I'm here!
I'm so excited.
31 PIONEERS friends from around the world are joining me at this 5 day conference in St. Louis, MO, to represent PI and hopefully encourage and love students to the mission field. We want to hear their stories, answer questions, pray with them. It'll be fun.
I'm most excited about hanging out with my team, though. These people are awesome. Heros of the faith. Lovers of God and lovers of those who don't yet know him. Passionate for the Kingdom. It's energizing to be with them - that's what it is!
Pray for me -all of us, really- to represent well Christ's heart for the nations. May the events, conversations, and worship this week ripple from this place to all the farthest corners and crevices of the earth! Soli deo gloria!
Wednesday, December 27
Thursday, December 21
Tuesday, December 19
Turkey Shoot
This is a really late post...but who doesn't want to see me with a gun?! Come on, now.
These pics are from the annual "PI Turkey Shoot", wherein the winner of a one-shot-one-chance target shoot takes home a huge frozen turkey from Publix.
Much to your surprise, I did NOT, in fact, take home the frozen turkey. But I had a grand time!
Seriously...don't mess with me.
Practice.
(The real deal was a longer distance.)
And now for the shot.
Well, yes, that IS a lever-action shotgun that makes you feel like you're in a cowboy movie.
These pics are from the annual "PI Turkey Shoot", wherein the winner of a one-shot-one-chance target shoot takes home a huge frozen turkey from Publix.
Much to your surprise, I did NOT, in fact, take home the frozen turkey. But I had a grand time!
Seriously...don't mess with me.
Practice.(The real deal was a longer distance.)
And now for the shot.
Well, yes, that IS a lever-action shotgun that makes you feel like you're in a cowboy movie.
Monday, December 11
Wednesday, December 6
ever met an ice sculpter?
Here are the freezers where he makes his own ice blocks. Looking in, it appears to be all water, but wen I stuck my hand down into the water, it stopped about 4 inches deep! The rest was already frozen. I could have never told you that; the water was so clear.
Frozen ice blocks ready for the chainsaw.
Doug also has a laser machine that cuts the ice perfectly. This is best used when making monograms or logos. You just shimmy the ice block up into place, configure your settings on the computer, and vwa-la, it's done in about 20 minutes. And this dude ain't playing; the work is amazing! I don't have a picture of his finished work, but you can find it at www.amazingicedesigns.com.
Brrrr....it's cold in this freezer!backing up a bit
Thursday, November 30
Quick Update
I know, I know. I'm terribly tardy on my blog entries. But my excuse is....drumroll please....I have lots of pictures to share and my USB hookup is currently being held hostage in a sickroom. So there.
quick update?
--trip was incredible. loved it. learned a lot.
--happy t-giving! mine was so restful that i managed to squeeze in six movies over the long weekend. i love you, mr. darcy.
--my nieces have been in town ALL WEEK. It might be a bit of heaven!
I'm sitting here writing this entry as I listen to Sonrise practice. Do you not know who Sonrise is? My goodness, where have you been? They're only the BEST bluegrass band in Orlando, maybe even in all of Central Florida! Wake up.
Really, it's my dad's band. And there's absolutely nothing like pick'n and sing'n with them. We're going on 5 hours of this now. I've sung a few with them and even picked up the guitar on a few. But mostly I've been listening and soaking up every minute.
Hey, hey....I just scored a gig with them! woo hoo! You'll have to come hear me sing "All American Bluegrass Girl" in January with them.
This is a GREAT ending to a shaky day and a real tough week. I've felt the faith-refining process a lot recently. Thank you, Jesus, for walking with me through it all. And thanks for moments like these when my soul truly rests.
back to the bluegrass......
quick update?
--trip was incredible. loved it. learned a lot.
--happy t-giving! mine was so restful that i managed to squeeze in six movies over the long weekend. i love you, mr. darcy.
--my nieces have been in town ALL WEEK. It might be a bit of heaven!
I'm sitting here writing this entry as I listen to Sonrise practice. Do you not know who Sonrise is? My goodness, where have you been? They're only the BEST bluegrass band in Orlando, maybe even in all of Central Florida! Wake up.
Really, it's my dad's band. And there's absolutely nothing like pick'n and sing'n with them. We're going on 5 hours of this now. I've sung a few with them and even picked up the guitar on a few. But mostly I've been listening and soaking up every minute.
Hey, hey....I just scored a gig with them! woo hoo! You'll have to come hear me sing "All American Bluegrass Girl" in January with them.
This is a GREAT ending to a shaky day and a real tough week. I've felt the faith-refining process a lot recently. Thank you, Jesus, for walking with me through it all. And thanks for moments like these when my soul truly rests.
back to the bluegrass......
Friday, November 17
Fun people!
So...if you don't yet know....I am a people person. That has really been the best part of this trip: my fun friends!! Here are a few snapshots..
This was at The Oasis - a really cool place on multiple deck levels overlooking Lake Travis in Austin. Lauri and I took Jennings to dinner and enjoyed the sunset. Jennings used to work with us in the PI office but is now in his final months of prep to move to Central Asia. The best word to describe Jennings during our time in ATX is 'grace.' We might have gotten a little cocky about our sense of direction and map reading skills... 
Jon & Sally & Baby Jude, who's a real cutie. They're on their way overseas with Christar.
This was at The Oasis - a really cool place on multiple deck levels overlooking Lake Travis in Austin. Lauri and I took Jennings to dinner and enjoyed the sunset. Jennings used to work with us in the PI office but is now in his final months of prep to move to Central Asia. The best word to describe Jennings during our time in ATX is 'grace.' We might have gotten a little cocky about our sense of direction and map reading skills... 
Jon & Sally & Baby Jude, who's a real cutie. They're on their way overseas with Christar.
Joe show'n off his grill. Oddly enough, a little rap music always calms me down when things get hairy. So due to my crazy work schedule this summer, I eventually learned all the words to Nelly's Grillz, and, in the process, got a few other work cronies hooked on it too (including Joe). I fortunately brought the CD with me to TX, so we've all been enjoying it while cruisin' College Station.
Lauri chatting with Lindsey about her Edge trip last summer and further long-term options with us. Love this girl! She helped us recruit at the GO! Missions Conference here at Texas A&M last Tuesday night. GO! is put on by Breakaway Ministries, a college ministry that attracts over 4,000 students to its weekly Bible Study. Yeah, I said 4,000. Huge. Did you know that A&M sends out the most missionaries of any school in the US? It's because of ministries like Breakaway (visited on Tues. night), RUF (visited on Wed. night), Navigators (visited on Thurs. night), and many more. This place is a hot bed for students who love God and love the nations. (i find it ridiculously exciting, can you tell?) BACK to Lindsey...she learned about us at the GO! Conference last year and then served with us in East Asia for 8 weeks last summer. We're glad to send her back!
So, I didn't get to mention stories of seeing Kenny, Katie, John, Stephanie, Sarah, Rodney, Katy, Robbie, Ryan, Jim, Bill, Matt, Emily, Jamie, Jennifer, Monica, and Lauren -- my dear family in the Faith.
Pray for God to use these friends for the sake of His Gospel among the least-reached!
Friday, November 10
The Great State Of....
Yes, that's right. I'm on a recruiting trip in Texas for the next 10 days or so. I flew in yesterday and have visited Dallas Theological Seminary and Texas Christian University, plus had several appointments. There are lots of great churches here that, honestly, I think are ripe for the missionary harvest! I met with a gal last night in prep for speaking at her church next weekend. That church already sent some of their members through us to Southeast Asia, but there are tons more who are interested, especially in the college ministry. Then a co-worker and I met with a young church plant in Grapevine this morning who is just beginning to clarify their missions program. There are at least 4 couples and some singles in that church who are ready to go overseas! It's incredible! This area seems to have lots of missions interest and it's so exciting to get in on that action. I love it. I'm in a Dallas Panera right now awaiting an appointment with a gal who should be here any minute.
