Saturday, September 30, 2006

Another Birthday, Another Decade

You know, I've noticed that whatever age my kids are, I frequently have "flashbacks" to that same time period/age from my own life. (And as we've entered the middle school years, some of it's not been pretty. I'm more than happy to snap back to 2006!) Well this week, not only did Bethany have her 13th birthday, our sweet niece Maggie had her 12th, and we were literally swept back to the 70's for her birthday party. She started a few years ago with a 50's party, and has steadily worked her way through the decades each year.

This week we all got together to celebrate their birthdays, and to drag out some clothes that were perhaps better left in the 70's! Danny (Maggie's Dad, on the left in the picture) went to his mom's house and found some clothes that he had worn in high school- complete with the shoes! (This picture is best viewed with the "bow-baca-waca-waca" 70's style music playing in your head, by the way...)



Uncle Jeff loaned Bethany his hair for this picture (no, the fro wasn't his real hair...) Maggie is wearing a vintage shirt from her father's wardrobe, and Bethany's wearing a Lynyrd Skynyrd 1977 concert shirt from Target. (You can change your mental soundtrack from "waca-waca" to "Sweet Home Alabama" if you want.) She is also sporting the disco ball (on her right ear) that usually hangs in her locker.


You may be wondering how the rest of us looked. I worked really hard to get the "wings" in my hair to "feather" just right. I didn't have long hair in middle school, so I would've killed for my hair to look then like I got it to look the other night. We didn't take many pictures, but here's the one Luke snapped of me, just before we left:


It was a fun party! I think maybe we should keep the fun and the memories, and send the clothes back...

Happy birthday, Angels!

Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Thirteen Candles

I am now officially the mom of a teenager! Bethany celebrated her big 1-3 yesterday. It's been a perfect celebration!

We had some of her best buds lurking in the copy room after Awana Sunday night. I called her on her cell phone while she was hanging out with two other friends (and co-conspirators) and asked her to please go to said copy room and check our mailbox. She walked in while 13 of us jumped up and yelled "Surprise!!!" She was. Very.


The kids enjoyed food and presents until... the limo arrived! Then it was time to pile in and enjoy arriving at teenhood in style! The limo drove everyone around the lake for awhile and then dropped each of them off at home. It was a blast! Her friends absolutely made it SO much fun, picking fun tunes on the radio and cranking the volume, laughing and taking crazy pictures. A perfect way to celebrate a birthday!

That night two of the girls came home with us and had a fun night of do-it-yourself "spa" treatments, complete with facials, pedicures, snacks and giggling.

Yesterday the three amigas and I spent the morning at the mall where they had fun completing a scavenger hunt that Bethany and I had made up ("Find 3 outfits your mom would never let you wear in a million years." "Find 3 purses over $75" "Buy a 25 cent bouncy ball at Old Navy" "Try on at least 3 pairs of shoes" "Count how many people ask you if school's out today"). They shopped, enjoyed Starbucks, tried on fancy dresses, and enjoyed being 13!


This is your time...

This is your dance...

Live every moment, leave nothing to chance.


Swim in the sea, drink of the deep...

Embrace the mystery of all you can be.

This is your time.

Happy birthday, my sweet girl!

Friday, September 22, 2006

Extreme Elmo!

Tickle Me Elmo X TMX Elmo


Even more fun than Hyper-Calvinism, it's Hyper Elmo! Speaking of Christmas gifts, THIS is what is apparently the hot toy this year. It came out this week and it's already sold out everywhere. They are supposed to be $39.99 or so, but they are going for several times that on Ebay already. The original "Tickle Me Elmo" came out ten years ago, at which time Bethany (along with every other 3 year old in America) asked Santa for one. He left her an IOU and a note, saying that the Easter Bunny would bring it. (Which he did! "Thanks, Easter Bunny... ::bock::bock::::")

Kyle and I have been cracking up at this video, which I will post here because this is the closest that most of us will probably get to one this year. Enjoy!

WWJED?

I've been waiting for this article to come online. It was in the September edition of "Christianity Today."

