Julie Stobbe

What a great way to spend an evening!

2010-05-18T11:44:00.002-05:00

Take a peek at the most recent blog post for Act of Life. to see what really lights my fire.

I am jazzed about the ministry Act of Life and all it does to advance adoption awareness. Join us in our efforts to educate, encourage and equip many, many more!

Blessings,
Julie

Act of Life blog posting

2010-05-13T15:48:00.002-05:00

Be sure to read my latest post on the Act of Life blog.

It will give you a glimpse into tremendous love!
Be blessed,

Julie

40 Days For Life

2010-02-18T14:04:00.006-06:00

Last Thursday night I participated in Montgomery County's kick off service for 40 Days for Life. I was very encouraged and deeply moved by the speakers. Hosted at Crossroads Baptist Church in The Woodlands, TX, Pastor Larry York welcomed people of all ages from various denominations.

John Sherril led us in meaningful worship and then we heard from committed people such as Christine Melchor (Coalition for Life), Cindy Sunday-Powell (Pregnancy Assistance Center North), and Texas State Senator Tommy Williams. Each shared personal convictions about fostering a culture of life in the Greater Houston area as well as seeing a peaceful end to abortion through our most powerful weapon - PRAYER.

The following is a video that encapsulates the importance of the 40 Days for Life campaign. Pray about becoming involved.

After the service, people mingled in the Commons area where ministries exhibited resources and information about their specific organization. Act of Life was pleased to stand alongside co-laborers such as The Source for Women and PACN. It is vital adoption be represented in the midst of these pro-life services.

What do you think about adoption? About pro-life in general? Are you willing to speak for those who currently are unable to speak?

Search yourself then seek the Lord for what He would have you to do.
Blessings,
Julie

From God's Arms, to My Arms, to Yours

2010-02-08T14:17:00.002-06:00

For a beautiful poem about the beauty found in adoption, please visit the
Act of Life Blog

I think you will be deeply blessed.

Enjoy your Monday!
Julie

2010-01-28T11:37:00.006-06:00

Are you in need of encouragement?

Would you like to receive training to sharpen your skills in ministry?

You need to attend Texas Life Connections (TLC) Life Saving 201!

When: February 6, 2010 from 9 am - 4:15 pm.
Where: Houston's First Baptist Church
Fee: $25 includes lunch. What a deal!

With this event, Texas Life Connections seeks to provide sound training and spiritual encouragement for people serving in life ministries. While opportunities exist for national annual conferences many are unable to attend. TLC is bringing a compact conference experience to you. Plus, the fee is so reasonable you cannot afford to miss it!

3 General Sessions will be offered by speakers:
Dr. Julie Parton (Texas Life Connections),
Destiny Cortez (WPC Houston)
Julie Stobbe (Act of Life)

Relevant breakout sessions will focus on evangelism training, praying with power, post-abortive clients, healthy sexuality, and understanding the relationship between sexual abuse and abortion.

As one who participated in the TLC event in Dallas last summer, I can tell you I was encouraged, sharpened and challenged in my walk with Christ and in my role in ministry.

Let's bear in mind we have unique circumstances in Houston surrounding the opening of North America's largest abortion facility here later this year. This should motivate us into action. Take advantage of this opportunity to get equipped. You will reach more women through the love of Christ with critical tools to assist and support them with their decisions.

Click here to register. You will not want to miss this unique gathering with your fellow co-laborers. Do not delay ~ Make plans today!

See you there,
Julie

Lifetime Adoptions

2010-01-25T09:11:00.009-06:00

Through my work with Act of Life I encounter many people and many agencies. Every now and then there will be a person or a group that really grabs my attention. This is the case with Lifetime Adoption in California.

I first met two Lifetime staff members Libby and Heather during an adoption breakout session I was leading at a CareNet conference in Atlanta, GA in October 2008. We had a great time chatting after the seminar and then continued to run into each other throughout the remainder of the conference. What a joy to spend time with two ladies who are so passionate about adoption!

Since then I have had the opportunity to learn more about Lifetime. I have seen the impact they have made on thousands of birth mothers, adoptive parents and precious children. How fitting a time to feature the work of this fine organization while our nation currently highlights Sanctity of Human Life month.

Take a moment to watch this video and learn how Lifetime is making a difference each and every day.

Celebrate Life! Celebrate Adoption! Celebrate the legacy adoption affords!

Blessings for a great day,
Julie

Act of Life's Latest Newsletter

2010-01-16T14:48:00.003-06:00

Click here to download Act of Life's latest newsletter!

In this issue:
Find out about our impact on the community in 2009
Share in the success of our banquet with Dr. Richard Land
Learn new ways to connect with and support Act of Life
Plan for upcoming events
We are excited about what lies ahead in 2010, and we hope you'll come along for the ride!

Our Mission:

Act of Life dedicates itself to educating, encouraging and equipping those considering adoption, the professionals who serve them, and society in general.

Want more info? Check out our website here.

Off and Running

2010-01-13T12:20:00.004-06:00

Happy New Year!

Act of Life is off to a strong start already. We have already touched 39 people with adoption information! We've educated clients who have called in or submitted email enquiries, educated residents of Houston's LifeHouse maternity home and trained counselors in 8 Dallas/Fort Worth pregnancy centers. All of this activity has been accomplished in the first 11 days of 2010! Praise the Lord!!

Along the lines of training, we want you to be aware of an upcoming training that will be held next Thursday, Jan. 21 at Source for Women here in Houston. It will run 11 - 5 and will include lunch. This particular seminar is fully underwritten by Gladney Center for Adoption, so there is no cost to attend.

You won’t want to miss this opportunity ~ Details are as follows:

When: Thursday, January 21st, 2010
Registration and Lunch: 11:00 a.m. – 12:00 p.m.
Training: 12:00 p.m. – 5:00 p.m.
Where: The Source for Women
6009 Richmond Ave. Suite 130 Houston, 77057
In the Galleria area

CEUs will be available upon request. This is the perfect opportunity to train your staff and volunteers on how to best present the adoption option with knowledge and confidence!

RSVP by January 18 to Amber Stoffer Thomas at 713-780-0030 or athomas@thesourceforwomen.org so we can prepare for this wonderful day of
fun, fellowship and learning.

Hope to see you on January 21!

Merry Christmas

2009-12-24T10:08:00.002-06:00

From our home to yours ~ Merry Christmas to one and all!

Blessings for a properous and peaceful new year!
Julie

Make a Smilebox slideshow

With This Ring I Thee Wed

2009-12-21T13:43:00.013-06:00

Our family has been awaiting December 19, 2009 for a LONG time. This was the special day Conor Thomas Farrell and Bekah Mae Grisham got married. Sagemont Church was decorated beautifully in white with blue accents. These were perfect colors in the sanctuary, for it highlighted the blue and silver that the bridesmaids wore. The stage had multiple Christmas trees on various levels which added a festive flair to the occasion.

Both Connor & Katherine were pleased as punch to participate in the wedding, and I was honored to be able to sing a song Bekah wrote the lyrics for. It was a touching service - one my cousin, Havard Grisham (father of the bride) performed. There was not a dry eye in the house that day.

A jolly reception followed where family and friends gathered for good food, lots of fun, super tunes and much dancing! Yes, our entire family was cuttin' a rug and kickin' up the sawdust. Well, okay, there was no sawdust literally but figuratively. . . . man oh MAN!

Bekah and Conor are a beautiful Christian couple who exemplify the love of Christ and all that the joy of living for Him entails. The Stobbes bless the Farrells and pray for many years of adventure and happiness.

It's Beginning to Look a lot Like. . .

2009-12-13T12:19:00.006-06:00

CHRISTMAS!

It's the most wonderful time of the year!

Just hear those sleigh bells ringing!

Silent Night, Holy Night.

These are the opening lines from a few Christmas music favorites. I imagine it is looking a lot like Christmas at your home too. I'm a little tardy in posting an update, but alas, those cookies, cakes and candy don't bake themselves!

Two weekends ago our family began decking our halls inside and out. Doug brought home a high lift machine to make it easier to hang lights on the edge of our eaves. The kids loved getting a chance to go up pretty high to see things from a bird's eye perspective. Inside we've put up not one tree but two. We have a large open space above our front door with a picture window that frames our lit tree perfectly. It was fun climbing the ladder, hoisting the tree, stringing the lights and placing the decorations just 'so'. The downstairs tree features our favorite ornaments we have collected and the priceless treasures our children have made throughout the years.

