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2009-02-16T08:57:00.004-07:00

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Dirty Laundry...

2009-01-13T09:55:00.000-07:00

“…just as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her to make her holy, cleansing her by the washing with water through the word, and to present her to himself as a radiant church, without stain or wrinkle or any other blemish, but holy and blameless. Ephesians 5.25b-27 (NIV)

The other day some friends & I were discussing the seemingly mundane tasks of life. Inevitably, the subject of laundry came up. The dirtying, the loading, the unloading, the wearing, the dirtying … a never-ending spin cycle, if you will. I often wonder if my nine-year-old son and I are in some sort of contest to see who can do his part faster. He usually wins, and I find myself lagging behind as I carry yet another basket of his jeans to the washer. He doesn’t intentionally get his clothes …well, filthy… he’s just being a boy.

The biblical Old Testament system of worship included a bronze laver used by the priests to wash themselves. The placement of the laver provides great spiritual insight, even for believers today. (The Tabernacle/Temple is so rich in its symbolism that we cannot possibly discuss every aspect in one blog any more than we can fit the buffet line at The Golden Corral into one to-go box! It just ain’t happenin’!) The laver was a giant bronze bowl filled with water placed in between the brazen altar (where animal sacrifices were made) and the Holy Place (where priests would meet with God). In my mind the significance of the placement of the laver is profound. It lay … on the journey, so to speak … in between forgiveness and utter holiness. It was a place of reflection for those who were washing, those who already had been forgiven (via the sacrifice) and were on their way toward wholeness. It represented a daily cleansing, an on-going purification for the Old Testament chosen people- Israel. For those of us chosen under the New Testament, our “laver” is the Word, the Bible. It is by being “washed through the Word” that we experience daily cleansing and purification on our journey toward ultimate perfected holiness. Just like I wash the dirt (and who knows what else!) from my son’s jeans, the Word washes away the grime of the day – both on and in me. As I daily spend time in the “water” of God’s Word, His Spirit scrubs my thoughts, my actions, my words until they meet His standard of clean… now or eventually. (Sometimes He uses the gentle cycle, or He just lets me soak for a while. At other times, it would seem He uses my granny’s lye soap; harsh and abrasive, it gets out even the most stubborn of stains.) The end goal is for me to be radiantly clean as I stand before Him, without any “stain or wrinkle” … something I may never be able to say about Sam’s jeans.

The Producers...

2009-01-08T19:16:00.009-07:00

When my maternal grandmother was 14 years old, she was married. Thankfully, no one any younger can legally marry ... even in Alabama. While she may not have been very prepared for being a wife, she was well prepared to run a household. She could plant a garden and cook or can everything it produced. Having 8 siblings, she knew a little something about the demands of a busy home. She could sew a dress from a flour sack and wash it by hand in the creek a half-mile away ... even in winter... with handmade lye soap. She later gave birth to twins at home and then, as the story goes, mopped the bedroom floor. She worked hard her whole life; she was a producer ... which allowed her to also be a giver. She gave away handmade quilts and jam made from strawberries grown in her sideyard. Every memory I have of my granny ends with a happy heart and a full tummy. All this reminiscing leads me to a question: When did we become a consumer culture?

Consumership is everywhere ... in every arena ... in every aspect of our culture. We want it all ... no credit, no problem; no money down, no interest until 2099. We only have to look at the economic status of these United States to see the misery brought on by endless consumption. Sadly, this mentality extends even into the church. Like bargain-hunters at the outlet mall, church-shoppers compare children's programs and worship music. Shrewd investors ... looking for minimal outlay with maximum return. We are more often consumers than producers ... and we, too, are poorer for it. We are forfeiting the joy of giving and the satisfaction of serving, only to find more and more emptiness. We hold the church in contempt because it meets neither our needs nor our expectations. It's time we take responsibility not only for our own spiritual growth but for meeting the needs of those around us as well. It's time to dig into the Word and avail ourselves to the Spirit, who gives us the power to produce. Then we'll have something to give even sweeter than Granny's strawberry jam.

The Bird Feeder...

2009-01-04T15:48:00.005-07:00

"Consider the ravens: They do not sow or reap, they have no storeroom or barn; yet God feeds them. And how much more valuable you are than birds!" Luke 12.24

This Sunday Russ & I taught the 2nd grade class during Children's Worship at Chapel. Actually, Russ did most of the teaching; I was in charge of crowd control, i.e. gently telling the little girls to stop chit-chatting. Sam helped out as well by passing out papers, picking up crayons and such. Today our lesson had us reinforce the main point ... "Jesus cares about the hungry"... by repeating the phrase several times throughout the hour. Little did I know that I would see that truth played out right before my very eyes!

Since today was the kick-off for the new Sunday School session, we had planned a brunch ... for the adults. We figured the best to introduce the new classes was with food, perhaps attesting to the influence of the Baptist congregates. The children were to go to their classes while the grown-ups dined on homemade casseroles and hot coffee. There was only one problem: despite the fact that he had eaten breakfast, my growing boy was hungry! And he was vocal about it. As I ushered him off to his class, I did feel a little guilty, knowing the mouth-watering spread which awaited me. The Chaplain's announcement that there would be snacks in the children's classes brought some much needed comfort to this mom's soul. Having finally worked my way to the coffee pot at the end of a long row of tables, I began to survey the room for a place to sit. That's when I saw Sam ... with a plateful of food and a smile on his face. As I sat down next to him, he explained that his Sunday School teacher was absent and that he was told to go eat brunch with his parents. "So, Mom... I guess Jesus really does care about the hungry," he said. I had to agree.

Out of the Wind...

2008-12-19T08:59:00.002-07:00

Last Sunday as we headed to Chapel, the wind was blowing like crazy ... at about 50 mph. Driving along the desert Highway 10 proved quite a challenge. Thankfully, my little PT Cruiser comes with a compass, so I don't get lost when the windblown dust makes it almost impossible to see. Then comes the hard part... getting out of the car. Walking into the Chapel in these extreme conditions should qualify as an Olympic sport! I held Annabelle's hand as we fought our way across the parking lot, and I wondered why I had bothered to fix my hair. I mean, there's not enough hairspray in the Lone Star State to withstand this kind of abuse! But as soon as we stepped inside the doors of the Chapel, there was an immediate calm. No more wind undoing my do; no more dust in my eyes, no more flashbacks to a scene in The Wizard of Oz. There was only a sense of peacefulness and warmth. As we took our seats near the back, the light of the sun filtered in through the stained glass windows to illuminate the beauty of the small sanctuary. The Chaplain had us open our Bibles, and that's when it occurred to me. When the circumstances of life overwhelm me, when strong winds blow... as they will... there is indeed a place where I can find peace and warmth and protection. The Word of God is that place. By sitting down and opening His Word, I can find a sense of peace even though the winds are raging wildly just outside the door. I can get my bearings once again and the strength to go back out into the wind.

The Farmer's Wife...

2008-12-05T10:48:00.006-07:00

Years ago Russ and I watched, "The Farmer's Wife" on TV. Those of you who know us won't be surprised that it was a documentary... although it was on PBS, not the History Channel. The story chronicled the trials and travails of the Buschkoetters, a farming family in Nebraska.

According to the website (www.davidsutherland.com), "In scene after scene, Juanita and Darrel fight a punishing series of battles -- with the soil, with the weather, with their creditors, with the government, and with each other. Their story unfolds before our eyes, as it is happening. What emerges is an epic story of faith, perserverance, and triumph, and an indelible portrait of a real American family's struggle to hold on to their dreams and to each other."

In Luke Chapter 8, Jesus tells what has come to be known as the Parable of the Sower. In this particular story Jesus tells of a farmer who sows much seed. Some falls on hardened ground; some falls on the rocks; some falls into the weeds; but some falls onto good soil, where a crop is actually produced. And what a crop it is ... 100 times as much as was planted! Like the farmer in the parable, Buschkoetter plants MUCH seed ... year after year, and most of it doesn't produce anything but shattered dreams. Buschkoetter sees the absolute reality of 1 Corinthians 3.7, "Neither he who plants nor he who waters is anything; but only God who makes things grow." Too much rain, too little rain, possible foreclosure, the tole of working two jobs, the guilt of not being there for his wife and children, whatever the circumstances, Buschkoetter perseveres. He holds onto his dream of a bumper crop. And in the end, he gets it!

I wonder if I have that same level of commitment when it comes to sowing the seed which, according to Jesus, is God's Word. The soil - people. Will I continue if, like Buschkoetter's, the results are not favorable? Can I hold onto the dream of a bumper crop? I must! I must! What else is worth committing to?

Change We Can Believe In...

2008-11-30T21:30:00.007-07:00

John Chapter 2 tells a story familiar to many. It seemed rather familiar to me, too, until this morning. That is one thing I love about God's word; it is living and active... and teaching me new lessons if I am willing to learn.

Mary, Jesus' mother, was attending a wedding in the village of Cana. Jesus and his disciples had also been invited. Indicative of the Jewish culture in general, the traditional Jewish wedding is full of meaningful rituals and symbolism. The couple is married underneath the cover of a tent called a chuppah, which symbolizes the couple's future home together. The bride, known as a kallah, wears a veil which is meant to place special emphasis on inner rather than physical beauty. And then there is the celebration... the food .... the laughter... the wine. When the wine runs out, Mary- like any good mother who knows her son - simply goes to Jesus. Jesus performs his very first miracle that day ... and I am amazed.

Jesus' first miracle was this: transformation. He took ordinary water and transformed it into wine. Not just any wine, either ... the best wine. Of all the miracles of Jesus could have chosen as His first, he chose this one. He chose to transform. He didn't simply alter the perception of the people, making them think the water tasted as good as wine. He chose to reveal Himself in that moment, to reveal His desire and ability to bring about a complete transformation. He turned the water into wine, the fruit of the vine! As I reflect on this incredible display of His loving intent and His great power, I see that He has done and is doing no less with me. He is transforming my thoughts from darkness to light. He is transforming my actions from selfishness to service. The work of His Spirit is so changing my motivations, my words, my desires, and my understanding of Truth that the composition of my life is completely different from what it was before I knew Christ. 2 Corinthians 5.17 sums up the experience of all of us who have come into a personal relationship with Jesus Christ ... "Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone; the new has come." That's change we can believe in.

Illustrations...

2008-11-26T19:17:00.003-07:00

Russ and I are involved with the Navigators ministry here in Texas. This organization, which can be found on many military installations across the country, places their focus on helping and training soldiers in their walk with Christ. The Navs we've known through the years often use illustrations when explaining spiritual truths… using anything from a whiteboard to a ripe banana. Somehow I think John the Baptist would fit right in.

In John 1, we see John define himself as “one calling in the desert, make the way straight for the Lord…”. He states unequivocally that he is not the Messiah but rather he is merely the messenger, further laying the ground work for the One who is to come. John’s words proclaim Christ. In verse 31, Johns says “…the reason I came baptizing with water was that he (Jesus) might be revealed to Israel.” John’s life serves as the illustration of the Christ to come. Perhaps for a revelation of this magnitude a dry erase board just wouldn’t do.

The Word Became Human....

2008-11-25T08:35:00.008-07:00

There is a certain boy who has been giving Sophia a hard time at school. As an adult, I understand this is part and parcel of growing up. As a mother, I just want to show this young man the working end of a belt. As a matter of fact, as I recounted the latest incident to Russ, he commented that he'd like to go back to 7th grade and teach that boy a lesson. ( I had relished that same thought some hours earlier.)