Lauri and I had some yummy Tex-Mex with the "Mission Coaches" of Rightnow.org today. These gals rock. Their role is simply to connect people to organizations in the world of missions, so they spend most of the day on the phone listening to peoples stories and helping to connect their vision to an matching organization, that ultimately they might be actively engaged with the Gospel around the world. How cool is that? (Check them out at www.rightnow.org.) They're super fun gals! (Lauri, Felicity, Melanie, Michelle, Me)
Wednesday, November 8
Nori-chan
Somewhere around 3-4 years ago, while I was still a young whippersnapper student at UCF, I drove out to a Windermere Perkins to have breakfast with my friend Noriko. Since I was just beginning to study Japanese culture, my friendship with Noriko was an invaluable relationship as we shared our lives, worldviews, backgrounds, hopes, and dreams together. But even more so, she was also my sister in our great Faith. She had much to teach me about evangelism and discipleship in the context of Japanese culture. I eagerly sought to develop this friendship and soak up any time I could spend with her.
As we chatted over eggs and bacon that morning, Noriko was dreaming out loud about her future. She was finishing up at Valencia Community College at that time, where she first studied English and then received her AA degree. After a short break, she was enrolling in Rollins College to study English Literature (can you imagine Shakespeare in a second language?).
"I'm think I would really like to study at RTS," she said. "But I don't know how I could ever afford that." We discussed this some more, and I concluded, "Noriko, if God really wants you to go, He'll provide." That's a simple answer; but I was firmly convinced.
"You know, I'm thinking of going to RTS, too!" I added. "Wouldn't it be so fun to be in class together? You and me - in seminary!"
Here we are! Systematics 1, Fall 06.
Ho
w Great is our God!
Last Sunday, we celebrated the completion of our 101 question mid-term at Hanamizuki. Yes, that's us enjoying green tea ice cream. Mmm...yum!
As we chatted over eggs and bacon that morning, Noriko was dreaming out loud about her future. She was finishing up at Valencia Community College at that time, where she first studied English and then received her AA degree. After a short break, she was enrolling in Rollins College to study English Literature (can you imagine Shakespeare in a second language?).
"I'm think I would really like to study at RTS," she said. "But I don't know how I could ever afford that." We discussed this some more, and I concluded, "Noriko, if God really wants you to go, He'll provide." That's a simple answer; but I was firmly convinced.
"You know, I'm thinking of going to RTS, too!" I added. "Wouldn't it be so fun to be in class together? You and me - in seminary!"
Here we are! Systematics 1, Fall 06.Ho
w Great is our God!Last Sunday, we celebrated the completion of our 101 question mid-term at Hanamizuki. Yes, that's us enjoying green tea ice cream. Mmm...yum!
Monday, November 6
Systematic Theology w/ John Frame
First of all, Dr. Frame is brilliant. And he really loves Jesus.
Second of all, I have to blog this entry. Bear with me. Blogging these thoughts will help me process what I've studied.
The Doctrine of Preservation: ever considered it?
--Metaphysical preservation. God preserves the world in "being." Col. 1:7 "He is before all things, and in Him all things hold together." The world requires God's permission to remain in existence each moment.
--Covenant preservation. God saves the lives of believers and the church as part of his covenant blessing. Duet. 6:1-2, Joshua 24:17, Psalm 66:9, Matt. 6:18.
--Eternal perservation. John 10:27-30, otherwise known as the doctrine of perserverance. God keeps His own in His hand.
My favorite part of this study, to be sure, was the material on Redemptive-Historical preservation, God's temporary perservation of the world from final judgment, so as to bring his people to salvation.
What amazing grace! Adam and Eve were commanded not to eat of the tree of knowledge of good and evil - why? Because they would surely die. And yet, God preserved them. Despite the evil in Cain's heart, a mark was put on his forehead so that no one would kill him. God preserved the human race until the flood, the flood marked an image of de-creation, and, though sin continued, God also continued to preserve His people.
Upon their exit from the ark, Noah built an alter to the Lord and sacrificed. "The Lord smelled the pleasing aroma and said in his heart, 'Never again will I curse the ground because of man, even though every inclination of his heart is evil from childhood. And never again will I destroy all living creatures, as I have done. As long as the earth endures, seedtime and harvest, cold and heat, summer and winter, day and night will never cease.'" Gen. 8:21-22. This is a promise of preservation.
Matthew 24:37 says that "as it was in the days of Noah, so it will be at the coming of the Son of Man." see 2 Peter 3:5-7. Final judgment will be as in the days of Noah, another de-creation.
MEANWHILE....here's the good news....God preserves the world for the sake of the elect. 2 Peter 3:9 "The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. He is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance." God is patient with sinners! Acts 14:17, 17:25-28. He longs for all men to know Him, and he is patient for his timing.
Folks, the missionary mandate is holding the earth together. In a very real sense, God is preserving this earth and preserving people for the sake of His name going forth among them. I mean, really. Think about that for just a second. We are given the awesome commission of being a part of this amazing grace! As we share truth and see men come to repentance, we are gaining one step closer to Heaven. How does little, weak, faithless me get to join the King's army for such a worthy cause? I've been given great purpose!
One more thing. I've never heard this before this class, but --wow, what a thought. The passing of seasons remind us of the needs of the lost. As in Genesis 8 mentioned above, God promises that through the seasons He will preserve His people and never flood the earth again. But the seasons will not pass forever! One day, the earth will end and final judgment will come. No more seasons. No more opportunity for repentance. That compels me! Time is short!
Meditation on this doctrine of preservation completely overwhelms me with floods of grace. We -I- firmly do not deserve His favor. And to think he takes PLEASURE in pouring out His grace upon us! He takes pleasure in preserving His church and the world to demonstrate His faithfulness to us.
Oh, Lord, help me walk in the truth that I know!
Second of all, I have to blog this entry. Bear with me. Blogging these thoughts will help me process what I've studied.
The Doctrine of Preservation: ever considered it?
--Metaphysical preservation. God preserves the world in "being." Col. 1:7 "He is before all things, and in Him all things hold together." The world requires God's permission to remain in existence each moment.
--Covenant preservation. God saves the lives of believers and the church as part of his covenant blessing. Duet. 6:1-2, Joshua 24:17, Psalm 66:9, Matt. 6:18.
--Eternal perservation. John 10:27-30, otherwise known as the doctrine of perserverance. God keeps His own in His hand.
My favorite part of this study, to be sure, was the material on Redemptive-Historical preservation, God's temporary perservation of the world from final judgment, so as to bring his people to salvation.
What amazing grace! Adam and Eve were commanded not to eat of the tree of knowledge of good and evil - why? Because they would surely die. And yet, God preserved them. Despite the evil in Cain's heart, a mark was put on his forehead so that no one would kill him. God preserved the human race until the flood, the flood marked an image of de-creation, and, though sin continued, God also continued to preserve His people.
Upon their exit from the ark, Noah built an alter to the Lord and sacrificed. "The Lord smelled the pleasing aroma and said in his heart, 'Never again will I curse the ground because of man, even though every inclination of his heart is evil from childhood. And never again will I destroy all living creatures, as I have done. As long as the earth endures, seedtime and harvest, cold and heat, summer and winter, day and night will never cease.'" Gen. 8:21-22. This is a promise of preservation.