And, just in time for Christmas shopping season... for that hard-to-buy-for Calvinist, you can get the "Jonathan Edwards Is My Homeboy" t-shirt (seen at left on the cover of CT) here. If you'd like to go a little further back in church history, you can find a "Luther Is My Homeboy" t-shirt here. Of course, those are take-offs on the original, always-popular "Jesus Is My Homeboy" shirt, found here. If the person you're shopping for is more Eastern in their belief system, they might like the "Buddha Is My Om Boy" shirt, though. It's available here. It's never too early to start looking for that perfect gift!

Anyway, if you're interested in this sort of thing, the article is good. I'd post my thoughts, but it's been a long week of school, it's Friday, and my brain is tired. If you're wondering what I think of the article... let me just say that I might wear the above t-shirt, around the house anyway... ;)

Thursday, September 21, 2006

Keeping it Simple

I've always avoided the "____ for Dummies" books or the "Idiot's Guides" books, simply because, well, I'm not an idiot or a dummy! (I did buy Latin for Dummies, once, because I was desperate...) Lately, though I've been trying to keep things s-i-m-p-l-e in my life and that K.I.S.S. maxim has been popping into my mind- "Keep It Simple Stupid." Well, once again something inside me bristled at the word "stupid," so I've been brushing it aside while still trying to apply the principle itself. Well! I came across a book a few weeks ago at Half Price Books that I picked up because of its lovely title: Smart Women Keep it Simple. Now THERE's a book I can get into!

I posted yesterday on my homeschool blog that I've been strategically saying no, and it's been really helping our school schedule. So today, I was reading a chapter from "Smart Women," and it really affirmed what I've been thinking lately and added some new scriptural insight. Chapman says,
"When I become unbalanced and wonder how it happened, the Bible offers this explanation: "A doubleminded man [or woman]," James 1:8 says, "[is] unstable in all he does." Some women say yes to the Lord and no to the world. Others say yes to the world, but no to the Lord. But the doubleminded woman says yes to everything! Consequently, she's continually off-balance, like a drunken high-wire artist, lurching dangerously along the wire, leaning first to this side, then to that. She's a cataclysmic fall just waiting to happen."
"Nobody wants to be doubleminded. But how do we know when to say yes, and when no is the better answer? Is the key to balance making snappier to-do lists, or prioritizing more efficiently, or ceasing to be so co-dependent?"
"I don't think so. The answer is easier than any of these things, and also much harder. Paul says, "I am afraid that just as Eve was deceived by the serpent's cunning, your minds may somehow be led astray from the simplicity and purity of devotion to Christ." (2 Corinthians 11:3)
"Simple, pure devotion to Christ- that's the prescription for a life in balance. The balanced woman is not out to please some of the people all the time, or all of the people some of the time. She's not committed to please anyone at all...except Christ. Her strategy for living is to be simply, purely, passionately devoted to the Lord."

That's it! Simple devotion. But, what does that look like as it is played out in my daily life and in my commitments? That's what I'm praying through right now, and what Chapman's book explores. Food for thought. It's a great book, and it's available for $.01 on Amazon right now. Smart!

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Works-for-me Wednesday



This morning I was mulling over in my mind what "works for me" as I went throughout my routine at home. I became aware that I saw these in just about every cabinet and closet I opened. Apparently, they work for me!

I have become a clear-storage-drawer-aholic! I love them because they come in a wide variety of sizes, are stackable, portable and inexpensive. Here are the various ways I've used them:

* in my bathroom cabinet with all of the first aid supplies (easily accessible by the kids.)
* stacked in my closet and filled with all of my jillions of flip-flops
* in the island in my kitchen with all of the Rubbermaid/Tupperware lids in it, with the containers stacked on top.
* a big, flat one in the bottom of the school closet art projects or school "stuff" that I don't know what to do with. When full, I label it with the date range and stack in in the attic (I'll go through it later... when they leave for college! :::sniff:::)
* in my bathroom closet with all of our travel-sized toiletries, travel iron, travel anything- ready to pack!
* stacked in my laundry room containing all of the different sizes/categories of dishrags, cleaning rags and kitchen towels so they don't take up kitchen drawer/cabinet space
* next to the kids school desks (you can scroll down in that post to see a picture)
* in Bethany's bathroom cabinet, stacked, for all of her hair clips, bands and scrunchies
* stacked in the kids closets with various categories of toys, art supplies and accessories

Anyway, this isn't any new earth-shattering advice that no one else has ever thought of or done, but it certainly works for me! Visit Rocks In My Dryer for more great tips from some super-smart moms.

