The Making of M.O.M.

I'm Baptist though I do not agree with all the things the Baptist Church implements. We chose our church not because of the denomination but because of the people there who proved to me that the real church is More Than Bricks that make up a building. The church is people.

I tell you all of that to say that below is, truly, what I belive. But, I did copy and paste it from my church's website.

I believe. I am. And I'm also slack. And I did change just a tad so that it's personal to me.

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The Bible

I believe that the Bible was written by men inspired by God and has no error. It is the word of God.

GodGod is eternal. He is creator and sustainer of the universe. He exists in three persons: The Father, The Son and the Holy Spirit

Jesus
Jesus is the Son of God. He was born of a virgin, lived a sinless life and died on a cross. He rose again after three days. He is the only way to salvation.

The Holy Spirit
The Holy Spirit is equal with the Son and the Father as God. The Holy Spirit convicts us of sin and points us to God through the Son.

Man
Mankind was created by God. We are all sinners that need salvation.

Salvation
Salvation is a free gift from God. We are saved by belief in Jesus Christ alone.

The Church
The church is a localized group of believers. We exist to reach people for Jesus, teach them to live like him, connect them into the church, help them discover their purpose in life and worship God.

Baptism
Baptism does not save a person yet Jesus commanded that we be baptized. I believe that baptism is an outward symbol of an inner decision to follow Christ. Dunked or sprinkled, it's a religious ceremony reflecting an old life being washed away and a new life being risen from the ashes of the old.

The Lord's Supper
I believe that the bread represents the body of Jesus. The juice represents his life blood given for us. Neither are required for salvation yet Jesus commanded that we participate in its remembering.

If you have questions about what I believe or would like to comment, please direct those comments and questions to me in an email at beaverbunch (at) gmail (dot) com.

Thanks!

That's me. The one on the right with significantly less facial hair.

I guess I'll start by telling you what this blog is about.

The Making of M.O.M. (Marvelous, Ordinary Miracles) is my best attempt at journaling my adventures as a wife, daughter, friend, mom and foster/adoptive mom to 8 children, ages 10 years and younger.

M.O.M. or Marvelous, Ordinary Miracles is my take on my life. It is marvelous because it was given and is sustained by a marvelous creator. It is ordinary in regards to the world's view of ordinary (but extraordinary to me). And, I witness daily miracles in the lives of my family and friends. I blog about the miraculous and the mundane - though there's not much that's mundane with 8 kids.

This blog is about my life. All aspects of it. The beautiful, the nitty gritty and the down right hilarious.

As for me.... I'm Jessica. I grew up, and still reside (at least for now), in the southern United States. My parents divorced at a young age and I moved, along with my Mom, several states away from my hometown. At 13, I chose to move back to my hometown to live with my Dad. I finished High School then went to college just an hour away. Throughout High School and college I lived a life separated from God. My lifestyle was seemingly fun for a single, 20-something gal, but truly my actions were tearing me apart from the inside out.

I met Luke in the fall of 2000, during my sophomore year and his junior year of college. Our relationship was anything but fairy-tale. (You can read about that by clicking here.) We were on-again, off-again and finally became engaged in December of 2001. A year later we were married in a post-Christmas wedding.

It was beautiful.

I immersed myself in my new career as a public school teacher and Luke enjoyed his job as a traveling furniture representative. In November of 2003 we were surprised to find out that we were expecting our first child. Looking back, I can see that the Lord chose that season of our lives, to make us parents, with specific detail. Our best friends were walking through a divorce and Luke and I found ourselves wondering how we'd ever end up any different. Afterall, we both came from divorced families. The statistics weren't in our favor.

Luke suggested church. I was hesitant. Churches were for hypocrites.

With our oldest daughter, Elizabeth, growing inside me I fell in love with a Savior I had never known before. Sure, I'd heard about God. I even knew about Jesus. Turns out, knowing about Him and actually knowing Him are two totally separate things.

He ransomed me. Christ reached into the muck that I was wallowing in and pulled me from the pit of shame, grief and self-destruction. He released me from the bondage of my sinful, sexual past. He cleansed me and healed old, festering wounds.

But most of all, He transformed my heart. I'm still the same girl that talks too loud, says too much and loves little more than a good, hearty belly laugh. But I'm renewed. Truthfully, I'm being constantly renewed. As I continue to learn more about the Father who loves me, the more I realize I truly know very little about Him at all.

I used to believe that God was purely a God of judgment. That He sat on a high throne, looking down upon an Earth full of sinners ready to hand out punishments. I just knew that when He looked at me He only saw a pile of sin, filth and shame. I thought for sure that He sat there, waiting on me to mess up so that He could punish me.

And while God is a God of justice, He's also a God of love, patience, tenderness and mercy. He came to me, provided a ransom for my soul and led me to Himself.

Elizabeth was born in 2004. Nearly 10 years and 7 more kids later (yes, 8 in all) the Lord still proves Himself faithful. He shows up in the majestic and in the details and I find myself falling in love with Him over and over and over again each time.

He truly knew the anguish of my soul and I rejoice in His love.