Matthew 24:37 says that "as it was in the days of Noah, so it will be at the coming of the Son of Man." see 2 Peter 3:5-7. Final judgment will be as in the days of Noah, another de-creation.
MEANWHILE....here's the good news....God preserves the world for the sake of the elect. 2 Peter 3:9 "The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. He is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance." God is patient with sinners! Acts 14:17, 17:25-28. He longs for all men to know Him, and he is patient for his timing.
Folks, the missionary mandate is holding the earth together. In a very real sense, God is preserving this earth and preserving people for the sake of His name going forth among them. I mean, really. Think about that for just a second. We are given the awesome commission of being a part of this amazing grace! As we share truth and see men come to repentance, we are gaining one step closer to Heaven. How does little, weak, faithless me get to join the King's army for such a worthy cause? I've been given great purpose!
One more thing. I've never heard this before this class, but --wow, what a thought. The passing of seasons remind us of the needs of the lost. As in Genesis 8 mentioned above, God promises that through the seasons He will preserve His people and never flood the earth again. But the seasons will not pass forever! One day, the earth will end and final judgment will come. No more seasons. No more opportunity for repentance. That compels me! Time is short!
Meditation on this doctrine of preservation completely overwhelms me with floods of grace. We -I- firmly do not deserve His favor. And to think he takes PLEASURE in pouring out His grace upon us! He takes pleasure in preserving His church and the world to demonstrate His faithfulness to us.
Oh, Lord, help me walk in the truth that I know!
Just in case you were wondering...
It takes exactly 19 minutes from my office to the nearest Steak 'n Ale restaurant. The reason I know this, you ask? Because I lost a bet today. I bought my lunch AND another's because I lost the bet that we could get there in 17 minutes. I'd like you to know, I put up quite a fight. I drove like a champ and my passengers put their lives on the line for my sake.
However, the truth is...
It takes more than 17 minutes to get there.
However, the truth is...
It takes more than 17 minutes to get there.
Thursday, November 2
Mr. and Mrs. Todd & Kim Pate
My dear roommate Kim got married to the man of her dreams last Saturday! It was such a neat wedding to be a part of. The Beracah girls prayed fervently with Kim for months - praying for Kim's heart as she worked with Todd in ministry, praying for Todd to be directed by the Lord in their relationship, and even praying for Todd to fall in love with Kim! (I think we all agree that Kim has the gift of faith in prayer...)
And here they are!
So long, roomie. We'll miss you at the Beracah house!
Wednesday, November 1
Wednesday, October 25
Blonde, Redhead, or Brunette?
I'm currently working on that. Who really does have more fun? more adventure? more class?
Yesterday, I was a blonde.
Today, I'm a redhead.
Who knows...maybe sometime next week, I'll be a brunette.
And don't tell me that I look better as a blonde. That's a bunch of malarky. God made me a brunette, and while I do not find any problem at all in having fun changing my hair color, I value the way he made me.
This last week's shenanigans with Natalie Patton and a few boxes of hair color reminded me of the last time I tried to do my own hair. A few of my readers may remember this.
Picture me.
Color my hair with a florescent yellow highlighter.
Now put me in Japan.
Uh-huh. I stuck out like a sore thumb.
Oh wait, this was after I tried to "brush on" highlights myself, resulting in a yellow patch on the top of my head, tried to color it up with color, to no avail, then actually stripped my poor, dying hair of all pigment whatsoever.
On our third day in Japan, I met my fellow-teammates for lunch at Chiba University - our first day on campus. My teammates told their new Japanese friends that another American girl was coming for lunch, but she would be late (I know what you're thinking, but I was teaching an English class). When I walked up, one girl turned to meet me, jumped back, covered her mouth with her hand, and snickered. Yes, snickered. She was apparently taken aback by a strange glow coming from my head, otherwise known as MY HAIR. Reiko doesn't remember that story, but I sure do. It wasn't like I was self-conscious or anything...
A month later, friend Matt Walker came from the US to visit his sister and brought a gift from my mom: a box of brunette hair color and a highlighting kit. The Japanese learned there really was a God who cared about his children.
After that fateful operation, I decided I would trust the well-trained "beauty technicians" at my local salon to care for my mop. So for the last 5 years, I have forked over exhorbitant amounts of money every 3 months to get my hair done.
Until now.
Cut, color, blow dry, and style from Studio Gerault: $ 120
Box of color from Wal-mart: $ 7
Haircut from random salon: $ 15
Another box of color from Walgreens: $ 9.50
Your boss asking if you're going through a mid-20's crisis: priceless.
Yesterday, I was a blonde.
Today, I'm a redhead.
Who knows...maybe sometime next week, I'll be a brunette.
And don't tell me that I look better as a blonde. That's a bunch of malarky. God made me a brunette, and while I do not find any problem at all in having fun changing my hair color, I value the way he made me.
This last week's shenanigans with Natalie Patton and a few boxes of hair color reminded me of the last time I tried to do my own hair. A few of my readers may remember this.
Picture me.
Color my hair with a florescent yellow highlighter.
Now put me in Japan.
Uh-huh. I stuck out like a sore thumb.
Oh wait, this was after I tried to "brush on" highlights myself, resulting in a yellow patch on the top of my head, tried to color it up with color, to no avail, then actually stripped my poor, dying hair of all pigment whatsoever.
On our third day in Japan, I met my fellow-teammates for lunch at Chiba University - our first day on campus. My teammates told their new Japanese friends that another American girl was coming for lunch, but she would be late (I know what you're thinking, but I was teaching an English class). When I walked up, one girl turned to meet me, jumped back, covered her mouth with her hand, and snickered. Yes, snickered. She was apparently taken aback by a strange glow coming from my head, otherwise known as MY HAIR. Reiko doesn't remember that story, but I sure do. It wasn't like I was self-conscious or anything...
A month later, friend Matt Walker came from the US to visit his sister and brought a gift from my mom: a box of brunette hair color and a highlighting kit. The Japanese learned there really was a God who cared about his children.
After that fateful operation, I decided I would trust the well-trained "beauty technicians" at my local salon to care for my mop. So for the last 5 years, I have forked over exhorbitant amounts of money every 3 months to get my hair done.
Until now.
Cut, color, blow dry, and style from Studio Gerault: $ 120
Box of color from Wal-mart: $ 7
Haircut from random salon: $ 15
Another box of color from Walgreens: $ 9.50
Your boss asking if you're going through a mid-20's crisis: priceless.
Monday, October 23
Back to Square One
"I want to simplify your lives.
When others are telling you to read more, I want to tell you to read less;
when others are telling you to do more, I want to tell you to do less.
The world does not need more of you; it needs more of God.
Your friends do not need more of you; they need more of God.
And you don't need more of you; you need more of God.
For we do not progress in the Christian life by becoming more competent, more knowledgeable, more virtuous, or more energetic. We do not advance in the Christian life by acquiring expertise.
Each day, and many times each day, we need more of God.
Back to Square One."
--Eugene Peterson
When others are telling you to read more, I want to tell you to read less;
when others are telling you to do more, I want to tell you to do less.
The world does not need more of you; it needs more of God.
Your friends do not need more of you; they need more of God.
And you don't need more of you; you need more of God.
For we do not progress in the Christian life by becoming more competent, more knowledgeable, more virtuous, or more energetic. We do not advance in the Christian life by acquiring expertise.
Each day, and many times each day, we need more of God.
Back to Square One."
--Eugene Peterson
Monday, October 16
Crisp. Cool. Clear.
...the weather this past weekend in O-town. It was unbelievably nice.