Have a great Wednesday!

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Fun with a 'Capitol' "F"

Back in May, I posted about some friends of ours, James and Liz, who got engaged while we were all in Maryland. Well, the wedding was this past weekend in Austin. We made a quick trip down there for it, and we had a blast! Luke was one of the ushers, so we went down Friday for the rehearsal and dinner, then enjoyed a beautiful ceremony Saturday. Their pastor from Alabama did the ceremony, and it was worth the trip just to hear his wonderful message. One of the things that stuck with me was that your spouse should be the greatest recipient of the gifts and talents that God has given you. I needed to hear that.


The kids & friends with the groom before the ceremony.

James and Liz, cutting the cake with his fire ax. (He is a fireman!) He said the guys at the firehouse polished it for over an hour, so it was clean enough to eat off of!


Some of the Maryland friends, together again!



The reception was at a club overlooking the city, which was hopping because of the Austin City Limits Music Festival, as well as those (including President Clinton) who were coming to pay their respects to former Governor Ann Richards who was lying in state in the capitol building. (I'm sure ole Bill stopped to listen to a few of the bands before he left the city...Maybe he even brought his sax!)


Before we left Austin, we went to the Texas History Museum (since we're studying Texas History this year, and what kind of homeschooler would I be???) and we went to watch the bats under the Congress Ave. bridge .

We made it home just in time for another fun week of Awana, and it's been a busy two days of school so far!

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Works-for-me Wednesday



Well, apparently WFMW hasn't "worked for me" in a few weeks, but I decided to jump back in today. One that Shannon posted a couple of weeks ago was a great idea about using a notebook to organize her life. This reminded me that I do something similar, but a bit simpler (for me).
A few years ago, just when my kids began their involvement in a jillion different activities I found a "multi-pocket folder" at Office Max. I have used this to categorize all of the papers and info that come into our house: team rosters, phone lists, notices, order forms, calendars, schedules, notes about team pictures, etc. I have been through two of them so far! My categories are whatever organizations or groups we are all in in any given school year, so that one resource contains all of the phone numbers for our various classes, teams, Bible studies and co-ops. It has been a lifesaver for me! (And it has worked better for me than a 3 ring binder because I don't have to hole punch anything.) I saw some the other day at Wal Mart that are plastic and have a piece of elastic to hold it closed, which I thought was really clever since it often gets really full, is often grabbed "on-the-run" and is subject to having coffee spilled on it. Perfect for the busy mom!

Have a great Wednesday!

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Where has the time gone?

I haven't blogged in... ages! Literally. Last time I blogged, I was a year younger. Since my last entry,

I've turned a year older...

We (and 596 other faithfuls) kicked off our Awana year...

We've been to west Texas and back again...

The kids and I have done LOADS of school...

We've had buckets of rain...

The temperature has been down in the 50's...

It's gone back up to the 90's...

Despite my b-day I managed to stay in my 30's (for one more year)...

and Luke celebrated his spiritual birthday!

About an hour ago Luke called to say that they had someone quit today so he had to work a job and drive a rig home, so he would be a little late. I have a homeschool association meeting tonight, and Bethany has graciously agreed to watch a friend's children for her so she can go to the meeting as well. Kyle decided he would go to the meeting too, as it is in a meeting room at a park and he would like to play. I have been finishing preparing all of the new library books for our association (as I am the librarian.) I was also mentally honing what I would speak on tonight (as I am one of the speakers.) About an hour ago I looked at the clock and immediately had that "WHERE has the time GONE???" feeling. Kicking it into high gear, Kyle and I quickly shuffled stuff into the car while Bethany hurriedly smeared each of us a sandwich and put a cooler together (she's going to be a great mom!). I quickly made myself look as presentable as I could, shoved my feet into some flip flops and we all dashed out the door. As we were shooting out of our subdivision, I glanced down at the clock in the car and realized it was 5:35, NOT 6:35. (The meeting starts at 7:00.) Well. Hmph. We turned the car around and came back, ate our sandwiches at a leisurley pace (sitting still and not going 40 mph, no less!)and I hopped on to blog for the first time in, well, ages!

The ironic thing is that the topic I'm speaking on tonight is... "Scheduling."

