Bless the Lord, O my soul: and all that is within me, bless HIS HOLY NAME.

Monday, May 20, 2013

Happy Birthday, Honey!

Today is my husband's birthday.  I want to publicly say that I admire this man. I have seen God's blessings upon his life; and how blessed I have been to walk beside him as his wife these past eleven years.

 May God give YOU many more years of service to Him!

I love you!

Sunday, May 12, 2013

Things I Have Learned from My Mother

My mother, Mrs. Billie Jean (Ashcraft) Sloan was born into a family with a daddy who was an unsaved drunkard, and a mother who had been saved in the Methodist church as a young girl.  My mom was the first of four children.

The Lord worked a miracle of grace when He saved my grandfather when my mother was only 6 months old.  Later, God called my grandfather (the late Dr. L.H. Ashcraft) into the ministry, and as a missionary in 1960.

My mother was 16 years old when her family moved to Mexico as missionaries.  She remembers it as a hard time for her, having to leave the comforts of her country and her dear friends to follow her father to a foreign country.  (In 1960, Mexico was not as modern as it is today!)  She was obedient, and with a godly attitude, was submissive to her earthly father's leading.  She finished high school in Mexico, then went on to Teacher's college in Mexico, as well....as she learned Spanish and helped in the missions that my grandfather was starting.

In 1968, God took my father, Dr. Tom Sloan, Sr. to visit the work in Mexico, where my mother and he met and fell in love.  They were married in September, 1969.

In 1970, God brought my parents to Chiapas as missionaries, where my father served the Lord reaching the Indian people through his medical practice, and preaching the Gospel in villages so remote they could only be reached by foot (or riding donkeys, as did my father).

I am blessed to have been born into this loving family, the fifth child of eight.  As I look back in my mind to my childhood, I can only remember fun, loving times.  There were difficult times for our family, but I believe my mother took her role as wife and mother so seriously, that she did her best to have a godly attitude throughout the hard times, and she did her "job" so well.

What a courageous woman she has been!  In this post I would like to mention some things that I have learned from her as I have observed her and been loved by her over the past 36 years.

1.  She has been faithful to have her personal Bible-reading and prayer time every day.

I have memories of my mother being up very early, sometimes before daylight, to read her Bible at the dining room table every morning.  What a comfort it was to me to see her consistently reading her Bible and praying!

2.  She was obedient and submissive to my father, and she lovingly and cheerfully served him.

I believe there is nothing you can do that will positively influence a child more than to see Mother being submissive to Father.  I am thankful for a mother who was obedient to my father, although it wasn't always easy.

3.  She was a wonderful keeper of our home.

My mother is a very organized lady, and she had a routine that allowed things to run very smoothly in our home.  She mothered and home-schooled eight children, was active in the church pastored by my father, and always had a delicious meal prepared and served (at our house) at 2:00 p.m. (Mexican dinner time!)

4.  She loved my father and her children

She was very tender toward her children, and I never remember her raising her voice at us. 

5.  She practiced hospitality

Mom knew how to serve people in her home, many times receiving guests whom she did not expect.  She  knew how to serve the "simplest" of guests, as well as she served the "high society" of our city.  I remember her baking and decorating a cake, and celebrating the wedding anniversary of an Indian couple who came to visit us from a village.  The couple did not even wear shoes, but she made them feel very special that afternoon.  My father was very compassionate toward the "lowest" of society.  He often brought the "unloved" into our home, where my mother would set a plate of hot food at her dining room table and serve them as she did the lawyers and doctors who visited us.

Mom was an expert in helping celebrate birthdays.  She remembered people's birthdays all over San Cristobal, and would write out a card, bake bread or cookies, and take them to the home of the "Birthday Person."  Many people in our town have been blessed by her hospitality and generosity.

Today, she is so thoughtful to make very elegant fruit baskets for anyone who is a guest in her home.  I have the great privilege of living close to her, and each time we come into town for a visit (even if it is every two weeks), she always has a wonderful fruit basket ready for us!

6.  She was committed to her marriage

She was true to her wedding vows, faithful in sickness and in health, as she cared for my father through 24 years of Parkinson's.  She was faithful to him, 'til death did them part.

