Thursday, April 10, 2014

How big is your God?

Have you ever heard someone say, when asked how they're doing, "I'm okay under the circumstances"?  As children of the most High God, we should never allow the circumstances to determine how we successful our walk with God is.  Don't we have a big enough God to handle the circumstances?  God has proven over and over throughout the Bible that He is bigger than anything that may be bothering us or holding us back from a joyful Christian life.  God can control the rising and setting of the sun; He made water come out of a rock; He made an entire valley full of dead bones come alive again; Jesus controlled the weather; He made the deaf hear, the blind see, the lame walk; He even raised the dead!  We sometimes act like our God has somehow lost power or ability or strength in modern times.  We live as if "Sure, God could do all that WAY BACK THEN, but nowadays He's just not the same."  Not true!!!  Our God is all-powerful, all-seeing, fully able to do anything we need.  Why do we then mope around, wishing we had a magic lamp to rub so some mythical genie could grant us what we want?  Just ask God!  He expects us to go to Him with our needs and desires.  He wants us to ask Him for His divine help whenever life gets too big for us.

"When life hands you lemons, make pizza.  Then stand back and smirk while everyone tries to figure out how you did it!"

Isn't this a great life motto?  I mean, who wants boring old lemonade anyway?  It's always too tart, and adding enough sugar to keep your mouth from puckering makes your blood sugar skyrocket.  Am I right?  Why not do something amazing instead?

If you can't tell, I'm deliberately looking for the crazy in life to celebrate.  If I were to list all the events of the Ostrander household from the past few weeks, by the time you were finished reading it you'd be curled up in a corner somewhere rocking slowly back and forth, waiting for the men with the straight jackets to come.  We have not had a "normal" day for weeks!  Our days off are like mini circuses, and our "regular" days have turned into nothing short of torture devices cleverly packaged in 24 hour increments.  Not to say we've had nothing but bad stuff going on, but even good days or fun times can be chaotic when you start with a husband/father who works himself to the bone to provide for a family of seven, then attempts to find some free time to take care of the house and yard, go to the gym, and maybe relax some!  Next comes the wife/mother who, at her best, is slightly neurotic and, at her worst, resembles the Wicked Witch of the West.  Somehow, despite her looks, figure, and abilities, she views herself as Wonder Woman and is constantly volunteering herself (and her kids) for all sorts of extra activities.  Add to this a daughter who is a freshman in college, away from home, and homesick; another daughter who is fast approaching her senior year and maybe college after that and then what do I do with my life???!!!!!; a son who somehow can't seem to keep from falling.....while walking, standing, or even sitting (!) and keeps us all literally on our toes, waiting for the other shoe to drop---with him in it; another daughter who is almost 13 going on almost 39 and is proving to be the proverbial challenging mix of teenage angst, sweet help, and crazy woman-girl; and the youngest daughter who, precious though she is, is driving us all nuts with her goofy antics, unwillingness to do more than two pages of schoolwork on any given day, and desire to be the center of each and every conversation anyone within five miles is having. 

 In other words, we're just a normal family living normal lives and facing normal struggles like everybody else.  We have frequently had people tell us with all sincerity, "Your family is amazing.  There's no way I would have been able to handle what happened to your son and still serve God or stay faithful."  Truth be told, what I said earlier is absolutely true:  we're just a normal family.........with an incredible God!  You're right; there's no way we would have been able to handle Dale's drowning were it not for the fact that we trust God.  Period.  We trust Him to always know what's best, to always do what's best, and to always be what's best.  We don't trust God unless.........and wait to fill in the blank whenever something happens we don't like or understand.  If God is trustworthy, then trust Him.  Why does He constantly have to keep proving Himself to us?  Wasn't Calvary enough?

As crazy/hard/unbearable/overwhelming as life gets sometimes, we can lean on God at all times to be Himself---trustworthy, loving, true, right, good.  If you have not already made the decision to trust God no matter what, try it.  You'll see.  He won't fail you.

Psalm 104: 1  "Bless the LORD, O my soul.  O LORD my God, Thou art very great; Thou art clothed with honour and majesty."

Thursday, March 13, 2014

We've come this far by faith.

Do you ever feel like "you can't see the forest for the trees"?  Sometimes we get so close to a situation that we get bogged down in minutia and forget the bigger events being played out.  This applies to parenting, marriage, ministries, housework, etc.  For us, this applies to Dale.