::sigh::

Wednesday, August 30, 2006

Treadmill Dancing

I realize why the video I posted below appeals to me so much... It's what I've been doing lately! And it's why I haven't been in blog-land for the past (almost) week. I've got the ever-turning Mom-treadmill going, the Homeschooler one is gathering speed, the Awana Secretary one is going full-tilt, the Field Trip treadmill was cranked up yesterday, the Phone treadmill beeps at me periodically... I'm dancing from treadmill to treadmill in a well-choreographed, fun, busy (and sometimes dizzying) pace. I'll bet you are, too! I watch my friends doing the same thing. Periodically, one of us will say to the other, "I just don't know how you do it all!" A friend emailed me that exact sentence on Monday. I said it to my author-church planter-friend Mary last week. I thought it as I watched the goofy treadmill guys.

But, what I love is that each of my treadmills was put there by my Personal Trainer. He knows the workout I need. He is directing each step, if I'll pay attention to His choreography. He is helping me learn my routine. As long as I can listen for His voice, soak in His encouragement, stay in step with His 8-count, quench my thirst with the Living Water, and rest when He tells me to, it will all continue to hum along as it should and I won't fall and go shooting off the end of one of those treadmills. The great thing is, even if I do, He'll catch me!

Ok, GO!

Thursday, August 24, 2006

5-6-7-8....

I think drill teams all across America should ditch their "chair routines" and roll some treadmills out onto the field!


Forty Days

Forty days...
...it rained on Noah (Gen. 7:4)
...it took to embalm Jacob (Israel) (Gen. 50:2-3)
...Moses was on the mountain receiving the Ten Commandments (Ex. 34:28)
...the spies explored the land of Canaan (Num. 13:25)
...Goliath threatened Israel (1 Sam. 17:16)
...Elijah was in the wilderness (I Kings 19:8)
...Jonah warned Ninevah (Jon. 3:4)
...Jesus was in the wilderness (Matt. 4:1-4)
...Jesus appeared to His disciples after His resurrection (Acts 1:3)


... this year that it's been over 100 degrees where we live! (Aug. 24:2006)

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Back into Action

Two weeks ago today, I posted that we had gone to greet soldiers coming home from Iraq. I'm posting their pictures again today as a reminder that those tired but happy faces we saw arriving that day are the same ones heading back into action this week.







We're heading into the next few weeks of 9-11 remembrances. In the midst of it, I'm going to be praying for these soldiers and all those with them who remember it every day. I'm praying for their families and loved ones who are saying good-bye once again. May the God who multiplied loaves and fish make the two short weeks they shared with their families and the well-deserved rest they had...enough. And may He hold all of them in the palm of His hand.

Monday, August 21, 2006

Terrific Turnout!

What a great start to what promises to be a fantastic Awana year! We had around 100 leaders come to leader orientation. Our pastor spoke powerful and timely words to us about leadership, marriage and sharing the gospel. He not only affirmed all of us in our ministry, but also highlighted Awana's role in partnering with and equipping parents as they spiritually train their children. It was just the encouragement we all needed!




Down the hall, over 60 kids (leaders' children from age 5 through grade 6) enjoyed our 3rd annual "Wild About Awana" party. In keeping with our theme, we had the "Creature Teacher" come out this year and teach the kids about some "wild" animals. She brought 8 animals with her, including a chinchilla, hedgehog, python, hissing cockroaches and a huge lizard.

We also had a dedicated group of teen helpers who really did their part to make the party go smoothly and enjoyed "meet-the-creature" night as well!

Seeing those animals from all over the world reminded me that every country represented also has at least one Awana Club. Kids in those parts of the world may actually see a Senegal parrot or a Madagascar Hissing Cockroach on their way to club! Those wonderful animals not only reminded me of our awesome Creator, but of the people who worship in those far away lands. I'll be praying for those clubs and missionaries as they begin their Awana year as well.

And... as typically happens when hosting an event, Luke and I didn't eat. (We ran out of food, but that's another post...) SO naturally, we hit Taco Bell on the way home. The evening was complete. Dios es fiel! (God is faithful!)

Saturday, August 19, 2006

For Whom the (Taco) Bell Tolls

I am so easily amused. I just love reading these Taco Bell hot sauce packets! It may mean that I need to get a hobby, but if I do, then so does the curator of The Condiment Packet Museum...