John 1.14 says, "So the Word (Jesus) became human and lived here on earth among us..." Jesus did what Russ and I would like to do ... He took on another form... only with "unfailing love and faithfulness," as verse 14 goes on to tell us. In Jesus, God became human, not to condemn us or to crush us or to exact divine vengeance for our sin ... but to love us, restore us, save us. According to Luke 19.10, the purpose for Jesus' coming to Planet Earth was to seek and to save those who are lost. Only Jesus - 100% holy God and 100%s sinless man - could redeem 100% lost and sinful mankind. Only God as Jesus would have the integrity to walk around in human flesh with right motivation toward others. Only Jesus as God would have the power to save. Unlike me with my desire to put a bullying 13-year-old to shame, Jesus became human to take away my shame. As I contemplate Jesus' example, I realize I still have a long way to go in becoming like Him.

Children of God...

2008-11-24T09:25:00.004-07:00

I often hear it said that "we are all children of God". Sounds quite attractive, doesn't it? Inclusive. Compassionate. Conciliatory. Unfortunately, it just ain't so.

In order to find the truth of the matter, we look to John 1:12, "To all who believed him and accepted him, he gave the right to become children of God." The "him" John refers to is Jesus, and only Jesus. The Amplified Bible expands on the verse in this way, "But to as many as did receive and welcome Him, He gave the authority (power, privilege, right) to become children of God, that is, to those who believe in (adhere to, trust in, rely on) His name." Contrary to public opinion, we are not all children of God. Scripture clearly states there is a qualifier: belief in and acceptance of Jesus. John goes on to say in verse 13, "They are reborn! This is not a physical birth resulting from human passion or plan -- this rebirth comes from God." This is God's doing ... and there is no other way! We cannot become a child of God by doing good things. We cannot earn a relationship with God, nor can we earn kinship. The kid down the street does not become my kid by mowing my lawn every other week. Giving money to good causes does not make someone a child of God. Studying theology does not make someone a child of God. Being "spiritual" or even joining a religion does not make someone a child of God. Created in the image of God, yes; related to God, not so much.

Russ and I have three children of our own. They were born of us, physically speaking. They did not choose to be our children ... they were chosen to be our children. The fact that we birthed them determines that they indeed are our children. (I won't use this particular blog to address the topic of adoption, but will say that Scripture refers to us Gentiles as adopted children.) Although we know many children, only three are our children. I know who mine are not only because I gave birth to them, but also because we have this ongoing relationship. They accept that I am their mother, and I accept that they are my children ... even when they are way too noisy. I do not get confused when I pick up them up at school and mistake other children for mine. I KNOW them! I know what they look like and recognize their voices in the crowd. And they know they are my children. They trust me. They rely on me... especially when it comes to doing homework.

Russ and I love Sophia, Sam and Annabelle; we provide for them, teach them, shape them, and they give us tremendous joy. There is no doubt in any of our minds that we are irrevocably related. I am just as certain that God is my Father, and I am His child. God chose to give me new life through Jesus' redemptive work on the cross ... and I believe and accept. How about you?

Waiting...

2008-11-22T22:06:00.003-07:00

OK, just when I thought I'd heard it all...

Last night I told Sam it was time for his shower. As usual, this 9-year-old boy was not happy. But at least his response made me laugh. He just wishes there was something fun to do while he's waiting. "Waiting for what?" I ask. With his expression saying "duuh", he answers, "To get out of the shower, Mom." It was then that I informed him there IS something he can do ... it's called bathing.

As I reflect on this humorous conversation, it occurs to me that in a way I do the very same thing. As everyday opportunities stare me right in the face, I find myself waiting for some great need, important task, or profound revelation. As I pass the time waiting for my "big chance" to serve Jesus, I completely miss the immediate need of a new acquaintance. Obviously, (to everyone but me) the most critical ministry Jesus invites me to participate in is to share His love. This, Scripture says, can be as easy as handing someone a Dixie cup. My prayer is that I'll recognize any and all opportunities to love God by loving people ... and that my son will remember to use soap.

Serious Error...

2008-11-06T08:58:00.005-07:00

"Your problem is that you don't know the Scriptures, and you don't know the power of God." Mark 12.24

I never cease to be amazed at Jesus' ability to cut to the chase. The verse above is His answer to a question asked by a group of "religious" folks, the Sadducees. (They didn't believe in resurrection after death, so they were "sad, you see".) The hypothetical situation posed in their question was meant to somehow trick Jesus, trip Him up. Jesus immediately went to the heart of the matter, stating that the Sadducees did not know Scripture, which He calls "a serious error."

In our day and time, there are many questions that believers and unbelievers alike submit to the church. Sometimes these questions are actually meant to in some way justify wrong belief, motivation, or behavior. Sometimes, however, they are simply asked out of ignorance. A young lady once asked me why shouldn't she have sex with her fiance. Both she and the young man claimed to know Christ; they both were active in their local church. Jesus' response to the Sadducees would also answer her question ... "Your problem is that you don't know the Scriptures." As I sat down with her to discuss the situation, it became apparent to me that she did not understand that having sex outside of marriage is wrong. (Jesus affirms this Old Testament truth in John 8, for example) It simply is not God's best, even if - maybe especially if - you plan to marry the other person. I also explained that having sex outside of marriage is no worse than any other sin. If she were to confess it to God and ask for forgiveness, He would certainly wipe her slate clean. (1 John 1.9) Her lack of knowledge of Scripture had left her in dangerous territory. She couldn't depend on anything or anyone else to protect her from sin. Not even her own heart. Only through the Holy Spirit's illumination of the absolute Truth of Scripture can our thoughts and actions - our very lives - be transformed.

Speaking to his disciples, Jesus says in John 8.31, "You will know the truth, and the truth will set you free."

The Election ...

2008-11-05T08:27:00.007-07:00

For my blog today, I refer you to Mark Driscoll, pastor of Mars Hill Church in Seattle, WA.

Please click on the words "The Election" above.

The Test...

2008-11-04T08:54:00.005-07:00

"Test everything. Hold on to the good." 1 Thessalonians 5.21

There is a park right down the street from our house. Most Sunday afternoons, the kids get their bikes, Russ finds the soccer ball, and I grab my ipod, and we head for the only patch of green near us. Occasionally, we'll meet someone walking her dog along the way. The kids' first instinct is to hop off their bikes and go directly to the unsuspecting pooch so they can pet him. However, because the dog's real disposition is not always easy to read, this could be very dangerous. So, we've trained our kids NOT to walk up and pet strange dogs, no matter how harmless they may seem. Likewise, we're training them to show the same discretion in all areas of life.

In his letter to the church at Thessalonica, Paul holds to the same premise. He understood the value of testing everything, including his own convictions.

So, what is the standard against which everything must be tested? The standard must be stable, uncompromising, immovable, unchangeable. The standard must be Truth itself. A very powerful and well-known man in the Bible once asked, "What is truth?" Unfortunately, this wasn't the right question. I think the proper question would have been, "Who is Truth?" Truth is a person. In John 14.6, Jesus says, "I am the way, the TRUTH, and the life..." Only when we test our ideas, words, actions and motivations against those of Jesus as defined in Scripture will we be able to properly assess them. In a culture where Truth is seen as relative and absolutes are relegated to the realm of impossibility, our challenge is indeed great. Therefore, those of us who call ourselves "Christian" must know Scripture!! How will we be able to test all that the world throws at us if we do not know what Scripture says? Simple: we won't. We'll be deceived because we don't know the Truth. While I certainly don't claim to have mastered Scripture, I certainly do claim that the more time I spend in the Scripture, the more it masters me! This gives me the ability to test everything and hold on to the good.

Oh, say can you see ....

2008-10-31T08:13:00.002-06:00

Mark 10.46-52 tells the story of Bartimaeus, a blind man who lived near Jericho. When he heard that Jesus was passing by, he began to shout, "Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me!" Others told him to quiet down, but he shouted all the more. If only the sighted could see our need as well as he!

Bartimaeus was not content to imagine his surroundings; he wanted to see things -for better or worse- as they actually were. He was not content to be a beggar (as was the common practice of the impaired in his day); perhaps he wanted to contribute to his community. For these, he had but one need: Jesus.

In the Old Testament, God often opened the eyes of man to see invisible realty. In Genesis 21.19, God opened the eyes of Hagar to see water in the desert. In 2 Kings 6.17, God opened the eyes of Elisha's servant to see the Army of God. Mind you, these were sighted people. In the New Testament, we see Jesus as the eye-opener. Each of the four gospels contains accounts of Jesus healing the physically blind; his power, mercy and compassion are unmatched! Perhaps more amazing, Jesus also gives sight to the sighted.

Revelation 3.17 sums what I've learned today. "You say 'I am rich; I have acquired wealth and don't need a thing. But you do not realize that you are wretched, poor, pitiful, blind and naked." I have certainly seen that, apart from Christ, I have all these attributes. And 21st Century American culture could certainly be described as such. We are so rich in terms of finances, academia, power, possessions, influence ... that we need Jesus to open our eyes. We need to see the the truth about who we really are, and we need to see the Truth of who He is.

Hinges...

2008-10-22T21:55:00.004-06:00

Matthew 23.37"O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, you who kill the prophets and stone those sent to you, how often I have longed to gather your children together, as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings, but you were not willing."

More than ever before, I am beginning to understand how Jesus felt as he wept over Israel. His tears were for what would not be ... If only Israel had accepted the Truth. (I feel much the same way about my country.) If only Israel had repented and turned the One True God, Jesus Christ. If only Israel had been willing...

The first Charter of Virginia (King James I, April 10, 1606)

Lastly and chiefly the way to prosper and achieve good success is to make yourselves all of one mind for the good of your country and your own, and to serve and fear God the Giver of all Goodness, for every plantation which our Heavenly Father hath not planted shall be rooted out.

The Mayflower Compact

Having undertaken, for the glory of God, and advancement of the Christian faith, and honor of our King and Country, a voyage to plant the first colony in the northern parts of Virginia, do by these presents solemnly and mutually, in the presence of God, and one of another, covenant and combine ourselves together…”

Samuel Adams, “Let divines and philosophers, statesmen and patriots, unite their endeavors to renovate the age by impressing the minds of men with the importance of educating their little boys and girls, inculcating in the minds of youth the fear and love of the Deity… and leading them in the study and practice of the exalted virtues of the Christian system.” [October 4, 1790]

Benjamin Franklin: | Portrait of Ben Franklin “ God governs in the affairs of man. And if a sparrow cannot fall to the ground without his notice, is it probable that an empire can rise without His aid? We have been assured in the Sacred Writings that except the Lord build the house, they labor in vain that build it. I firmly believe this. I also believe that, without His concurring aid, we shall succeed in this political building no better than the builders of Babel” –Constitutional Convention of 1787 | original manuscript of this speech (Note: And Ben Franklin was not a "religious" man!)

These are but a few examples of our nation as it has been ... as it could be again...

Oh, that we would return to Jesus, even at this late hour, and ask for His mercy. That we would repent for untold millions murdered each year in the name of convenience. That we would turn from the false gods of money and possessions. That we would teach Truth to our children. That we, the church, would repent for not obeying the greatest commandments or fulfilling the great commission. The future of nation depends not on which political party is in power; nor does it depend on what happens on Wall Street. America’s future hinges on what happens in the hearts of her people.

Happily Ever After...