Don't get me wrong---we love Dale and can't imagine our family without him.  We are so thankful each day that we didn't have to find out how that would feel.  But sometimes we as a family have to take a giant step backwards and look at the bigger picture God is mapping out.  We get frustrated by daily struggles with Dale's unsteadiness, his constant memory problems (he acts like he has Alzheimer's!), the continual need for someone to be near him/hold his hand when walking somewhere or going up/down the stairs, the incessant jerking and falling, listening to his slower speech as he tells us some joke or story.  I, especially, start feeling sorry for myself, as I feel I bear the brunt of Dale's care.  Can't you just hear the whine in my feel-sorry-for-me voice?  "I'm the only one who ever helps Dale.  I'm the only one who walks around the store with him.  I'm the only one who walks up the stairs behind him.  I'm the only one who cares if he falls.  I'm the one who has to be the mediator between the girls and Dale when he's being stubborn and they're fed up."  Of course, this is merely my perception of events, but each of us feels that way.  We each begin to focus on how much extra work Dale is causing us to the point that we forget:  we're living every day with a miracle straight from God's hands!

Two and a half years ago, God reached down and changed the future I had all planned out for my family.  God proved His might and His power, He returned life to Dale's body after all hope was lost, and He showed that He can and does still answer prayer "now in this time."  Oh, the rejoicing and praise and extolling of God's power that was heard then!  Our family, our church, our friends, and new friends across the globe joined as one in praise and worship of our God.  We felt the Holy Spirit's presence as never before because we could actually see God working in our lives.

And then we had to go home.  We left the hospital, returned to our house, and began the (sometimes) drudge of everyday life:  therapies, school, church, home, repeat.  We began to realize that, while God had answered our prayers to make Dale wake up, he would never be the same again---and neither would we.  Every day we see just how different this Dale is from the one we used to have.  Every day we are faced with the increasing knowledge that Dale's brain just can't hold on to information the way it used to.  Studies are ever so much harder for him now.  Every day we see Dale struggle with stuff that should be so easy, like walking, standing upright, writing.  Every day we think about the fact that our girls are growing up and will head off to college before we know it, but Dale probably won't.  He probably won't be able to hold a job.  He probably won't ever get married.  He'll probably stay with us the rest of our lives.  One day we'll have to worry about who will care for him after we're gone.  (His sisters will step up!)

You see?  Like Peter, we take our eyes off Jesus and train our sights on what's around us.  We become fearful or angry or judgmental or sour because of "what we have to deal with each day."  Isn't that what we say?  "You have no idea what I have to deal with."  Instead, we need to refocus our thoughts, energy, and sight on the One Who will never leave us nor forsake us.  God is bigger than all our problems.  This does not just mean He can overcome them; this also means He is more important than them.  At this point, only God knows the future.  We make plans, but only God knows what will actually happen.  When we take that step back and see again the miracle God has given us in our son, then we become thankful again for His goodness.  We stop fighting and bickering and lashing out in anger and start praising God again.  We remember that this life is temporal, but eternity lasts forever.  I can't wait to get to Heaven and see Jesus, but the next thing I want to see is my son walking with no problem again.  I want to see him running!

Our lives are a testimony to those around us about God.  We can be a testimony of God's failure to do what we want or His lack of care for us or just how phony our "walk with God" really is.  Or we can be a testimony of God's amazing grace, His love that covers all sins, His mercy and forgiveness, and His incredible miraculous power to save, heal, and keep.  We get to choose.

Galatians 2: 20  "I am crucified with Christ:  nevertheless I live; yet not I, but Christ liveth in me:  and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by the faith of the Son of God, Who loved me, and gave Himself for me."

Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Thank God for mini-vacations!

A couple of years ago, our school began splitting our Spring Break up into two separate weeks, one in February and one in April.  What a stroke of brilliance!  We get to enjoy a week off school on two occasions, get caught up on housework (yeah, right!), spend some family time (going shopping), and recuperate from the various viruses that are always circulating amongst the student body.

