One day more. . .

Motherhood as a Missionfield

2012-01-30T00:04:00.000-05:00

Clearing out my blogger drafts, I came across this article. Very much worth the time it takes to read it. Sometimes we forget that we are very much missionaries no matter where we are or how glamorous is our work.

Joy Dare: Days 22-29

2012-01-29T23:50:00.001-05:00

What better way to start a week than listing His gifts? Blessings on you this week, friends, as you look for His gifts with a thankful heart.

#66. cool cloth bringing relief to this aching head just when it need it the most.
#67. plans going awry, but everything comes together perfectly in the end.
#68. freshly washed clothes when the drawers become empty. so thankful for this convenience.
#69. the assurance of his sovereignty, i can't see it yet but it is all for a reason and it'll work out in the end.
#70. freedom from the shackles of fear, i know the future is in His hands.
#71. sanctification...need i say more?
#72. the blue eyes of the little one I get to cradle in my arms.
#73. clorox wipes, a fantastic tool to create a sparkling bathroom.
#74. blue flowers dancing along the dishes, a little bit of beauty to lighten up an everyday item.
#75. a book lent by a friend, encouraging and teaching just what one needs to hear.
#76. a wonderful sale glimpsed in the corner of the eye.
#77. perfect necklace to complete an outfit, handed down to me from my grandmother.
#78. being able to hit snooze just one last time.
#79. trying a new recipe, discovering a new favorite.
#80. stars twinkling in the heavens, declaring His glory. how brightly they shine!
#81. her laugh when tickled just so.
#82. leaving late, but arriving just in time.
#83. him showing off his room.
#84. flash bouncing off just right. perfect snapshot to preserve perfect moments.
#85. the friend that makes me laugh so much when we're together.
#86. the friend always ready with the encouraging thought.
#87. the friend that makes any bad day seem better after a short chat.
#88. blessings by laura story playing on the radio, perfect reminder to give thanks for everything.
#89. good morning hugs and kisses.
#90. worshipping Him together, just a glimpse of His glory.
#91. working so hard and enjoying the reward.
#92. laughter echoing through the house as friends and family eat and fellowship together.
#93. sharing food with loved ones, eating the fruits of hard labor.
#94. uncertainty about a new recipe, yet it coming together and turning out so well.
#95. making memories as he prepares to leave the country for a few months.
#96. looking through photos, laughing almost as hard as we did when we took them.
#97. happy planing as i learn that my friend wants to take the same course. Yay!
#98. little ones sitting through church quietly.

Joy Dare: Days 15-21

2012-01-28T15:04:00.000-05:00

running behind, and still not quite caught up, so perhaps two posts this day as we look forward to worshiping Him tomorrow?

#45. perfect ball dress that fits just right.
#46. that little thing that wasn't being used, making someone else so happy.
#47. dish of goodies coming out just perfect, because you never know what will happen when baking.
#48. so much love in the eyes of the new mama and papa.
#49. she getting to go to a debate, her perfect happiness when it all works out.
#50. grandmama holding her first grandbaby.
#51. photos edited by a friend, a small snapshot of the fun we had, bringing a smile to my face
#52. getting lost...thinking how much i need His patience

#53. an unexpected thank you from a little one. little ones learn by imitation - oh that they will pick up the good and not the bad!

#54. His endless grace, always given just when i need it.
#55. that needed reminder of His faithful love towards us, love that i can't even begin to comprehend.
#56. just this, His words, love letters on paper to cherish forever.
#57. someone cleaning that dish i hate to wash. so thankful.
#58. the raining letting up just as i leave the grocery store. yay for not having to unload groceries in the rain!
#59. pumping gas in sc. the price makes me smile. i didn't want to drive down here, but so glad he gave me the gift of finding gas along the route for the perfect price.
#60. getting a text at 4:30 in the morning. what better way to wake up in the middle of the night than for the first picture of your beautiful niece?
#61. holding this little gift for the very first time. babies are such miracles.
#62. uncle love. this little girl has so many relatives that love her so.
#63. flaming colors painting the sky at the death of the day.
#64. holding this little girl for the first time, remembering holding janae and jon for the very first time. so many happy memories.
#65. ink made into circles and lines across the page. not the most beautiful picture, but when the little one says "that's me and you!" it certainly makes you smile and see the beauty in the "ugly".

