Friday, October 14, 2016


 Everett Hart Blackiston
He is my little HIGH ENERGY dreamboat baby.
His story is a story of God's power. 
Tim named him Rhett after a long battle for the first name.
I wanted to name him "Hart".
A hart is a strong deer.
The Song of Solomon girl compares her hunk-of-burning love to a "hart".

"My beloved is like a roe  or a young hart"
Song of Solomon 2:9

And then you probably have heard this verse...

  "As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God."
Ps 42:1

I hope and pray Everett "Rhett" Hart is a studmuffin :) whose soul thirsts for God and His Word! 

I had him au naturelle.
I had an amazing delivery with him.
Had never felt the closeness of God like I did in that hospital room.

Everything about his delivery was dreamy. Tim gave me boots as a push present.
Life was good.
Until Rhett started projectile spitting up across the room.
Something was wrong. He could not keep anything down.
It went straight back up or straight into his diaper in weird slimy poops.
He was sickly.
He dropped into the "failure to thrive" category.
I will NEVER forget hearing those words.
Meanwhile, my dad was dying.
My mom got diagnosed with Stage 4 cancer also.
They were in TX at MD Anderson while I was desperately trying to figure out what was wrong with my baby.
He was getting sicker and tinier. I was nursing 24 hours a day.
The doctor made an appointment to test for Cystic Fibrosis.

I just broke down beside his bed and begged God to heal him and make him strong like Samson.
Soon after that, a man came up to me in HomeGoods and asked me if he could pray for my baby. 
I was in the rug section. 
I said, "sure".
He prayed for exactly all the things we were experiencing. I hadn't told him anything. 
He prayed for me too.
I said, "thank you".
My mom saw it.
After I walked away, I decided to go back and thank him. I wanted to tell him the truth and how God had used him in my life in a very powerful way.
There was no man in the rug section or in the store.
I am not an angel-experiencing-girl. 
That HAD to have been some sort of messenger from God.
Soon after, Rhett began to get better and stronger.
I call him my little "Samson".
God did it.
He gave Rhett strength!
Tim made those cakes.
This party soon after my dad died.
I remember praising God for life after death.
Not only one life to celebrate but TWO!
"Return to your fortress, you prisoners of hope; 
even now I announce that I will restore twice as much to you."
Zec 9:12

They call this babysitting...

 Rhett makes me LAUGH. He is so happy. So loud and SO FUN.
He is about to be the death of me. I chase him every second.
He is constantly into everything or trying to escape.
He refuses to use the potty! I have bribed him with everything from skittles to large amounts of money. He was a late talker but now he talks all the time.
He calls Worth, "Worf". So does Crew. Crew even spells it like that.
He is still in his crib because I can't imagine him with total freedom to roam the house in the night!
He may be in a crib until he is 10.
He still loves pacis.
He SINGS. I think there is another singer in the family.
He loves me and I love him.
I love him like he was my only child.
He truly is my best friend.
I don't want to parent him out of my left-overs but Tim says our left-overs are probably better than what we started with.
Rhett looks like exactly like Tim to me.

I do pray God continues to give him the strength of Samson with the wisdom of Solomon to go with it. May God help me teach these little ones how to follow Him and worship Him!
I want them ALL to live in freedom.

 "Let my people go, so that they may worship me "
Ex 9:1

5 years old

We are party animals around here!
Crew and Rhett share the same birthday... 
Oct 12.
Crew turned 5. Rhett turned 3.
Crew is (so far) my tender-hearted, quiet, timid child. I say "so far" because just when I think I have my kids figured out, God shows me a whole different side of them! 
It is an interesting personality for him because God has impressed on my heart to pray that my boys would have hearts like men in the Bible.
For Crew, it has always been "John the Baptist".
That was a little nerve-wracking during my pregnancy because I was worried I may give birth to a hairy guy eating bugs. But out popped my sweet GLOW WORM!
His delivery was terrible.
He was sunny-side-up.
(Rhett would be too).
I started to panic because sunny-side-up babies somehow get stuck right before they are born.
Tim never loses his cool. We have been through A LOT of terrifying things together.
(He did lose it when we lost Hope at Disney World in the dark. She was barely 3 and thought it would be funny to hide from her brothers. I can't even talk about it.... God has been a GOOD SHEPHERD).

Love that my dad was at his birth. 
Before dad died, he ADORED Crew. I think he just loved TODDLERS.
But he really loved Crew. Crew looks the most like my dad of the bunch.
He loves sports. He always has. His first steps were to kick a ball.
He loves wrestling. 
But he is also my most fearful child. 
He lives in a bunk room with his older brothers. Sometimes I worry he is having to grow up too fast but he would never EVER leave that room. I call him the "king of the littles". He is the oldest of our second set of 3 boys. 
His name means "chariot". My prayer is that he will usher in the coming of Christ.
Just as John the Baptist did.
I love telling him that John the Baptist's message was:

"In those days John the Baptist came to the Judean wilderness and began preaching. His message was,  
“Repent of your sins and turn to God, for the Kingdom of Heaven is near.”  

He could say those 3 words as a tiny baby.
He has always been my biggest snuggler. He loves to dress up in superhero clothes.
He is sandwiched between two loud personalities so it's easy to overlook him.
He is smart. He is eager to learn and easy to teach.
For his birthday, he wanted a Bible with his name on it.
He got it!
I found him reading it this morning.
His older brothers have been a great example to him in that. 