Yeah for fall!
(lets not mention that the heat index rose again today, ok?)
Happy Monday, folks. I'm thinking about ya.
Yeah for fall!
(lets not mention that the heat index rose again today, ok?)
Happy Monday, folks. I'm thinking about ya.
Friday, October 13
Thursday night TV night
First of all: too many Thursday night parties, people. We need to consolidate. There are too many choices. At one house, someone is offering tacos and margaritas, at another, we get to meet someone's "special friend." Then there's the special lull of my own couch, in my jammies, with some hot tea. Hmmm....well, Angela won last night. She begged me to stay home and I did. Plus, I don't know many others who enjoy The Office like we do.
THE OFFICE...my word, how can you not be in love with Jim. "As your direct superviser today, I'm making the decision that we cannot move forward in this project until you get your potato chips." If the writers are trying to develop his character into a heartthrob, they have succeeded in my house.
GREY'S...geez louise. This week's word is back to *scandalous*. A few thoughts: Remind me never to get on morphine. McSteamy needs to take his sorry butt back to NY. In a twisted move, McDreamy has now really captured Meredith's heart by walking away. (at which point, I initially unleashed a proud "woo hoo" because he finally came to his senses) And, McVet will be sorely missed. One more thing: what would you do with 8.7 million dollars? My vote is open a "denny wing" at the Seattle Grace. Any more ideas?
Karaoke at my house tonight in honor of Angela and Ashley's B-days. Feel free to stop by.
THE OFFICE...my word, how can you not be in love with Jim. "As your direct superviser today, I'm making the decision that we cannot move forward in this project until you get your potato chips." If the writers are trying to develop his character into a heartthrob, they have succeeded in my house.
GREY'S...geez louise. This week's word is back to *scandalous*. A few thoughts: Remind me never to get on morphine. McSteamy needs to take his sorry butt back to NY. In a twisted move, McDreamy has now really captured Meredith's heart by walking away. (at which point, I initially unleashed a proud "woo hoo" because he finally came to his senses) And, McVet will be sorely missed. One more thing: what would you do with 8.7 million dollars? My vote is open a "denny wing" at the Seattle Grace. Any more ideas?
Karaoke at my house tonight in honor of Angela and Ashley's B-days. Feel free to stop by.
Thursday, October 12
check it out!
PIONEERS new communication package was unveiled today! Man, I am so proud of my co-workers. They prayed and worked and reviewed and worked some more on this web, print, and video package -- and it is well done. Excellent, my friends. This is excellent work.
*new website: www.pioneers.org
*new brochure that I would be HAPPY to send you.
*and an incredible video that I would also like to show you; you can't get it online. Just say the word.
I'm very thankful to be part of this organization!
*new website: www.pioneers.org
*new brochure that I would be HAPPY to send you.
*and an incredible video that I would also like to show you; you can't get it online. Just say the word.
I'm very thankful to be part of this organization!
Sunday, October 8
wow. i just grew up fast.
Check it out: I just got a letter from the AARP.
It reads:
"Our records show that you haven't yet registered for the benefits of AARP membership, even though you are fully eligible."
Um, excuse me. Did someone NOT get the memo that I was born in 1982? What "records" are they referring to, and who would like to take credit for this masterful record-keeping?
"As a member, you'll have the resources and information you need to get the most out of life over 50."
Well, hot diggity dog. I'm sending in this registration and getting started on those benefits early. I'm going for it!
It reads:
"Our records show that you haven't yet registered for the benefits of AARP membership, even though you are fully eligible."
Um, excuse me. Did someone NOT get the memo that I was born in 1982? What "records" are they referring to, and who would like to take credit for this masterful record-keeping?
"As a member, you'll have the resources and information you need to get the most out of life over 50."
Well, hot diggity dog. I'm sending in this registration and getting started on those benefits early. I'm going for it!
Thursday, October 5
sniffle, sniffle
I've forgotten how comfortable my couch really is. I haven't lounged around on the couch for weeks...until now. It's me and a sinus infection. Not really a whole lot of fun.
Other than that, it's been a pretty good week. On Monday night, we had our second girls group. 9 of us are reading "Lost Women of the Bible" by Carolyn James -- discussing it, and our lives. We meet every other week and I'm absolutely lovin' these sisters.
Tuesday night, I had some gals from work over for dinner. This is an orientation week at PI, so a few co-workers and I hosted some candidates who are applying to serve overseas. Hearing their stories and getting to know them really rejuvinates me to press on at work.
Lets see... Wednesday was a miserable day at home on the couch. My mom brought me chicken soup. :) And I managed to make it to the church at 7 for our first English Cafe. We had one person come! woo hoo! I really wasn't sure if we'd get anyone, but I was SO excited when I found out that she heard about our English classes because of a particular flyer I put up last Saturday. I seriously prayed over those flyers as I posted them around town. Anyway, we're hoping for more students next week.
I came home early from work again today and a friend came over to make dinner. She convinced me that I really need to call the doctor tomorrow. I hope I can get an appointment and start some antibiotics. I'm dying here.
Thursdays are my TV night. The Office was pretty good tonight...albeit a tad weird. What was with the "hug it out, *****"? That's not quite what I expected...
And Greys! I love Greys Anatomy. Last week was quite scandalous; this week was really sweet. Alex has finally won my heart. He's usually really annoying, self-centered, and cocky as all get-out. But in tonight's episode, you caught a glimpse of his tender side. His conversation with Izzy outside the hospital was full of great lines. Good job, emmy-award- winning writers. And so our little interns keep moving along...
How was your week?
Other than that, it's been a pretty good week. On Monday night, we had our second girls group. 9 of us are reading "Lost Women of the Bible" by Carolyn James -- discussing it, and our lives. We meet every other week and I'm absolutely lovin' these sisters.
Tuesday night, I had some gals from work over for dinner. This is an orientation week at PI, so a few co-workers and I hosted some candidates who are applying to serve overseas. Hearing their stories and getting to know them really rejuvinates me to press on at work.
Lets see... Wednesday was a miserable day at home on the couch. My mom brought me chicken soup. :) And I managed to make it to the church at 7 for our first English Cafe. We had one person come! woo hoo! I really wasn't sure if we'd get anyone, but I was SO excited when I found out that she heard about our English classes because of a particular flyer I put up last Saturday. I seriously prayed over those flyers as I posted them around town. Anyway, we're hoping for more students next week.
I came home early from work again today and a friend came over to make dinner. She convinced me that I really need to call the doctor tomorrow. I hope I can get an appointment and start some antibiotics. I'm dying here.
Thursdays are my TV night. The Office was pretty good tonight...albeit a tad weird. What was with the "hug it out, *****"? That's not quite what I expected...
And Greys! I love Greys Anatomy. Last week was quite scandalous; this week was really sweet. Alex has finally won my heart. He's usually really annoying, self-centered, and cocky as all get-out. But in tonight's episode, you caught a glimpse of his tender side. His conversation with Izzy outside the hospital was full of great lines. Good job, emmy-award- winning writers. And so our little interns keep moving along...
How was your week?
Friday, September 29
Tuesday, September 26
Strange conversations
I seem to recall visiting a website a couple years ago that posted "strange conversations" heard in NYC. It was stink'n hilarious. Anybody know where to find that? Well, here's my own version. This is 100% true.
Two guys walking out of the bathroom at church:
"It is virtually impossible to make a soft poached egg."
At my office:
"I'm on a candidate committee next week."
"Me too."
"Then on Wednesday I'm going to Hawaii."
"Yeah, I'm going to Turkey."