So far, we've managed two out of three items from the list above.  We spent yesterday going from thrift store to thrift store, searching for bargains, and came home with some nice purchases.  Each of the kids got something, and I was able to buy my class a chess set. They've been asking for one, and they assure me they know how to play.  I've never gotten the hang of it!  Anyway, we had a really great time out shopping in the pouring rain.  We stopped at Sonic on the way home and indulged in their $1 hot dog/chili cheese dog special for Presidents' Day and then went home where the kids spent a blissful half hour trying on (again) all their clothes.  The kids and I haven't had the chance to go thrift store shopping in a long time, so we really enjoyed our day out.

We are also enjoying the down time away from all the sniffling and sneezing of everyone at school.  Katie especially is needing this week off to get over (hopefully for good) this cold she's been nursing.  It seems she's been getting sick every other week this school year.  She's already missed a lot of school, to the point that she really can't afford to miss any more.  I've been very glad for her sake that we get a week off so she can catch up on her sleep and stop being so sick.  She already seems better, only coughing a bit and blowing her nose.  It's so good to see her smile again in decent health!  The rest of us have had sniffles and coughs but nothing like hers.

Our varsity teams are on their last sports trip for the year.  The Presidents' Day Tournament is always an exciting climax to the season, one which everyone looks forward to.  Since Katie isn't playing volleyball this year, no one in our family is gone, but it's still fun to send the team off with a bang.  Last Friday, our school had a pep assembly with lots of cheering, posters, and fun competitions.  The senior varsity members led us in a couple of cheers before announcing the winners of the poster contest:  6th grade!  Then, those elementary classes who chose to could compete in a cheer competition, and my class won!!!  So both 6th grade and 3rd grade will get a pizza party!  There was a guys-against-girls varsity seniors obstacle course; the guys won……but barely!  Bro. Minge then announced each team member's name and had them line up, at which point the elementary classes handed them goodie bags we had put together for them.  We had a lot of fun getting our teams razzed up for the trip.  They left after Sunday morning church because the games started Monday morning.  It's a good thing they left when they did; there're some nasty snowstorms moving through the passes, and this tournament is held over the mountains.  The main pass was closed soon after they crossed!  Please pray for their safe return Wednesday late afternoon.

God is so good to us, daily, weekly, hourly.  Our world is so busy, so frantic, so minute-by-minute, that it takes conscious effort to stop and purposefully thank God for what He does and is.  Don't forget to display an attitude of thankfulness---not just say the words but feel them.  You'll find this thankfulness will spill over into your children's lives and your spouse's and your coworkers'.  God bless you this day especially!

Colossians 3: 16  "Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly in all wisdom; teaching and admonishing one another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing with grace in your hearts to the Lord."

Saturday, February 1, 2014

Our God is simply good.

To begin with, GO SEAHAWKS!!!  We are so excited to watch the Superbowl tomorrow and see the conclusion of our team's exciting season.  If you hear wild screaming and loud cheering coming from Washington State, it's all of us 12ers making our opinion known.  Now on to the rest of the blog!

It's my opinion that Dale is either made of sterner stuff than the rest of us or that drowning accident changed his DNA on a molecular level.  He falls frequently---more than anyone else I know!---and still he has yet to give up and stop walking.  Oh, he gets scared a lot; he shows hesitancy when encouraged to walk on his own sometimes, especially in a busy place or unfamiliar territory.  But to see him walk around my classroom or at home or even out of the auditorium and down the hall to the parking lot after church---that's an awesome sight!  To watch the young man whom doctors said would probably never survive the 20 minutes spent in the ocean until those brave men pulled him out actually walk on his own is to witness a miracle straight from the halls of Heaven all over again.  To observe the teenager whom we were warned might never leave the hospital or respond to our voices or feed himself or talk continually prove those statistics wrong is to see the hand of God clearly visible in our daily lives.

Dale has every reason to give up, to quit trying, to make excuses as to why he can't……and sometimes he does!  We find ourselves frequently scolding him for his lack of initiative and his frustratingly accepting attitude toward his "disabilities."  And, it's true, he needs to keep walking every day, keep working on his balance (which seriously needs some help!), keep striving to think clearly and memorize his school work.  He is not quite the same Dale we said goodbye to that sunny morning two and a half years ago.  He struggles with his studies now; he needs assistance walking to and from his classes; he gets shaky when there are too many distracting issues when he's trying to walk.  He doesn't like walking past the basketball team as they practice because he's always afraid a ball or a person might come his way, and he simply lacks the ability to quickly adjust and move out of the way.  This is why his face frequently bears the scars of yet another fall; he can't stop himself once he starts falling.  Chad and I are absolutely astounded that he hasn't injured himself worse than just scrapes and bruises so far.  No broken bones, no concussions, no head trauma.  Just another sign that God takes care of Dale!  Dale is in His hands, and there's no safer place to be.