Out of all the fun that decorating, baking and exchanging can bring, one of my most favorite moments is at the very beginning as we bring out the boxes of decorations. One by one I hear my children exclaim, "Oooooh! Remember THIS one?!" or "Mom, look at THIS!" Hearing the excitement in their voices and seeing this special holiday through their eyes is the most rewarding and renewing thing for my spirit.

We have several traditions in the Stobbe Household. Here is a mere sampling of some of our family antics, I mean, activities:

1. Santa Dust
This is a combination of glitter and oatmeal that we sprinkle on our front lawn so Santa will know where our house is. The glitter reflects the moon's rays while Rudolph and his friends smell the oatmeal. This little recipe is from my dear sweet MamaGayle! (p.s. Our children are still giddy with glee each year even though they have both made THE discovery about the Man in Red.)

2. Santa's Goody Plate
Most families place cookies and milk fireside for Santa to sample. That's too ordinary for this house apparently. Each year is different. One year we offered lemonade and a granola bar, another it was pretzels and a Capri Sun pouch. You catch the drift, don't you? (nota bene: The p.s. above holds true for this category as well.)

3. Christmas Morning Present Exchange
After tearing open our gifts and snapping more photos than we will ever look at, we open the final gift remaining under the tree. It is always the one that is the least decorated. The final gift is always the same. It never changes. It is a plain little tin. Inside we find scriptures and symbols that represent the story of Christ's birth and the story of salvation. The reason we celebrate His birth is not for the store bought gifts, but for the blood bought gift - salvation. The life of Jesus is the greatest gift of all because when we accept Him as the gift from God then we will receive salvation forever. It is the only gift that truly keeps on giving.

What does your family do at Christmas to help you remember the reason we celebrate? Why not share a tradition with me? Who knows, we might just incorporate one of your ideas. And, hey, if you have an idea for what food and drink to offer Santa this year - please consider this the "suggestion box".

Much love to you and yours during this festive time of year! Now, go get to it!
Julie

Christmas has Gone to the Dogs!

2009-12-13T05:20:00.004-06:00

Have you decorated your home for Christmas? Are lights hanging from your tree and wreaths from the door? Have you completed all your shopping and are now able to enjoy bouncing from one party to the next with minimal stress?

While this might be true for a minority among us, most still have several things to do before placing the milk and cookies fireside for the man in red. If you are one of these people who need a little extra help to complete your decorating look no further! Have I got a deal for you!! Why not consider hiring this team of experts in home decor?

Looks like they did a fantastic job, and very tidy too! I bet they even travel with a sound track of Brenda Lee!

Hope you and yours are enjoying the Christmas season!
Ho, HO, HO!!

Choral Festival

2009-12-05T21:00:00.001-06:00

Today, Katherine sang at a marvelous community festival. The children's choirs from Buckalew Elementary and Bush Elementary converged and sang Handel's Hallelujah Chorus as well as other Christmas Classics.

The fair highlighted many services, businesses, and groups in The Woodlands. Clowns, jugglers, face painting and balloon makers abounded! People strolled the grounds all bundled up in their scarves and jackets taking in the festive surroundings. Believe it or not, we had snow the night before. Yes, I know...Global warming is running rampant in SE Texas!! :)

It was a wonderful way to spend a Saturday morning! We even hit Starbucks on the way out for a cup of hot cocoa...extra whip, por favor.

Deck the Halls, Everyone! Welcome Christmastime!
Fa + (La x 8)

Joyfully,
Julie

Peppered Cranberry Relish

2009-11-30T16:41:00.008-06:00

Every year our family gathers for a delicious Thanksgiving Feast. The table is set, the air is full of delightful smells and our mouths water as we pause in a circle holding hands to give thanks for our many blessings. Each year there is a new dish that somehow stands alone grabbing our attention. This year it was the Peppered Cranberry Relish my sister-in-law made. She is a great cook and this year she really hit this recipe out-of-the-park!!

After our elastic waistbands could no longer expand our family prepared to go our separate ways. Before waving goodbye, we divvied up the leftovers so each family could continue to enjoy the feast that seemed to keep on giving. Somehow I was fortunate enough to land the cranberry relish. Perhaps my good luck was due to it being my birthday on turkey day! Whatever the reason I brought it home and served it to some house guests who also raved about it.

Since it is SO good I thought I would share the recipe with you. Here goes...

Peppered Cranberry Relish

2 bags fresh cranberries
1 c. fresh lime juice
include the zest from at least 8 limes
1 bunch green onion washed and minced
2 tsp. salt
2/3 of one bunch fresh cilantro
5 fresh seeded jalapenos
1 Tbsp. minced garlic (about 3 cloves)
2 1/2 c. light brown sugar
1/2 c. cracked pepper (no typo....1/2 cup)

Place all ingredients into food processor and voila! You will have a tremendous dish to compliment turkey. I promise it is as good with ham too! Heck, I put it out with an appetizer tray that included cream cheese on crackers ...scrumptious! Not only does it sport great flavor it adds a flash of color and a tremendous texture for your tongue.

Whip up a batch for yourself and let me know what you think. You won't be disappointed.

Just in time for your Christmas menu,
Julie

Texas Renaissance Festival

2009-11-28T21:10:00.004-06:00

Hear Ye, Hear Ye, Lords and Ladies:

Are you looking for a great way to spend a weekend? Look no further. Head to the Texas Renaissance Festival in Plantersville, TX. You will have more fun than you can imagine as you walk through gates which transport you back in time to embrace knights in shining armour, damsels in distress, strolling minstrels playing chipper tunes and lapping a lip over some of the finest food to be found!

Our family took in the weekend watching royal jousting matches, bungee jumping, log rolling contests, and we shopped until we nearly dropped in stores touting period pieces of art, jewelry, books, music, clothing and more.

One of our favorite shows was the King's Falconer. We adore raptors (owls in particular), and this specific troupe from San Antonio did not disappoint. We saw 2 types of owls (which took our breath away) 3 types of vultures (which took our lunch away), along with peregrine falcons, hawks and other outstanding birds of prey.

No matter where we roamed you ran into multitudes who were dressed in corseted dresses, chain mail, armour, and even a walking tree. Yes, we felt like we had mistakenly walked into the pages of Tolkien's Lord of the Rings Trilogy. It was full of fantastic fantasy!

We needed more than a day to take in the astounding fair grounds that you will all want to experience. Make sure to read up on the largest Renaissance Festival in the United States (and some say it's the biggest in the world!). This season has come to a close, but make plans to visit sometime in the Fall of 2010. You will not be disappointed.

Sir Connor took a lesson in archery and ended up purchasing a wooden sword and shield. Lady Katherine eventually purchased a fine bow, quivver, and arrows - an dlet me way everyone wanted to try their hand at archery once they saw her bow. Look out Artemis. Here comes competition!

Farewell for now!
Lady Julie

Act of Life's Celebration of Life 2009

2009-11-23T15:27:00.005-06:00

November is my favorite month of the year. The temperatures turn colder, the leaves turn beautiful fall colors and Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. November is also special to me because it is National Adoption Awareness Month.

Just last Friday Act of Life hosted its annual Celebration of Life at the Houston Hilton Hobby Airport. It was an inspirational evening that had everyone buzzing. For more information please be sure to read the review on Act of Life's blog.

Dr. Land was tremendous, so I know you will want to read up and take a peek at some of the photos taken during the event.

Much love and many thanks,
Julie

A Heart Changed for Life

2009-11-04T08:11:00.001-06:00

This week my heart has been greatly encouraged! Two friends passed along this story to me, and I want to be sure others have the opportunity to hear about it.

The story is about an Executive Director of a Planned Parenthood in Bryan, TX, who had a change of heart after watching an abortion on an ultrasound. Please take a moment to read her story and then take a look at another news outlet's video version.

After reading and watching, the Lord reminded me anew that nothing is too difficult for Him. In the well-known war of 'pro-life VS pro-choice' God has His people strategically placed all around the battle field patiently loving people who hold differing opinions and desiring to be used by God to bring about lasting change.

Are you a soldier in this war to protect innocent human life? Are you girded and ready to defend them? We need not plot and implement hateful harmful acts. Rather we need to be on our knees entreating the Spirit to reveal truth to individuals in His time and in His way.

Are you ready to be deployed?

Rejoicing in another life that has been affected for eternity!
Julie

Orphan Sunday Reminder!