"Okay, we'll meet at the end of October."
This conversation was silent, but let me tell you the story. One guy -in my graduate level class today- writes a note to a guy sitting two seats down from him, seat in the middle empty. The receiver of the note was dozing. The author of the note is watching the other guy, as if staring at him will wake him up. 60 seconds go by. Still sleeping. The author of the note wraps his arm around the empty seat and taps on the edge of the seat with his pen. Mission complete: receiver of note wakes up and sees the note. The conversation continues.
What the heck.
Two guys walking out of the bathroom at church:
"It is virtually impossible to make a soft poached egg."
At my office:
"I'm on a candidate committee next week."
"Me too."
"Then on Wednesday I'm going to Hawaii."
"Yeah, I'm going to Turkey."
"Okay, we'll meet at the end of October."
This conversation was silent, but let me tell you the story. One guy -in my graduate level class today- writes a note to a guy sitting two seats down from him, seat in the middle empty. The receiver of the note was dozing. The author of the note is watching the other guy, as if staring at him will wake him up. 60 seconds go by. Still sleeping. The author of the note wraps his arm around the empty seat and taps on the edge of the seat with his pen. Mission complete: receiver of note wakes up and sees the note. The conversation continues.
What the heck.
Friday, September 22
pictures from Emily's 3rd birthday party
gotta love these cuties! They're SO much fun. Ella is 4, Emi is now 3. No pictures of their parents...whoops...but you can see my parents, Nana and Gramps, up there- as well as Uncle Rich and Aunt Becky.
Tuesday, September 19
A great new hymn
Last Sunday, St. Paul's resumed our monthly Evensong service, after taking a summer break. I just love this quiet, contemplative service that offers beautiful music, a homily, and Communion.
Our "chief musician" introduced a new hymn this week that hails from Britain, and I'm a big fan.
The Day Thou Gavest, Lord, is Ended
The day Thou gavest, Lord, is ended,
The darkness falls at Thy behest;
To Thee our morning hymns ascended,
Thy praise shall sanctify our rest.
We thank Thee that Thy church, unsleeping,
While earth rolls onward into light,
Through all the world her watch is keeping,
And rests not now by day or night.
As o’er each continent and island
The dawn leads on another day,
The voice of prayer is never silent,
Nor dies the strain of praise away.
The sun that bids us rest is waking
Our brethren ’neath the western sky,
And hour by hour fresh lips are making
Thy wondrous doings heard on high.
So be it, Lord; Thy throne shall never,
Like earth’s proud empires, pass away:
Thy kingdom stands, and grows forever,
Till all Thy creatures own Thy sway.
I'm sorry you can't hear the soothing melody that these words dance to. In keeping with the Britain theme, I must say that it's really quite lovely.
Friends around the world, I prayed for you as I sang this song with tears in my eyes! How awesome to think of the sun never setting on the Church around the world; truly praises are being lifted up hour by hour to our Great King!
Our "chief musician" introduced a new hymn this week that hails from Britain, and I'm a big fan.
The Day Thou Gavest, Lord, is Ended
The day Thou gavest, Lord, is ended,
The darkness falls at Thy behest;
To Thee our morning hymns ascended,
Thy praise shall sanctify our rest.
We thank Thee that Thy church, unsleeping,
While earth rolls onward into light,
Through all the world her watch is keeping,
And rests not now by day or night.
As o’er each continent and island
The dawn leads on another day,
The voice of prayer is never silent,
Nor dies the strain of praise away.
The sun that bids us rest is waking
Our brethren ’neath the western sky,
And hour by hour fresh lips are making
Thy wondrous doings heard on high.
So be it, Lord; Thy throne shall never,
Like earth’s proud empires, pass away:
Thy kingdom stands, and grows forever,
Till all Thy creatures own Thy sway.
I'm sorry you can't hear the soothing melody that these words dance to. In keeping with the Britain theme, I must say that it's really quite lovely.
Friends around the world, I prayed for you as I sang this song with tears in my eyes! How awesome to think of the sun never setting on the Church around the world; truly praises are being lifted up hour by hour to our Great King!
Wednesday, September 13
I love the Loves!
Readers, meet my friends: Tim and Laura Love. No, they're SUPER friends. Hanging out with them is authentic and fun and satisfying. It all started during UCF days....(go knights!)...and I hope will continue all my life, even if we have to travel continents to see each other.
Tim and Laura met in a far-away-exotic land, but it wasn't very condusive to falling in love. At least, at the time it wasn't. But God brought their hearts together about a year later and now they're married and living in south florida while Tim attacks med school. And this year, Laura is joining him at school in a master's program. Does that make them geeks? Well, they're the coolest geeks I know, anyway. And these friends are faithful visionaries: they are content where God has them now, but looking to the future with an eager desire to see God's Kingdom come among the nations.
Again...I just love 'em!!
Friday, September 8
Happy weekend
"If a girl looks swell when she meets you, who gives a damn if she's late? Nobody."
-J.D. Salinger
-J.D. Salinger
Thursday, September 7
My new roommate
I got a fish!
An impromptu trip to Walmart on Sunday afternoon was the setting for meeting and taking home the newest member of the Beracah household. He's a beautiful little guy and adds a bit of male presence, if you will.
Name: Zeus
Type: Beta Fish (aka, a Siamese fighting fish)
Home: medium size bowl with some nice landscaping and a cobblestone floor
Receiving visitors? yes
Likes being talked to? i'm pretty sure
Below is not the *real* Zeus, but it'll give you an idea of who greets me when I get home at the end of a long day at the office.
Come say hi sometime. Real picture coming soon. Stay tuned.
An impromptu trip to Walmart on Sunday afternoon was the setting for meeting and taking home the newest member of the Beracah household. He's a beautiful little guy and adds a bit of male presence, if you will.
Name: Zeus
Type: Beta Fish (aka, a Siamese fighting fish)
Home: medium size bowl with some nice landscaping and a cobblestone floor
Receiving visitors? yes
Likes being talked to? i'm pretty sure
Below is not the *real* Zeus, but it'll give you an idea of who greets me when I get home at the end of a long day at the office.
Come say hi sometime. Real picture coming soon. Stay tuned.
Friday, September 1
Will you help them hear?
Worldwide, Christians earn $12.3 trillion each year.
Of that $12.3 trillion, only 1.7% is given to Christian causes.
Of this 1.7%, only 5.4% goes to foreign missions.
Of this 5.4%, only 1% goes to people without any opportunity to hear the Gospel.
Will you help them hear?
www.pioneers.org
Of that $12.3 trillion, only 1.7% is given to Christian causes.
Of this 1.7%, only 5.4% goes to foreign missions.
Of this 5.4%, only 1% goes to people without any opportunity to hear the Gospel.
Will you help them hear?
www.pioneers.org
Thursday, August 31
I gots the bumps, yo
Some things that gave me the chill bumps today....
I talked to my sister-in-law on the way to work this morning and she was telling me about a new group she's joining at church. It's more than just a Bible study, but a time to bond with other women with young families and share in each other's lives, and it's led by the elders' wives. They even cook and eat lunch together every Thursday! I just loved hearing Ashlee get excited about this group. I'm so thankful for her and love her bunches. I'm headed up to see their fam in a week for Emily's 3rd birthday!
E & J and four young kids were recently kicked out of a Central Asian country and have temporarily relocated in the same area. In their last newsletter, they asked prayer for finding a Russian-speaking school for the kids to attend (the language they've recently learned) and generally that this would be one step in helping the kids adjust to such abrupt changes. In particular, their 7-year old daughter, Lydia, really wanted to wear a uniform to school. This week's newsletter came with news of finding a school and acceptance even though they're Western. The next line read that mom and kids went out to lunch to celebrate and then to the outdoor market to buy uniforms, much to Lydia's delight. Isn't that precious? God does care about the little things!
