Let's Get Real.......Do you live in a bubble? A bubble that consists of your world and everything within your sight and your reach? I mean, it's very easy to do. We get caught up in our day to day which consists of work, school, running here and there, going to the grocery, ballgames, homework.....and then, Whew! Who has time for anything else, right? Well, that leads me to my question of the week.
How many of us need to be challenged to step outside the bubble that we live in? The most eye opening experience is to discover that you actually do live in a bubble. You never discover it unless you take that first step out of your own world, and that which encompasses it, land yourself into someone else's world and then take a look back at your own. Then you see it.
I hear quite often that people, especially Christians, are plagued with guilt over not feeling like they do enough to help people. They feel like they should be doing something. That feeling lasts for a while and then it is drowned out once again by the busyness of life and the comfort of our bubbles.
Is it comfortable to step out into a world that is unfamiliar, whether that be across town at a homeless shelter, or across the world in an orphanage? Is it easy to serve others? The answer is NO, it is not comfortable and it is not easy? It takes laying ourselves and our own wants for that moment aside. It requires us to be obedient to what we feel in our spirit that we are called to do. It is SO easy to push that feeling aside.
But is there reward in the end? YES!! A thousand times....YES! We then wipe the sweat from our brow and say "Whew, It was worth it!" We see the great need and then we see how we were placed in a position to help that need. But the only way the need got solved was because we chose to step outside of our own world, our own "bubble", so to speak, and step into a place where we can be used by God.
I lived in a bubble for many years before my eyes were opened. I have a cool story which I will share in the next post about how God busted my bubble. Often times our bubbles consist of worry, depression, problems within, that we would discover really aren't that bad if we ever stepped out long enough to look at the problems of others.
How have you been challenged to step outside of your "bubble"? Please tell the benefits of it and what it was that opened your eyes to it. We all need to be encouraged in this area. And we all need to get real and admit that most of us live in a bubble in the first place. How can we see, unless our eyes are opened?
Psalm 119:18 (New Living Translation)
18 Open my eyes to see
the wonderful truths in your instructions.
Sometimes opening our eyes to need around us could be as simple as looking across the street.
I look forward, as always, to hearing how you can open some of our eyes with your stories and your comments :-)






We began praying and doubting if we were even called to adopt or not. I was now focusing my efforts on helping homeless kids and was wondering if we were just supposed to do that instead of adopt. We took in some kids into our home for several days to help their mom out who had a miscarriage. We really bonded with this family and the kids. (See picture below) This is the 4 year old boy and his sis who we helped (look familiar?). They quickly became a part of our family and we saw them all the time for a while. It is totally amazing to me to see how God was planting seeds and preparing the way without us even knowing it.
So then when I had just about given up on adoption all together and had just sent out a letter to all the people who had donated, explaining that we really didn't know if it was going to happen or not....my sis sends me an email with a video. Kristi sent me an email that said "Watch this video! It is a family that just adopted a boy from Ethiopia. They did exactly what you have been trying to do and I hear it is easier in Ethiopia." So hesitantly I click on the video and this random video she sent happened to be a girl I knew. "Wait a minute! I know her! That's Tracy!" I had spoken at her bible study a year earlier and shared my testimony. I called her and she came to my house and brought her son, Levi and shared their story
I was drawn to him and his great big smile. I kept coming back and looking at his pic. When I looked up his info, it showed he had an older sister around the age of 13. So, disappointed, I said "Shoot!" and then tried to get him out of my mind since I knew we couldn't adopt two. I got up and walked out of the room and left the waiting kids up on the screen. My oldest daughter came in and sat down and next thing I know she is yelling my name. She yells "Mom, come here! You have to see this cute kid!" I ran in and it was the exact same boy I had been drawn to. I thought how strange that she was drawn to the same great big smile I was out of all of those kids. I quickly showed her that he had to be adopted with his sister and she was disappointed too. That was the end of that. 







Above, you see us with our son just days after we picked him up for the first time in Ethiopia. He never had a father and his birth mother was deaf and mute and too poor to feed him. Because of her suffering she made the brave choice to place him up for adoption, never knowing if she would see him again, but praying he would have a better life than her. God had his life planned. In the midst of this mother's suffering He had already provided the answer. It was us. 






Something as simple as giving bread to children who are hungry can speak God's love to them more than anything else in that moment of their greatest need. Something as silly as purchasing a sheep for food seems odd to us but when you see that a sheep provides soup that feeds a village....