Joy Dare: Day 8-14

2012-01-15T00:05:00.002-05:00

#22. that moment when His word shines as a lamp in the moment when need it most, when the path is at its darkest.
#23. a reflection of thankfulness - a thank you when you least expect it, from the person from whom you expect it the least, and the joy catches you by surprise.
#24. shadows of things past, reflecting on happy days that bring a smile to ones face.
#25. an unexpected thank you card with a sweet note and gift. what a way to make someones day.
#26. peeking in the oven, and that new recipe has come out rather well. so happy to avoid a potential major disaster.
#27. my brothers and sisters in Christ, eating together, singing together, playing together, learning together, laughing together. precious moments indeed.
#28. cancelling the ball the day before. a sour moment indeed, but such a gift because it worked out so much better. so thankful He worked it all out.
#29. little ones coming up and hugging you, saying "i love you". such a bright spot in a day.
#30. parents that offer guidance that sometimes tastes sweet, sometimes tastes sour, yet always right and for my best.
#31. the sun rising above the horizon. every day a gift, every hour a blessing, every breath a gracious mercy from Him.
#32. a caution light staying lit just long enough for you to squeeze by, such a mercy when one is running late.
#33. finding gas at a fantastic price while the cost begins to rise once again.
#34. a roof above my head keeping me dry.
#35. the beautiful wood floor my parents bought for the kitchen just 'cause I love wood floors.
#36. my sister and younger brother, belting out Les Mis songs with me as we ride in the car.
#37. heat blasting through the vents - so thankful to have heat in my car on blistery days like this.
#38. laughter bouncing off the wall, so happy to see everyone enjoying themselves.
#39. fine music coming together in harmony, sounding so wonderful.
#40. abundance of food thanks to multiple contributes.
#41. so close to paying the musicians the amount mentioned - so grateful for the generous donations.
#42. being reminded through His word how His love never changes. how hard for us to imagine and so comforting to know.
#43. passing by the scene of a car wreck, being reminded how gracious God is every time we get behind the wheel. sometimes we don't think about it until it is taken away.
#44. running late, and discovering everyone else is running late too so it all works out anyway.

Until next week ~ have a wonderful Sabbath, and a joy-filled week!

January Joy Dare: Day 1-7

2012-01-07T22:28:00.000-05:00

#1. good health
#2. the use of my hands and feet
#3. the sight of my eyes
#4. the christmas lights our neighbours put up - makes me smile!
#5. a clean carpet - hard work, but worth it
#6. all this fresh, yummy food - so thankful for the abundance available to me
#7. commenting how delicious the food is, even when one knows it was imperfect
#8. a little boy "reading" a book by himself.
#9. "oh, i get it now." such a happy feeling to hear someone mutter these words after you try to explain a complicated concept.
#10. that bit of writing in a notebook from a year ago, a reminder of how far we've come.
#11. those toys that bring such delight to little faces.
#12. snuggling under a blue comforter with some of my favorite little ones.
#13. One Thousand Gifts, a borrowed gift from a friend. trying to resist underlining nearly every page... ;)
#14. working on this gift of love, a late present, for my newly married couple.
#15. a grinning face, happy, holding a snack in his hand. so good to have him like this again.
#16. a pink and black otterbox cover for my iPad. aren't there many things that are better pink? ;)
#17. ingredients for baked alaska. just waiting to try out this nifty dish on monday!
#18. longing...a reminder that things will change, this too shall pass.
#19. forgiveness so freely given. i need so much of it.
#20. a sinkful of my dirty dishes, washed by my amazing father while i was shopping.
#21. coming down to discover they've already carried in the week's worth of groceries from the car.

A Dare to Joy

2012-01-07T21:54:00.001-05:00

A little behind here, but my New Year's resolution is to make it to one thousand gifts. I didn't get far last year, but with the help of the joy dare, by God's grace I shall certainly seek to make it to at least one thousand gifts this year. Care to join me?

The twofold gift of gifts...