Monday, August 28
Can I get an AMEN?
Have you seen this month's cover of Christianity Today? The cover story is
Young, Restless, Reformed: Calvinism is making a comeback - and shaking up the church.
Really, please go read this article. It's absolutely fantastic. Enough said.
But I'll keep going. The article begins with the undeniable popularity of John Piper, especially in relation to the recent "Together for the Gospel" conference and regular Passion conferences. Piper is credited as "more than anyone else, [the contributor] to a resurgence of Reformed theology among young people."
The article goes on to illumine Reformed theology's commitment to doctrine, spiritual depth, God-exalting focus, and of course, TULIP. I'm so proud of my generation of the church. Discontent to simply accept, we are impacting the Church with a genuine yet aggressive persual of deep truth in Scripture, doctrine, grace, worship, and soveriengty. AMEN, I love it.
It's risky asking for comments on my blog, because it usually results in a jinx. (Yeah, I said jinx in my blog entry about God's sovereignty.) But seriously, I'd love to hear your comments on this article. Unfortunately, it's not online or I'd link you to it.
Quotes worth quoting:
"Someone like Louie is saying, 'You know what, it's not about us, it's about God's glory, it's about his renown.' Now I don't think most kids realize this, but that's the first step down a pathway of Reformed theology. Because if you say that it's not about you, well then you're on that road of saying it's not about your actions, your choosings, your determination."
"'This generation of young Christians is more committed, more theologically intense, more theologically curious, more self-aware and self-conscious as believers because they were not raised in an environment of cultural Christianity,' Mohler said. 'Or if they were, as soon as they arrived on a university campus, they found themselves in a hostile environment.' Mohler explained that Calvinism offers young people a countercultural alternative with deep roots."
"'I think the criticism of Reformed theology is being silenced by the mission and justice and evangelism and worship and counseling - the whole range of pastoral life,' Piper said. 'We're not the kind who are off in a Grand Rapids ghetto crossing our t's and dotting our i's and telling the world to get their act together. We're in the New Orleans slums with groups like Desire Street Ministries, raising up black elders through Reformed theology from 9-year-old boys who had no chance."
"'If you really understand Reformed theology, we should all just sit around shaking our heads going, 'It's unbelievable. Why would God choose any of us?' Harris said. 'You are so amazed by grace, you're not picking a fight with anyone, you're just crying tears of amazement that should lead to a heart for lost people, that God does indeed save, when he doesn't have to save anybody."
Young, Restless, Reformed: Calvinism is making a comeback - and shaking up the church.
Really, please go read this article. It's absolutely fantastic. Enough said.
But I'll keep going. The article begins with the undeniable popularity of John Piper, especially in relation to the recent "Together for the Gospel" conference and regular Passion conferences. Piper is credited as "more than anyone else, [the contributor] to a resurgence of Reformed theology among young people."
The article goes on to illumine Reformed theology's commitment to doctrine, spiritual depth, God-exalting focus, and of course, TULIP. I'm so proud of my generation of the church. Discontent to simply accept, we are impacting the Church with a genuine yet aggressive persual of deep truth in Scripture, doctrine, grace, worship, and soveriengty. AMEN, I love it.
It's risky asking for comments on my blog, because it usually results in a jinx. (Yeah, I said jinx in my blog entry about God's sovereignty.) But seriously, I'd love to hear your comments on this article. Unfortunately, it's not online or I'd link you to it.
Quotes worth quoting:
"Someone like Louie is saying, 'You know what, it's not about us, it's about God's glory, it's about his renown.' Now I don't think most kids realize this, but that's the first step down a pathway of Reformed theology. Because if you say that it's not about you, well then you're on that road of saying it's not about your actions, your choosings, your determination."
"'This generation of young Christians is more committed, more theologically intense, more theologically curious, more self-aware and self-conscious as believers because they were not raised in an environment of cultural Christianity,' Mohler said. 'Or if they were, as soon as they arrived on a university campus, they found themselves in a hostile environment.' Mohler explained that Calvinism offers young people a countercultural alternative with deep roots."
"'I think the criticism of Reformed theology is being silenced by the mission and justice and evangelism and worship and counseling - the whole range of pastoral life,' Piper said. 'We're not the kind who are off in a Grand Rapids ghetto crossing our t's and dotting our i's and telling the world to get their act together. We're in the New Orleans slums with groups like Desire Street Ministries, raising up black elders through Reformed theology from 9-year-old boys who had no chance."
"'If you really understand Reformed theology, we should all just sit around shaking our heads going, 'It's unbelievable. Why would God choose any of us?' Harris said. 'You are so amazed by grace, you're not picking a fight with anyone, you're just crying tears of amazement that should lead to a heart for lost people, that God does indeed save, when he doesn't have to save anybody."
Wednesday, August 23
I started a blog that nobody read
I think this song is rather funny. (click on the title/link above)
In other news:
In other news:
Don't you just love it?!
Monday, August 21
Monday, Monday
Mondays mornings at work usually mean there are a million and one things on my mind and I'm not quite sure where to start. So, being Monday morning - this blog entry is meant to reflect that. In a word: randomness.
Chicken - marinated in pineapple juice, thrown on the grill, then stripped over salad (with Mango dressing, good call Jennings) - is really good!
Thanks to Mom and Pop, I'm an education junkie. I'm so thrilled that school starts this week, I could scream. I smile as I walk the halls of RTS. I relive memories everywhere I walk on the UCF campus. I love reading. I even like taking tests. When the 2006 list of Orange County Adult Education courses came in the mail, I highlighted all the ones I wanted to take. Ceramics, anyone? Healthy Cooking? Ballroom Dancing? What will I do when I can't go to school anymore? Oh yeah, teach. Maybe that's why I'm pursuing a career on a college campus.
On my nightstand:
The PAPA Prayer by Larry Crabb
Lost Women of the Bible by Carolyn Custis James
The Geography of Thought: How Asians and Westerners Think Differently by Richard Nisbitt
Sunday night movie at my house this past weekend: Alfred Hitchcock's "Rebecca." As a child, I liked watching this movie because of it's great name. As an adult, I was thinking "why did my Dad EVER let me watch this?!" It's a bit morbid. Have you seen it?
My Monday morning started off great... I actually got out of bed on time, ate my big bowl of Fruit Loops while watching the Today Show, and then prayed for the day with my roomie. All was well until I was drying my face and -oops- what was that? Something feels weird. Aah! My nose ring fell out!! I ran around like crazy trying to defrost the bathroom window, get the ring back in, put in my contacts so I could see, try again to get it through the hole, throw some clothes on, and go screaming down the hallway looking for help from Angela. I flipped out. Then, 20 minutes later, it was back in with minimal bleeding and a little bit of pain. I calmly sighed. ....Now to begin the day.
Oh yeah - didn't I tell you about my new bling? It's groovy. Real sparkly. And it's in my nose!
Chicken - marinated in pineapple juice, thrown on the grill, then stripped over salad (with Mango dressing, good call Jennings) - is really good!
Thanks to Mom and Pop, I'm an education junkie. I'm so thrilled that school starts this week, I could scream. I smile as I walk the halls of RTS. I relive memories everywhere I walk on the UCF campus. I love reading. I even like taking tests. When the 2006 list of Orange County Adult Education courses came in the mail, I highlighted all the ones I wanted to take. Ceramics, anyone? Healthy Cooking? Ballroom Dancing? What will I do when I can't go to school anymore? Oh yeah, teach. Maybe that's why I'm pursuing a career on a college campus.