7.  She has been a teacher to other women

God has used Mom as a teacher to other women, as well as to a multitude of children throughout the 53 years she has been on the mission field.

8.  She is an excellent mother-in-law and grandmother

Ask any of her daughters-in-law or sons-in-law:  They all love her.  She has wisely kept out of her children's marriages, and has faithfully prayed for her children and their spouses.  Her ability to keep quiet even when she doesn't agree has had a positive effect in her children's marriages.

Her grandchildren adore her.  She has 11 grandchildren who live fairly close to her.  Every Tuesday night, she invites them over and orders pizza and sits with them and watches a movie with them.  That is HER special time with her grandchildren.  From her eldest granddaughter, who is 16, to her baby grandson...each of them ENJOY being with her.

9.  She showed great peace at the time of my father's death

I remember how peaceful she looked that afternoon that Dad went to Heaven.  He died in his bed, and she sat very calmly at the foot of his bed.  When my brothers asked if they should go ahead with the Sunday evening services (Dad passed away at 5:15 pm on a Sunday afternoon), she said, "Yes. That's what Daddy would have wanted.").  God's grace was very evident in her life at that time, and it was a great testimony to me.

10.  She led her children to the Lord

I thank the Lord that my mother led me (and most of my sibblings) to the Lord.  I have the sweetest memory of her and me sitting on her bed as she showed me from Holy Scripture how I could be saved.



--There is so, so much more that I could say about this amazing lady that I call "Mother,"....many more things that she has taught me.  

I thank the Lord every day for placing me in the loving home of this godly lady.  I pray that the things she has taught me will be put into practice every day as I mother my own children.

Monday, April 8, 2013

Sing Unto The Lord

Dear Readers,

My sister-in-law, Liz (Philip's wife) and I recorded a CD in Spanish and it is finally ready and available.  The Lord allowed me to translate most of the songs on the CD.



I want to take this opportunity to say how much I love and admire Liz.  She is a godly lady, and she was our pastor's wife for 11 years.  Now that Philip and Liz have moved on to start a new work in the state of Veracruz, we miss them so much.  I am so thankful for the privilege of getting to accompany Liz on the piano many times.  My piano playing is no match for her beautiful voice, but I counted it as a great privilege to get to play for her.  I am grateful that Liz and I were able to record this CD together.

The songs included on this CD are as follows:

  • Al Señor Seamos Fieles
  • Aún Quisiera Ir (Translated by my sister, Elizabeth Martínez)
  • Diré a Cristo
  • No Se Deshace del Barro (Translated by Anna Lopez)
  • El Nombre de Jesús (Translated by Anna Lopez)
  • Mi Dios Es Santo (Translated by Anna Lopez)
  • No Habrá Noche
  • Qué Bueno Es Dios (Translated by Anna Lopez)
  • ¿Quién Soy Yo?  (Translated by Anna Lopez)
  • Yo Puedo Entrar (Abigail Miller Ministries, Translated by Anna Lopez)
  • Seamos Fieles (Translated by Anna Lopez)

Our greatest desire is that the name of our Lord would be glorified through the songs on this CD, and that others would be edified.  May God receive the glory.  He is worthy.

If you wish to order a CD, please get in touch with me.

~~My sister, Ruth, also recorded a CD (she recorded two:  One in English and one in Spanish). 
 Please go to her blog here to read more about it.

Friday, April 5, 2013

The Greatest Of All

I want to take time to say how grateful I am for my older children, Andrew (9) and Deborah (7), who were such a great help to me throughout my pregnancy, and have continued to be so since our baby was born.  They hear a lot of the following:

  • "Pass me a diaper."
  • "Bring me the baby's towel."
  • "Go turn off the stove."
  • "Sweep the floor for Mommy."
  • "Run get the wet wipes!!!"
  • "Grab the diaper bag." 
...Etc., etc., etc.

How wonderful it is to have good help, and I am thankful that I can rely on them for things I need done.  What a difference it has made with this baby to have older children who truly are a big help!



A few weeks ago, the children and I were talking about the discussion the disciples had among themselves about who was the greatest.  Jesus later told them that the greatest is the servant of all.  I told them that when they are serving others, they are indeed the greatest of all.