We wonder what Dale's future might hold.  Will he be able to graduate from high school?  Is there any chance he'll go to college?  Will I be able to let him go to that extent?  Will Dale ever get married, have children, hold a job?  The plain, frustrating, undeniable truth is---we just don't know.  We. Don't. Know.  But we know Someone Who does.  And this brings a smile to my face every time I re-arrive at this conclusion:  God knows.  He has a specific plan for Dale, and His plans are always good.  Since I can't know the future and I won't know until we get there, I have no choice but to trust that unknown future to a known Father.  I can trust unwillingly, fighting against the unfairness of it all, crying and screaming at God, worrying myself into a dozen ulcers; or I can trust willingly, daily letting God keep control of my life and my family's lives, obeying His Word and accepting His comfort, secure in the knowledge that I don't have to be in control for things to work out.  In fact, if I were in control, if I were God, we'd have a lot bigger problems to worry about!  Every time I try to take the reins and run my own life, I wind up careening out of control, crashing, and burning.  Seriously.  God reminds me so many times in so many ways that I am not qualified or capable of managing my present, much less my future---just look at my past!  He is my Captain, my vessel, my charted course, my going……..and He is more than able to provide my son and my daughters and my husband and myself with all that we need both now and in the future.  He will perfect His work in our lives, and His work in Dale isn't finished yet!

We have a big God, big enough to create the entire universe yet small enough to live inside our hearts.  We have a powerful God, powerful enough to hold back the Red Sea yet gentle enough to cradle each sparrow that falls.  We have a loving God, loving enough to die on an old rugged cross for our sins yet compassionate enough to only give us what we can handle.  He's worth trusting.

I'll close with some verses that I know I've used before, but they are so true:

Proverbs 3: 5 - 6  "Trust in the Lord with all thine heart, and lean not unto thine own understanding.  In all thy ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct thy paths."

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

2014---Here we go!!!

Oh, my goodness!  It has been so long since I've posted an update---you probably thought we all packed up and left!  Not so, we're just busy, busy, busy as usual.

The kids and I really relaxed during Christmas break, staying up late and sleeping in each morning.  We all needed the break from school and lessons and homework and (in Katie's case) geometry.  We were all ready to head back to school, but getting up that early in the morning nearly killed us!  UGH!!!  That whole first week back was torture.  Thankfully, my students were pretty good about settling back into their routines.  Since the end of the second semester is upon us (as of today), we had no choice but to dive back into the curriculum and learn the needed material so we would be ready for tests and quizzes.

We changed Dale's schedule slightly.  Instead of constantly walking back and forth between the Learning Center and his other classes, Dale now walks from homeroom to the classroom next door.  He sits in the back and works on PACES for first hour; then he's already in the right classroom for second hour math.  Next, he walks outside to the Learning Center for study hall (third hour) with fourth hour Bible class right next door.  He'll come to the lunchroom for lunch before heading back to the Learning Center for fifth hour study hall, sixth hour history/geography, and seventh hour study hall.  During these study hall periods, Dale works on his English and science PACES.  He will probably set aside the science PACES for now since they aren't necessary until next year and work on his new Northwest History PACE.  Chad is now able to volunteer each week for a short time in the Learning Center to help Dale out (or any other student who needs assistance) or grade papers for the supervising teacher.  What a blessing this will be!  Katie seems to be getting a slight foothold in geometry, which greatly relieves her.  Whenever the teams are gone on away trips, the teacher is able to backtrack and explain again any parts Katie still struggles with; this has helped her tremendously.  She has been assisting me in my classroom during fifth hour, but this next semester she wants to just do study hall since she'll have her geometry teacher as her supervisor there and can ask any questions she may have.  Ashley is doing great and keeping up her grades since she needs them to qualify for sports.  Emily is just a doll!  She reminds me of that commercial for some kind of candy (sour patch kids?) with the slogan "First they're sour; then they're sweet."  Sometimes she's sweet and adorable and sometimes she's a menace!  But we love her dearly all the same.  Amanda is super busy at college, dividing her time between classes and work.  She's learning the hard way that paying your own way means a lot of hard work and not much spending money!  But her attitude seems good and she has a great job.  I believe God will continue to bless her as she seeks His will in all matters.

