Finding Rocks

There is was poking outta the warm soft sand. Exactly what I was looking for the perfect rock. I wasn't sure what I was looking for ,but when I saw it, I knew it was the one that would be perfect for our family vacation shadow box.

I spent some time walking along the beach looking for this rock. Noah helped and with each rock he would come across he would ask the question.. "Is this the one?" Nope keep looking we will find it son! Growing tired he said "Mommy can't we just pick one they are all the same."

Ahhhh then it was on of those moments, you know the teachable ones that are to good to pass up.. So I grabbed a few rocks and the one that was to be displayed in our box. And the conversation went a little like this...

"You see son, yes they are all rocks, yet there are different in shapes and sizes. And although they are all great rocks, this one (pointing to our rock) is perfect, because it is the one we chose for our family. There is no other rock on this beach that is the same, like you and me, that makes us wonderfully made and special." 

On the four hour drive home I had time to reflect on our time. I also thought alot about the rocks on the beach. I thought about how each rock had a story on how it ended up on the warm sandy shore of Pismo Beach. Some were smooth, perhaps rode a nice peaceful current to shore. Others looked a little rough around the edges, maybe it was tossed to and fro from the breaking current.

I wasn't sure how it got there, but one thing I knew for sure was that no two rocks were the same. And although each rock was special in its own, the one I choose was perfect, because we choose it for our family purpose.

Think about that for a second... We all have a story on how we got to the place were we are today. Some seasons have been smooth sailing and other times we have marks to show the breaking current. But out of all the "Rocks" on the shore God choose you.

I have to tell you.... We are not chosen because we are perfect, but we are perfect because we are chosen. God has a purpose and a plan for each one of us. Jeremiah 29:11 says that He has plans for us, that is for a hope and a future. Are you called? Do you know your purpose? Do you know that you are special and wonderfully made? Do you know know that there is no one else out there is exactly the same as you?

I hope you do, I am praying for you. I am praying that you would embrace whatever it is that God is calling you to do and know that outta everyone here on earth, God choose you!

Wanted to share some pictures of our family trip!!!!

 He is all boy, he kept trying to show his food in pictures.....

 They have formed a special bond, ever since daddy came to his aid.

 Love our Family!!!! 

 This is not a flattering picture but I just love the way we love to laugh. 

 Caleb was bummed that puppy didn't get in any pictures, so he asked to take a picture of him and puppy.

 Love

 Brothers

He never stops smiling...

Xoxoxox,

Moni

Heart attacks, attacks of the heart & modern day miracles- revised!

The other week, I was posting and save a draft entitled.. "Heart attack, attacks of the heart and modern day miracles." In that post I poured out my heart on how it appears that everyone around us was either having a physical heart attack or some sort of attack of the heart.

That night I was trying to pour out my heart pretending what it felt like to have one of these types of attacks. I couldn't, mistaking that I had to much to say and couldn't get it out on words, with what the real issue was. The issue of not being in that moment, until it happen.

Until Sunday when I came down the stairs to find my husband holding our lifeless two year old in his arms, trying to get him to wake up. His eyes rolling, and the only thing  he knew to do it is pray. To pray over him and call out to him, telling him to hang on and that Jesus loved him. The only thing I could do is listen to the voice of a 911 operator trying to assure me that help was on the way and that we were going to be ok.

In that moment, all I knew what to do was also call out to Jesus. Not knowing in that long five minutes of not knowing, I called on the only one who knew.. Jesus. This was the attack of my heart or very well could have been my heart attack.

That night we walked out of the hospital holding our boy. As scary as it seemed it wasn't as bad as it could have been.  Still  not knowing what caused the fever that caused the seizure, we thank God for that moment. The moment of taking our baby home.

I would be lying if I said that all is well, but truth is we have been shaking up. We experienced a glimpse of how precious life can be and at any moment without warning, our loan could be expired and   God could call His child home.

The chances of this happening again, is more likely till Caleb turns five, and my heart wants to turn to fear, worried about the what if's and it has many times. Replaying the images over and over again as if it was on a DVR. But then I have to ask myself is that what God wants for my life?

And the answer is No. I listen to an amazing study last night from Pastor Levi Lusko on using Pain as a microphone. Divine timing for a much needed reminder on how we need to use the trial and pain as a platform to profess what God has done in our life. Its during these times we are placed with keys to doors that would not be opened.

We had a follow up appointment Monday to see why Caleb had a high fever. As I waited in line for his prescription, I saw a lady buying some bed liners. Knowing I had a garage full of them the Lord prompted me to ask her if she needed them. In that moment, the last thing I wanted to do was be social and worry about anything other than getting my boy better. And just like it when the Lord wants you to do something, the prompting got stronger, my heart started racing and I spoke up.

" Do you use those alot?" She replied "Yes I go through a pack a day" We exchanged numbers and made plans for her to come the next day. Tuesday morning she showed up and picked up the liners, dropped off an unexpected bag of goodies from Trader Joe's and a beautiful plant. Then I opened up a the card. It read:

" Thank God, for the blessed gift you have offered to our family, in a great time of need."

You know what I love about this card, is that this lady recognized that the gift came from God, that He met her need. Friends, this divine appointment would not have happen had we not been there due to the attack of my heart. To keep this post from becoming a novel, I will spare the details on how see even ended up there, but just trust me when I say it was God appointed.

Last night as I tried to fall asleep I had to ask myself what I was going to do next? Live in fear, never leaving the house and hoovering over my child or really believe and trust in what I proclaim that Jesus is the anchor to my soul and in Him I find hope.

Friends, I believe in miracles, I believe in a God who funded a friends 30 thousand dollar cd, by using people to donate 15 thousand dollars in day. I believe in a God who after 15 years of prayer gave a baby to a friend. I believe in a God who held my son in the palm of his hand and gave him life, when all we could do to help him was pray.

Modern day miracles, we have seen in just the last month. Will my life be different? Sure it will, I will spend more time, doing things for Jesus and less time on the things that don't matter. You don't realized how precious moments are when you have your nose buried in your phone, until you almost lose them with the ones you love. God is not done with our Caleb yet or our family. It would be a disservice to our God to not allow this attack of our heart change the way we live for Him!

Thank you for your prayers, love and support for our family and boy!

"This hope we have as an anchor of the soul.." Hebrews 6:19

Serving Him,
The Pereyra family!