2009-11-03T09:58:00.006-06:00

For those of you in the Houston area, please be sure to join the festive and informative event Orphan Sunday Nov. 8 from 4-6 pm in the Chapel at Houston's First Baptist Church. Join other Houstonians as we gather to hear how God is stirring His people into action across Texas, the United States and even the world.

As a sneak peek of the afternoon's activities, take 3 minutes to watch this special message from Jedd Medefind, President of The Christian Alliance for Orphans.

Don't miss this opportunity to include your children in a family-friendly event. Besides, who would want to miss Steven Curtis Chapman leading in worship?

See you this Sunday!
Julie

Prosecution and Persecution

2009-10-26T10:26:00.015-05:00

Is it true that someone can face criminal charges for having a conversation about their faith in Christ?

According to Tangle.com, there is a couple in Liverpool England who is facing such charges. They are being prosecuted and persecuted because of a conversation they had with a Muslim couple. For more details please be sure to view this TV report.

This should serve as a real wake up call for the rest of us Christians. Does this mean we are to be fearful of sharing our faith in Christ with people? Should we hide our love of God for fear someone might be offended or be surprised by persecution?

"Beloved, do not be surprised at the fiery ordeal among you, which comes upon you for your testing, as though some strange thing were happening to you; but to the degree that you share the sufferings of Christ, keep on rejoicing; so that also at the revelation of His glory, you may rejoice with exultation. If you are reviled for the name of Christ, you are blessed, because the Spirit of glory and of God rests upon you." ~ 1 Peter 4:12-14

To this couple I say: Rejoice! You are blessed ~ you are making a difference.

To the rest of us I ask: Are we making a difference??

Obviously I am not advocating that we go out hollering, pointing fingers and laying on judgment thick as mud. But I do encourage us to be alert for opportunities to give an account of the hope that lies within us. Let's dig in, Brothers and Sisters. Let's not shrink back, but press on!

Who might you share the Good News of Jesus with today?

Orphan Sunday - Nov. 8

2009-10-09T11:58:00.003-05:00

Many of you know about my passion to advance adoption awareness and see people understand and embrace its beauty. You will likely know of the work I am involved in with Act of Life. Please take a moment to read the following blog entry and consider your responsive action.

I hope to see your smiling face Sunday, November 8.

With love,
Julie

In Honor of Public Schools

2009-09-18T12:14:00.009-05:00

We are well into our school year here in the Stobbe Household. The children have found their groove and are in a decent routine: homework, sports, and music. Keeping things organized is the key. Okay, okay, 'somewhat' organized. We have moved to the marvelous school district of Conroe ISD where Doug and I believe our children are getting a tremendous education. Over the summer I came to realize the next time my children (currently 3rd and 5th) are on the same campus again will be in year 2016-2017 when my son is due to graduate. This is no big hill for a climber, so I did what any sane parent would do. I embraced the adventure of school buses. The Wheels on the bus go round and round....oops, that's for another time.

I have found there are those among us who will always find something to complain about when it comes to public schools. But, then again, are they not the same ones who will find a way to complain about anything? Being reared in the home of a school superintendent and a public school teacher surrounded by extended family members representing all facets of public education, it stands to reason that I am a defender of public education.

Now, I understand and respect my friends who have chosen private schooling and/or homeschooling. Pitting these types of schools against the public system is not what this post is about. This is about coming around our public school educators who show up day in and day out and pour their time, energy and lives into our kids.

When I came across this phone recording from a school in Australia I applauded! It is a fine message to parents everywhere. It is worthy to note the students of this particular school worked on a variety of messages and voted this one as the best. Please, take a moment to listen, to appreciate, and then to thank your area public school officials.

No school is perfect, and yes, I realize there are some teachers who would do well to find a different line of work, but most teachers want to be there to help our kiddos. Let's honor them. Let's also do our level best to rear respectful responsible students.

Here's to a GREAT school year!
Julie

"Do everything without complaining or arguing, so that you may become blameless and pure, children of God without fault in a crooked and depraved generation, in which you shine like stars in the universe."
- Philippians 2:14-15 (New International Version)

Revisiting Re-routed Rites

2009-08-29T14:37:00.012-05:00

Do you ever go back to look at old journals? If you are not a writer, do you like to go back in your mind and revisit particular memories?

I did that this morning and wanted to share a page from a journal dated over 3 years ago. The entry is dated May 24, 2006.

May I have a moment to bless you? I mean really bless you?

As parents, we go through various rites of passage. When my children were younger it was getting them through the diaper stage, then graduating from the high chair, then using “grown up” plates and utensils, potty training...the list is endless. Today I would like to share a rite of passage with you. It is the rite we all know as vomit.

Currently I am in full blown “end-of-the-school-year” madness. You know, the time of year when the cosmic calendar collides in all directions: ball games, school parties, birthday parties, pre-school graduation, musicals, more school parties (haven't we had enough?)... The time when it is humanly impossible to be six places at once. And let me mention, we are supposed to not only attend all of these gala events, but we are to do so with genuine smiles gracing our lips while carrying a set up pom poms showing our never-waning spirit.

This morning was to be one of the calmer mornings. I had plans to attend only one of my son's school parties (a luau, ugh!), but my little girl threw up in the middle of the night. So, at 1 a.m. I was thinking, “Now, how am I going to pull this off? Who is going to want to babysit a vomiting 5 year-old?" This was probably just a short-lived bug, but I could not take her with me. I declined my son's festive occasion and knew I would be at home – where I should be. The lei went back to the closet.

After dropping Connor off at school, Katherine and I went to get some medicine at the store. She carried a little plastic bowl with her in case she got sick. She did not want to make a mess. What a lady! We made it through the store and all the way home without an incident. The Lord and I exchanged a spiritual “high five” and I thanked Him profusely for getting her through this particular outing. Safe in the garage I got her out of the car. Everything seemed fine. I should not have counted those pesky chickens before they had hatched.

Turning to get my purse from the front seat I realized my mistake. As if in slow motion from the corner of my eye, I saw Kate crawl back in the car. “Why is she getting back in the car?” I wondered. Then I saw the tell-tale signs of tension grab her little body. She proceeded to vomit all over the inside of the car! Timing and location are everything.

This is a good time to point out that this is a brand new car; not a 'new to me' kind of car, but a 'brand spanking new vehicle right off the lot' kind of car. I have driven it for all of 2 months.

So much for the new car smell.

I stood looking at her retching all over the back seat and envisioned my husband, red faced, hands balled into fists, shaking and proclaiming, Why now, Why the new car, Why me???? Trying to hold back the laughter from that thought, I reached to pull Katherine from the car. My laughter was interrupted by a new realization. Katherine had crawled back in the car in order to reach for her little bowl. What a precious little girl. She was trying to do the right thing - to vomit in the bowl. It never occurred to her that the place she was emptying her stomach might prove problematic.

As I wiped wisps of golden hair back from her face, I reassured her that she would be okay. I softly whispered to her how much I appreciate her and that she is such a gift to me. Now we are cuddled together waiting for the uninvited bug to run its course. I have extra time with my little girl. We are going to share a cup of Sprite together. Isn’t God good?

I have passed this rite of passage! The vomit-in-the-new-car didn't succeed in ruining my day. God also reminded me that sometimes my best laid plans for a day may get re-routed! After all we must learn to roll with the punches.

When I close my eyes I think I can see God smiling. Or wait, is that a smirk?

Beach Bums

2009-08-24T13:30:00.003-05:00

Summer means all sorts of things to different people. Stobbe summers mean sand between the toes, creative sand creations and body burials, tackling the waves with boogie boards, feeding gluttonous sea gulls, reading books poolside, and fierce card game competition.

We enjoyed some of these special moments recently at one of our favorite beaches: Port Aransas, TX. It's a quaint little fishing town, so don't be looking for the high-rise resort condos. 'Port A' as it has affectionately become known, is home to great times, touristy shopping and is also home of the legendary Pat McGee's surf shop. While growing up, it was all the rage to own a T-shirt from this well-known store. Sadly we discovered it is no longer open. :(

One of our favorite activities is waking early to walk down and catch a glimpse of the sun making its daily appearance on the horizon. We relish the quiet time listening to the waves gently crashing on the shore while eating a couple of powdered donuts. This is pretty well the only time we eat those addictive little morsels, and it's interesting to note the children think one cannot go to the beach without powdered donuts. Ha!

After lots of sand, sun and waves we would break our beach camp and head to the pool. After becoming duly waterlogged we headed in to clean up and fix feasts for dinner and to prepare for card and domino mania. This year was an unmatched frenzy of epic proportions. A good time was had by all!