I have, unfortunately, caught a massive cold.  I felt it coming on last week and stupidly did nothing to help ward it off.  By Friday night, I could tell I was going to get really sick.  I tried taking extra vitamin C then, but the cold caught fast.  I was sick Saturday although I still did buses in the morning; I was out sick all Sunday; I only went to school Monday because I had no sub to call.  (My students were so kind and considerate of me, as well as my fellow teachers!)  Finally, last night, I started to feel as though I'd turned a corner.  Today, I still am sick but feeling better than yesterday.  Hopefully, I will continue to get better each day until I feel well again.  I've done my best not to share this cold with any of my family or students; time will tell just how successful I've been!

Last but not least, Dale turned 15 on January 6th!  He received a new Bible and cover which he got to pick out himself at the Bible bookstore.  Chad and I had decided he needed a second Bible with cover so that he didn't have to keep switching his Bible in and out of his backpack for each service.  (Having a handle on the cover makes the Bible easier for Dale to carry.)  Dale picked out a nice Bible and a camouflage cover.  While we were there, we saw the coolest Bible!  It was called a spill-proof, waterproof Bible.  It had a special material for its cover and even its pages were waterproof.  You could feel how slick they felt.  It was made of some kind of vinyl-type material that wouldn't soak up water.  One of the testimonials stated that the water had slid right off as well as some mud!  Neat, huh?  What a great idea!

Praise the Lord for His continual goodness!  Day in, day out, God's goodness is constant, His grace freely given, and His mercies renewed every morning.  What a powerful and wonderful Lord we serve!

Isaiah 53: 5  "But he was wounded for our transgressions, He was bruised for our iniquities:  the chastisement of our peace was upon Him; and with His stripes we are healed."

Wednesday, December 25, 2013

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

Happy birthday, Jesus!  Today is the day we celebrate Christ's birth!  Not that we believe He was born on this date, but rather we choose this day to celebrate His coming as a babe in order to grow to be a man Who would die on the cross to pay for the sins of the entire world.  Isn't Christmas wonderful?  A special time each year to remember that most wondrous event when the God-child was born and angels filled the heavens to sing praises to God on high for His incredible gift to man.  Wouldn't you have loved to have been a shepherd that night in the field?  Or the innkeeper wondering what on earth was causing that bright light that set the stable out back aglow?  Or, even better, one of the wise men who nearly came unglued when you realized that the sign you had been looking for for years had just appeared in the sky?

Even more amazing is the knowledge that Christ Jesus did all this......fulfilled prophecy, came to earth as a baby instead of a full-grown man, died on Golgotha.......for me.  He came for me.  If I had been the only sinner on earth, if everyone else had been perfect, Jesus would still have done it all---for me.  Thank You so much, Lord Jesus, for coming to earth that night so long ago.  Thank You for growing up as any child would and yielding Your will each day to Your earthly parents so that we might learn from and follow Your example.  Thank You for choosing to die such an awful death because You knew it had to be done and You were the only One Who could carry it through.  Thank You for being born, living, and dying for sinful mankind so that we might have the choice to live in Heaven with You one day.

How does your family celebrate Christmas?  When I was seven, my family started the tradition of opening our gifts on Christmas Eve for two reasons:  1) Christmas was on a Sunday that year, and my pastor urged folks to open their gifts the night before so that there would be no excuses for staying home from church the next morning, and 2) my mom was due to give birth at any moment.  My parents chose to open gifts Christmas Eve to avoid any disappointment from us kids if Mom and Dad wound up in the hospital Christmas Day.  As it turns out, this was a good idea---my sister made her appearance early Christmas morning!  Each year after, our family opened gifts on Christmas Eve and had a birthday cake for Kathy and Jesus on December 25th.  So, when my husband and I got married, we decided to open gifts Christmas Eve and celebrate Jesus' birthday on Christmas Day.  We still do that now with our kids, except Christmas morning has morphed into "Stocking Opening and Treasure Hunt Time."  We have my mom to blame thank for that!  The kids really enjoy opening gifts the night before Christmas while knowing they will get even more stuff the next morning.  I think we overdid it this year; Chad and I each buy stuff for the children and sort through it all in the weeks before Christmas to see what we have stored up for whom.  We wound up having to stuff two stockings for each child since there was no way to fit all their junk into just one stocking!  It was a lot of fun!  The only sad part is that we're missing Amanda this year; she opted to stay at college for the holidays and work ahead on next semester's school bill.  I know the college and church there will have special events planned and gifts for the college students who don't get to go home, but I also know that nothing will replace time with your family.  Mandie, we love you and wish you a very Merry Christmas in Santa Clara!