On my nightstand:
The PAPA Prayer by Larry Crabb
Lost Women of the Bible by Carolyn Custis James
The Geography of Thought: How Asians and Westerners Think Differently by Richard Nisbitt
Sunday night movie at my house this past weekend: Alfred Hitchcock's "Rebecca." As a child, I liked watching this movie because of it's great name. As an adult, I was thinking "why did my Dad EVER let me watch this?!" It's a bit morbid. Have you seen it?
My Monday morning started off great... I actually got out of bed on time, ate my big bowl of Fruit Loops while watching the Today Show, and then prayed for the day with my roomie. All was well until I was drying my face and -oops- what was that? Something feels weird. Aah! My nose ring fell out!! I ran around like crazy trying to defrost the bathroom window, get the ring back in, put in my contacts so I could see, try again to get it through the hole, throw some clothes on, and go screaming down the hallway looking for help from Angela. I flipped out. Then, 20 minutes later, it was back in with minimal bleeding and a little bit of pain. I calmly sighed. ....Now to begin the day.
Oh yeah - didn't I tell you about my new bling? It's groovy. Real sparkly. And it's in my nose!
Friday, August 18
< big gasp >
According to WESH news online...
"The final closed restaurant is going to surprise sushi lovers. The state shut down Seito Sushi in the Winter Park Village on Aug. 11 because of roaches.
'When the inspector closed you down, were you pretty shocked?' Meredith asked the owner.
'Very shocked because we have always been clean,' she said.
She said the problem has been corrected, and Seito Sushi is open for business."
Um...I'm not sure what to do with this. This is my favorite, favorite place to get sushi and comes as quite the surprise.
Can I go back? Can I just forget this ever happened? Do you think I'm gross?
"The final closed restaurant is going to surprise sushi lovers. The state shut down Seito Sushi in the Winter Park Village on Aug. 11 because of roaches.
'When the inspector closed you down, were you pretty shocked?' Meredith asked the owner.
'Very shocked because we have always been clean,' she said.
She said the problem has been corrected, and Seito Sushi is open for business."
Um...I'm not sure what to do with this. This is my favorite, favorite place to get sushi and comes as quite the surprise.
Can I go back? Can I just forget this ever happened? Do you think I'm gross?
Wednesday, August 16
Don't hide all your attributes in a stirofoam container (savvy)
We confusingly looked at the Jack Sparrow-looking fellow who was talking to us, our eyes traveled to my take-out box sitting in front of me on the counter, then we looked at each other.
What did that guy just say? We laughed and repeated the story...over and over again all weekend. We're pretty much still baffled at what-in-tarnation that comment meant. Was it the beer he had for breakfast speaking? Was he just a local who likes to say weird things to tourists? Haven't a clue! Can you shed any light? (He did, however, look a lot like Captain Jack!)
Anyhow, such was the scene at New Smyrna Beach this weekend while Lauri, Joe, and I enjoyed lunch at Breakers overlooking the water. Yeah, think about it and wish you were there. It was fantastic.
I seriously contemplated never coming home.
The beach was our escape after a busy week at PI debriefing 87 amazing students who served overseas this summer. They sacrificed much in order to take their place in the story God is writing of His glory among the nations. Well, they "sacrificed" in the world's terms anyway. I'll update again soon with some of their incredible stories, then you tell me if it was much of a sacrifice. Once again, let me reiterate that I LOVE MY JOB!
Since we're talking about quotes, I have to share my new favorite: as Mr. Miyagi once said, "Never trust a spiritual leader who can't dance." That's what I'm talking about.
What did that guy just say? We laughed and repeated the story...over and over again all weekend. We're pretty much still baffled at what-in-tarnation that comment meant. Was it the beer he had for breakfast speaking? Was he just a local who likes to say weird things to tourists? Haven't a clue! Can you shed any light? (He did, however, look a lot like Captain Jack!)
Anyhow, such was the scene at New Smyrna Beach this weekend while Lauri, Joe, and I enjoyed lunch at Breakers overlooking the water. Yeah, think about it and wish you were there. It was fantastic.
I seriously contemplated never coming home.
The beach was our escape after a busy week at PI debriefing 87 amazing students who served overseas this summer. They sacrificed much in order to take their place in the story God is writing of His glory among the nations. Well, they "sacrificed" in the world's terms anyway. I'll update again soon with some of their incredible stories, then you tell me if it was much of a sacrifice. Once again, let me reiterate that I LOVE MY JOB!
Since we're talking about quotes, I have to share my new favorite: as Mr. Miyagi once said, "Never trust a spiritual leader who can't dance." That's what I'm talking about.
Saturday, August 5
Can you please tell me the Story again?
Breakfast meeting - check.
Cleaning rooms - check.
Put together 87 conference folders - check.
details, details, details - check.
...so went the better part of my day today. (yeah, it's Saturday) I'm not quite drowning, but am barely keeping my chin out of the water in my pool called work. With one thing right after the other, I barely get a full night's sleep before the next event, let alone a weekend to recharge.
So, what the heck is all of this for? Why am I killing myself one stress-ball at a time? I asked myself this question on the way home from work today.
My thoughts first turned to Pratt's sermon last Sunday at St. Pauls. He pointed out one of the worst handicapp's of the American church - you know those famous declarative words "all men....are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights, among them the life, liberty, and pursuit of happiness." It's in our American DNA that we have rights, for goodness sake! And we deserve happiness! And we deserve to do things our way so that we ensure that happiness.
This aspect of my American persona, however, diametrically contradicts the teachings of Christ. You are not your own, you were bought at a price - 1 Cor 6. Whether we live or die, we belong to the Lord - Rom 14. Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit - Phil 2. As a prisoner of the Lord, then, I urge you to live a life worthy of the calling which you have received - Eph 4. It's all over the place in Scripture!
So, really, my idea of happiness is not the standard by which all things are measured. (newsflash!) I belong to a great God who is orchestrating my life according to His glorious riches, as different as they are from mine.
Great. Another thing to do. My task-oriented self adds #3782478 to the checklist: Realign my priorities with Christ's.
These thoughts and emotions exhausted me, so after praying about them with my roomie this afternoon, I decided it was time for a nap. Two hours later, as I was coming out of my coma, I heard the Lord whisper "Bec, it's so much better than that. Stop doing and just sit with me a while." In His gentle way, He reminded me of His Scripture that I've read this week.
Still reveling in the prophets after my Isaiah-Malachi seminary course this spring, I studied Habakkuk earlier this week and found an honesty I could connect with. Habakkuk cried out to the Lord - how long must the unjust triumph? The Lord responds that justice is on the way! And Habukkuk answers...you call this justice? Apparently the Babylonians slamming Israel and taking them into captivity is not what Habakkuk had in mind. But an assuring word from the God of all gods renewed the promises Habakkuk knew to be true in his soul and enabled him to truly say, "Do it again, Lord! Renew your deeds in our day! And whatever happens in the meantime - I'm with you."
Then I started through the book of Acts and was amazed at Peter's teaching in the Temple in chapter 3. This is just after Pentacost, just after the Ascension, and I read this chapter twice last night simply amazed at Peter's grasp of the Gospel! He quotes Moses and the prophets, presenting Jesus as the completion of all the promises in the Old Testament and the covenant, challenges people to repentance, and declares that a time will come when God will "restore everyting as promised long ago through his holy prophets."