I heard Debbie say to Andrew the other day, "You go first.  I want to be the greatest."  I had to smile.  But to my children I say, "To Mommy you are the greatest because you have had such a servant's attitude, and I do appreciate it!"

From one grateful Mommy,
Mrs. Lopez

Saturday, March 30, 2013

Andy 'n' Anna...11 Years

Last Saturday, March 23rd, my husband and I celebrated our 11th anniversary.

As I look back over the years the Lord has given us together, I cannot help but just be thankful for all I have lived, experienced, learned with this wonderful man I call my husband.  I feel blessed to be the one who gets to prepare his meals, wash and iron his clothes, pray for him, walk beside him, and rear our three children with him.

I'm thankful his key opens my door, and everytime I hear his key opening up the door to our home, I feel a pitter-patter in my heart, for he is the one who holds the key to my heart.  He deserves my love, my honor, my obedience, my reverence.

And how I love this man!

Thank you, My Sweetheart, for your loving care for me during these eleven years.  I love you more than I could ever say.



Saturday, March 2, 2013

Adjustments

We are really enjoying our new-born son.  He is such a delight.  Even the night-time feedings are special to me.  I love washing and folding his itty-bitty clothes...so soft, so little!

Having a new-born baby in the house always brings adjustments for everyone.  It is a blessing having older children, as they are such a big help to me!

We stayed at Mom's house for three weeks after the baby was born.  To say that Mom has been a big help would be an under-statement.  I don't even know how to express my gratefulness for all she has done for us.  She went far beyond what was expected of her.  We made some very precious memories in the weeks we were at her house!  THANK YOU, MOM!!!



Last week we "moved" back to our own house. (I actually wrote this two weeks ago.)  I knew there would be adjustments, juggling house work, getting my husband to work in the mornings, the children's school work, meals, etc.  Praise the Lord, our first week "alone" went very well.   But I know there are very challenging days ahead!!

My youngest, beautiful sister (she is beautiful inside and out...a lady whom I admire very much!...and who also recently gave birth to an adorable baby girl!) wrote something for me, and gave it to me a few days after our baby was born.  It really has been an encouragement and help to me, and I have referred back to it many times!

I would like to share what she wrote with you.  I have a few friends who have either recently given birth, or are expecting a baby, and I know this will be a blessing and an encouragement to them as well.

Things I wish I had remembered...or someone had reminded me...about having a new-born baby
  •  Baby takes up 98% of my time.  Going to the bathroom, taking a bath, reading my Bible, doing my nails, etc....it's a luxury I can barely afford.  But after three months, I can paint my nails, read a magazine, drink a whole cup of coffee while it's still hot.
  • My sleeping time is interrupted.  I am exhausted.  I am scared I will fall asleep and drop him.  I walk and pace and rock and nurse, but he still won't sleep, so I can't sleep.  But after three months, as if by magic, I put him down one night, and sleep until 7:00 a.m.!  I rush to his crib!  Is he still breathing?  Yes!  He just turned into my precious angel who sleeps through the night!
  • Feeding my baby is excruciatingly painful!....I feel guilty because I dread nursing my beautiful, long-awaited, innocent little baby.  But after two weeks, this is the sweetest, most relaxing, tender part of my day...feeding my baby, nourishing his little body.  How delightful these moments are, spent feeding my baby!
  • Baby swallows air.  He doesn't know yet how to coordinate sucking and swallowing, and he gets choked.  I have to burp him, then he spits up the milk he just worked so hard to suck and swallow.  One day, after about two months, I don't even notice and he peacefully falls asleep and doesn't need to be burped anymore.
  • Baby ONLY wants to be held!  But after three months, he discovers his hands and will lay for long periods of time, playing with his hands.
  • I longingly look at my beautiful clothes hanging in my closet.  Will I ever fit into them again?!  Yes, after about two weeks, those darling blouses and skirts will fit again!
  • I wish someone had reminded me to always have wet wipes and hand sanitizer in my diaper bag at all times!
  • I wish I had had a baby sling the first month of baby's birth.  This keeps people from touching, kissing or asking if they can hold baby!  Also, this sling is so, so awesome, because I can do laundry, cook, sweep and mop, teach, make beds...and baby is happily asleep.  It also provides great privacy when having to nurse in public.
  • I wish I had known how much it helps him stay asleep during the first month if he is swaddled...arms by his sides, wrapped like a taco.  (While he sleeps, his hands flail around, waking him up.  If they are wrapped up, they don't wake him up.)
  • I wish I had remembered what miracles 4 or 5 drops of Espaven do for his gassy tummy.
  • I wish I had not felt so guilty about not caring for my older children.  Children are quick to forgive and forget that you do not hold them and pamper them like you used to.  And, yes, after the Magical Three Month Mark, everything gets back to normal!
  • I WISH I HAD KNOWN THAT THERE WAS A THREE-MONTH PERIOD OF ADJUSTMENT!  For me, for baby, for older children, for husband, for housework...everything does eventually get back to normal after three months.
  • But most of all, I wish someone had reminded me of how swiftly time flies, how quickly they change...and yet, not to long for the days past, but to enjoy every moment, every change...and how each new thing they discover, each onesie they out-grow, each ounce of weight they put on, is a JOY because they are HEALTHY and ALIVE!