2011-12-22T01:17:00.000-05:00

{It's time for a draft from the past! This seems particularly pertinent, so I have added some conclusions and I hope it still makes sense.}Something I've had to practice lately is submitting myself to be served. Like anyone else, I'm very independent and dislike showing signs of weakness. I'm thankful for those gentlemanly men I know that so readily exhibit chivalry when I need it (and when I don't). I have come to welcome a strong pair of hands that will carry a heavy package, or hold the door open when ones hands are full (and even if they're not). What I have sometimes struggled with is admitting a weakness, a need for help in other areas. When someone asks how they can help it can be difficult to say how much you need a meal, a visit, an extra pair of hands to clean up the house. It feels downright selfish to ask someone to do something for yourself. What I've had to learn is that sometimes we have to open up ourselves to be willing to accept blessings. People don't always know particular needs unless you being attention to it. We can't expect to always be on the giving end and not the receiving. When you see a need, don't wait to be asked, just do it. If someone asks you what they can do to help, be honest and you will be allowing much blessing to both to the giver and the receiver.

The safest place in the world...

2011-12-20T00:53:00.005-05:00

When the hurting becomes too much, sometimes all we can do is stumble into His arms. Wash me with your healing water, grant me the strength to go on, send me your wisdom. I can't do this on my own.

Counting...

2011-12-01T23:49:00.001-05:00

I'm so tired of this crazy life, living mostly at the hospital and just a bit at home. Hurrying to get there before the doctors round. Wanting answers where there is none. Yet in the midst of this rain I can find a multitude of reasons to dance, a thousand ways to brighten the day of others. There's a family down the hall that's been here nine weeks while we've been here one. We share our muffins with the security guard. We hang lights and decorate the hospital room for Christmas, hoping this will be one holiday we can celebrate at home. My brother plays games with one of the other patients here. Jon can eat whatever he wants, we no longer have to hide it, spell it out, or tell him no when he asks for it. Sometimes someone brings us a homemade meal and we enjoy the short break from food prepared at home in a hurry and cafeteria food. If we look hard enough, even the darkest cloud will contain a glimmer of silver lining if I will focus on the light.

2011-10-17T23:52:00.001-04:00

I'm aching, but I don't know why.I'm crying, but for no reason I can see.I'm missing people, but I haven't even met them.I'm homesick, but for places I've never been.I'm discontent, but the world is full of His goodness.I'm lonely, but surrounded by people.I'm tired, but I haven't done anything.I'm certain I'm understanding, but there are more questions than answers.

breaking

2011-09-20T00:36:00.000-04:00

Music, swirling all around, delighting the senses, expressing my heart's song. And it's breaking me.

Mercy, undeserved, unreservedly poured into a imperfect vessel. And it's breaking me.

Beauty, the canvas of the world, the palette of colors singing to me, the mountains calling, the rivers dancing around me, all singing to me of His beauty. And it's breaking me.

It's breaking off the stone encapsulating my heart, making room for more beauty and grace, creating holes only He knows how to fill.

what if. . .

2011-09-13T18:44:00.000-04:00

We pray for blessings
We pray for peace
Comfort for family, protection while we sleep
We pray for healing, for prosperity
We pray for Your mighty hand to ease our suffering
All the while, You hear each spoken need
Yet love us way too much to give us lesser things

'Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights
Are what it takes to know You’re near
What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise

We pray for wisdom
Your voice to hear
And we cry in anger when we cannot feel You near
We doubt Your goodness, we doubt Your love
As if every promise from Your Word is not enough
All the while, You hear each desperate plea
And long that we'd have faith to believe

'Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights
Are what it takes to know You’re near
And what if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise

When friends betray us
When darkness seems to win
We know the pain reminds this heart
That this is not, this is not our home
It's not our home

'Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
And what if a thousand sleepless nights
Are what it takes to know You’re near
What if my greatest disappointments
Or the aching(s) of this life
Is the revealing of a greater thirst this world can’t satisfy
And what if trials of this life
The rain, the storms, the hardest nights
Are Your mercies in disguise

~Blessings by Laura Story

Sometimes I forget that blessings can come in all shapes and disguises. This is one of the few songs that speaks to me so deeply that I feel like crying whenever I hear or listen to it.

does it ever happen to you?

2011-09-03T01:17:00.001-04:00

Reaching. Straining every muscle to reach the prize, that piece of happiness so tantalizingly near. Grasping, almost within reach. Close enough that I have no doubt that dream is truely mine. I ca. not foresee any reason it will not be in my grasp. Then the ladder is kicked out from under me. A broken soul laid bare by the cold cruel earth. My spirit is crushed, broken into a hundred pieces. What a twist, what a cruel trick to play. It was never mine. A dream that now must dissolve into a vapor for it will never be.