Now that school has begun, I find myself thinking back over the memories we made this summer. Port Aransas tops the list in my book. Do you know why it is was so special to me? It was special for all the reasons I have shared before, but more importantly because I got to share the experience with my birth mother. 40 years ago, Alyson placed me in the loving arms of my parents. She created a home for me. She could have chosen differently, and well, my life certainly would have been different.

Many people don't understand adoption and often think of it as abandonment or that a birth mother 'gives up' her baby. Whatever people may think they often do not realize or understand the depth of love these women possess for their children. They love their babies and want what is best for them. In this case, providing parents for me through adoption turned out to be the greatest choice. And because of this choice, my kids are able to play with, talk to and love on Alyson and her husband Rusty. They are better known as "G-Mom" and "G-Dad."

Just look at the smiles around that table! I wish you could have heard the uproarious laughter that was the common background music of all our activity. This is a shining example of how God can bring about great things from seemingly very negative circumstances. Praise God for His goodness, for His redemptive power, and for His priceless grace. And I thank Alyson for her courage as well.

Adoption provides a legacy of life that affects generations. My children's smiles are living evidence.

Summer beach bummin' spent with family. My, oh my, how grateful I am...
Julie

I scream, you scream, we all scream for Ice Cream!!

2009-08-21T07:15:00.020-05:00

Can you hear the little jingle in the background? Something like, "Blue Bell, the best ice cream in the country!" We do our fair share to support this fabulous creamery. We should probably own stock in the company with all we consume.

In fact, when my son was a toddler and when asked if he wanted ice cream would respond, "Does the carton have a cow on it?" If there was no cow then he would politely decline the scoop. Now THAT is some good ice cream. What kid do you know who will refuse ice cream? I call it discriminating taste.

A couple of days ago the kids and I took a road trip and ended up at the Blue Bell Headquarters in Brenham, TX. We were looking for a fun outing that wouldn't break the bank. Blue Bell delivered! Their factory tours are $3 and include a generous scoop of ice cream in their quaint parlor at the end of the tour.

Not only do you see the process that produces this delectable dessert, you get to walk through their country store which boasts all things Blue Bell. Aprons, scoops, bowls, stickers, mugs, etc. There is something there for everyone! And they have these great little complimentary paper ice cream hats for all to wear!

So, if you are looking for a fun field trip, take a drive up 290 and cut off at Loop 577. Just beyond the Coco Cola factory you will find a great little country creamery waiting for you.

For my friends and colleagues not fortunate enough to reside in Texas, and may not be aware of Blue Bell, let's just say...move over Ben & Jerry's. You can't hold a candle to the cow!

The Fruit of Our Labor

2009-08-13T08:06:00.025-05:00

"I wonder what these are, Mommy," she whispered. It was hot, and I was tired as we sat on the floor of the garage looking through a newly discovered sack of seeds. Inside we found several packets still sealed, easily identifiable and ready for planting. Yet, floating at the bottom of the bag were a half dozen seeds of unknown origin. What kind were they? How long had they been in there? Was there life still within the seed? We had not a clue what they were but quickly decided these would be the seeds to plant in one of our pots.

I silently wondered if we were embarking on a doomed experiment.

Pushing aside these dismal thoughts, we set about our work pouring soil into the pot and carefully placing the seeds within the fresh dirt ending with a cool drink of water. Then we waited. And we waited. Within two weeks we saw sprigs of leaves poke their way through into the sunlight. Major excitement erupted. Over the summer we watched the leaves grow taller and fuller, but no flowers came. My daughter fought her disappointment while I attempted to provide encouragement by explaining 'these things take time'; not what an 8 year old wants to hear. Or a 40 year old, for that matter.

Just about the time we quit looking for petals we were surprised with a flicker of hope that a bud was forming. We watched the bud develop and then squealed with delight when it finally opened. Not only were we excited to be able to identify the flower as a viola we also felt rewarded for our patience.

This entire process holds spiritual significance as well. Often times we plant seeds with others skeptically wondering all the while if they will ever take root and eventually bear fruit. A gentle reminder from the Lord came.

We are to simply be about the business we are called and equipped to do. Plant the seed, water the seed and allow time for it to grow.

We cannot cause another to embrace Christ, but we can give him/her the opportunity to hear, thus planting a seed. The Holy Spirit will then take the seed and and nurture its growth. Most assuredly this will take time.

"Already he who reaps is receiving wages and is gathering fruit for life eternal; so that he who sows and he who reaps may rejoice together. For in this case the saying is true, 'One sows and another reaps.' I sent you to reap that for which you have not labored; others have labored and you have entered into their labor." John 4:36-38

What a blessing to be a part of harvesting souls for the Lord! Are you on the lookout to cast the seed of the Gospel? Christ followers carry the seed of faith at all times. Be prepared to plant. Caution: just as it is messy to garden physically it can also be messy when dealing with humans! Be watchful so as to water a seed previously planted, and certainly be ready when the Spirit chooses you play a part in the harvest of seeing one saved through faith. Incidentally, there is great freedom and joy in realizing when we are about the Father's business it is never a doomed project. God knows what He is doing and His seed always carries life within it.

Got your gardening gear on today? What are you going to plant?

A joyful sower of both earthly and eternal seeds...

Co-laboring,
Julie

Life Saving 201

2009-07-24T17:36:00.003-05:00

Last week I had the privilege of presenting a workshop at the Texas Life Connections conference called Life Saving 201 in Dallas, TX. For more information about this event please visit the Act of Life blog.

Hope you are enjoying your Friday afternoon! Yes, oh YES - it is the weekend!

Blessings to you and yours,
Julie

Stobbe Wildlife Preserve

2009-07-13T08:28:00.035-05:00

The pendulum has swung and it has done so with great velocity.

We recently relocated from the arid Tall City of Midland, TX to the tropical forest of The Woodlands just north of Houston. I am not sure we could have chosen a more opposite climate or a more drastic difference in scenery.

Let me make one thing clear: I like Midland. Too many people sigh or roll their eyes when they think of West TX. They only think of enormous and plentiful tumbleweeds or dust storms that can be like blackouts. While those things are an ever present reality, that is not all that makes up West Texas. I have never seen such beautiful sunsets and sunrises as when I lived there. And by 10:30 p.m. vast shimmering skies emerge sporting sparkling stars as far as your eye can see. I encourage you to see first hand the rugged beauty of this part of our great state.

The first picture shows what our back yard looked like: wide open West TX desert. It was a never-ending playground and fort constructing paradise. Our children loved digging, collecting some of the coolest and largest bugs I've ever seen, and playing out wild adventures.

Then the change and an embracing of a new adventure....

Now we are cataloguing birds of a different feather, so to speak. Birds a plenty! Our back yard is home to all sorts of feathered friends. Blue jays, robins, finches, sparrows, cardinals and owls! We have thoroughly enjoyed watching two sets of cardinals build their nests, lay their eggs, feed their young and teach flying lessons. All this viewed from our back porch!

We've also found a friendly turtle, a long (and I mean long) garter snake and insects of all sorts that keep us marveling and reaching for empty jars. National Geographic could do a special on our nature preserve with little effort.

Just yesterday we made a great discovery. You know that color in your 64 Crayola pack named "robin's egg blue"? Well, guess what? It is aptly named - we found a recently vacated egg shell and made the comparison. Crayola is spot on!

The squirrels are as big as wallabies - oh, I forgot, we are in Texas where everything is big - and quick on the draw.

And any wildlife preserve worth its weight will have reliable park patrol. Our family dog fills this important role nicely. She is forever on alert, tracking newcomers or giving the squirrels and possums a run for their money.

If you call and get the answering machine, chances are I'm out in the back with my camera at the ready looking to capture the next species on film. Want to come 'sit a spell'?

Lemonade or iced tea - the choice is yours.
Julie

I Feel the Pain.....

2009-07-10T16:49:00.003-05:00

Remember the show called "Kids Say the Darnedest Things"? I felt like I walked onto the set of one of those moments this week in my own home.

We recently hosted a family of five and had a ball together. Every moment was jammed and packed with fun times and memorable moments. After waving good-bye as they pulled out of our driveway my two kids went to work to clean the house. Each of us had our assignments and the children were looking forward to marking those all-important check marks on their chore chart.

As I was washing laundry I looked over and saw my son scrubbing a sink in his bathroom. Wanting to be an encouraging mother I went over to pay him a compliment. Upon entering the bathroom the rag came to a halt and he wiped his brow. As if on cue he said, "Now I understand. I feel the pain of all the mothers of messy kids."