2008-10-20T11:19:00.007-06:00

As I read to the kids from the Bible this morning, I came across something interesting. We read about Moses, who was wearing a veil. (A little concerning to Sam, considering we read about men wearing gold earrings just the day before.) I told him there was a reasonable explanation. Moses was wearing a veil because the Israelites were more than a little freaked out at how shiny his face was after He'd spent 40 days on Mt. Sinai in the presence of God Himself! Exodus 34.33-34 tells us, "When Moses finished speaking to them (Israelites), he put a veil over his face. But whenever he entered the LORD's presence to speak with him, he removed the veil until he came out." Without the veil, Moses was vulnerable, open, willing, humble before God; and God was accepting and loving, inviting Moses to a deeper relationship.

Like many women, the only time I've worn a veil was on my wedding day. In keeping with tradition, my father lifted the veil at just the right time in the wedding ceremony. That moment signified the beginning of a much deeper relationship, a profound union, an increasing intimacy. I believe the same thing happened when the veil in the Temple was torn at the moment of Jesus' death. (Matt. 27.51) At that moment our Heavenly Father "lifted" the veil that separated us from our beloved Groom, Jesus, allowing a profound union between God and man.

Whether Old or New Testament, Scripture reveals a God who not only calls us into a deep, abiding relationship with Him, but also provides a way for us to have that relationship. His name is Jesus.

Choose this day...

2008-10-12T21:33:00.007-06:00

In The Family Man, Tea Leoni plays a character named Kate. Kate is beautiful, smart, and funny; but what I find most appealing is her commitment to her husband. (In all fairness, Nicholas Cage plays her husband ... so it's probably not that hard.) In one of my favorite scenes, Kate expresses her loyalty to Jack (Nick's character) in a way that somehow sounds familiar to this Army wife. "I choose you", she says, "and that's more important than our address." I choose you. Hmmm...

Russ & I live in The Great State of Texas. Only, it doesn't always seem so great to us. Having moved here from a very green and very metropolitan city in Northern Virginia, the adjustment to living in such sandy isolation has been a difficult one for us. As of late I find myself thinking on Kate's words ... in regard to my husband but ultimately in regard to the Lord. Despite the words "Department of United States Army" on the heading of our orders, we know that God Himself brought us here to El Paso. (I don't claim to understand all the why's for this PCS, but I'm thankful that "Permanent" usually only means 2-3 years.) I choose Him...no matter where I lay my head at night. He is my One constant in life. And while we're on the subject, I'm even more thankful that God has chosen me.

Truth ...

2008-10-06T22:47:00.003-06:00

"I am the way, the TRUTH and the life..." John 14.6

Truth. What is it? Is there absolute truth? Only one truth? What is it? Or more accurately... Who is it? I believe Jesus is the only real Truth.

My husband is amazing. He often says things that intrigue me ... that make me think ... hard. He simply commented the other day on the fact that we think the laws of nature are true. Undeniably. Absolutely. Physics, mathematics, nature itself. Are they? In reality, we must look beyond these phenomena to find the Truth. Jesus, the man, walked upon the water.[a] He didn't sink because He not only wrote the laws of physics but also determines the operation of those laws. And He can change them any time He wants. HE is Truth. God created math (much to my daughter's dismay) but is not restrained by it. HE is Truth. With God, 5 + 2 can equal 7 or >5000.[b] By the way, I have examples of this kind of thing using my own family's budget. Quite a few of them, too. In our world, animals don't actually talk, but HE is Truth. 2 Peter 2.13 refers to a donkey in the Old Testament speaking with a human voice. (Of course, we political junkies see that almost daily, so it may not seem quite as big a deal as it did then.) The laws that govern the universe simply do not - CANNOT - govern the Creator of those laws!

So for my friends awaiting the doctor's report, for our nation at an economic, moral, and political precipice, for our own children as they head into an increasingly anti-Christian world, my prayer is that we will know Truth. Because circumstances aren't always what they seem, and knowing Truth makes all the difference.

a. Matt. 14

b. Mark 6

Look-alikes...

2008-10-03T10:30:00.002-06:00

Our three children do not look exactly alike, although they were all conceived by the same parents. Russ and I see the diversity within our own family as a great asset. Although we expected that our children would resemble us, we in no way had any expectation that they would be carbon copies of each other. We continue to see the differences in personalities, talents, interests, and passions in a positive light. How strange (ineffective or dysfunctional, at least) our family would be if all the children were the same! The fact that we birthed these children is the qualifier, not their physical features.

My question: Why do we expect all churches to look exactly alike? The Church universal is still the Church, even though it is made up of various bodies. Those bodies may sing different songs, wear different clothes, meet at different times, but as long as they are birthed by the same Father (God) and remain connected to the Head (Jesus), aren't they still the Church? Would we be so arrogant as to judge fellow brothers and sisters as illegitimate simply because they don't look like us?

All that matters...

2008-09-25T09:14:00.006-06:00

When I was a kid, our family moved. A lot. My dad worked for a road construction company, which meant relocating to new jobs almost yearly. This became our modus operandi: every summer, we'd pack up everything we owned and head off to a new town. Sometimes we'd like our "new town"; sometimes, not so much. I won't mention any names. By the time I was in 10th grade, we had moved 17 times, which explains why I said I'd NEVER marry anyone who made me move around! (Have you ever heard the saying: "never say never"?) Through all the hopeful hellos and the sad goodbyes, we were together, and that was what mattered most. The transient lifestyle created a wealth of family memories and more than a few inside jokes. I still talk to my parents at least every week, and my brother and I call each other often. (He especially likes to call ME when HE is at some beach basking in the sun without a care in the world.)

Flash forward a few years, and you'll find not much has changed. I married an Army officer, and you guessed it ... we're still on the move. Only the acronyms have changed. (Now we call it PCS-ing, although there is nothing permanent about it.) As we look forward to our next PCS, I find myself getting excited about the possibility of going back to Northern Virginia. We were assigned there previously, and we fell in love with the area, the people, the culture, and a church called Image. As we continue praying that God will take us back there next summer, I sense Him reminding me of the early days of my life. I sense Him calling me to focus on Him rather than my location - either present or future. We are family, Jesus and I, and we are together. That is all that matters.

Into the World...

2008-09-11T09:33:00.005-06:00

John 17. 14 (Jesus says) "I have given them your word and the world has hated them, for they are not of the world any more than I am of the world. 15My prayer is not that you take them out of the world but that you protect them from the evil one. 16They are not of the world, even as I am not of it. 17Sanctify them by the truth; your word is truth. 18As you sent me into the world, I have sent them into the world."

Seven years ago, we struggled with making a decision. Russ and I discussed our options over and over; we talked to friends, we consulted our parents, and we prayed that the Lord would tell us what to do. The question: should we homeschool Sophia for kindergarten? Our answer came through the passage above, in which Jesus prays for his disciples. Jesus was soon to return to heaven, leaving his disciples to carry on the work He had begun. I found what He did not pray for as compelling as what He did pray for his spiritual children. He did not pray that they would ascend into heaven with Him ... yet. He did not pray that they would be removed from the public arena in an effort to shield them from the inevitable hurts, questions, insults. He simply prayed that they would be protected from the evil one while they were in the place He called them to be, i.e. the world. He stated He had given them Truth and asked that God, using that Truth, would set them apart for a sacred purpose. Then Jesus sent them out. As I read those words during my quiet time in early August, 2001, I sensed I should do the same thing. We had given Sophia as much Truth as a little five-year-old could take in, trusting God would both protect and use her. Looking back, this was so much easier to do in 2001 than it has been in 2008.

Although we have homeschooled our children off and on during the years, this year Sophia is attending 7th grade at a public middle school. When I picked her up yesterday we had an interesting conversation. The subject was homosexuality. A girl in her class casually mentioned that her older sister was homosexual. Sophia told her that she believes homosexuality is wrong. Interestingly, both girls had just come from a classroom session that dealt with handling disagreements appropriately. Sophie simply read from the little half-sheet she'd been handed, "I understand how you feel, but I disagree." It did not get ugly. I told Sophia I was very proud of how she had handled the situation, and we discussed why we, as Christians, believe homosexuality is wrong.

Like Jesus, it is not our plan to remove our children from culture ... but rather to train them to live out their faith in the culture. And they are learning as we send them, step by step, into the world.

All Those Questions...

2008-09-09T16:44:00.004-06:00

Sam's favorite question these days is "why?". He asks it at least a hundred times a day ... or so it seems to his tired mom. Why do I need to do this? Why does it work this way? Why do you want me to do that? He's not being rebellious; he's just growing up. "Because I said so", just doesn't cut it anymore; he needs a more substantial answer.

Paul says when he became a man he put childish ways behind him. (1 Cor. 13.11) Now in NO way is Sam a man! He's still a grimy little boy who sometimes runs around the house dressed as Spiderman. BUT, even at the age of 9, he's putting childish ways behind him. He's beginning to question the establishment, as it were, in an effort to get answers and to form his own convictions. He needs valid reasons, solid explanations, rational grounds ... and so do I. As I grow in my faith in Christ, I am finding that I ask more and more questions. Sometimes ... even the dreaded "why?". Like Sam, I am no longer satisfied with some canned answer I heard someone give years ago. As I mature, I find that I have to think a bit more ... get into the Word a bit more ... pray a bit more ... obey a bit more in order to find those answers. An example in my own life is the question of predestination. I began seriously considering this matter ... over a year ago. I've studied it, although not as in depth as I would like to. I've meditated on it, prayed for understanding, and come to a conclusion. I'll save that for another blog; the point I'm trying to make is that we should always seek to find answers ... even hard ones... because learning is growing.

Lessons from Esther...

2008-09-05T12:21:00.004-06:00

This morning I read to the kids from the Old Testament book of Esther. The title character is a young Jewish girl whom God uses to influence a king and save a people. While Esther’s story is certainly complex, one particular part of it really spoke to me, as if God Himself had highlighted it in fluorescent yellow! (I am consistently amazed at the lessons I learn from the Children’s Bible!)

In preparation for meeting the King of Persia (who ruled while many Jews were still living as captives in Babylon), Esther was given a year of beauty treatments. A year. A year of having massages, special ointments, perfumes and cosmetics. OK, before you begin to feel jealous, thinking Esther had been pampered quite enough … let’s investigate the real beauty secret.

Esther Chapter 2.12-13 states “…she was given the prescribed twelve months of beauty treatments – six months of oil of myrrh, followed by six months with special perfumes and ointments.” Any bride-to-be would relish a full year at the spa, but Esther’s beauty treatment involved so much more than she could have imagined.

As you may know, myrrh was used as burial spice as noted in John 19.39, when Nicodemus brought myrrh to anoint Jesus’ body following His sacrificial death on the cross. Death. Myrrh (which means “bitter” in Arabic) was also used for medicinal purposes, to promote healing because of its antiseptic qualities. Healing.

Through Esther, the Lord is showing me that death and healing go hand in hand and are meant to beautify His people. Having experienced the death of both her parents, Esther had known great pain long before she was placed in a position of great influence. Two friends of ours have suffered similar pain just recently. Each has lost a sibling unexpectedly. I cannot imagine the difficulty of such a loss. But after the death comes the healing … and after healing, beauty. Both our friends know and walk with Christ, so the healing oil may not sting quite as much. Nevertheless, it still stings. I don’t profess to understand what beauty may come from this sorrow, but I trust in a Savior who never wastes a hurt. If the Jesus I am called to imitate did not exempt Himself from the most painful of experiences … separation from God … but rather let God use it to bring about unimaginable healing and beauty to the masses, then I must follow suit. I must allow God to use not only the most pleasant parts but also the most painful parts of my life to minister to others.

