha…seriously, I do!

2. A positive attitude and an iron will are absolutely prerequisites to the climbing of any mountains (physical and mental mountains).

3. Never underestimate the power of good friends. Meagan did more for me that day than she’ll ever know. She kept my spirits up the best she could.

4. My husband loves me. Benny would say to me, “You see that tree stump up there? We’re going to hike that far then rest, o.k.? I know you can do it! Let’s go!” He never once made me feel like I had ruined his climb, or that he was having to coddle me (though he was). Did I mention he was carrying my day pack as well as his own?

5. Sometimes there is disappointment even when we’ve worked hard for something. It was a horrible day for me, but there were lessons to be learned, and I think I learned them!

6. A good cry is easily disguised by rain dripping down your face, unless you’re me – I’ve never been a pretty crier and could pass for Rudolph’s distant cousin by the time I’ve calmed down.

Now for the rest of the story…On the way back down the mountain I received a lovely red gash down the side of my leg due to slipping on a mud patch. No stitches were required, but my pride was definitely injured as badly as my leg. How much more humiliation can one woman take? Here’s where the story gets juicy! Benny and I returned home, stripped down, showered, ordered in pizza, talked, watched movies, and drank hot chocolate until we passed out from exhaustion. Ah the benefits of marriage!

I know there are more mountains in my future and as much as I love them, I’ll leave the climbing to people who enjoy that sort of thing…I’ll happily wait for them with steaming mugs of hot chocolate at the bottom! As for mental mountains…we all have them to climb! I’ve been climbing one for the past 3 months, but I’m still climbing and still breathing, and Benny and I share the faithful companion role. Sometimes I am the one telling him to focus on the tree stump (the cross) up ahead, and reassuring him that I know he can make it, and sometimes it’s him that cares for my wounds. This climb has had disappointments and rain, but I’m confident that the prize at the top will soon be ours. When I’m perched on the peaks looking down at the world, I’ll remember that awful day and how much I’ve learned since then, and be thankful for all that God has taught me and for all of the great friends who stayed beside me and talked me through the climb.

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