Isn't that the best?! I mean, isn't this what we live for as parents? To know our kids are learning responsibility? He had never seen such a dirty sink. Multiple toothpaste spits piled upon themselves creating a cement like effect. He simply couldn't believe it!

Not long thereafter his sink was standing at attention and was at the ready once again for our next guest. I watched as he stood a little taller marking his chore complete. Well earned mark, Sir Connor! Glad you appreciate mothers' duties more deeply. Hopefully this will make you a sensitive husband when your number is called. Just remember to roll and not squeeze the tube - that will get you a long way in life.

Knock Knock... Whoooooo's There?

2009-06-24T17:16:00.016-05:00

Late this afternoon I was on the back porch talking on the phone. I know, imagine that! I was enjoying a slight breeze through the trees when I saw movement at the base of one of our largest pines. I blinked and tried to decipher what I was seeing. Squirrels are common pests, um, I mean cute critters on our property, but this was far larger than a squirrel. Dark in color I momentarily thought I had simply imagined the movement. Then I saw golden orbs staring right at me.

I almost dropped the phone.

There, right in front of me was the biggest owl I have ever seen - and did I mention it was in my back YARD?? What an amazing sight! He stared at me motionless. Gathering my thoughts I wrapped up my phone call and backed up slowly heading for the door. Quick as a flash I scrambled through the kitchen past the microwave repairman (thanks again, Alan!) and got the camera. I called the kids down to come and join me.

Reluctant to leave the Wii, the kids ran down the stairs to see what all the fuss was about. Once outside I showed them the owl. The one I spied had relocated up the pine. I took a few pictures as the children appropriately oohed and aahed. Feeling I had adequately captured the owl I began slowly backing away.

Rustle, rustle and Katherine yelps, "Look! There's another owl!!" No way, I thought. Sure enough, further up an adjacent tree, sat an equally elegant owl. This one, a bit smaller, seemed a little frigtened. Gee, who wouldn't be with shrieking and pointing from an over-zealous 40 year old mom, not to mention the kids? Well, then there is also the repairman... We all got involved.

Now that I'm back at my desk enjoying a cup of tea compliments of my newly operational microwave, I sit and think what a neat happening this was. I was going through my average daily activities when my routine was interrupted by extraordinary owls. Okay, not all of you may be excited about owls, but this certainly was an unexpected event.

I am glad I was not in a hurry or too wrapped up in my chores. I put everything on "pause" to really appreciate these magnificent creatures.

How often are we in a hurry? How often do we think, "Oh, if I only had more time!" or "Maybe they will be there later after my work is done."

I don't want to miss any opportunity to embrace the unexpected. Do you? Sometimes the greatest things come in the most unusual packages. Are you in a position to recognize and be in awe of them?

Thanking God for His incredible creation and the jolt of joy He has provided,
Julie

P.S. No, Lynda, they are not the fake stuffed kind! :-)

2009-06-14T10:02:00.016-05:00

Sometimes when it rains it pours.

I appreciate this phrase and can point to times in my life where this has seemed to be true. In fact, I am currently in one of those periods. Our family moved about six weeks ago. Moving, whether down the street or across the state, will always present challenges. One can count on a few surprises along the way. This is why I am not surprised with my current situation.

Shortly after moving in, I found a puddle of water under my kitchen sink. I figured it was the left-over run off from my dish drainer since I store it under the sink. So, I cleaned up the water and didn't think twice about it. One week later I saw the puddle emerge again and decided it might be something more serious. Sure enough, there is a leak in our faucet. No problem; I'll call the home warranty folks. After hefty service call out fee we learn the faucet is not covered under the warranty. Figures.

While this is all happening we also discover the microwave is not working. The turn table motor has burned up! This is compliments of the second hefty service call out fee. :)

Fast forward to earlier this week when I prepare to transfer my wet clothes from the washer to the dryer. Imagine my surprise when I lift the lid and I see my clothes soaking in a tub full of water. The pump blew and the machine ist kaput! For a moment I growled, "Every wheel on my wagon is falling off! What is up?!?"

Self pity is a really obnoxious trait (though I am prone to my share of bouts), so as I was digging my clothes out of the washer I decided to recite things I was thankful for.

My non-theological very basic list went something like this:
I'm glad I have a washer and that I am not washing our clothing on a rock near a river bank.
I'm glad I have towels to wipe up the water from under the sink and that I'm not having to walk to a well to gather water. I have a sink!
I'm very happy I have a pot I can boil water in to make my tea. Who really needs a microwave anyway? I remember my mother doing well without one during my childhood.

You get the picture.

All of this brings me to two nights ago. I had fallen asleep while thinking about making peace with the home repairs and shelling out money we saved for a vacation that was diverted to replacing the washing machine when I was awakened by a loud beeping noise. I grabbed my glasses and checked the clock: 4:40 a.m. Realizing it was not a smoke alarm I relaxed a bit. My husband slumbered peacefully beside me, so I went to track down the noise. Ah ha! it was coming from one of the cordless phones downstairs. The battery was dying to be put on the charger. Maybe the guys who invented the cordless phone could also install a light sensor so it won't beep until daylight.....

Crawling out of bed I headed down the stairs at a good clip thinking that if it continued to beep it would wake the kids. Wanting to avoid this at all costs I miscalculated my speed as well as final two stairs. I made enough of a thud to wake the dead as I landed squarely upon my knees on the hardwood floor. My knees were the least of my concerns as I realized I couldn't move because of my wrenched back. What a sound, what a sight, what a pain!

The bright side to this scenario is my loud landing awoke my husband and the kids slept on. Whew! Doug came down, did an assessment, and got me settled. As I laid there I began digging deep to count my blessings. Faithful as the Lord is, the first thing that popped into my mind was, "Thank you God for hand rails!" The fourth wheel had fallen off my wagon, so maybe now I could make a sleigh.

Sometimes we might feel we are tumbling through life head over heels (and not in the 'lovey dovey' sort of way) or navigating a mine field of frustrating mishaps. When we face these times let's challenge ourselves that the first thing we will do is to give thanks.

Somehow when we get our minds off of our circumstances and deliberately fix our thoughts upon the goodness of our Lord, a change occurs. The Book of Psalms is packed with instances when David is faced with serious problems and with great determination decides to praise the Lord. He sheds his woe and begins to praise. When He does this, the psalm turns from lament or fear into thanksgiving and praise.

What has you down today? Are you literally lying on your back like me, or are you figuratively on your back so far by life circumstances that the only thing you can do is look up? Whichever it is, open your eyes, look up, and begin to thank God in heaven for all you have been given.

You may have heard the hymn "Count Your Blessings". Well then, do it. Name them one by one. Count your many blessings ~ see what God has done.

Your friend,
Julie

Laughter is the Best Medicine

2009-06-10T13:19:00.009-05:00

This week a dear friend emailed me a link to the following video. Normally I do not have time to watch things online, but for some reason I decided to give this one a click. I was pleasantly surprised to see this short clip of an extraordinary couple playing the piano in the atrium of the Mayo Clinic.

If you have about 1 min. and 14 seconds I promise you will not be disappointed to take in the following.

Remember, now, this is in the lobby of the Mayo Clinic. I am sure most people who visit the clinic are seeking medical attention or are going to spend time with one who may be extremely ill. I imagined for a moment, that there may have been someone there that day who was full of fear after receiving a devastating diagnosis. Perhaps there was one who was doing what they could to put their "best foot forward" as they showed up for treatment. Only God knows what each person there that day was facing.

Imagine next, walking into the atrium and seeing this 90 year old couple playing the piano together. What joy! What laughter must have filled that space! This duet (and where it takes place) made me call to mind Proverbs 17:22. Here are a few versions for your consideration.

A joyful heart is good medicine, but a broken spirit dries up the bones. New American Standard

A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones. New International

A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a broken spirit saps a person’s strength. New Living Translation

A cheerful disposition is good for your health; gloom and doom leave you bone-tired. The Message

Don't you know there were those there who were bone tired, broken spirited and feeling dried up? But look at how for a brief moment two 90 year old people gave life to all who were near them!

God knows we need to laugh! He knows it brings healing to more that just our bodies. When was the last time you had a good chuckle?
Joyfully His,
Julie

Plain Old F-U-N

2009-06-06T21:14:00.016-05:00

Houston is subject to a fair amount of rain fall. Houstonians have learned how to appreciate a sudden storm that leaves a steamy scene then soon dries up allowing one to fry an egg on the front sidewalk if one truly wishes.