We went to Taco Bell today. We haven't been all summer. Because we haven't had Awana. You see, during the Awana year it's become our family's tradition to drive through Taco Bell after club each Sunday night on the way home. Maybe we started it our first year because we were up there so late and it was advantageous that Taco Bell's drive-thru was open until 2:00 AM. (Just kidding, we're not there quite that late!) Well this weekend we are ringing in our fourth year coordinating our church's Awana club, and as it turns out we drove through "the bell" this afternoon. Here comes a new Awana year, so here comes Taco Bell!

Please pray for us as we have our leader orientation meeting tomorrow and finish registering between 300 and 400 kids these next couple of weeks. It's a big job, but an exciting time for Luke and I as well as our kids who willingingly roll up their sleeves working alongside us, doing whatever we need them to do. I absolutely love being in ministry with my family. I think it's one of the best gifts God has ever given us, truly.

Speaking of those who roll up their sleeves, I am amazed and humbled by those who volunteer in Awana. The Lord so faithfully draws some of the most capable, positive and energetic folks every year. They are more "on fire" than the hot sauce at Taco Bell, and funnier too! Approximately 120 faithful leaders spice up our weekly club meetings with their warm smiles, encouragement for the children, top-notch Bible lessons and crazy games. Sometimes I just stand in the hall and smile, watching them in action.

SO... next time you drive through Taco Bell, think of Awana. Think of our amazing volunteers! (And don't forget to enjoy reading the hot sauce packets...)


Approved Workmen Are Not Ashamed
"Do your best to present yourself to God as one approved, a workman who does not need to be ashamed and who correctly handles the word of truth." 2 Timothy 2:15

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

"There's that chicken!"

We had a wonderful time last night, enjoying fellowship in our home with our friend Dr. Sam from Ghana. He is such a dear man. It is obvious to all who are around him that he walks very closely with God. The Holy Spirit is clearly manifested in the way he talks and in the things he says. He hears from God. He speaks wisdom. He is absolutely fascinating to be with! So we sat last night around our dining room table soaking up what Dr. Sam had to say. I'm still processing most of it, so it will surely come out in my "blogging" at some point.

What I love about his testimony is that he wasn't always a Christian. He didn't accept Christ until well into his adult life. So he's gotten where he is spiritually in relatively few years, which really inspires me. I asked him last night when he began to really seek after and sense God's presence in his life, and when he began to actively listen for the Holy Spirit's "voice" for himself. He told the story of his 12 year old daughter, "W", who is a sweet friend of Bethany's.

When W was four years old, she came upon a dying chicken. This chicken was apparently lying on the ground, paralyzed, to the point of death. Dr. Sam (who is, in fact, a medical doctor) explained medically what had been wrong with the chicken. I'm not sure what he said, but the point was that it was clear this chicken was dying and that was that. Well, not for W. She went over to the chicken, laid her little four-year-old hands upon it and spoke healing for the chicken in Jesus' name. She claimed it, she believed for it. The matter was settled. Well, it was not long before that chicken was up and clucking around with the other chickens! That chicken had been healed! Dr. Sam said last night, "When I saw what the power of God would do for a chicken... I knew he would do that in my life too!"
Last night as Dr. Sam was leaving our house, Kyle showed him this picture that we have on our refrigerator. W drew this picture and sent to us earlier this year. I love that verse, and it is a reminder of our sweet Ghanaian friends each time I look at it. When Dr. Sam saw the picture his sweet daughter had drawn, he said "Ah, yes. There's that chicken!" Though I had heard the chicken story before, I had not made the connection. To me, the chicken represented the "feathers" and "wings" in the verse. But to the artist, it represented power!

Now I see that picture differently. I'm so glad I see the chicken! How often I'm a chicken. Not just a chicken, but one who can't move! If God can be called upon by a four-year-old to bring life to paralyzed poultry, He can certainly be trusted to infuse every area of my life with that same power, when called upon with believing boldness like that of a child.

Sunday, August 13, 2006

The Gate Called "Beautiful"

Today I was reading the passage in Acts 3 where Peter healed the lame man at the temple. I have always loved this story because of Peter's words, "Silver and gold I do not have, but what I do have I do give you: In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, rise up and walk," which of course, the man did. What a wonderful passage! I decided to give it a little closer look this morning.