Before you think I'm rambling, let me tell you why my heart is singing...God is writing a story. It's a grand story that spans across millenia from the beginning of time - through the prophets - through some very dark times (see Habakkuk) - gloriously personalized in Christ's life, death, and resurrection - sustained by the Holy Spirit thoughout generations upon generations - and one day fully restored and completed by our Warrior-King.
And -now for the best news- I'm part of this story!! I'm so "in." It's not just about me wanting my happiness, or me slaving for Christ. It's about living out the Story, loving my role in the Story, hanging out with the Author of the Story, and enjoying every minute of this adventure.
God had to remind Habukkuk of the Story and encouraged Habukkuk to hold on tight and press on. (that guy needs a nickname) Peter reminded the Israelites of the Story and encouraged them to jump in. And oh! how I need to be reminded of the Story again and again and again! All of *this* that I get so easily caught up in is nothing without the eternal perspective my Father offers. My stubborn hearts needs a refresher course in that eternal perspective about every other minute.
"Hey, kid. I'm not done with my Story yet. Wanna be a part of it? Wanna hop up here and see what I'm doing? I'll give you a sneak peak: I win. And here's a tip: Live in the adventure of my Story and you'll have the time of your life."
Yo Readers...tell me about your chapter in this Story and remind me of what He's up to!
Cleaning rooms - check.
Put together 87 conference folders - check.
details, details, details - check.
...so went the better part of my day today. (yeah, it's Saturday) I'm not quite drowning, but am barely keeping my chin out of the water in my pool called work. With one thing right after the other, I barely get a full night's sleep before the next event, let alone a weekend to recharge.
So, what the heck is all of this for? Why am I killing myself one stress-ball at a time? I asked myself this question on the way home from work today.
My thoughts first turned to Pratt's sermon last Sunday at St. Pauls. He pointed out one of the worst handicapp's of the American church - you know those famous declarative words "all men....are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights, among them the life, liberty, and pursuit of happiness." It's in our American DNA that we have rights, for goodness sake! And we deserve happiness! And we deserve to do things our way so that we ensure that happiness.
This aspect of my American persona, however, diametrically contradicts the teachings of Christ. You are not your own, you were bought at a price - 1 Cor 6. Whether we live or die, we belong to the Lord - Rom 14. Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit - Phil 2. As a prisoner of the Lord, then, I urge you to live a life worthy of the calling which you have received - Eph 4. It's all over the place in Scripture!
So, really, my idea of happiness is not the standard by which all things are measured. (newsflash!) I belong to a great God who is orchestrating my life according to His glorious riches, as different as they are from mine.
Great. Another thing to do. My task-oriented self adds #3782478 to the checklist: Realign my priorities with Christ's.
These thoughts and emotions exhausted me, so after praying about them with my roomie this afternoon, I decided it was time for a nap. Two hours later, as I was coming out of my coma, I heard the Lord whisper "Bec, it's so much better than that. Stop doing and just sit with me a while." In His gentle way, He reminded me of His Scripture that I've read this week.
Still reveling in the prophets after my Isaiah-Malachi seminary course this spring, I studied Habakkuk earlier this week and found an honesty I could connect with. Habakkuk cried out to the Lord - how long must the unjust triumph? The Lord responds that justice is on the way! And Habukkuk answers...you call this justice? Apparently the Babylonians slamming Israel and taking them into captivity is not what Habakkuk had in mind. But an assuring word from the God of all gods renewed the promises Habakkuk knew to be true in his soul and enabled him to truly say, "Do it again, Lord! Renew your deeds in our day! And whatever happens in the meantime - I'm with you."
Then I started through the book of Acts and was amazed at Peter's teaching in the Temple in chapter 3. This is just after Pentacost, just after the Ascension, and I read this chapter twice last night simply amazed at Peter's grasp of the Gospel! He quotes Moses and the prophets, presenting Jesus as the completion of all the promises in the Old Testament and the covenant, challenges people to repentance, and declares that a time will come when God will "restore everyting as promised long ago through his holy prophets."
Before you think I'm rambling, let me tell you why my heart is singing...God is writing a story. It's a grand story that spans across millenia from the beginning of time - through the prophets - through some very dark times (see Habakkuk) - gloriously personalized in Christ's life, death, and resurrection - sustained by the Holy Spirit thoughout generations upon generations - and one day fully restored and completed by our Warrior-King.
And -now for the best news- I'm part of this story!! I'm so "in." It's not just about me wanting my happiness, or me slaving for Christ. It's about living out the Story, loving my role in the Story, hanging out with the Author of the Story, and enjoying every minute of this adventure.
God had to remind Habukkuk of the Story and encouraged Habukkuk to hold on tight and press on. (that guy needs a nickname) Peter reminded the Israelites of the Story and encouraged them to jump in. And oh! how I need to be reminded of the Story again and again and again! All of *this* that I get so easily caught up in is nothing without the eternal perspective my Father offers. My stubborn hearts needs a refresher course in that eternal perspective about every other minute.
"Hey, kid. I'm not done with my Story yet. Wanna be a part of it? Wanna hop up here and see what I'm doing? I'll give you a sneak peak: I win. And here's a tip: Live in the adventure of my Story and you'll have the time of your life."
Yo Readers...tell me about your chapter in this Story and remind me of what He's up to!
Monday, July 31
Alan's 40th
For my PI cronies - especially those around the world - you'll like this post.
Alan is 40!
So his family had planned this big surprise party about a week after his birthday. James and Lauren were not going to be in country for the surprise, so they decided to celebrate with Alan and a small gathering of friends - and, you know, throw him off the scent of any kind of surprise.
Next thing you know....in true PI Mobilization fashion....we've got a large 80's/Superman/karaoke party happening. Yes, folks, that's a Superman cake with Superman plates and napkins, the whole gang dressed like the 80s bringing pics and yearbooks from the 80s, with some crazy-alan-karaoke in the background. As Sarah P would say - it was off the hizzle!
I know you're dying to see this...just hold on...
the guest of honor
Lauren and her side-ponytail (btw, baby #3 on the way!)
whoa, yeah! Lauri gets the best-dressed award!
but Chloe was not to be out-done...(give her props for the crimped hair)
Diana and I...what you're missing here, though, is my pointy flats with white socks (imagine it!)
John, what were you singing here? too bad the 80s was a smidge earlier than John's goth days
Zoe stole the mic from Lauren and really was singing "Purple Rain"
"Turn around - every now and then I get a little bit lonely and you're never coming round..."
Happy Birthday Alan!
Alan is 40!
So his family had planned this big surprise party about a week after his birthday. James and Lauren were not going to be in country for the surprise, so they decided to celebrate with Alan and a small gathering of friends - and, you know, throw him off the scent of any kind of surprise.
Next thing you know....in true PI Mobilization fashion....we've got a large 80's/Superman/karaoke party happening. Yes, folks, that's a Superman cake with Superman plates and napkins, the whole gang dressed like the 80s bringing pics and yearbooks from the 80s, with some crazy-alan-karaoke in the background. As Sarah P would say - it was off the hizzle!
I know you're dying to see this...just hold on...
the guest of honor
Lauren and her side-ponytail (btw, baby #3 on the way!)
whoa, yeah! Lauri gets the best-dressed award!
but Chloe was not to be out-done...(give her props for the crimped hair)
Diana and I...what you're missing here, though, is my pointy flats with white socks (imagine it!)
John, what were you singing here? too bad the 80s was a smidge earlier than John's goth days
Zoe stole the mic from Lauren and really was singing "Purple Rain"
"Turn around - every now and then I get a little bit lonely and you're never coming round..."
Happy Birthday Alan!
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