Recently our family was enjoying a lazy Saturday morning when a down pour erupted lasting maybe 20 minutes. At first the kids moaned about outdoor play time being lost when I said, "Nothing is stopping you from having some big fun right now!" Here is a series of pictures that shows what immediately ensued.

"On your mark!"

"GET SET!"

"SPIT! I mean.... GO!"

Pure hilarity followed and everyone had a bang up time. Water was flying, laughter was tumbling every which way, and I am certain our neighbors were wondering about the new folk in town. Towels were used to dry everyone up, and it was all over with so very quickly. It was a brief window of time, but we grabbed it and ran with it before the rest of the day got away!

Not to be outdone by her older sibling I must announce my daughter won 1st place overall in the Second Grade watermelon seed spitting contest at her school. Perhaps she gained important skill and form from watching her older brother...

I pray you will grab and run with whatever the Lord gives you this day, His day...the day He has made.

Will you rejoice and be glad in it?

Here's hoping so,
Julie

What Do I Know of Holy

2009-06-03T08:28:00.013-05:00

This morning as I drove home from taking the kids to school I heard a wonderful song I was not familiar with: What Do I Know of Holy by Addison Road. As the garage doors closed behind me I sat in the darkness of my front seat listening to lyrics like...

What do I know of You
Who spoke me into motion?
Where have I even stood
But the shore along Your ocean?
Are You fire? Are You fury?
Are You sacred? Are You beautiful?
What do I know? What do I know of Holy?

What followed was spontaneous prayer, praise and simply being within God's presence. It wasn't something that was accompanied by fireworks or fanfare. After all, I was in darkness, alone in my car, yet completely engulfed in God's Holy Spirit.

And even as my mind scampered down the many trails of what could written about this song and my time with God, the overwhelming word I sensed from my Father was 'be'. Simply BE in my presence, Julie. Don't try to figure it out, write about and thereby miss your visitation. Simply be.

Be still and know that I am God. Psalm 46:10 It is a familiar verse to many of us who were raised in church. But is it a steady practice in our lives? Just think of the things we could learn (can learn) when we are still.

So, what do you know of holy? May I encourage you to open your copy of the The Bible today and catch a glimpse of who God is? May I also ask that you not go with any other expectation than to meet with Him? Lay aside your expectations of what it will or won't be or what you will or won't learn and merely yearn to simply be in Him. Once you encounter Him you will never be the same.

Practicing being still,
Julie

Best Mother Award Goes To....

2009-05-08T11:11:00.010-05:00

Phones will be ringing and florists will be delivering record numbers of bouquets this weekend since Mother's Day is Sunday. How are you planning to spend this day set aside to celebrate mothers everywhere?

Mother's Day will most likely bring up all sorts of emotions. For those of us with young children we look forward to homemade cards and perhaps piles of pancakes for 'breakfast in bed'. For others, Mother's Day may be marked with sadness due to a mother who has passed away during the previous year.

I particularly enjoy celebrating Mother's Day because I have two women to honor. My first mother, my birth mother, who gave me life and provided a family for me through adoption and my permanent mother who walked beside me each day of my life and reared me into adulthood. They are two very different women, but they are my two heroines! While I have inherited certain biological characteristics from one, I have also acquired learned characteristics from the other.

However you choose to spend Mother's Day I pray you will pause to remember the birth mothers who are rarely remembered on Mother's Day. These courageous women make life possible for their children and create stable homes in the arms of loving mothers who will care for them on a daily basis. I also hope you will pause and remember the adoptive mothers who have opened their homes to children who are not born of their flesh but have been born from the love of their hearts.

No Mother's Day would be complete without the opportunity to ooh and aah a little. So, take a peek at this video which illustrates mothers come in a variety of packages. Whether a child is born into or brought into a family does not matter. Whether the child looks like the mom or not has no bearing on his or her value and place within the family. The love of a mother remains the same.

Happy Mother's Day,
Julie

Internet Chat Room - Adoption

2009-05-04T10:01:00.013-05:00

Christian Women Today is hosting a chat room discussion on adoption tonight @ 9 p.m. EST. CWTis a division of Campus Crusade for Christ Canada. I have had the great pleasure to work with these dedicated ladies over the past decade and can assure you of their dynamic and effective Christ-centered ministry to women. Tonight I will be the guest moderator in their chat room. These Internet chat rooms are incredible places where women can log on, maintain anonymity and seek answers to questions they may be anxious to ask in regular situations. Tonight we will be discussing adoption specifically, but they have a series of ongoing topics they discuss. Be sure to tag their site so you can visit for future chats.

If you are able to join us tonight click this link to get to the chat room. Then create a user name for yourself (i.e. sunshine, bubbles, etc.) To keep it simple I will be "Julie S." for tonight. You do not need a password. Once you type in your user name you immediately gain access to the room. There will be a host (cwt) and co-host moderating the evening. Stop by to see the session in action and how the Body of Christ reaches out in love to those seeking answers, understanding and healing.

Have a great day. Hope to see you tonight!
His,
Julie Stobbe

Marvelous Mud

2009-04-29T08:19:00.023-05:00

Our family moved last week. Moves are stressful. Tensions are palpable and emotions are at all-time highs. Combine the move with our elementary aged kids starting in a new school within the last six weeks of the year and we have a recipe for stress struessel.

Day 2 at the new school we had a downpour that left many parts of Houston flooded. Our backyard was one of them. By the time we got home from class the kids were highly strung and in need of some plain ol' fun. They went out on the back deck and eyed a pig's paradise of mud with intense desire then turned on cue and asked if they could play in it. Without a moment's hesitation I heard myself say, "Sure!"

What possessed me to say yes? Maybe it was the overwhelming sense of decompressing I personally needed to escape from unpacking the mountains of cardboard boxes. Maybe it was sensing my kids needed to do something outrageously fun. I don't know, but after telling them to put on their grubbies and mud shoes they went full out. In short order they were painted from head to toe having the time of their lives. Have you ever played "patty cake" with mud? Makes for very realistic pies... Squeals of delight rang out as I sat on the back porch sipping ice water at a safe sanitized distance.

Now, let me be clear. This happened while my husband was at work. He needs to know nothing of the sloppy experience. By the time he arrived home all evidence of the escapade was carefully taken care of. Kids were sparkling clean and my daughter reminded me mud is a natural moisturizer. Whoa was their skin supple! And for those of you who might be wondering just how much mud was on their clothes... Let's just say my washer earned an Olympic Gold last night!

While tucking Connor into bed he told me how much he appreciated being able to play in the mud. Then after a long silence I thought he might be asleep, so I slipped off the bed and headed to the door when I heard, "Mom, playing in the mud today was really living. Thanks again for saying 'yes'." I stood in his doorway thinking how often life gives us opportunities to really live but how frequently we choose to pass them by because of the risk of getting dirty or a situation becoming too messy.

Is there something you have wanted to do that might be a bit messy or out of the ordinary? Why not roll up your sleeves and dive into whatever it is with great gusto? Why not really live while you have the chance?

In the famous words of NIKE: Just Do It!

Julie

Behold the Savior of Mankind

2009-04-10T10:27:00.006-05:00

On this Good Friday may we reflect on its full meaning and give thanks for the immeasureable love that prompted this unequaled sacrifice. The thorns, the nails, the spear, the blood, the shame, the sin, the tears, the sorrow, the pain, the forgiveness, the love...oh the LOVE!

Blessing to you and yours,
Julie

Behold the Savior of Mankind

Behold the Savior of mankind
nailed to the shameful tree;
how vast the love that him inclined
to bleed and die for thee!

Hark how he gorans! while nature shakes,
and earth's strong pillars bend!
The temple's veil in sunder breaks,
the solid marbles rend.

"Tis done! the precious ransom's paid!
"Receive my soul!" he cries;
see where he bows his sacred head!
He bows his head and dies!

But soon he'll break death's envious chain
and in full glory shine.
O Lamb of God, was ever pain,
was ever love like thine?

Written by Samuel Wesley (1662-1735) father to John Wesley

The Ultimate April Fool

2009-04-01T09:00:00.001-05:00

Let the record show it is 9 a.m. on the morning in question. School began one hour ago.