I love this child as if he were my only one. 
I never want to overlook him. 
I believe his generation will see the coming of Christ.
Maybe that is why he GLOWS with light.

I praise God for Crew Joshua Blackiston and pray that the light of Christ will always shine through him!

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Crew Blackiston
5 years old
Favorite color: Orange & White
Favorite Toy: Nerf Guns
Favorite Outfit: Batman Outfit
Favorite Tv: We don't watch TV
Favorite Movie: Batman
Favorite Fruit: Apples
Favorite Snack: goldfish
Favorite Lunch: String Cheese and Chips
Favorite Breakfast: Mini Wheats
Favorite Book: Bible
Favorite Animal: Ducks
Favorite Song: Everything is Awesome
Favorite Shoes: New Tennis Shoes
Favorite Thing to Do Outside: Ride Scooters
Favorite Drink: Mango Juice
Favorite Holiday: Halloween
Best Friend: Bubba
What do you like to take to bed with you at night: blanket
What do you want for dinner on your birthday: Sloppy Joes
What do you want to be when you grow up: a daddy that cooks

"The prophet Isaiah was speaking about John when he said,
“He is a voice shouting in the wilderness,
‘Prepare the way for the Lord’s coming!
Clear the road for him!’” 
Matthew 3:1-3

Sunday, August 14, 2016

A Teenager

Tim and I have a TEENAGER now. That is so strange to say!! I feel like I should still be a teenager, not a mother of one! Often, people have said to us... "Just wait until you have teenagers". The world portrays teenagers (and marriage) in such a negative light. People used to say, "just wait!" about marriage too. Well, we have waited! Marriage has gotten richer and sweeter with time and having a teenager like Reece is A JOY.
I have shared with you before that we had no idea that God was going to call us to raise children for Him when we got married. It was on our honeymoon that God spoke very clearly to me about His plan for us to have children.

 "In body and spirit you are his. And what does he want? 
Godly children from your union."
Malachi 2:15

So, we stepped out in faith and asked God to give us a baby. 
August 7,2003... God gave us a beautiful gift. 

I didn't take many pictures of his pregnancy because I didn't feel beautiful.
I didn't realize until after he was born how beautiful that process really was!!
(Also, one of Tim's orthodontist friends put braces on me. I got them off right after he was born. I seriously remember my teeth hurting more than childbirth did because I had just had my braces tightened!!)

This was the night before he was born.
We went out to eat the night before. I was terrified of delivering a baby.
Jennie came to see me.  She didn't have any babies yet either.
This was a very foreign world to both of us.

 Ready or not, Reece was coming. 
He was so beautiful. Not at all what I expected him to look like. He had really dark hair and dark eyes when he was born. He looked like a beautiful Mexican baby! 
With time, his hair and eyes changed colors.
We were so in love with the child. 
We had no idea how to hold him or change his diaper.
We had to learn EVERYTHING.
God used Reece to change me.
He used Reece to give me a LOVE for having children.

God has used Reece in huge ways in Tim's life too.
Tim says his boys are his best friends. He would rather be with them than anyone else.

"He tends his flock like a shepherd: He gathers the lambs in his arms and carries them close to his heart"
Is 40:11

We adored this child and being parents.

Reece got croup as a tiny baby and it gave me a heart attack. That would be the first of MANY motherhood heart attacks.  
(I could have never imagined him getting hit by a fast ball in the face years later!!!)

These next pictures are *pictures-of-pictures* so they aren't the best quality. Reece began to blossom into the most gorgeous little boy.  At 15 months old, he became a big brother. I remember crying over his crib the night before his brother was born. I apologized to him!!! That makes me laugh now. I had no idea the GIFT God was giving him... a best friend for life.  

 We have grown in the Lord together. 
God used homeschool and His Word to teach me as He taught them.

Reece (and Crew) look a lot like my dad. Reece reminds me a lot of my dad in character too.
He is kind. He loves babies. He is a GOOD FRIEND. He is gentle.

 Tim has taught Reece how to play most sports and most musical instruments. He is a gifted left-handed pitcher. The first time we saw him pitching, I looked at Tim and Tim had a tear in his eye. He said, "it is like watching a bird fly".
I couldn't have been more proud though when he began praying before every inning this season.
He knows where his strength comes from.
“I am the vine; you are the branches. If you remain in me and I in you, you will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing."
John 15

He is a hero in this house. He shares a room with 3 brothers.

He plays with them and helps me with the little ones. He babysits other children. He is RESPONSIBLE. When Reece is in the room, I feel safer. He is a great example to his younger siblings. He and Evan have the best time doing school together. By God's grace, the children truly are the best of friends. 
 He is learning the joy of serving at Church. He would rather be at Church than just about anywhere else (ok, Neyland Stadium may rank 1st).

Reece received Christ at a young age. During the last 8 years since then, God has grown him into such an amazing young man.
His heart is pure. He is a LEADER. He is a protector. He is a helper.
Reece has deep character.
He is faithful and predictable.

 I asked him how many children he wanted to have. He said 13. :) 
I think he's got what it takes!
I'm guessing he will be a dentist like his dad. That's just a hunch. 

 Tim and I have a ton of respect for Reece. We are honored to be his parents. 
Happy Birthday, Reece. Thank you for WHO YOU ARE.

"But you, REECE, are a man of God; so run from all these evil things. Pursue righteousness and a godly life, along with faith, love, perseverance, and gentleness. Fight the good fight for the true faith. Hold tightly to the eternal life to which God has called you"
1 Tim 6:11,12