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OH HAPPY DAY Day {October 24th}

10.10.16

It’s officially countdown time. I am no longer telling people I’m leaving for China in two weeks…I’m leaving Saturday. Sat. Ur. Day. As in, like 5 days from now. That means it’s officially time for Kelly to be running around like crazy while making lists and remaking lists all while still trying to make meals, do laundry, play Uno with kids, and live somewhat of a normal life. I’ve learned something lately–I’m really not normal.

The rest of the team leaves on the 19th, a few days behind me. We’ll have one full day in Beijing and then a travel day to Xian before we drive another few hours by van to the city where we are serving. On Monday the 23rd, we will load into a white van with a driver who can only say “Hello ? Hello? Hello? Howareyou?” in English. We’ll wind through busy streets where Mercedes drive beside old bikes pulling trailers of vegetables we don’t recognize, all of them honking at each other to make themselves known. We’ll take deep breaths as we pull up to a big accordion gate where we will be waved through. And, there we will start Day 1 at the orphanage.

Just imagining the scenes as I write the words makes my heart beat a little faster.

We’re almost there.

There will be 15 of us in that van behind our driver friend wearing OH HAPPY DAY shirts. But, our team is so many more than that. There are literally hundreds of people a part of this team–financial donors, doll makers, art supply buyers, parents who sent pictures of their children to show the staff who cared for them, children who participated in sticker drives so that we could cover little fingers and hands with kitty cats and smiley faces. The 15 in that van are just the ones who actually get to GO.

As we enter into those gates on Monday the 24th, we want to do it as a Team with a capital T not just as our little team. We’re setting something up so that we can do that–something we have declared OH HAPPY DAY Day.

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On Monday the 24th, our team will be donning our blue OH HAPPY DAY shirts as we go. We’re asking that you join us in your OH HAPPY DAY shirt. Think of us, pray for us, be one of us as you wear it. Maybe even share a selfie with #ohhappyday to give us that reminder that you’re with us as we go. We’ll be hopping online as a team looking for those pics to encourage us at the end of our first day. We’d love to see yours among them.

Need a shirt still? Order yours HERE, making sure to give us your first and second choice of colors since we’re getting a bit low in stock.

Want another way to come with us? Sign up to pray for us HERE. I’ll send out some prompts this week to get you started.

Okay. Enough. Back to crazy.

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Posted by Kelly the Overthinker
Filed Under: The Sparrow Fund

I’m 40. {surprise}

10.4.16

I never cared about my age. And, I even dig my grey hairs coming in. But, a few months ago, as today approached, I started feeling it.

40.

I didn’t start feeling 40; I started feeling 39, realizing that being “in my 40s” was an entirely different season than “30 something.” All those things I dreamed about doing back when I was…ahem…”30 something”…well, now I should be doing them. And, frankly, that’s a bit overwhelming and scary and makes me battle between the desire to work harder and move faster and crawl into a corner and hide.

At 39 3/4, I confessed it to Mark with a gentle suggestion that he may want to do something a little different than the normal make-me-dinner-and-buy-me-a-cake-the-kids-love-but-I-don’t deal (which, mind you, has always made me happy before). I didn’t want something that would make me feel younger; I wanted something to help me feel convinced that 40 is good…or at least not so bad.

As I approached 39 11/12, I prepared for an Eeyore birthday. But, then October 2nd happened. I walked into our Sunday morning time right into a row where my jaw dropped to find most of my dearest confidants ready to wor ship with me, including several who drove over an hour to be there and one who my husband used his miles to fly here from Michigan. Yes, that’s right. He actually flew my friend here for a birthday lunch.

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We sat for hours and chatted, and they took turns sharing something they love or appreciate about me…40 year old me…as I have been and as I am now. My heart was fuller than full because the words they shared touched on the most tender places, those places where I feel insecure and doubt whether I am enough–loving people, mothering, listening, leading. I took it in then and over the next couple days, and 40 lost it’s sting. Instead of feeling like I’ve missed something or that my prime season was over, I had hope and a vision. These women were somehow blessed in the very areas where I have felt the pain of pruning. The next decade can only have more blessings in store as those places continue to be pruned and bear fruit.

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I didn’t know what I wanted for my 40th birthday. I’m so glad he did.

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