SPOILER: Esther 2.17-18 “…the king loved her (Esther) more than any of the other young women. He was so delighted with her that he set the royal crown on her head and declared her queen… To celebrate the occasion, he gave a banquet in her honor for all his princes and servants, giving generous gifts to everyone and declaring a public festival for the provinces.”

Plenty...

2008-09-01T09:31:00.003-06:00

In Luke 23.35, Jesus asks his disciples a question. “When I sent you out to preach the Good News and you did not have money, a traveler’s bag or extra clothing, did you lack anything?”

In this particular passage of Scripture, Jesus is about to hand over His earthly ministry to those He has trained and equipped. As Jesus sends the disciples out on the mission of their lives, He reminds them that it isn’t the first time. In Luke 9, Jesus sent them out to preach the Kingdom of God and to heal the sick. A dress rehearsal, you might say ... although it would be anything but a "dry run". While He gave them power and authority, he did not give them much in the way of material possessions. (And apparently, they didn’t NEED much!) Jesus told Peter, James, John and the others not to “take a bag, or food or money … not even an extra coat.” The result: they came back rejoicing over what God had done through them! So, what does this have to do with us? Plenty.

In Luke 23.37, Jesus says, “But now, take your money, and your traveler’s bag. And if you don’t have a sword, sell your clothes and buy one!” Although these words were spoken to eleven men over 2000 years ago, they are also meant for us Christians in the 21^st century! I am encouraged to know that Jesus is not sending us out into the world empty-handed. Just like the early disciples, Jesus gives us authority to preach His Kingdom. Furthermore, He gives us His very Spirit to live inside each of us who answer His call! His mission will be accomplished, and we will lack nothing!

As Russ & I look to a future that may not include wearing a uniform, this is tremendously encouraging. If the early disciples – who basically had nothing materially speaking – can make Jesus known to the world around them, so can we. We, who have the Spirit of God living in us, we who have relationships with people outside our hometowns, we who have money, clothing, extra clothing, clothing we no longer fit in, clothing we don’t particularly like anymore, and … don’t even get me started on how much food we have! We who have the Sword of the Spirit (the Word of God) in our hearts, in multiple Bibles, on our radios, on our laptops and cell phones ... we can preach the Good News and bring healing to millions! All we have to do is go…

Next time...

2008-08-29T13:43:00.003-06:00

Last night Sam and Annabelle got into an argument, and Sam said some things he wishes he hadn’t. As we talked about what had happened, his assessment of the situation was very insightful. Basically, he said that in his short life, he’s noticed a trend. He said he’s “done it all” … lied, said mean things, made bad choices. And he says he always gets the same advice … “ask for forgiveness, try to do better, and move on with your life”. “The problem is,” he says, “that I want to do the right thing. But I just can’t do better next time”. That’s a profound statement coming from a nine-year-old boy who can’t pick up his own socks.

The Apostle Paul conveys the same perspective to the church … to me. In Philippians 2.13 he writes, “For it is GOD who is working in you [enabling you] both to WILL and to ACT for His good purpose.” It is only through the work of Christ in us, changing us, renewing us, empowering us … that we’ll EVER do better next time.

Lessons from the South Rim...

2008-08-28T18:43:00.005-06:00

A couple of weeks ago Russ, the kids, and I headed out on a great adventure … otherwise known as the summer vacation. It was FANTASTIC! We crammed more into this trip than we ever thought possible … the beach, LegoLand, SeaWorld, Sophia’s 12^th birthday, California Adventures, time with Russ’ family in Los Angeles, Petrified Forest, Painted Desert, and my personal favorite, the Grand Canyon!

As I reflect, my mind goes back to the first time I saw the Canyon. Russ and I were driving cross-country from Georgia to California to see his family. I was about two months pregnant with Sophia and slept almost the entire time, occasionally waking up long enough to eat yet another order of Burger King fries. Hey, when you have morning sickness, you go with whatever stays down!. Keep in mind, Russ had been going on and on about how colossal the Canyon is … how incredible it is …. how breathtaking the view would be … for about 1500 miles. Personally, I was more impressed with the poncho liner that had kept me warm for all those miles than with his over-the-top descriptions of the Canyon. I had already seen pictures of the giant hole in the ground. I was sure it would be pretty, but come on. It had snowed the night before we drove up to the Canyon from Flagstaff, so the drive was treacherous as it was beautiful. When we finally arrived, the clouds parted, the sun shining on that giant hole, and I saw it for what it really is … amazing … indescribable … awe-inspiring. Russ was right! I could have never imagined its majesty, its enormity, its beauty.

Twelve years later, we stand on the jagged edge of the Southern Rim. All five of us, only inches away from unbelievable beauty and possible peril. One wrong step along parts of the trail and … buh bye … we’ll see you on the other side. When your children are 12, 9, and 6, that’s a little unnerving. There was one particular spot on that trail where the edge was crumbling into … nothingness. We gave the kids a verbal warning … or twenty … and held their hands as we trekked along the well-worn trail. In the end, we all made it to our destination, but it was still scary!

When we had completely exhausted our time at the Canyon… and ourselves… we headed back to the car. As we drove away, Russ made a couple of observations that I immediately understood to be true. God is bigger, more beautiful, more grand than we can possibly fathom apart from seeing Him face to face. While we’re on this journey called life, Scripture continues to describe to us this God we cannot yet fully understand. We will be amazed at the sight of Him!! He is also scary… powerful enough to frighten, even destroy, His worst enemy. We often do injustice to God by portraying His character as one dimensional … only as loving and beautiful when, in fact, He is also a warrior! And warriors are dangerous.

I’m so glad I got a glimpse.

Calculated Risk...

2008-08-21T08:41:00.002-06:00

In Luke 19, Jesus tells a story about the kingdom of God. In the story there is a “nobleman who is called away to a distant empire to be crowned king and then return.” Before he leaves, he gives silver to ten servants to invest for him while he is gone. When he returns, the servants have to give an account of their earnings. The first couple of servants, whose investments have increased, are praised for being trustworthy and given more responsibility. The third, not so much. In his own defense, this servant says, “I hid it and kept it safe because I know you are a hard man…” The nobleman is NOT pleased, which brings me to Jesus.

I believe that Jesus is speaking of Himself as the nobleman. And I believe we who follow Him are in the role of the servants. He has given each of us riches. For some that may indeed mean literal wealth. For some it is incredible knowledge of the Word (this is meant for all of us!). For others it may be the ability to do this or that. But whatever the “silver” may be for you, one thing remains constant. Jesus expects us to take risks!

As you may know, I am a fan of all things Apple, and think this short excerpt serves as a modern day example of the kind of risk I’m talking about.

Steve Jobs & Risk Taking

The “Apple I” prototype was designed in Jobs’ bedroom and put it together in his garage, Jobs went on to show the machine to various electronic retailers locally and one ordered 25, he gathered advice from an ex CEO of Intel as to how to market the product. To start their company they had to sell their most valuable possessions, Jobs sold his VW Micro Bus and Wozniak sold his HP Scientific Calculator which raised $1,300 as capital, to add to this they went to local retailers with their idea and basically begged for credit to set up their first production line, Wozniak was encouraged to quit his job at HP by Jobs which he did, he then became the vice president, in charge of research and development of Jobs’ new company, Apple.

They both took risks by selling off their most prized possessions to start this company, but they were calculated risks as an order had already been placed for 25 of the computers from a local store, so this identifies Jobs as a calculated risk taker, something that he displayed though out the years. He risks criticism and failure by making gutsy decisions to take his companies in the direction he wants.

Calculated risk takers. I believe that is what Jesus calls us to be! If we truly trust in the Jesus Scripture describes, the Jesus who is the Almighty God of the Universe, the Jesus we have come to know along our journeys, we know we can afford some risk! Now, there is a difference between a gamble and a calculated risk. A gamble implies leaving the outcome to pure chance. But because of the Truth of Scripture and the character of God, no risk we take is just a roll of the die. Pure chance is not part of the equation. (As you read above, Jobs wasn’t taking a gamble but rather a “calculated risk” based on a tangible, albeit small, order.) For those of us who follow Christ, we can calculate that He who calls us is faithful.[1] We can consider that He is reliable and loving.[2] We can be certain that He rewards those who seek after Him.[3]

In the story in Luke, the third servant claims he knows the nobleman to be a “hard man”. That is why he doesn’t take any risk with the money. I submit that if he had really known the power and intent of his future king, he would’ve been willing to risk everything!

[1] Deut. 7.9, Ps. 86.15, 1 Corinthians 1.9

[2] 1 John 4.16

[3] Hebrews 11.6

POD ... Thursday

2008-08-15T12:14:00.004-06:00

What an INCREDIBLE day at California Adventures ...

We celebrated Sophia's 12th birthday until the park closed ... then on to In & Out Burger for a late dinner.

POD ... Wednesday

2008-08-15T12:10:00.003-06:00

We had a GREAT time at the beach in San Clemente! Could hardly get the kids out of the water... including the big one!

Picture of the Day ... Tuesday

2008-08-13T10:15:00.002-06:00

It took over 308,000 Legos to build the Capitol building! We had a great time at LegoLand! For more pics, my friends can go to my Facebook page.

Picture of the Day ... Monday

2008-08-11T21:28:00.003-06:00

Sam touches a stingray at Sea World ... the little hand next to him is, of course, Annabelle. We drove to San Diego this morning and spent the entire day trying to get wet at Sea World! We watched all sorts of cool shows ... whales and dolphins ... but the sea lions stole our hearts. Tomorrow ... LegoLand!!!

Picture of the day... Sunday

2008-08-10T20:46:00.003-06:00

Today we made it to San Clemente, CA, today! Russ' friend, Chet, is letting us stay at their beautiful beach house ... only a short walk from the Pacific. Tonight the kids swam in the pool while Russ & I relaxed after today's 500 mile journey. Tomorrow it's Sea World!!

Picture of the Day... Saturday

2008-08-09T21:45:00.003-06:00

We were at the Grand Canyon today. What a beautiful sight! I've decided to try to post a picture of the day while we're on vacation. Hopefully, I can keep up!

I'm outta here...

2008-08-07T16:38:00.002-06:00

Hope you'll forgive me for not blogging this week ... had a wonderful visit from my parents, volunteered in the kitchen for the post-wide VBS that serves over 500 kids, went to Tuesday night Bible study, enjoyed a friend's birthday dinner, did endless loads of laundry and packed myself and three kiddos for vacation. We'll heading out tomorrow morning on what is slated to be the Best Family Vacation ever!!!! Grand Canyon, California beach, Legoland, SeaWorld, Disneyland, celebrating Sophia's 12th birthday all along the way! I'll get back to blogging after the 16th.

Just in case you're wondering, Russ packs his own suitcase!

Let Freedom Ring...

2008-08-01T14:53:00.006-06:00

Most United States citizens celebrate Independence Day on July 4^th, but three Americans celebrated it a couple of days early this year. Marc Gonsalves, Thomas Howes and Keith Stansell, who had been held hostage by the Revolutionary Armed Forces of Colombia (FARC) since February, 2003, were rescued on July 2, 2008.

