From the Home Front

If I would have known someday I would be married to a Marine, I would have pictured myself separated from him during a deployment looking depressed, lonely, and probably crying my eyes out with a box of chocolate (you know, like in the movies?).  Actually, I’m going to be 100% honest right now, this really would have been me had this deployment happened earlier on in my life.  But the day Chris left was not exactly the easiest day because it was the last day of school with my first group of 3^rd graders.  My kids were strangely sensitive towards me and even cried more than I did on that last day, not wanting to go (but that’s another story).  

By the grace of God, I got to go to a conference for a few days with girls from work, and then home right away to my family for a month.  I was kept busy and had little time to think about my husband being away (except when I was reminded by seeing my brothers and their cute girlfriends together!).  I didn’t even have to fly home by myself because I had my little pupperonis, and so my dad traveled with me to San Diego and back to my house for a couple days. Once school started up we all know how consumed I was with making sure my classroom was PER-FECT. 

Now that the classroom is all organized to my liking, procedures and behavior is in place, report cards & conferences are done for first quarter things are quiet.  I am not crying my eyes out or depressed.  I am… at peace.

Okay, I need to be real here – back up to when I had to spend my first week completely alone.  I had a spirit of fear in me.  I like my independence but I had NEVER been living totally on my own.  When things break, I either have to wait for someone else to help me or figure it out myself.  The first or second night by myself, this is a true story, I laid there eyes wide open with my dogs barking at every little sound.  We legitimately heard a sound and all popped right out of bed.  I thought, “great this is the end, my husband is away and people know it and they’re coming to get me”.  So what did I do? What any other freaked out girl alone would do… pistol in hand, creeped slowly out into the living room with my little body guards at my side… flipped the light switch on AND… and nothing.  I realized how silly I looked, put the gun away and laid back down and prayed for the spirit of fear to be broken.   Each morning from then on whenever I read about God’s promises for my life, I am told that I am safe every single day in his presence. 

The fact that I am alone, yet not lonely just proves that the word of Christ is living!  I don’t have to have a pity-me life while my husband is gone, AND I sleep very well, rest- assured that nothing or no one is going to hurt me.  In fact, I am blessed! Through my tour of duty God has proven to me that I CAN live without depending on other people or things, but solely on Him.  

With only a handful of weeks left to go, we are & have persevered! Our marriage is stronger than ever and we are receiving a new life when he comes home.  As we move to Camp Pendleton in a few months, I am torn at the fact that I will be leaving my students (officially my new babies).  I love our home here and my church family, but here we have an opportunity of a lifetime. God has heard our prayers to start a family with the benefits of the Marine Corps without anymore deployments, and that’s exactly what we are receiving.  I am so excited to go and reach out to other Marine wives and families and have new children to share my life with.  This isn’t the life I would have chosen for myself, but that’s only because it’s way better than I ever thought I could have. 

My devotional about being “A Good Solider”

“We are free to choose between life and death, yet God has chosen us to be enlisted in his army! Even though this is a mystery our finite minds cannot easily grasp, even if we do not completely understand we can just choose to receive Jesus and be grateful that he chose us.”

“Just as a good soldier of Christ I must endure suffering along with Him and not let myself become tied up with the affairs of this world because then I cannot satisfy the one who enlisted me!”

 “If we get involved in foolish, ignorant arguments that only start fights or let fear take over our lives then we lose our senses as we are stuck in the enemy’s trap, held captive by him to do whatever he wants.  Ungodliness spreads like a cancer!”

“If you keep yourself pure, you will be a utensil God can use for his purpose.  Your life will be clean and you will be ready for the Master to use you for every good work.”

2 more months & then...

My Life's Work... even on Spring Break! :)

Seven o'clock in the morning the sun starts to pour into my windows, the scent of coffee brewing wafts into my bedroom, the words from my Bible move from the paper into my soul, annnnnnd, cue two dirty dogs pouncing and trampling their little paws all over me.  I don't know how Brewer manages to get himself to the degree of dirtiness that he does, but he comes in with this panting smile on his face as though he doesn't know his long legs are cloaked with dirt.  Yet, I can't help but love him.  Even when he steals my slippers.
(Colbie wants her picture in here, too).  