According to Acts 3, this man had been "crippled from birth" and was "being carried to the temple gate called Beautiful, where he was put every day to beg from those going into the temple courts." (verse 2). That's where he was when Peter and John passed by. Acts 4:22 says that the man was "over forty years old." So, according to the text, he had been carried daily, since birth, for over forty years to the gate of the temple. I found a temple diagram here which shows where the "Beautiful gate" would have been located. It was in a prominent spot, where people bringing their offerings would be sure to walk by, making it an opportune place to ask for alms. Being the choice location that it was, I wondered, how many times had Jesus Himself walked by that man? The man was older than Jesus. He could've been laying there, an 8 to 10-year-old boy, when Mary and Joseph passed by with baby Jesus on their way to see Simeon. Years before Jesus uttered His first earthly words, this boy's parents had taught their son the words one uses to beg. Those could've even been his first words. Perhaps he lay there as a young man in his 20's when Jesus-the-12-year-old came into the temple. While Jesus spoke with such authority to the priests inside the temple, the man continued to speak the language of beggars outside. Most certainly Jesus passed him as he came in and out of the temple during his public ministry, when He was healing so many. There the man lay, day after day, year after year when the source of his healing was so close at hand. Why didn't Jesus heal him while He was on earth? Was He unaware of the man's presence or did He just not care? Did the man not make himself known to Him?

Perhaps Jesus knew that the man's healing would pack a greater punch after He was gone. Acts 3:9 says that the people were "filled with wonder and amazement at what had happened to him." Verse 11 says that they "came running" to Peter and John as they continued through the temple. Peter, in his newfound, spirit-filled boldness, used this opportunity to point to the true Source of this man's healing. "Why does this surprise you? Why do you stare at us as if by our own power or godliness we had made this man walk? The God of Abraham... has glorified His servant Jesus. ... It is Jesus' name and the faith that comes through him that has given this complete healing to him, as you can all see." (v. 12,13,16) Peter made no bones about it. He pointed straight to the risen Christ. This man's healing gave credibility to what they were preaching. Christ's earthly miracles had pointed to His deity. This healing pointed to Christ's deity and His resurrection. He had been crucified for claiming to be the Son of God. The story of His resurrection was being doubted. It was not a popular message, and Peter and John were even jailed until the next day for proclaiming it. "But many who heard the message believed, and the number of men grew to about five thousand." (Acts 4:4) So many had fallen away when Jesus didn't come through for them the way they thought He would. Now there were 5,000-plus who believed! And their souls are in heaven today because of it.

When the apostles were finally were brought before the priests and the temple guard, "they saw the courage of Peter and John and realized that they were unschooled, ordinary men, they were astonished and they took note that these men had been with Jesus. But since they could see the man who had been healed standing there with them, there was nothing they could say." (4: 13-14) The miracles Jesus performed while He was on earth backed up His claim of Who He was. This healing not only further supported that claim, but lent credibility to the apostles themselves. There was nothing more to say, no argument could be made. This was crucial. Additionally, if Jesus had healed the man Himself, Peter would've missed out on the blessed opportunity to be the vessel. The timing was perfect.

Timing. Even the name of the gate points to the timing. Most translations render it "the gate called Beautiful." I found today in Strong's Greek Lexicon that the word translated "beautiful," horaios, comes from a word which means, "belonging to the right hour or season (timely)." It was time.

What I learn from the man's family (who presumably carried him there) is the persistence to daily put myself, put those I love, in the position to be healed and blessed. To go before the throne of grace myself and carry others as well. Ask. Beseech. Expect. Don't give up, even when those around me seem to be getting what I'm asking for. Maybe it's not my time yet. But when it comes, it will most certainly have been worth the wait. Beth Moore teaches that God's "no's" and "not yets" are for "bigger yesses" down the road. Greater glory! Exceeding gladness!

What I learn from Peter and John is that even if I am unschooled and ordinary, others will take note if I've been with Jesus. I need to spend time in His presence, be empowered by His Spirit. Furthermore, Jesus didn't do it all Himself while He was on earth. He left work to be done through me. I need to get to it! It's time.

What I learn from the man is how like him I am. Utterly dependent. I can bring nothing of myself, my posture is that of the lame. Some of what cripples me has been with me for around 40 years- since birth. What carries me is the grace of God, right to the gate which leads to healing and wholeness. That is what I call beautiful.