CNN aired the first interview with the former hostages, and I was quickly drawn in. As each man recounted specific details of his experience in captivity, I found myself relating more and more on a personal level. In some way they were not only telling their stories, but my own. In fact, I dare say they were telling the story of all of us. While we may not identify with being imprisoned in a literal sense, we can certainly recognize that we’ve been held hostage. Some of us still are. The captor is called sin, and Satan is in charge of security.

At times there was no verbal communication to the point that the men actually lost their ability to speak in anything more than a whisper; at other times all visual contact was lost in this “black hole” of isolation. Isn’t this what sin does to us? We feel guilty, so we isolate ourselves in an attempt to hide the truth. Soon the truth is silenced altogether.

They spoke of being tied to trees and of sleeping in boxes. Immobility. We find ourselves so wrapped up in a certain sinful behavior or thought pattern that we cannot break free … emotionally … physically. We need a rescuer!

Keith Stansell had this to say, “Imagine this… marching through the jungle - 15 feet of chain weighing 10 pounds wrapped around your neck and secured with a big heavy lock. You’ve got a guy three feet behind you holding the chain using a dog leash and pointing a rifle at your back … and you’ve marched like that for years.” What is that 10 pounds of chain for us … that sin that just gets heavier with each step? How long will we allow it to weigh us down, as the Subjugator keeps us from moving forward in a relationship with Christ by controlling our every step.

There was one other thing that intrigued me in particular about this story. It was the way that Keith Stansell described his captors. In veiled attempts to garner sympathy from their prisoners, they would state they were only “following orders”. While they tried to present themselves as “good guys”, their cruel actions always betrayed them. They simply were not to be trusted. Because the captors knew they had no real (political) power, they chose to use any means available to wreak as much havoc as possible toward their hostages. If that doesn’t sound like Satan, I don’t know what does! The one who disguises himself as an angel of light is anything but! Although he has no lasting power … Christ has seen to that… he will use what he does have … lies, guilt, isolation, misrepresentation, fear, to do what he can.

Again and again I saw spiritual parallels. So many, in fact, that I’ve been sorting through them in my mind since the actual interview almost a month ago. I hope you won’t lose heart … because there is a happy ending. The men in this story were rescued! And so was I! Christ’s atoning work on the cross paved the way for victory over sin once and for all.

One final thought: according to Gonsalves, his rescue was bittersweet. As I listened, he certainly sounded joyful over his newfound freedom; however, his heart seemed to ache for other hostages to know the freedom he now enjoys. So, he has taken it upon himself to put out a message to the world: “others are still imprisoned in the jungles of Colombia”. I know how he feels. Any joy I experience because of my own relationship with Christ is tempered by the sobering fact that so many are still held captive. My message is to the church, but the sentiments are the same. If we truly understand what it means to have been rescued from the grip of sin and death … if we have been liberated from guilt, isolation, immobility … we must help someone else to experience that same freedom.

To see the actual video, click on the link below. (You can scroll half-way down the page to click on the portion of the interview I found most meaningful. The title is "Exclusive: Held Captive by the FARC".)

http://www.cnn.com/2008/WORLD/americas/07/10/farc.americans/index.html#cnnSTCVideo

Learning to Feed Yourself ...

2008-07-31T21:25:00.005-06:00

The Apostle Paul once said, "When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me." 1 Corinthians 13.11

Over the past couple of months, Russ & I have been watching the hummingbird in the video. She first caught our attention as she built her nest ... atop one of the paper lanterns that are strung along our back patio. The next thing we knew, two tiny eggs had hatched, and two tiny mouths anxiously waited to be fed. Daily. And Mama Hummingbird seemed to gladly oblige. For a time. Did you notice that Mama was feeding only one baby in the video? That's because just this morning, the other baby decided the time was right ... to leave the nest ... and to feed himself.

How about us? Have we made a similar decision? In a reality where the Scriptures are our daily bread, have we come to the point in our Christian lives where we are able and willing to feed ourselves? Or do we just sit there ... in the pew or on the sofa ... waiting for someone else to fill us up with God's Word? Like Paul, we must also grow up ... emotionally, physically and spiritually. I wonder if that little hummingbird somehow instinctively knew he was created to mature and one day leave behind the comfort of the nest for the life of adventure.

Lessons from the Titanic...

2008-07-28T08:24:00.005-06:00

“The Kingdom of God … is like yeast used by a woman making bread. Even though she used a large amount of flour, the yeast permeated every part of the dough.” Luke 13.20-21

The Titanic. Stories have been told about this legendary seafaring vessel. Books have been written to chronicle the events associated with her ill-fated maiden voyage. The 1997 blockbuster, “Titanic”, won 11 Oscars and went on to become the highest-grossing film of all time. One film critic states, “You don’t just watch Titanic; you experience it.” While some of us may relate to characters in the film, I tend to think we more closely identify with the ship itself. Let me explain.

The Titanic was touted as “unsinkable”, primarily because of its unique design. The hull was subdivided into sixteen watertight compartments, each of which could be isolated from the adjoining compartment to maintain the integrity of the ship in the case of an emergency. If one part of the ship started taking on water, special doors would be locked into place so that the leak would be contained. In reality, the design was tragically flawed. On April 14, 1912, with little warning, the Titanic hit an iceberg. Within 10 minutes of the collision, five forward compartments were flooded to a depth of 14 feet. The water knew no boundaries. Within 25 minutes after the collision, it became apparent that the “unsinkable” was, in fact, very sinkable.

How do we relate to this luxury ocean liner? Far too often, we attempt to compartmentalize our lives. We segment our lives into categories: work, family, personal, spiritual, in a vain attempt to isolate one part from another. (i.e., "I don't have to act like Christ because I'm at work, not church!) Like water spilling over and under and around the doors on the Titanic until the entire ship fills, like yeast spreading throughout the whole loaf of bread until every part of the dough rises, Christ should permeate our entire being … our work life, our family life, our personal life, our spiritual life ... until we are completely saturated with His Spirit. (He does this to make us "rise", not sink, by the way!) God desires to rule in every aspect of our being. We cannot afford to compartmentalize our lives, picking and choosing which facets we will avail to the Savior. We are not meant to parcel out our lives. God doesn’t want a “share”, even His “share” … He wants all of us!

It's All Perspective...

2008-07-23T18:28:00.003-06:00

Conversation around our dinner table is usually entertaining, and tonight is no exception.

Sam felt the need to share with us that, according to the Guinness World Book of Records, the longest burp clocked in at 38 seconds. Sophia followed up with the World Record for longest kiss ... 42 and a half hours ... to which Sam replied, "GROSS!!!" It's all perspective.

Requirements and Rewards...

2008-07-22T15:13:00.002-06:00

“Much is required from those to whom much has been given; and much more is required from those to whom much more has been given.” (Luke 13.48b NLT)

When our children were very small, Russ & I didn’t expect them to do many household chores. Sophia would bring her plate to the kitchen counter after lunch; Sam would pick up his matchbox cars from the living room floor. On a good day, Annabelle would hand me the clean spoons from the dishwasher so that I could put them away. Since they were just toddlers, they often received little more than a hug, a kiss or a ‘Nilla wafer for their trouble.

However, now that the kids are the ripe ol’ ages of 12, 9 and 6 ½ (Annabelle insists that I add the “half”!), the days of easy living are well behind them! Their chore charts include folding and putting away their own laundry, taking out the trash, and cleaning their respective bathrooms. But that isn’t all. We also expect the children to speak kindly to each other, to work hard in school, to help each other, to watch over younger ones at the playground, to be responsible with library books and eye glasses. The incrementally increasing requirements denote their incrementally increasing maturity. (There is no end in sight for either.) After all, we are training them not just to be good children but to be godly adults. And aaahhh… the rewards for their hard work have also increased! A pat on the head or a cookie just doesn’t cut it anymore! A trip to the movies or Chic-Fil-A, a new Barbie or Lego sets … these are the prizes of 2008!

As I reflect on this progression, I begin to see the same is true for me in a spiritual sense. When I was a “baby” Christian, the Lord was very patient with me. His “requirements” did not overwhelm me. I knew He longed to speak to me through His Word, so I gladly spent time reading my Bible. From spending time in the Word, I learned all sorts of prerequisites for continued spiritual growth … prayer, tithing, giving, sharing my story with others, and making disciples. None of these disciplines brought about my salvation, mind you; rather, they resulted from it. (Seems my Heavenly Father is no more satisfied with my remaining a spiritual toddler than I would be for my physical children to do the same!) As you may imagine, the reward for such labors … ever-increasing maturity.

Now, some 17 years into my journey with Christ, I find that there are not fewer requirements … but more. Always more. Jesus wants ALL of me. The more I give to Him by way of embracing those requirements, the more He gives to me in love, knowledge, and skill to do what He requires. Consequently, as He gives more love, knowledge and skill, He requires more of me. More of my obedience, more of my time, more of my thought and energy. Like an outwardly spiraling circle slowly encompassing every aspect of my life, requirement brings reward, which brings more requirement, which brings more reward. And sometimes, He throws in a chicken sandwich just for fun.

Understanding...

2008-07-18T09:20:00.006-06:00

Russ & I attend a Bible study on Thursday nights. Right now we’re working our way through the book of Ecclesiastes. Despite Solomon’s great wisdom and understanding, he often communicates tremendous frustration. While no one would ever confuse me with Solomon when it comes to wisdom, understanding brings a certain amount of frustration to my life as well.

Someone in the group spoke of a man who said of his 50+ year walk with the Lord: “The hardest thing is continuing to follow a God I don’t understand”. I see his point. Who can fully comprehend the Almighty … the Alpha & Omega … the Creator and Sustainer of all things seen and unseen? Not me! Job 36.26 says it best, “How great is God … beyond our understanding!” Even so, the brunt of my struggle is in obediently following the God I do understand.

I understand that I was spiritually dead until Christ brought me to life. (Rom. 8.10) I understand I must speak out of love … always. (Eph. 4.15) I understand that I must make disciples, teaching others to follow Him. (Matt 28.19-20) I understand that I am to spend time daily in His Word. (Matt. 4.4, Luke 11.3) I understand that I am to pour out my heart in prayer to a listening God. (Phil. 4.6) I understand that I am to trust God for every need in my life. (Matt 6.33) I understand that I am to share Christ not keeping Him all to myself. (2 Corin. 5.20) I understand I am to train my children in the ways of the Lord. (Deut. 4.9) I understand that I am to give money to support those who have pledged their lives to full-time ministry. (1 Corin. 9.13) I understand I am to know the Scriptures. (Ps. 119.11) I understand that I am to be holy because He is holy. (1 Peter 1.15) I understand Jesus is the only Way to be reconciled to this Holy God, and I am to put the word out! (2 Corin. 5.18-19) I understand being a good person does not get me to heaven, but that I was created to do good works. (Eph. 2.8-10) I understand I am to love God with my whole being. I understand that I am to love people. (Mark 12.30-31) Thankfully, I also understand that Christ not only requires my obedience ... He also enables it. (Phil. 4.13)

Using the Skimmer

2008-07-15T10:35:00.003-06:00

"If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and cleanse us from all unrighteousness." 1 John 1.9 (NIV)

This summer I’ve been having my daily quiet time (devotion) on the back patio. When I’ve finished my coffee and Bible reading, I usually skim the pool as I pray. Now, that may sound irreverent to some, but today the Lord used skimming to show me a profound truth.

Despite the heat, all the plants in our backyard are in full bloom this time of year. Because of the strong West Texas winds, flowers and leaves from the beautiful flora make daily flights … straight into the pool. Occasionally, the fauna make the trek as well! As I skimmed the pool this morning, removing debris floating atop the water, a spiritual parallel came to mind.