The dance

2011-08-20T16:48:00.001-04:00

The friends, the laughter, the music swirling through the air. Playfully poking fun at one another when we forget a step. The notes that force our feet to move, keeping them from standing still, calling us to join in the fun. The bits of conversations as we make patterns with our feet. We end up back where we started, for it is not so much the destination as the journey (unless you get hopelessly lost and ruin the dance). I don't know what it is, but there is something there that keeps one coming back for more. You can come every week and never tire, always counting the days until the next time. The dance, that unique marriage of music and step, there's nothing like it. There is something here, perhaps just a small glimpse of the larger dance of which we are a part.

Freedom

2011-08-02T20:56:00.000-04:00

In the corner of her eye, a waterfall is forming. She is weary. Her heartsong has become a whispered lament. She seeks to take refuge in a secret place, hidden from the cares of the world, from the hurt and the pain and the anguish. She runs fast and hard, but no matter how hidden the place she hides or how far she travels, it is always right behind, haunting her every step and stealing every happiness. Collapsed in a corner, the weight is nearly unbearable as it presses in and threatens to crush her. These chains cannot be shaken. This burden cannot be loosed. There is only One that has the key that will fit the locks. He is ready and willing to help, but He waits for the willing heart. Run to Him, dear child, and He will free you.

Perseverance

2011-08-02T20:41:00.003-04:00

Tired and weary, the lonely soul continues on. Thirsty, exhausted, threadbare, with no oasis in sight. Straight and narrow the seemingly endless road stretches on and on and on. Everything says to turn back, to give up hope. But the soul trudges on, for in her hand is a love letter, written promises of something better that are just out of sight, signed by the One that loves her dearly. She just has to trust, to believe, to continue on, to persevere.

The Silence is Broken!

2011-08-01T12:50:00.001-04:00

My, my...it has been awfully silent on here for the past month. Perhaps because the past few weeks have been intensive, to say the very least. And there are two more weeks left before some respite, recharging, and reorganizing.

The pain, hurt, tears, frustrations, heartache: it is preparing us for something, something better. Suffering is often what prepares us for joy. The mountains wouldn't exists with the valley, those places of vision, in between. It's the bad days that cause me to become even more thankful for the good days, and for the daily outpouring of mercy and grace from above that overflows an undeserving vessel.

Best days of our lives

2011-07-04T19:04:00.000-04:00

#80-104

a tidy house awaiting a special guest
the smile of a friend as she runs up to greet you
long conversations in person
walks on the beach
going down sliding rock together
the exchanged looks when something is funny
plans going almost smoothly
A well-timed visit of the holder of a key that lets us in to a locked building
happy faces at dance
trying out the new sound system
live banjo and guitar music
water fights in the ocean
singing along to broadway songs while walking on the beach
evenings on the beach, when the breeze kisses your face as you sit on the cool sand
being able to stand at the foot of a waterfall with the wind gently whispering in your ear and the cool mist swirling all around
finally acheiving the exact shade of paint you want
finding someone with a wet saw to borrow
cut pieces coming together just right
chuckles from Jon
forgiveness, time and time again
sweet compliments from friends
"You Are Loved" playing while grocery shopping
Gnomeo and Juliet in the car while travelling
laughing at Julian Smith videos together

The tie that binds

2011-06-26T23:33:00.000-04:00

"That which we have seen and heard we proclaim also to you, so that you too may have fellowship with us; and indeed our fellowship is with the Father and with his Son Jesus Christ." - 1 John 1:3

Fellowship. It's a word we use a lot. We speak of the great fellowship we had with someone. Of the fellowship within our churches. But of what are we speaking? Simply being together and enjoying one another's company?

Think of it with the analogy of a sport's team. The team's goal is to win. That doesn't mean that they can't have fun together, or enjoy being in each other's company. It means that being together isn't their goal. They can't meet each week and have spend time together talking and expect to win the championships. They can do those things, but their goal is to win the game and so preparing and drilling for the game must take first priority.