 

This week my mom was able to witness our new home and go behind the scenes of a third grade teacher at work!  (She was overwhelmed with all the excitement of my job... but really, it is pretty hectic).  Being able to reflect on my teaching and my students' growth through out the year is vital, and for me, it tends to happen on my drive home from school.  Unfortunately (or fortunately) I am not able to write/type these reflections down as I am driving, leaving all these epiphanies lost and gone forever.  How can I possibly recall all the events, big or small, that have happened this school year for memory without them becoming mixed together with others?  My thoughts are all jumbled up, and all I know is that I have not failed to learn even more than I did last year.  All I can do now, is move forward & focus on the last quarter of this year, and get myself ready for the next year!  
Currently, my third graders are just now on Spring Break for two weeks and when they come back, all this year's preparations and hard work will fall into place as they will take the AIMs testing.  How could they not do amazing?  Through all the practices tests, they've made growth.  Through all the test prep packets (all color-coded with matching labels), they've seen and done every skill they "need to know".  I care so much about how my students do, and they know it!  However, I am sooo looking forward to using their learning from this year and using higher level thinking activities to reinforce it all.  I am most excited for my High Fluency readers to do Reader's Theater with a focus on character traits/feelings, differences between genres, and the importance & influence of setting on a plot. 
I am so thankful to GOD for letting me be a part of these children's lives and that he gave me this passion, despite the crude people out there who don't understand the life of a teacher! 
I could completely let other people's words and beliefs destroy my love of my profession, but I have something they don't.  I have a foundation built on rock - it doesn't shift when people give negative critiques to what I do, or when people who haven't gone to college work in a business and look down on teachers... (if you can read this, thank a teacher.. you wouldn't have that job you're working at if you never had a teacher... I wonder... do they think they would have just learned the things they know just by being "brilliant" by nature?) 
I am so fulfilled by my life's work and trust that God is using me to speak to my students the words they need to hear so they grow up with strong morals & righteous thinking.  I believe my students will not be selfish, but self-less.. and in doing so, they will gain their hearts' desires.  God gives to those who humble themselves and who are not self-seeking. He gives to those who give.  <3

To Have, To Hold... I Do!

Thank GOODNESS I was warned by various movies & unmentionable situations that after the BIG DAY, it's just back to life we go...  I am glad I got that heads up because we were able to prepare ourselves & just let God take over.  

Although I admit again and again that I was and always will be a bit of a "daydreamer", I hardly ever dreamed of my wedding day.  My mind chose not to for many reasons.  One was because as a little girl I just generally did not know what to expect & could not have imagined such a love, other than the ones of Disney princesses and their princes.  The second, I always believed in my heart that it should be something that deserved the wait for my soul mate - that we would plan it together and that it would be made as a perfect fit for US.  Many people would say, the guy doesn't do any of the work & it's the bride's day.  Fortunately, God knew I wanted an involved man, because that's what He gave me!  Chris and I were able to plan what we wanted and believed was important for OUR big day.  We had all kinds of friends and family who graciously catered to our every need and, with the Grace of God, our day was as perfect as I EVER could have dreamed.  It truly was a fairy tale day and I was the princess with my prince charming, all that stuff that was really just a little too mushy to dream up as a little kid! 


2010 was a dream in itself for me as Chris and I started dating in January after only knowing each other one month.  A month prior to that I had the most amazing encounter with God and was told to make a list of all the MOST detailed characteristics I wanted in my soul mate, even the location of our meeting (outside & NOT drunk!), so I would immediately know.  One week after doing that, I was outside... (of a bar).. neither of us drinking... and there we met. And although I still don't believe in "love at first site", I do believe in "knowing at first site".. knowing that God is and always will be faithful.  I didn't want to creep the guy out, so of course I didn't tell him just yet... I waited a couple weeks.. and I prayed that if we were meant to be together, it wouldn't scare him off.  The power of prayer is INCREDIBLE, because a year later and we're living our happily ever after.  Our day was beautiful, even after little mishaps which I will not share other than having beer spilled on my face and down my dress that in the past would have left me screaming had I not grown up.  Our life together was and now even more so will be beautiful and joyful.  I said it only after an hour of being married while sitting in our limo, "Marriage really is the best thing ever! I LOVE being married!".  It is a blessing, as is any covenant with God. 

I Allison, take you Chris, to be my husband, my constant friend, my faithful partner, and my one true love.  I will cherish our union and love you more each day than I did the day before, to give and to receive, to speak and to listen, to inspire and to respond. I give you my hand, my heart, and my love, from this day forward in the presence of God, for as long as we both shall live; a commitment made in love, kept in faith, and eternally made new.

1 John 4:9-12

This is how God showed his love among us: He sent his one and only Son into the world that we might live through him. This is love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins. Dear friends, since God so loved us, we also ought to love one another. No one has ever seen God; but if we love one another, God lives in us and his love is made complete in us.

Ecclesiastes 4:9-12

Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their work: If one falls down, his friend can help him up. But pity the man who falls and has no one to help him up!

Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm. But how can one keep warm alone?

Though one may be overpowered, two can defend themselves. A cord of three strands is not quickly broken.