I hope your holiday has been just as wonderful as ours.  We're looking forward to tonight's Christmas service, too---what a great way to spend Christmas.......in God's house!  Merry Christmas to all!  In the words of Tiny Tim, "God bless us, every one!"

Luke 2: 11  "For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord."

Thursday, December 12, 2013

GO KNIGHTS!!!

I am presently at school, enjoying our teams' first victories!  We don't normally start our season this late in the year, but for one reason or another, here we are.  I think we can look forward to a good season this year in both volleyball and basketball.......not that we are so good that we'll blow everyone else away, but our teams practice their hearts out each week and are striving to do their best.  Only our girls have played so far, but both JV and Varsity won!!

Ashley played her very first official volleyball game today.  She's in seventh grade this year and excited to be on the JV team.  For the past couple of days, all I've heard from her is, "I can't wait for our first game!"  This morning she woke up and said, "Mom, today's our first game."  But her voice held a tinge of anxiety which only increased as the day wore on.  She began to get more and more nervous as game time approached, so afraid that she would make some horrible, glaring mistake.  (I began to seriously think that she would wind up throwing up!)  However, she held herself together just fine and played quite well (no prejudice here).  Coach even left her in for all three games, which greatly boosted Ashley's morale.  She's following in her older sisters' footsteps as a good volleyball player!

We've decided to switch Dale over to all PACES as he seems to do so much better working at his own learning speed.  We'll order the PACES now, but he probably won't begin them until next semester starts; this way we get a definite end-of-semester grade in each of his classes so far.  The possible negative of Dale having to stay in the Learning Center most of the school day will hopefully be offset by the positive of his grades improving.

Dale is growing by leaps and bounds---that might not be an apt comparison!  Dale is growing by shuffles and jerks.  :-)  He's taller than me (no great feat); he's taller than Katie now (slightly better achievement); he's grown so much in the last year that he'll pass Mandie soon and challenge Dad's height before he's done.  We tease him about the "caterpillar" on his upper lip......which I have to help him shave because, each time I envision trying to explain to the ER doctors why my almost fifteen-year-old son sliced off his upper lip, I shudder!  He has absolutely no excess fat on his body; his arms are long and bony; but his grip is super strong.  Sometimes when we are holding hands, walking together, and he feels shaky, he will tighten his grip on my hand until I feel like he's going to break my thumb right off!  And, of course, when I mention this, Dale just sort of shrugs his shoulders and chuckles like, "What did you expect, Mom?  I'm stronger than you!"  I threaten on a bi-weekly basis to walk off and leave him standing there to make his own way to wherever he's going, but so far I haven't carried through on my threat.  (I'm beginning to think he doesn't believe me!)

Well, tomorrow is the last day of school this week.  One more week before Christmas break!  The students have not been too crazy to handle, just crazy enough.  Sometimes they're bouncing off the ceiling which makes me want to climb the walls, but we've been able to keep our feet on the ground and still reach for the sky.  How's that for a mind-bender?!

I love the Christmas season, not just for the lights and food and presents, but because I get reminded every day to thank God for sending His Son to be born to die for my sins.  What an amazing gift God gave mankind that day!  It goes against all reason to suppose that the great God Who formed all things would create man, watch him walk away, and then choose to die for man to win him back.  Are we really that important to God?  The answer is---YES.  God loves us beyond all human comprehension, beyond all understanding, beyond all reason, beyond all boundaries, beyond all time limits, beyond all explanations.  He simply loves........us.  Thank You, Lord, for showing us true love that day millennia ago when You first formed the plan for our salvation.  You are truly a wondrous God, One worthy of all praise and all glory for ever.

Galatians 4: 4 - 5  "But when the fullness of time was come, God sent forth His Son, made of a woman, made under the law,  To redeem them that were under the law, that we might receive the adoption of sons."