Fellowship is having a common purpose, a goal that you are mutually working toward. Fellowship with the saints is a body of believers with one common purpose: to glorify God. While it is wonderful to think of being joined together with so many others with a shared purpose, what really "takes the cake" is that we have been invited to fellowship with God. We were chosen by God and have been united with Him to glorify His name. What an amazing God we serve. Thank you, Father, for inviting me to fellowship with You.

Sometimes I wonder...

2011-06-25T01:24:00.000-04:00

What is the exact line between gossip and information? If someone asks directly about it, where is the line between answers and slander?

What level of influence do different occurences in a person's life have in the formation of personality, likes and dislikes? Are certain personalities born at certain times of the month?

How does it ever occur that two people like each other mutually? I've befriended people that don't return the interest. Even with mutual likes or what-not, it seems a miracle to me when one has a mutual friendship or two people fall in love with each other.

What is it that causes us to wake up happy or sad? Why do some days we feel motivated for no particular reason we can express, and others, depressed?

Why am I an INTJ/ISTJ? How can I use my personality to glorify Yahweh and further Christ's Kingdom? How can I bless others through these particular traits?

What can I/am I doing to hasten the Kingdom and spread the supremacy of God in all things?

You are loved...

2011-06-25T00:38:00.000-04:00

What is it about a cool, gentle breeze that makes it feel like a kiss from God?

How can certain songs penetrate the depths of your soul, putting feelings into words?

Why does such an undeserving wretch receive such an outpouring of heavenly love?

Sometimes it's the little things...

2011-06-20T22:06:00.000-04:00

#60-#79

songs that make me smile as song as I hear them start playing.
His faithfulness, especially when I'm not.
chats with a friend.
young ladies I'm surrounded by that have such powerful passion to serve Christ. they encourage me just by living.
hope of a free from pain when emotional and bodily aches seem to never end.
love letters from God.
the smell of rain.
shared moments with family, knowing that as we all grow older these moments will be fewer on this side of heaven.
an absolutely amazing father that is a gift from God.
dancing in the rain.
checking things off the never-ending to-do list.
the lovely aroma of the new dish-washing liquid I bought this week.
finally getting the perfect shade of black paint after many mix-ups.
kind customer service that returned items not normally accepted.
learning from mistakes, hopefully to prevent them repeating.
the pure and innocent laughter of a child.
resting in the promises of God.
a young man carrying my heavy dance bin to the car, proving that chivalry is not yet dead.
the smile of a friend.
straightening up in preparation for much-looked forward to visit from a friend.

Fearless

2011-06-14T00:34:00.000-04:00

"Let go." He whispers.

I know I should, but I can't. It's so hard to let go.

"I am here. I will catch you."

I know it in my head, but the battle is still waging in my heart. Myself, my happiness, my well-being, my future - taking all I am, and giving it to Him. Letting go, holding on to nothing but Him. Clutching the cross, trusting Him, serving Him.

But my lists, my plans, my wants...can I let go of them? I know His plans are even better than mine, but does my heart believe it?

All I have to do is let go.

Counting Blessings

2011-06-14T00:27:00.000-04:00

#41-#59 (because I haven't posted this in a few weeks...)

Safe travels there and back again
Sweet times of fellowship
Car discussions
Thought-provoking talks
A signed CD from Michael Card
Home-cooked food
A little boy getting stronger every day
Underlining passages in books
Michael Card music in the car
Smiles on dancer's faces (I love it when people show they're having fun)
Finally dancing Piper and the Penguin
No rain until after the outdoor dancing was finished (but boy did it pour down afterwards!)
Happy dancers in spite of a faulty caller
Seeing friends one hasn't seen in ages
Lights that stay green when you're running late
Getting to church on time
Holding a four week old baby, gazing into those beautiful blue eyes. (I. love. babies.)
Inside jokes shared with those you love
Making plans for a friend's visit

Randomness about one of the best weeks ever...

2011-06-07T22:07:00.000-04:00

Most people that know me have heard me reference my "bucket list" at one time or another. Go ahead and feel free to laugh. ;) My bucket list is really just random little selfish things I think would be incredible fun to do someday (think: camping, backpacking, world travelling, crazy recipes, whatever catches my fancy. ;) ). As a side - a bucket list for me is not a list of things I must do before I die, it is more so a list of self-centered things that I assume I will never do but would if I got the chance. One of those things on my list was to meet Michael Card. He is one of those on my list of inspiration people. His music has some of the best biblical insights I've ever heard, and ministers to me in so many different ways. I always thought it would be incredible to hear him in person, but I never thought it'd be possible. But God is good, and not only did I get to hear him speak, I heard him perform live some of my favorite songs and even had dinner with him! Best week ever? I think so.