Friday, August 11, 2006

Yes, U2 can sharpen your leadership skills!

We are so blessed to be one of the satellite churches which hosts the annual Willow Creek Leadership Summit. This will be my third year to attend. In the past I've really gotten some great leadership strategies, felt encouraged in our ministry, have been blessed personally, and have heard some speakers I would not have had the opportunity to hear otherwise. I love our church for holding such events, and for encouraging leaders within the church to go. From the overview (linked above) on the Willow site, this year's event "offers you and every leader on your team a place to rededicate yourselves to God's life-changing work. You'll be challenged to invest your gifts and abilities in the single most important work on this planet—helping your local church reach its full, God-given redemptive potential." Doesn't that sound great?
Well, in the interest of honesty, I'm just going to share that one of the main reasons this 80's girl is going today is Session 6. Here's the video of that session:

Bill Hybels and Bono 1

Bill Hybels and Bono 2

Bill Hybels and Bono 3

I just may have found what I'm looking for in a leadership conference!

Wednesday, August 09, 2006

Bugs for breakfast, anyone?

I just read this to the kids. Kyle thinks it might be why the Yoplait he had for breakfast had a "slightly bitter aftertaste." Hmmm.....

Food for thought!

The Most Thirsty Plant

As I was making the rounds, watering my plants, I came upon this little guy. He looks sort of okay today, but in the past I have found him brown-leafed, dry, drooping... sad. If I were to post pictures of all of the (many) other plants in my house you would see that compared to them, he's not lookin' too good. The other plants in the house are green, glossy, and thriving... but not this one. Of course, there's only one explanation- neglect! You can see that it lives next to a window, so it gets plenty of light, so obviously it just needs to be watered more often. The saddest part is that this particular plant lives on the ledge by my bathtub. Poor thing! He's the thirstiest one in the house, and he lives the closest to a water source! Well, I could reason that when I'm in my bathroom in the mornings, I'm too busy getting ready to go about my day to reach over and water it. At night, when I draw my bath, I am so tired from a long day that I simply don't notice him sitting there. Can I be blamed? Besides, the plants that everyone else sees all over the house look great, so does it really matter? No one hangs out in my bathroom. Every couple of days I fill up my watering can and travel all over the house watering plants on tables, shelves, window sills, entry ways and porches, so often forgetting that poor little guy back in my bathroom. Night after night he gets drier and drier, all the while listening to water as it flows from sink faucets nearby and fills the tub just a couple of feet away... Now, I know I'm being dramatic (and might need to lay off of the plant personification) but it has made me really think about those around me who are so thirsty for the Living Water.

I believe God is really doing a work today, drawing more and more average folks like us into foreign missions. Our family has been forever changed by our work abroad, and are actively praying about our next trip. It was amazing this summer to see literally hundreds of people commissioned from our church alone to go all over the world. I have loved the reports from my friends, including my sweet daughter, who have gone this summer to take the Word to places where it is not being preached, where it has not been heard, where people are so... thirsty. But what about those who live so close to the bathtub? I can't forget them. Maybe I'm too tired, busy, or distracted... but there they sit. Just like my plant on the ledge, they can "hear the water" as they channel surf on their radio and tv stations, perhaps hearing snippets of sermons. Maybe they overhear conversations about faith at soccer games or dinner parties or see "messages from God" on billboards but do they know it's for them? Has it been taken to them? Or do I just expect them to find it because, well, this is the Bible Belt. How can you miss it? Do I just give them a splash every once in awhile when I happen to think about it (like my poor plant) or am I deliberately, regularly, purposefully carrying Living Water to them like I do to those around the world? As Luke and I actively prepare and strategize for our local Awana year, getting it ready for those who will come, am I as ambitious about taking its message- the gospel of Christ- to those in this community who may never come to Awana?

Jesus, may I drink so deeply of You and be so filled with your Holy Spirit that I am well-nourished, flourishing like a tree planted by water. If I am not, then cause me to thirst. Let nothing else satisfy. May streams of living water so flow through me that those I encounter will be refreshed and be directed to the well where they may be made new, to drink deeply themselves. When You prepared my good works in advance, You planned for me to live here in this location and in this generation. Help me to be as purposeful and deliberate as I live my days here. May you, my Savior, be my Water Source and may my food always be to do the the will of the my Heavenly Father. Amen.