Today began like any other day. I felt my way through the darkness of her room, sat upon her bed and rubbed her back as I gently cooed my good morning. When sufficiently awake I ventured, “It snowed last night.” Rubbing sleep from her eyes she sat up with tremendous excitement and gasped, “REALLY? Then we must have no school!” She giggled then the hammer fell. “April Fool!” I whispered feeling somewhat guilty to be dashing her hopes.

“MOM!” Though it was pitch black I am certain I saw her eyes roll.

Repeat with child #2.

On with the morning preparing breakfast, packing lunches, zipping backpacks, you know the school day drill. I looked up at the clock realizing my daughter had not made it to breakfast yet. With time quickly evaporating I barked an order for her to report promptly. She called back in a cheery voice, “Coming!”

Sipping my steamy cup of coffee and adjusting my glasses I had no idea what lay in store. She snuck up behind me and in her sing-song voice said, “Morning Mamma!” She wrapped her arms about my waist and gave the biggest hug. My heart warmed. Then I turned around. Big mistake.

Were those truly her sparkling blue eyes peering from amidst purple dots? She was covered in them. Let’s be clear: my daughter is thorough. When she takes on a project she does so wholeheartedly. Eyelids, ears, lips, down her neck, palms of her hands; any exposed skin was sufficiently covered with spots. My heart gave quite a start and then the peals of “April Fool!” rang out. My son laughed and pointed at me as they high-fived each other. They got me good. We had a great laugh remembering the preschool years when both kids pulled this same prank as a duo explaining they had the chicken pox. Washable markers are fabulous inventions…. Nothing a little soap and water can’t tackle, right?

Happily eating our breakfast I decided it was time to remove the spots. Katherine confirmed that indeed she had used a washable marker. Great – no sweat. However, as I began scrubbing her cheeks the spots were rather stubborn. Not wanting to rub her raw I paused and inquired, “When did you draw these?” “Oh, last night! And you didn’t even know!” Yeah, but what she didn’t know was the longer she allowed that washable marker to sit on her porcelain skin the more opportunity said skin had to absorb the color and lock in it in.

They were not coming off. We tried 2 soaps, creams, anything we could think of and only the smallest amount was coming off. Can I really send her to school like this? I thought. My inner conversation immediately switched into the justified Well, THIS-will-teach-her-a-lesson-she’ll-never-forget mom voice. Stay calm my mind screamed at me. Stay calm!!

By this point I am bracing for the worst. I am now visualizing answering the telephone as the Principal describes for me in disturbing detail how Katherine has punched out a little’s boy’s front teeth because he made some remark about her new look.

Back to the hear and now... Kate disappears to the bathroom to try new tactics and exact a bit more elbow grease. Meanwhile I have to keep Connor from coming unglued with satisfying belly laughter. He thinks this is just hilarious. To his credit he quickly collected himself. Growing up my mother always used to say I could slay anyone with my looks. My eyes must have been in top form this morning.

A few minutes later Katherine emerged from the bathroom with most of it diminished significantly. However, there were still tell-tale signs of something that had gone terribly wrong. Worried that this could launch her into an epic emotional spin I silently prayed, God, please …. She looked at Connor and me and stated matter-of-factly, “I’m not going to let a few spots get me down. If someone asks me what my spots are for I’ll simply tell them I was involved in a messy art project.”

I want to be just like her when I grow up. Hang on a second, I hear the phone ringing. Do you suppose it is the Principal???

Power of Music

2009-03-24T12:14:00.015-05:00

As a singer I am moved by great music. Sometimes this happens through the lovely lilting melody of an art song, the surges of a symphony or even through the laughter of a child. These moments of music are blessings in my life. Sometimes, though, God surprises me and touches me more deeply than I can imagine. That happened to me recently.

Well known Christian singer and songwriter, Dennis Jernigan, encouraged Becky Wright to call me and get to know the ministry Act of Life. Becky logged on and searched our website and was immediately impacted by the work the Lord is doing through it. Shortly thereafter she was sitting in church when the Lord gave her the lyrics to a new song. She scribbled them down while listening to the sermon and then got home and began charting it out. Once finished she picked up the phone and called me for the first time.

Not knowing I was a singer she told me about the song she named Act of Life. I was speechless. Unknown to her I had been praying for many years that the Lord would prompt a writer to create an adoption song from my perspective, the adoptee. There are songs that describe the joy of adoptive parents and the amazing love of birth mothers who bravely entrust their children to them but no real songs I knew of expressing appreciation from the child to her birth mother for making her life possible. That is, until God moved on Becky Wright.

March 21st at Act of Life's Inaugural Adoption Evening I had the privilege of singing this song for the very first time while accompanied by Becky.

Here are the lyrics to Act of Life.

Verse One
You might keep it secret so the world would never know. You had the chance to end my life but instead, you gave me hope.
Lovingly you placed me with a family to raise me.
No cause for shame or need to blame for the courage that you've shown.

Chorus
It was an act of love, an act of life.
From an ocean of compassion poured the greatest sacrifice.
You made a way for my adoption into my forever family.
It was an act of bravery to do what was best for me.
A picture of redemption and love....an act of life.

Verse Two
Mary had a baby, the sinless Son of God. It tore her heart the day she watched him given up to die.
Moses mother placed him in a basket in a river of tears she cried.
Another mother would raise him just to save his life.

So thank you for giving me life. You gave your all even in your darkest night.
And I'm here today because of the choice you made....

Your act of love, your act of life.
From an ocean of compassion poured the greatest sacrifice.
You made a way for my adoption into my forever family.
It was an act of bravery to do what was best for me.
A picture of redemption and love....an act of life.

Thank you Becky, for using your talent to encourage and bless others. God has truly given you His heart for adoption. It is an honor to sing and to live Act of Life.
Blessings,
Julie Stobbe

Heartstrings

2009-03-09T11:05:00.016-05:00

When you hear the word "adoption" who do you think of? Does you mind go to a couple who is struggling with infertility who would make the perfect parents if only they could bear a child? Do you think of orphans in other countries growing up in crowded facilities, or do you perhaps think of children here in the United States waiting for a family while in our foster care system?

When I hear the word "adoption" my mind immediately goes to another word: birthmother. The words (and people) are inextricably linked, for there cannot be an adoption without first there being a mother who gives birth.

These heroic women make difficult decisions out of vast love for their babies. Their plans are made with their children's best interest at the forefront of their minds. Then they entrust their babies into the loving arms of parents who will nurture them daily and equip them with skills for life.

Singers Lisa Bevill and Erin O'Donnell have created a song called Heartstrings that beautifully captures the reality of adoption. Reflected in the lyrics and images we see birthmothers and adoptive parents relying not upon their own understanding, strength and wisdom, but instead ultimately placing their trust in the only One who will ever love their child more.

His love is vast and boundless,
Julie

Formation Generation

2009-03-03T08:23:00.001-06:00

Today is the day… March 3, 2009 Formation Generation is finally here.

What is Formation Generation?

Formation Generation is a book focused on bringing about a whole new generation of children formed in prayer. Robert Michael Kurz, has written a fantastic resource for expectant parents, seasoned parents, grandparents, etc. and I have had the honor of writing the foreword for it. With a little help THIS week, it is possible to take this book into the Amazon 100 best seller list. I am asking you to be one of those people who considers helping.

If you are interested go to Amazon.com, type Formation Generation into the search box and order 1 or more copies. Your participation today will change the way hundreds even thousands of people view the concept of praying for children prior to the day they enter the world. Check out Formation Generation for more info.

Thank you for you support and your prayer. May many come to know the tremendous power of participating in prayer... for the next generation!
Blessings,
Julie

State of the Heart

2009-02-13T08:00:00.002-06:00

It is Valentine's Day ~ a day when many folks rush to determine what that perfect gift is to express their love for their special someone. People sift through shelves stocked with heart-shaped items: giant hunks of chocolate, greeting cards, stuffed animals and those little boxed candies called 'sweethearts'. You know, the ones with a different message stamped on each heart.

But maybe Valentine's Day is a day of pain for you. Perhaps it brings back sad memories, or is marked by the brokenness of a relationship or loss through death. Maybe you are still waiting to find your soulmate in life and it simply has not happened yet.

Let's stop a moment and deliberately turn our thoughts away from ourselves or other people. Instead, let's think about searching for just that right gift to express our love for our Lord Jesus.

What kind of heart does He want to receive?

Psalm 51:17 describes just the type He is looking for. "The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and a contrite heart, O God, Thou wilt not despise." Contrite means crushed or broken. Does this describe your heart? While human love is a great and marvelous gift from God, it is not the deepest form of love for us to know and share. The purest love we can experience is the love of God.