In a scenario in which the pool represents my spiritual life, perhaps the “debris” floating atop the water represents sin. Sin that is easily identifiable. Sin I need to confess daily. Sin that was seemingly attractive at some point but has no more place in my life than flowers have in the swimming pool. Just as the pool is defiled by flowers, leaves and bits of bark, my life is defiled by sin. If left unaddressed, the unwanted items slowly make their way to the bottom of the pool. This makes the task of removing them much more difficult. Not impossible, but much harder. And each time we jump into the water, this “trash” is stirred up again, making our swimming experience so much less enjoyable. Do you see the parallel? Over time, my own unconfessed sin settles deep within my spirit. It does not go away, nor is it hidden from God. And Satan uses it to make the waters of my spiritual life murky.

Application: Confess sin at the moment it becomes apparent, visible, evident. God has a big skimmer.

Choices...

2008-07-10T23:53:00.003-06:00

“…My power is strongest when you are weak…” 1 Corinthians 12.9

A boy. A convict. A liar. A prostitute. A soldier. A king. A fisherman. A murderer. A loner. A widow. A farmer. A doctor. An accountant. A carpenter. A business woman. A taxman. A young man. An old man. A tall man. A short man. The people God chooses to accomplish His purpose often surprise me. After all, He is God. Surely, He could do better than these. Better than … me.

Our society chooses the strongest, the brightest, the wealthiest, the most beautiful, the best of the best.

The same people are always selected, whether in the schoolyard or the workplace, the big screen or the battlefield. Interestingly, and thankfully, God doesn’t work that way. He chose someone who had never seen a drop of rain to prepare for a global flood.[1] He chose a 90 year-old woman to birth a nation.[2] He chose a convict to feed a people.[3] And when the time came to save all of mankind from eternal damnation, He chose a baby.[4] There are many more examples, both in the Old and New Testaments.

If you know and walk with the Living God, He has chosen you! He has chosen you to participate in what He is doing! What He can accomplish through us has much less to do with our abilities, position, talents or merit, but much more to do with His great power!

[1] Gen 2-7

[2] Gen 21

[3] Gen 41

[4] Luke 2

A Day in the Life...

2008-07-09T14:49:00.003-06:00

Preacher Chris inspired me with his blog ...

My Tuesday:

-Tried to get up before my kids (6:30 am apparently not early enough!)

-Had coffee and quiet time on the back patio

-Treadmill (& shower, just in case you were wondering!)

-Helped Sophia with Language Arts & put on some laundry

-Fed everyone lunch & headed out about 12:30

-Took the minutes for the PWOC Board Meeting on post

-Headed over to see a really good friend

-Settled an argument (or 2 or 3)

-Took my kids to Carl's Jr.

-Headed to Bible Study @ Chapel

-Stopped at Albertson's to pick up milk & bread

-Got home about 9:00

-Stayed up too late working on PP slides for PWOC

TMI!!!!!!

One Degree...

2008-07-08T09:03:00.002-06:00

The other day Sophia had a slight fever. As I checked the thermometer, which read 99.8, she made an interesting comment. As she lay on the living room sofa for the fourth straight hour, she said, “One degree sure makes a difference”. How true.

A couple of days ago, two Jehovah’s Witnesses came to my door. During the short time we chatted, they told me that Jesus is a god, but not The God[1]. Close but no cigar. We often hear that we are all God’s children.[2] Again, off the mark. “It is okay to sleep together if you love each other.”[3] Sadly, I’ve heard that statement by those on both sides of the church door. According to Scripture, each of these viewpoints at least slightly deviates from the Truth. But as anyone who has used a compass knows, being one degree off True North will send you on an entirely different path than the one you intended! With the Scriptures as our map and the Holy Spirit as our compass, we can maintain an accurate bearing. After all, one degree sure makes a difference.

[1] John 1.1

[2] John 1.12

[3] Hebrews 13.4

The Answer is...

2008-07-06T23:29:00.003-06:00

“May the LORD repay you for what you have done. May you be richly rewarded by the LORD, the God of Israel, under whose wings you have come to take refuge.” Ruth 2.12

These words were spoken by a man who has become one of my favorite Old Testament characters, Boaz. If you aren’t familiar with the book of Ruth, you can easily become so. Only four chapters, 85 verses, it is a quick read. But be assured what Ruth lacks in length, it makes up for in depth. Contained within those 85 verses is an unbelievably intricate story of love and redemption, of provision and providence, of faith in action. As the leading man, Boaz is quite impressive. He is a wealthy landowner, respected by his workers. He has seen hard times, which perhaps help us to understand his humility. Others left Judah when the going got tough … not Boaz. He stays in Bethlehem despite a decade of famine. Because he stays we are blessed. And because he prays we are blessed. When he uttered the words referenced above, I doubt he had any idea that the LORD would use him to bring the prophetic blessing to fruition! Boaz simply saw all that Ruth had done for those she loved, and he asked God to reward her. In the end, God uses Boaz himself to answer this prayer for Ruth. Boaz himself becomes the vessel through which the LORD richly rewards Ruth!

As Russ & I continue to pray that the Lord of the harvest will bring workers to Image Church, we hope the same will be true for us. We so much want to be the answer to that prayer!

My question: “What are you praying for, and are YOU willing to be the answer?"

Russ' Promotion

2008-07-03T18:33:00.001-06:00

God of the Details...

2008-07-02T12:40:00.004-06:00

In July, 2007, Russ’ name appeared on the LTC promotion list. We were all excited but realized that it would be July 1, 2008, before he officially pinned on the rank. (Unfortunately, that’s just the way it works in the Army!) With the Big Day finally approaching, Russ & I began to plan the promotion ceremony and the reception to follow. We ordered the customary cake and sandwich trays, and bought the chips and drinks. I also bought all the paper products, including the only size tablecloths available, fretting that they were probably going to be too big. Meanwhile, Russ secured the conference room at his workplace for the ceremony. Although the break room is usually used for receptions, it is a common area and can’t be reserved. Being the planner that he is, Russ would walk by the break room almost daily in the weeks leading up to July 1, to survey the layout. One day he would see an impromptu meeting taking place, another day guys were working on the drink machine … parts scattered around the small space. Furniture, including tables an chairs, would come and go. What would await us on our special day? Some remodeling job? Locusts? Russ took what comfort he could in the one constant … a medium-sized rectangular table we planned to use for our reception. Every time he passed by, it was in the same spot, untouched. Until the morning of the reception, that is. Unbeknownst to us, it had been replaced by a much larger version. And, as it turns out, a much better version. It seems that the tablecloths I had bought some weeks prior fit perfectly on the larger table. The food fit perfectly. The new layout worked well. So all our planning and stressing over what that morning’s break room configuration would bring was needless. God knew ahead of time exactly what was necessary to make this moment enjoyable for all of us … and He took care of it. It seems to us that if He sees to the details of such a momentary part of our lives (and He does!), surely He will take care of those with more lasting significance!

What a great day it turned out to be! The kids, all of whom had been sick for days, were well. BG Terry who had taught Russ as an ROTC cadet at NGCSU officiated the ceremony. Over 65 family, friends and co-workers, including Russ’ parents, watched as the kids peeled off the old rank and put on that black oak leaf … thank goodness for Velcro! In the end, we had done our part, and God had more than taken care of the rest!

Still the Same...

2008-06-28T10:20:00.002-06:00

“Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today and forever.” Hebrews 13.8

In the beginning, the triune God created man. The Spirit moved[1], God spoke[2], and Jesus created[3]. Although all He spoke into being was special, God set apart man alone to enter into a personal relationship with his Creator. God chose Adam, a man, to be loved by Him and to reveal Him to the world. Unfortunately, because of Adam’s disobedience, the relationship went awry. Thankfully, God is Sovereign. In spite of his sin (or perhaps because of it), God has revealed Himself through Adam. In Adam, we see God’s holiness and mercy.

Later, God chose a nation … Israel. Out of the general population, God chose one people group to be loved by Him and to reveal Him to the world. However, Israel often rebelled against God, ultimately rejecting The Son He sent as reconciliation. Again, because God’s intent will be accomplished, He is revealed. Through Israel, we see God’s willingness and power to forgive.

In our day, God has chosen those who follow Jesus … the Church. Comprised of men (and women!) from all nations, God has chosen the Church to be loved by Him and to reveal Him to the world. My question is this: “What will we, the Church, make known about God to the world around us?” Will we show God’s love … a love that is powerful, unconditional, sacrificial, self-less? Will we show that God has provided all we need to walk in fellowship with Him and others? Will we expose sin for what it really produces … death and destruction? Will we make it easy for people to get to God?

The triune God has not changed. Throughout history, He has chosen men to reveal Himself. How amazing is that?

[1] Genesis 1.2

[2] Genesis 1.3

[3] John 1.3

Hearing God...

2008-06-26T13:36:00.003-06:00

“My sheep listen to my voice; I know them and they follow me.” John 10.26 NIV

Last night as I was tucking Sam in, he asked me how I know when God is talking to me. Good question! While I certainly don’t claim to have all the answers, here’s the one that came to mind.

During our 12-month engagement, I lived in North Georgia, while Russ was stationed half-way around the globe in Korea. An entire year went by without us seeing each other face to face! Now keep in mind, this was 1992 … and Al Gore’s internet was still in the developmental stage. No e-mail, no Skype, no IM, no i-chat. The high tech savvy lawyer I worked for at the time was the only person I knew with a “mobile” phone, and it was the size of a brick! So, Russ and I did what couples had done for decades before us … we wrote letters. Lots of letters. There was, however, the occasional phone call … which always made me anxious. Russ was able to call so seldom that I often stressed over whether I would even recognize his voice. As it turned out, my fears were unfounded. Not once did I fail to identify his voice over the crackling phone line. Every time he called, I immediately knew it was Russ. How? Simple. You see, I was a young woman in love … I still am (in love, that is … young, not so much). We had committed to spend the rest of our lives together, so in a sense, I belonged to him. Consequently, I always had Russ on my mind and in my heart. I was either thinking of him or writing to him or telling someone about him. He had become so integrated into my life that I was always looking forward, always expecting, always longing to hear his voice. So I did. I believe my relationship with Jesus is much the same. I have given Him my life, so I belong to Him. I long to hear His voice so desperately that I train my heart to listen well. The more I have come to know Him through His Word, the more time I have spent in prayer, the more I have obeyed Him, the easier it has become to recognize His voice.

Lessons from Joseph...

2008-06-25T13:56:00.003-06:00

The Old Testament character of Joseph is one with which many people are familiar. Those of us who went to Sunday School as children probably remember using every crayon in the box as we colored in Joseph’s special coat. Joseph’s saga has been told on Broadway – by Donny Osmond, no less- and by Hollywood’s best animators. Dolly Parton even wrote about her own “coat of many colors” in a song by the same name. Not surprisingly, I thought I had a good handle on this Biblical character. At least until Russ came home the other day with a very insightful observation.

Joseph’s story is one of jealousy, betrayal, slavery, obedience, injustice, reconciliation, and ultimately redemption, all woven together by Divine providence. As Russ pointed out, Joseph’s story is, in many ways, the story of Jesus.

