Monday, August 12, 2013

The HOW of it All (And Winners Announced!!)

You know it's coming.  You know he's got the ring.  Maybe you even know what the ring looks like.  But what makes you really sure of it all, is knowing down to your toes that this was meant to be.  So it's no surprise that he proposes, it's the HOW of it all.  It's the HOW that takes your breath and woos your heart.  

That was the way of Velvet Ashes.  I think I always knew the money would come.  I think I knew because of each divine fingerprint that was pressed into every step of this whole journey.  (Confession: in spite of all that, I do have to admit to a FEW moments of doubt.  Sheepish cough.)  But really, it came as no surprise when Velvet Ashes reached it's launch fund goal.  

It was the HOW that left me gasping and teary.  The beautiful, glorious HOW of it all.    


Sure it would have been cool if a rich person approached me on the first day of the Launch Fund and said, "Hey, I'll pay for it all!"  But hands down, I would rather have it happen the way it did, with people from everywhere stepping out and linking their hearts with this dream.  Everyone gave their bits to say, "Yes!  We are for this!"  The co-editors and contributing writers rallied their people, who responded by saying, "Yes! We want this for all of you!"    

People with teeny tiny budgets sacrificed to give big and grand.  Others said, "I've got literally no money to offer, but I am with you in this."  Some people gave saying, "I'm going to bless this out of my abundance."  

Bit by bit the numbers grew, ending with a dramatic flair on the very last day.  GOAL REACHED.

Maybe I should say I squealed and clapped and did a happy dance.  But no, this was the sacredness of deep down glowing warmth, of washing dishes through tears, of breathing quiet after birth.  

Because something has been born.  In the aftermath of money raising, a community of ladies now lays fresh on the Father's chest.  And as my co-editor Patty says, "It appears He is crazy in love with this."  

And to that I reply with a hushed whisper, "Yes, yes, I believe he is."  

So to all who gave, to all who are believing with us, "Thank you."  Thank you from the depths of my heart.

Now you can click on over to and subscribe to updates and launch news.  You don't want to miss this baby's first steps!

And the winners of the gift cards are:

Kimberly T. - $50 Amazon card
Amy J. - $20 itunes card

Congrats, Ladies!  I'll be in touch!  

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to get back to moving across the world.  Our departure day is August 21st! China, we're comin' at you.  Pray for us and these coming crazy days?  Thanks!  

Thursday, August 8, 2013

In Which I am a Last Minute Girl

My hubby and I both love the last minute.  Try as we might to "plan ahead" and "get 'er done" in advance, that just....NEVER HAPPENS.  It's all about the last minute.  When we moved out of our apartment in China two years ago, we may or may not have been frantically throwing things in bags while the hired taxi honked impatiently outside.  (We're trying to avoid a re-enactment of this when we move again next weekend.)

All you people who are so on top of things that you saunter peacefully about when the last minute arrives,  yeah, you make me a teeensy bit jealous.  After years of fighting this tendency of ours, I am learning that maybe this is who we are.  And maybe that is okay.  

I'm not saying it's okay to disrespect other's time.  That's something we always strive to avoid.

I'm talking about understanding and accepting how we are wired to function.  We are our most productive when the pressure of a deadline looms.  That's when we get 'er done.


There's nothing quite like the pressure of an international flight departure, like the one we have looming on August 21.  (China, here we come!)  So, as you can imagine, it's "GO TIME" around here.  Boxes are everywhere, piles of clothes lie sorted and resorted after the kids knock them over again.  I'd like to hang a "closed for business" sign in my kitchen, but those needy kids of mine keep asking for three meals a day.  Almost time for "creative concoctions brought to you by the back of the pantry."  

But in the midst of all the chaos, we're getting a lot done every single day.  Because we HAVE to.  There's that deadline. 

And there's another deadline, the one for Velvet Ashes Website Launch Fund, and it happens to be TOMORROW.  (I know, where did the last four weeks go??)  

If your life is anything like mine, you first read about Velvet Ashes, and you thought, "Yes!  This sounds incredible. I want to give to make this dream happen."  And then the baby pooped, the three-year-old spilled, and the five-year-old asked for the thirteenth time, "Mom, mom, what are we going to do NOW?"  Life happened, right?  And like me, maybe you need a deadline to remind you.  

Here's the thing, tons of people from across the globe have caught wind of this dream, and they're excited. Overseas women are saying, "I need this!"  Their loved ones are saying, "We want this for you!"  And people are giving.  Four thousand dollars already.  These are those "on top of things" kind of people that make me jealous.  

To all of you people, THANK YOU!!!  Thank you for giving, for sacrificing so this can be real.  Thank you for spreading the word, for laboring to birth this dream with us.  

For all the rest of my fellow last minute people, now it's our turn!!  Let's reach our goal of $6,600 so that women serving overseas can tap into a lifeline of community.  

And if you love the literal last minute, then the campaign will close Friday 11:59pm EST (So 8:59pm, my California peeps!).  :)    

P.S. If you missed my co-editor's post about Velvet Ashes, it's amazing.  Check it out here.