And why?

"...so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith; and that you, being rooted and grounded in love, may be able to comprehend with all the saints what is the breadth and length and height and depth, and to know the love of Christ which surpasses knowledge, that you may be filled up to all the fulness of God." Eph. 3:17-19

So, however you choose to spend Valentine's Day I pray you will carve out extra time to reflect on God's love for YOU. He's not looking for a lace-laden manufactured heart. Your open, honest, contrite heart will do just fine.

If Christ were handing out sweetheart candies, the one placed in your palm would be stamped with three simple words, "I love you."

For Him,
Julie

John Piper on Adoption

2009-02-02T13:50:00.021-06:00

Several times people have asked me to write about the spiritual aspects of adoption. It is certainly a passion of mine, but why should I write when you can read, listen to and learn from master communicator John Piper?

In this brief video Piper shares the reasons behind his actions of adopting his daughter. He also explains point by point the theological basis for adoption. At 50 years old, Piper opened his heart and his home to a little girl in need of receiving a father's love. In doing so, he not only provided her with a picture of an earthly father's love but more importantly, he provided her a glimpse into a more profound love that we all can find through the Heavenly Father.

Did you know salvation is adoption?

There is only one begotten (born) son of God: Jesus, the Christ. The rest of us, whether Jew or Gentile, are brought into the family through adoption. Isn't that phenomenal? And, God had it planned before the foundation of time!

Humbled and grateful all over again,
Julie

2009 Texas Rally for Life

2009-01-28T12:16:00.080-06:00

Governor Rick Perry * Julie Stobbe * Dr. Joe Pojman

Saturday, January 24, was a cold and windy day at the Texas Capitol. However, the weather was no deterrent for the committed group that gathered from all corners of Texas to participate in the 15th annual Texas Rally for Life. The diverse crowd truly represented the flair and flavor of those of us who proudly call Texas home. Andy Rivas, Executive Director of the TX Catholic Conference and emcee for the afternoon, welcomed groups including universities, pregnancy resource centers, pro-life organizations and people representing various political views. The fundamental truth and common thread that brought everyone together is life is precious and should be defended. The upbeat group really seemed to have terrific time despite the sub-freezing wind chill (Brrr!).

Governor Rick Perry gave an overview of his firm stance to support legislation that reflects Texas values. One of the ways is through his great support for HB 109 known as the "Choose Life" specialty license plate. If passed, this voluntary plate will be available to drivers for $30. $8 will cover the cost of manufacturing the plate while the remaining $22 will go into a fund to be distributed to organizations presenting adoption to people experiencing unplanned pregnancies. Organizations that provide or refer for abortion will not be eligible to receive funds from this initiative.

Representative Larry Phillips, author of HB 109, shared from his personal life how he and his wife supported a young teen mother during her pregnancy. She lived with the Phillips family and benefited from their love and encouragement. Ultimately the young woman provided parents for her baby through adoption, so Mr. Phillips was able to see the fruit of adoption.

I was honored to have the opportunity to address the thousands of peaceful pro-life folks. I took the opportunity to let them know their voices are important and their actions are necessary. I spoke both professionally and personally about the importance and beauty of adoption. God continues to astound me by fulfilling the promises He impressed on my heart when establishing the ministry Act of Life in 2002. As we are faithful to till the soil and cast the seed regarding adoption God is being faithful to bring the increased awareness and understanding. Adoption is a unique parenting choice that all Texans should be able to embrace. It is life-giving and allows a child to pursue their God-given abilities and it also adds a choice for women when making important decisions regarding unplanned pregnancies. Adoption is a win-win for all parties concerned, and I was pleased there was significant emphasis on it during the rally.

Probably most powerful of all events that day was hearing from the people who know the blessings of adoption first hand. Pregnancy counselors, adoptive families (with children in-tow), and heroic birth mothers shared their enthusiasm and appreciation for adoption. There is no way to estimate the impact of their testimonies.

We need to help others understand that even if they categorize themselves as traditionally "pro-choice" they, too, can support adoption. It adds a parenting choice for women. I am encouraged to see more people look more closely at this important option because it provides a living example of how adoption affects generations....for life.

It is vital we remember no one group, denomination or political party has a corner on life issues. This event clearly illustrated the Body of Christ coming together for one purpose - to promote adoption as a compassionate life-giving alternative to abortion. I am proud to have joined Dr. Joe Pojman (Texas Alliance for Life), Pastor Juan Sanchez (High Pointe Baptist), Bishop Gregory Aymond (Catholic Diocese of Austin) and the countless organizations and individuals that made Saturday's event the great success it was. To see additional photos, view video or hear audio from the day's activities please visit Texas Rally for Life.

Much work still lies ahead, but let us be assured with the words of Galatians 6:9 "Let us not lose heart in doing good, for in due time we will reap if we do not grow weary."

Let's not grow weary!
Julie

Holding On or Letting Go?

2009-01-14T19:03:00.031-06:00

This week a friend sent me an email containing a variety of anonymous statements. The following sentence struck me in particular.

When God takes something from your grasp He is not punishing you but merely opening your hands to receive something better.

My first question was, "Are you wanting to take something from me, Lord?" My next thought was, "Wow! I hope if God is trying to take something from me that I am not holding onto it too tightly. In Scripture Job tells us:

"Naked I came from my mother's womb, and naked I shall return
there. The LORD gave and the LORD has taken
away. Blessed be the name of the LORD." Job 1:21

Job is a tremendous example of "having it all" so to speak and then having nothing. Through reading his experiences I am struck with Job's perspective. He knows his life was built by God and it was also dismantled by God. He attributes everything to the LORD and not to himself. Hmmm, that suggests Job saw his life as belonging to God. It was not his own.

I am also struck by Job's positive attitude. If anyone would be tempted to blame God or to say he was being punished by God, I think it could be Job. But Job does not see it that way. Certainly Job had dark days of despair as he walked through difficulties, but Job maintained a God-centered perspective and attitude as well as an an open hand. In fact, the final verse of Chapter 1 says:

"Through all this Job did not sin nor did he blame God."

Wow! That pretty well sums it up doesn't it? Job did not see himself as a victim.

Is God trying to take something from you? It could be a relationship, a possession, a job, any number of things. If so, is He having to pry it out of your tight fingers, or are you open handed before Him giving it back knowing it was first given to you by Him?

Let me encourage you to hold onto earthly things loosely. Scripture also tells us:

"But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys, and where thieves do not break in or steal" Matthew 6:20"

Job's ultimate treasures were stored up in heaven. Where are your treasures stored?

Texas Rally for Life

2009-01-08T16:32:00.001-06:00

Saturday, January 24th, on the steps of the Capitol in Austin, I will have the pleasure to speak during the Texas Rally for Life. I will speak about how adoption is a loving parenting choice for people experiencing unplanned pregnancies and how the Choose Life License plate (HB 109) will help promote adoption within pregnancy resource centers. I will also have the opportunity to share my personal adoption experience.

Will you come out and support adoption? Will you come learn how a simple thing like a license plate can advance adoption awareness in pregnancy centers and add a choice for women?

Often times when people talk about rallies many may think of hostile situations. We conjure up the all-too familiar protesting images of pushy people screaming at the 'opposition.' Protests have their place, but this event is not a protest or I would not be attending. I am not one who gets into hateful wars of words or wave hate-filled signs in people's faces. I am a gentle person; one who loves people, one who listens first thereby earning the right to be heard.

Make plans to join me and about 2000 people from over 10o life-affirming organizations from around the great state of Texas to support life and adoption and to encourage efforts to see the Choose Life plate become a reality for Texas drivers. Governor Perry will be headlining the afternoon. For a complete schedule of events and a map click here.

Adoption saves lives and creates families. How can we not support it?

See you at the Capitol!
Julie

Happy New Year!

2009-01-02T11:36:00.000-06:00

Wow! Where has the time gone? Were we not just ringing in 2008?

Last year was a great year - full of joys and challenges, ups and downs. Sounds like most years doesn't it? But last year is history, and hopefully you are ready to embrace all that 2009 has in store.

Like many folks I have set some goals I would like to achieve. This blog and a new website are just two things to work on in the coming months. It will take time, but I do hope you will stop by now and then to see some of the things that are happening in the formation of the website.

More than anything I hope you will choose to pursue a relationship with Christ more deeply this year. Out of myriad experiences life has to offer, spending time in His presence is the most important and enriching of them all.

Here's wishing you the very best of 2009. Let the games begin!

Julie