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                      Andrea Schlappi

Hi, there! My name is Andrea Schlappi (Whoa! Pause. I am giggling at hearing your trying to pronounce it. Let me help you… SHH-LAP-E… J). I have been married for almost 11 years to my childhood sweetheart, Gabe. We have three children, Annabel (9), Jackson (7) and Bennett (5). I graduated from Cedarville University in Ohio with a degree in English Education, taught for a few years, and now am a Georgia peach mama at home with my children. Fixing hair and building Legos, scraping plates and cleaning bathtubs, fielding questions and playing referee – just a smidgeon of the privilege I call mine. On top of wife-ing and mother-ing, I have a passion for the Word of God and for writing.


I attended the 2009 Mylonn Conference, There is a Time, with my friend, Becky Blackwelder. God wrote all over my heart that weekend. I want to share just how God brought me there…


Becky had been telling me about Mylonn, and I wanted to see it for myself! In July, we began discussing coming with our husbands. Quickly that plan foiled. My husband did not want to go. I still did, but knew that buying a ticket/room was not an option. I laid it before God, knowing that He knew my heart’s desire and would work it out should He wish for me to go. Come September, I had asked another friend to attend with me, even entered the recipe exchange, and still there was no answer. God was going to do it His way and in His time!


On September 24th, less than a month from Callaway, Gabe worked it out for me, finding out just what my attending would entail. In the midst of that, Becky’s husband graciously offered for me to have his place. That meant he would stay and I would go. Gabe, out of town, called me from his hotel room. I will never forget it. I was sitting at my computer with the children sleeping, tired from a day, when he called and told me he had arranged for me to be able to go. I cried. I cried. Oh how I cried. When I hung up the phone, I fell to my face because I knew God had moved in His way and in His own time. I had no doubt God would do a mighty work in my heart and that I was, in every way, supposed to attend! Looking back, this finite mind is still amazed. Last year, in 2010, I began writing with Traci a collaborative journey through Matthew 1:1-17 and it has been an absolute joy!


And that brings us around to the reason I write. There is a verse in 2 Samuel 7 that says, “Who am I, O Lord, that You have brought me this far?” There you have it in a nutshell – the reason I write. He has brought me far. He was perfect sacrifice, and I am free because of it. By the way of HIS cross I am redeemed, and He who formed the magnificence of the stars resides in my heart. He loved me first, loved me most, and is faithful when I fail. Glory!


I am not near anything worthy of His Sacrifice, Mercy, Grace and Love. I also know that no language could ever detail in perfect measure praises due Him. While I could never solidify with words just how AWESOME He is, I choose to proclaim them anyway because I stand forgiven. My words are because HE IS.


The bottom line is this: At the end of the day, I am simply a wife and mama trying to do all I can so He will receive the glory. After all, it is His alone! And so we have come full circle. The question remains. Who am I? The simplest answer I can give -- HIS.