Joseph was loved by his father, who sent him to unreceptive brothers. So was Jesus. Joseph was rejected by those you would least expect – his own people! So was Jesus. Joseph was falsely accused and imprisoned. So was Jesus. Joseph was ultimately used to redeem not only his family but also foreigners from certain death. So was Jesus. When given the choice between crushing his brothers and forgiving them, he chose to forgive. So did Jesus.

During his lifetime, Joseph was alternately favored and forgotten, hailed and harassed, respected and reproved. Yet because Joseph's faith and consequently, his actions, were based on a loving and sovereign God rather than on any temporary circumstances, he could say to his brothers, "What you meant for evil God used for good to save many" (Gen. 50.20). That sounds like Jesus to me.

(The story of Joseph can be found in Genesis Chapters 37-50.)

We've been Adopted...

2008-06-22T11:25:00.003-06:00

The cutest cat in our neighborhood has adopted our family. On any given day, I can look out the sliding glass door to see her lounging on the cool patio floor. We haven't fed her, although Russ did give her a little water bowl because of this West Texas heat. Even though she lives across the street, she makes herself right at home with us. And we don't mind a bit. She loves on us, we love on her, and she just keeps coming back. I think maybe there's a lesson for the church in that.

What if we, as the church, just love on people? What if we offer unconditional love instead of demands? What if we accept people, not based on their performance, their dress, or their economic status, but rather on the fact that those of us who walk with Jesus have been accepted by a Holy God? What if we are kind to people? What if we simply point people to Christ ... gently? What if we listen when people want to talk instead of telling them what we think they should do before they even have a chance to ask? If we would show this kind of love to people, inside and outside the walls of a building, I think God would be pleased. We would fulfill our calling as Christians, people would experience rebirth, and the church would grow.

Keeping it Real...

2008-06-14T12:09:00.002-06:00

Last night I flipped through the channels, and a movie caught my eye. The scene showed two characters, a policeman and a boy, embroiled in verbal confrontation. As the little boy berated the police officer, he used the infamous “F-word”. I quickly turned the channel, expressing my dismay that a line using that language would be given to a child. To my surprise, my comment sparked quite a lively conversation.

Apparently, this type of language is to be perceived simply as an expression of a reality. As a viewer, I am not to be offended by those who are simply attempting to present authentic characters who tell an authentic story. Reality, it is called. I prefer to call it Relativism.

Encarta World English Dictionary defines Relativism as follows:

“the belief that concepts such as right and wrong, goodness and badness, or truth and falsehood are not absolute but change from culture to culture and situation to situation”

You see, the little boy in the movie is black. He lives in a poor inner city neighborhood. Therefore, this type of language is to be expected. Using the F-word is as much a part of his culture as his disdain for the white police officer. Hollywood is just “keeping it real”. Oh, if only Hollywood were that noble.

I don’t need the college degree I don’t have to see that our culture has, in our day, been more greatly influenced by Hollywood, the music industry, and cable tv than by the church. The unacceptable has been introduced, embraced and now promulgated in a land where tolerance and relativism override absolutes, especially those espoused by a supposedly culturally irrelevant Bible.

My question: “How can the revelation of the Creator of all mankind, the One who instituted culture, the Giver of language itself, be irrelevant?” Thankfully, it’s not. The problem is that our culture is all too quickly discarding the absolute, one ultimate reality that does not depend on anything and is not relative to anything else.

My Dad...

2008-06-12T07:37:00.006-06:00

Yesterday I put my dad's Father's Day gift in the mail. Since he's an avid reader of my blog, I won't tell you what I'm giving him this year! I will tell you about what he's given me...

He's given me countless hours of great conversation. Real conversation about real life. His wisdom and insight far exceed his formal education. He has taught me everything I know about football and NASCAR. He didn't "give me away" when he walked me down the aisle ... rather, he "entrusted" me to my husband. He gave me a good work ethic by his own example. He has always been open to talking about spiritual things. He never let me go to bed without a hug, a kiss on the cheek, and an "I love you." He taught me how to drive a stick. He loves my mom, his wife of 40+ years. He passed on his even temperament to me. He has always supported me. He is always glad to see me ... even if its only through Skype on video. I know that I can count on my dad because I trust in his love for me.

I love you, Dad.

Restoration...

2008-06-09T20:58:00.003-06:00

You know, I never understood 1 Timothy 2.15. "...but women will be restored through childbearing..." At least, not until I saw this truth lived out on a personal level.

I have two daughters. Each is beautiful, smart, and funny but I don't love either of them because of these attributes. I love them because they are mine ... at least for a while. When I read their little handwritten love notes, I see myself as loving. When I hear their uncontrolled laughter, I have to laugh myself. And when I see the innocence in their big, brown eyes I am reminded that I was once innocent, too. For a moment I get a glimpse of myself as I believe my Father sees me ... pure, holy, beautiful ... with unlimited potential. And I am restored.

Classic ...

2008-06-08T15:01:00.003-06:00

As we drove down the street the other day, Annabelle asked if we could go to the toy store. Unfortunately, we couldn't go that day. She tucked her chin and looking over her little glasses at me said, "Now, Mom... don't make me whine." Classic Annabelle.

Graduation Day...

2008-06-04T15:43:00.005-06:00

Have you ever wondered why, after Jesus' death, the disciples become the apostles? I have.

As I understand it, a disciple is a student. While Jesus was here on earth, His disciples followed Him around ... listening, watching and learning from arguably the most qualified Rabbi in history. They listened as He told stories; they watched as He healed the blind; they learned what true sacrifice was all about. Aaah... but after school was out ... what then? What would become of the disciples after Jesus' death, resurrection and ascension into Heaven?

In a divine valedictory speech, Jesus would announce the graduation of his disciples in Matthew 28.19-20. In his final earthly address, Jesus commanded his pupils to take all they had learned during their three years together out into the world, and they became apostles. The taught became the teachers. Those who had been under the tutelage of The Rabbi were sent out of the classroom and into the world. (Apostle means "one sent out on a mission".) They were to share all they had learned with those who were not yet educated in the ways of the Lord. As a member of the Class of '90, I am doing my best to remain faithful to that legacy.

That's my girl...

2008-06-02T22:15:00.003-06:00

Sophia and I were running errands this morning, and she had talked me into listening to Radio Disney … again. A commercial came on in which the announcer asked a girl about Sophia’s age this question: “If you were stuck on a deserted island what three items would you wish to have with you?” The giggling girl stumbled around a bit but finally answered, “I’d want my guitar so I could have music … a really cute dress… and my cowboy boots.” Sophia just looked at me and asked, “What’s wrong with her? I’d wish for a life jacket, a boat, and a GPS!” We both burst out laughing! It would appear that although the girls were around the same age, their objectives were very different. The girl on the radio wanted to look cute and have fun; Sophia just wanted to get off the island! Each wished accordingly.

Reflecting on that funny moment in the car later prompted me to ask myself a few questions. What is my objective? Am I prepared to reach that objective? My conclusion: my objective is to know Christ and make Him known. My preparations are simple: spending time in the Word and investing in other ladies. (As the Lord pours into me, I pour into another lady.) How about you? Are you doing things today to help you reach your objective? Do you even have an objective, a goal, for your life? There has to be more to life than cowboy boots.

You are here...

2008-05-29T22:15:00.005-06:00

Yesterday, Sophia and I went to a mall. Being unfamiliar with the layout, I immediately went to the store directory with the color-coded mall map. There I found three little words that would enable me to find my way to the nearest Libby Lu and accomplish my mission. "You are here."

In the Bible the book of Genesis tells, among many others, the story of a man named Jacob. By chapter 32, Jacob had seized an opportune moment to manipulate his brother, had tricked his father, and had suffered more than a few run-ins with his father-in-law. He had left home as a young man, fearing the wrath of an angry brother. Many years passed. Productive years, but years away from home. Jacob longed to go back to his boyhood home and to be reconciled with his brother. So, he gathered his considerable family and his considerable belongings and headed in that direction. He had no idea that, like me, he would also need a “You are here” encounter along the way.

In order for me to reach my intended destination at the mall, I had to first discover where I was. I stared intently at the mall map until I could determine where I was in relation to where I needed to be. I see the same thing happen with Jacob. His name meant “Deceiver”, and until he came to grips with who he was and where he was in life, he had no way of completing his journey. No way to truly be reconciled with the brother he had wronged all those years before. As he literally wrestled with God, Jacob came clean about his name, owning up to the fact that it did indeed match his character… or lack of it. This confession was the catalyst for a marvelous transformation. God gave Jacob a new name, a new “You are here” star on the path of his dishonest life. Israel then headed in the right direction, with reconciliation on the horizon.

The Theology of Ironman...

2008-05-26T09:55:00.004-06:00

Russ and I really enjoy watching a good movie together. Our favorite type of movie is of the rather fantastic, comic book super-hero action-adventure variety. Almost always, we see spiritual parallels in these stories … and Ironman is no exception.

In the movie, weapons designer Tony Stark finds himself captured by enemy forces and near death. (I’ve been there … spiritually speaking.) Enter: Dr. Yentsin. He not only keeps Stark alive but also proves, in fact, to be instrumental in his becoming Ironman. As Dr. Yentsin pays the ultimate price for Stark’s freedom, he utters his last words … “don’t waste your life”. Implications abound … for Stark and for us.

With my old, sinful heart, I was a lot like Stark. Cavalier. Selfish. Clueless as to the real meaning of life. Enter: Jesus. He gave His life to rescue me from The Enemy, gave me a new heart, and began building me into the woman I will one day become. He’s still tweaking me, making adjustments, helping me to use the power He provides most effectively. In Colossians 1.10, the Apostle Paul urges believers to “… live a life worthy of the Lord and please him in every way, bearing fruit in every good work, growing in the knowledge of God”. This is a wonderful description of a life not wasted. As you can see on the big screen, Stark didn’t waste his life, and I am not wasting mine. Oh - just in case you're wondering - I'll fly one day, too!

Granny's Quilt ...

2008-05-23T12:02:00.006-06:00

Not that there is a real need for it in West Texas, but we have a pretty patchwork quilt on our bed. My granny actually made it, a handicraft you just don’t see much anymore. As a small girl, I would watch Granny piece quilts on her back porch … painstakingly stitching each scrap of cloth to another then another until a beautiful multi-colored, multi-patterned design emerged. Of course, she had planned the design long before she cut out the first piece of fabric. Doesn’t God do the same with His people[1]?

As a shepherd and a warrior, David had a good understanding of who he was and who God is. He fought numerous battles over the course of his life, at first defending sheep and later, Israel, against various enemies. Perhaps one of the most interesting battles pits David as a boy shepherd against Goliath, a seasoned Philistine veteran[2]. Did I mention he was also a GIANT? Defending his God was as much in keeping with David’s character as defending his father’s sheep, so David eagerly volunteered to slay Goliath. King Saul assented but insisted that David fight in the traditional way, clad in royal armor. David suited up, but it just didn’t fit. It was too heavy, too burdensome, and would only impede him, so the boy fighter threw it off. David relied instead on armor befitting the young shepherd … a staff and a slingshot. Not fancy but proven. (With his own weapons he had already killed the lion and the bear that attacked his father’s sheep.) You see, David was not only content but also effective being who God had created him to be. He wasn’t interested in being someone else … or wearing someone else’s gear … or following established tradition for warfare. David accomplished his mission. He killed Goliath! He glorified God not only by doing what he was created to do, but also by being who he was created to be! It was all part of God’s design to reveal Himself … to David, Israel, and eventually, us.