Thank you, Little Sister, for these very valuable reminders!!!

...If any of you mothers reading this would like to add your own thoughts, advice, and words of wisdom with the rest of us, please feel free to share in the comments section.   We can all learn from each other.  Motherhood is such a sweet and beautiful gift from God.  Let's learn from each other and share in the joy of this wonderful  part of being a woman!

Here is a peek into the sweetness this Little Blessing from Heaven  has added to our home:












Saturday, January 26, 2013

A Baby Poem and A Miracle



Last Thursday morning (January 17), at 2:30 am, I woke up and could not go back to sleep.  As I lay there in the dark and quiet, feeling my un-born baby move within my womb, the following poem came to my heart.  I want to share that with you....
 

Little Baby in my womb
I feel you move within me
A bit of wondrous mystery,
As I wonder how you’ll be.

Miracle of life you are,
My innocent and perfect child
Formed by your Creator,
God Himself in Heaven smiled.

He looked down upon our home,
An heritage celestial, like no other
A precious blessing for our home
Gift of God, wrapped all in wonder.

Perfect little fingers, ten
I long to caress your softest skin
Little toes on little feet
Just little dots now, so small, so sweet.

Eyes of brown, or eyes of blue?
How I long to look at you.
Eyes still closed in silent sleep
I wish to gaze at you, perfect you.

For now I feel pleased and content
To feel you move within me
My darling mystery, growing within me
I wonder at you, Miracle Within...

The next day, at 10 am, I began my labor.  Andrew had a meeting in a near-by city, and Mom left to go to give her radio lesson at 10:40.  I laid in bed for an hour as I timed my contractions...7 minutes, 7 minutes, 7 minutes....5 minutes, 5 minutes...3 minutes (in that exact sequence).  When Mom arrived, I called my Doctor, who told me to come in.   We arrived at the hospital at 12:30 and I was checked immediately.  I was dilated to 2.

40 minutes later, I was checked once again, and was dilated to 4.  45 minutes later, I was at 10.  I was quickly prepped and taken into the "prepping room," because there was a C-section taking place in the delivery room.  I began birthing in the prepping room, which is when I saw my Honey come in.  5 minutes later, I was taken into the delivery room, where almost immediately our Baby Son was born.  

He arrived at 2:50 p.m. on January 18, weighing 7 lb, 8 oz, measuring 19.6 inches.  His loud cries were heard almost immediately, and the pediatrician brought him over for me to see...such a beautiful sight!   My Baby Boy, so desired, so loved, prayed for for so long.

I put my face to my husband's shirt and cried from sheer relief and joy.  

   

Truly, the birth of a baby is a miracle.  From the moment of conception, through the months of growth and development, perfectly formed and created by God's Divine Hands, placed in my womb, entrusted into our care, blessing our home.  Just a miracle.

So this morning, as I rejoice over and over, every moment of my day, at the wonderful miracle of life, I thank God for our Baby.



Rejoice with me.  May our praise and glory be for our wonderful Lord.

Over-flowing with gratitude,
Mrs. Anna Lopez