As Christians, our mission does not necessitate lockstep uniformity any more than David’s battle required the use of customary weapons. As you carry out your ministry, you may see that it looks different from someone else carrying out his. The church itself looks like a mosaic, a Divinely designed patchwork, like Granny’s quilt. The pieces work in concert, not because they are the same but because they differ. David fought differently from the soldiers of his day but the result speaks for itself! God creates uniquely gifted individuals to be on mission, not cookie-cutter clones. He calls His followers by name … without asking us to check our individuality at the door. He calls us to engage in battle, equipping us one by one for kingdom work. Most assuredly, He does not ask us to put on someone else’s armor or do our ministry someone else’s way so we can be poor imitators of each other. We are called to imitate God[3], to love Him, to love others, to be and make disciples. If we do these things by being the individuals He created us to be, then we will truly see who God is.

1. Ephesians 2.10 ...... 2. 1 Samuel 17......3. Ephesians 5.1-2

Eye on the Prize...

2008-05-21T23:00:00.004-06:00

1 Corinthians 9.24-25

Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize? Run in such a way as to get the prize. ...They do it to get a crown that will not last; but we do it to get a crown that will last forever.

Tonight my favorite contestant … from the beginning… was crowned as the 2008 American Idol. Congrats, David Cook! The kids and I had so much fun watching the show each week as the contestants gave it their all. (Yes, we even talked Russ into watching as the season progressed.)

Some competitors showcased more talent than others. Some contestants put forth extra effort. Some looked good but didn't have the vocal chops to make it very far. Some persevered through sickness ... and disco. Hard work, determination and good choices proved to be crucial. In the end, however, only one winner would be crowned. One incredibly talented and determined young man won the prize that will catapult him to rock star fame. His eye was on the prize the entire time.

The Apostle Paul, a man well acquainted with “idols”, encourages believers to keep our eye on the prize as well. The difference between the prize that David Cook won and the one Paul refers to is this … one is temporary, and the other is eternal. What is the eternal prize? I believe it is knowing Christ … fully. As we spend time in the Word of God, running our race, we get closer to that prize each day. (Thankfully, our prize is not dependent on talent, skill or looks! Nor will we be voted off for bad performances. :D)

Rock on!

Joy...

2008-05-20T09:00:00.005-06:00

Prov. 10.1 “A wise son brings joy to his father.”

In this case, it was a daughter bringing joy to her mother. This morning Annabelle and I found ourselves hugging and just laughing out loud. Something really great had happened.

Every morning while she brushes her teeth, I pick out her clothes for school that day. Often, this is where the battle begins. I want her to wear one outfit, and she wants to wear another … which usually includes a pair of brown “cowgirl” boots given to her by a friend. But today, we had a breakthrough! As I was laying the outfit I’d chosen, she came into the room and exclaimed, “That was just what I was hoping to wear today!” This event may not seem very amazing to you, but believe me, IT IS!! In celebration, we hugged and laughed; she danced on her bed!

I wonder how my Heavenly Father celebrates when I co-operate with Him. Surely, He experiences great joy when what I want (and do) lines up with what He has in mind for me!

Time in the Balcony...

2008-05-19T10:31:00.004-06:00

In our Sunday School class yesterday we discussed refuge cities. (We usually meet in the balcony of the chapel.) Cities of refuge, sometimes called "Sanctuary Cities" (Josh. Ch. 20, Num. Ch. 35) were set up as safe havens for anyone who had killed someone unintentionally. These cities, under the care of the Levites (priests of Israel), were open to both Israelite and foreigner alike. There are so many parallels between this Old Testament institution and the salvation I know through Christ, that I don't really know where to begin!

Cities of Refuge were not an invention of man but were instituted by God Himself (Num. 35.9) ... God always takes the initiative and man responds! 1 Peter 1.20 God provides salvation before creation!

The cities were scattered all around Israel so that they were easily accessible ... Jesus says, "Repent, for the kingdom of heaven is near." (Matt. 4.17) He is accessible!

There were well-maintained roads leading into each city so people could have a way in... Jesus said "I am the Way" (to salvation).

Bridges were built to overcome obstacles such as rivers that might have denied the people access to the cities... Jesus is our bridge over the obstacle of sin that separates us from God.

The repentant person seeking refuge could not be turned away ... Jesus says, "...whoever comes to me, I will never drive away." (John 6.37)

The cities of refuge provided protection for the offender until the serving High Priest died ... Jesus is our High Priest, and he will never die! We are safe in Jesus forever! (Heb. 6.20)

Once again, I see that the Old Testament reveals the universal need of man for salvation and points him to Christ, all the while revealing God as Supreme Initiator of that salvation.

Eat Up...

2008-05-17T09:47:00.003-06:00

I spoke with a good friend of mine last night, and while I won’t give the details of our conversation, my ending comment was: “Thank goodness we can feed ourselves!”

When our children were just babies, Russ and I taught them how to eat on their own. It was a messy endeavor, to say the least. (The only food that would make it into their little mouths with absolute certainty was the Cheerio that had been hidden just under the edge of the fridge for two weeks.) At times, food was everywhere – on the floor, on the high-chair, in their hair, on their clothes, on our clothes – and very little of it seemed to actually get into their little mouths. Knowing the importance of this skill, we persevered in our teaching. Working past their own frustrations, their aim improving, they eventually learned to feed themselves. What joy and freedom!

The spiritual parallel is so clear to me. We have to learn to eat on our own! Jesus said man cannot live by bread alone but by every word that proceeds from the mouth of God. Just like my body needs physical food, my spirit needs spiritual food. As Russ would say, we need to learn how to “eat the Book”. He is referring to taking in God’s Word, of course, much like we take in food. Once my children learned how to feed themselves, they no longer depended on me to meet that particular need. The same can be true for us, spiritually. When we learn how to read, study, and apply God’s Word for ourselves, we no longer have to depend on others to do it for us. We don’t depend on pastors, teachers, friends, or mentors to spoon-feed us spiritually. This is not to say that God doesn’t use others to help us grow; He does. But the primary way we will grow spiritually is to feed ourselves straight from the Word! Our children continue to grow physically because, when they are hungry, they have the skill to satisfy that hunger. (The little girl in the picture can now make a PB&J all by herself.) How embarrassing, not to mention counter-productive, it would be for all of us if Mom or Dad were still spoon-feeding them at ages 12, 9, and 6!

One final thought: What gave me the ability to teach my children how to feed themselves? Simple – my parents taught me. I continued to hone those skills so that, when the time came, I could teach my own children.

A Fork in the Road...

2008-05-16T08:07:00.003-06:00

A fork in the road. A decision to be made. We’ve all been there … or are there. There comes a point when we have to decide … for ourselves … who we will be … how we will live.

As a child, I simply followed my parents’ good example. They went to church, so I went to church. Wherever they lived, I lived. What they thought, I thought. While I remain grateful for their guidance, there came a time when I had to choose for myself the life I would live. This has meant difficult decisions along the way. At one point, this meant leaving my parents’ church in search of a place where I could grow spiritually. At another time, it meant marrying Russ and leaving my hometown and the job I’d had for a decade. Today, it means choosing contentment with my life, even if it doesn’t meet the expectations of others. Despite the difficulties, they are decisions I would make again.

Jesus made similar decisions. As a boy, he submitted himself to his parents when they told him it was time to leave his discussions at the Temple* and head back home. However, when his mother and brothers tried to persuade him to come home as a young man who had just started his public ministry, he answered differently**. He had come to the fork in the road and made the choice. He chose to live the life to which God had called him, rather than trying to meet the expectations of others. He chose ministry over money. He chose people over position. He chose sacrifice over earthly success.

At this moment in our married life, the fork represents a choice between a continued career in the Army ... promotions ... pensions or the uncertainty of a potential new career in ministry.

*Luke 2.41-51; **Mark 3

God's Plan Blesses Us...

2008-05-15T07:32:00.004-06:00

I am reading through the gospel of Luke in my quiet time/devotion. Since I've read this book many times previously, I asked God to show me something new. This is what He showed me:

Chapter 1. The angel Gabriel tells Zechariah God will bless him and his barren wife, Elizabeth, with a son. (His name would be John.) In vs. 17, Gabriel describes the son as one who "will precede the coming of the Messiah, preparing the people for his arrival." Zechariah has trouble believing the news, but Elizabeth exclaims in vs. 25, "How kind the Lord is! He has taken away my disgrace of having no children!"

What I saw, perhaps more clearly than ever, is that God's plan not only reveals who He is but also blesses those who participate in it! God was revealed through John, whose early ministry pointed the way came to Jesus. Elizabeth's participation in His plan to make Himself known allowed HER to be personally blessed! Is it any different today? Won't God also bless us by allowing us to join Him in revealing Himself to the nations in the 21st century? Furthermore, I believe Scripture teaches this blessing will take away our disgrace by giving us spiritual children! The Apostle Paul often referred to those he helped to grow in the faith as his sons. The same concept is true for us; those we help to grow in the faith become like "spiritual" children to us. I don't know about you, but I want this blessing!!

Helping Others...

2008-05-14T09:41:00.002-06:00

Almost every morning as the kids are eating breakfast, I read a Bible* story to them. Although it is primarily for their benefit, I often sense God speaking to me as well. Like today. The title was “Helping Others”. The Scripture referenced Hebrews 13 & 14, speaking of welcoming strangers, remembering those in prison, empathizing with those who are suffering. Since one of our goals is to apply whatever Scripture we read to our lives, we discussed the earthquake in China and how we might help those suffering there. (We’re praying for the families who are suffering unbelievable losses.)

As I continue to meditate on these verses, Truth continues to come to light. I am happy to report that we can fulfill all these requirements! And we can do it today! In the comfort of our own country! We can welcome the lost into our lives … they are strangers to the gospel. We can remember those in prison … by sharing with those imprisoned by sin the Truth that will set them free. We can suffer with those who are suffering … by listening the broken-hearted stories of our neighbors and co-workers only a door or a cubicle away.

*Every Day with God … a Child’s Daily Bible. Tommy Nelson Publisher

Learning by DOING...

2008-05-12T11:11:00.004-06:00

James 1.22 "Don't merely listen to the Word and so deceive yourselves. Do what it says!

My little boy, Sam, loves Lego. Now, these are not the Legos I grew up with … not just little squares and rectangles in primary colors. The Legos of the new millennium are more like tiny pieces of ultra modern technology posting the warning: engineering degree required.

For his eighth birthday, Sam received a particularly challenging Lego set. He pulled out the instruction sheet and unfolded it on the kitchen table. I doubt the plans for the Space Shuttle could have been much more complicated. He read the instructions. I read the instructions. Then he read the instructions again. They just didn’t make sense. There was no way the pieces piled on the table were going to make a spaceship! Out of sheer determination, he just started putting pieces together. If one piece didn’t seem to work, he tried another. And wouldn’t you know, before long, a form resembling a spaceship began to emerge from the pile of obscure pieces on the kitchen table. It was in actually putting the pieces together that he began to understand the instructions, and the object became a reality. And in the end, it was quite a work of art!

So it is with this journey we call the Christian life. We learn by doing! We learn what works, what fits … and what doesn’t. Having a Bible on a shelf does no more good than the unopened box of Legos on our kitchen table. We have to rip open that box and go to work! (Even if we don't fully understand the instructions; even if we can't see the end-result.) As we spend time reading the Word and doing what it says, the pieces of our lives will be formed into the image of Christ. Whether we’re talking about our character, spiritual growth, discipleship or ministry, each becomes a reality by doing it!