Michael Card wasn't the only person that I was interested in hearing. Pastor Trice is one of my favorite speakers to listen to. He shared many good insights over the week, and covered a huge variety of topics/questions quite well. It wasn't until Sunday afternoon that it really hit me - BWSC is over for the year. No more Q&A sessions (one of my favorite parts of the conference). No more fellowship - I think I'm going into social withdrawal. ;) I'm afraid I wasn't as social as I could've been, but I enjoyed catching up with a couple of friends I met last time, and getting to know better some friends that I actually see outside of BWSC. I have this aversion sometimes to making friends that I don't actually get to see in person that often, because online friendships tend to be so superficial, but that's a different topic for a different day. Even after all the goodbyes, it really doesn't sink in for a day or two that it's already over. Four and a half days have never passed so quickly. Three hundred and sixty-five days is long time. Even if I do end up going next year (really just depends on some different variables), as wonderful as it would be it could never be the same as this year because it won't have Pastor Trice and Michael Card. (2011 - MOST EPIC BWSC EVER).

I enjoy listening or participating in discussions on a variety of topics, but I especially enjoy it face-to-face. One of my favorite parts of the conference was the car discussions that happened on the way there and back. I guess it happens so rarely for me to get an opportunity to discuss various issues among my peers that I take particular pleasure in those few times when it happens. The flow of ideas, the different viewpoints, the wisdom of those who have been there...they leave you with something to think about. We are sharpening each other. There are some friends that sharpen me a bit more that others, but I am thankful for the godly friends that Yahweh has brought into my life.

There is something about singing Psalms and hymns in four part harmony with a piano accompaniment that makes my soul soar. Again, perhaps it is because it is something I don't get to do often. I couldn't tell you why or what causes it, just that there is nothing like it. We didn't do a whole lot of singing during the week, but I loved every minute of it. The singing is certainly one of my favorite things about BWSC!

In some ways, I feel like a different person because all these new ideas floating around in my head. It is now when the rubber meets the road. Where you must take what you learn and decide how you will apply it to your life. Some ideas will fall into the pail of the forgotten never to be retrieved. Others will be set aside to age and brought forth at a later time. A few will simmer away on the back burner. One or two will be at your side, constantly changing your ideas and the way you think. Because now that you know, you can't plead ignorance. We are taking what we wrote on paper and translating it into the language of everyday life. I am excited about what God is teaching me and what He has in store for my future!

Something I need to remember...

2011-06-05T23:24:00.001-04:00

I have unanswered prayers
I have trouble I wish wasn't there
And I have asked a thousand ways
That You would take my pain away
That You would take my pain away

I am trying to understand
How to walk this weary land
Make straight the paths that crookedly lie
Oh Lord, before these feet of mine
Oh Lord, before these feet of mine

When my world is shaking
Heaven stands
When my heart is breaking
I never leave Your hands

When You walked upon the Earth
You healed the broken, lost, and hurt
I know You hate to see me cry
One day You will set all things right
Yea, one day You will set all things right

When my world is shaking
Heaven stands
When my heart is breaking
I never leave Your hands

Your hands
Your hands that shape the world
Are holding me, they hold me still
Your hands that shape the world
Are holding me, they hold me still

When my world is shaking
Heaven stands
When my heart is breaking
I never leave You when...

When my world is shaking
Heaven stands
When my heart is breaking
I never leave...
I never leave Your hands

-Your Hands, JJ Heller

Sometimes

2011-05-27T01:48:00.000-04:00

Sometimes the rain of God's blessing is coming down so heavily that you feel your heart about to burst with the glorious fullness. God has been gracious to an undeserving creature. You feel as if you'll drown in all this goodness. Fear begins to creep in, wondering if you'll burst from the happiness. You want to shout praises to God, to sing and dance, to jump for joy, to shout from the rooftops what He has done, to show some sort of thanks for all this amazing grace that you don't deserve. But the words don't come. All you can do is kneel speechlessly before the throne of grace, as you try to find words to express your gratitude. The words don't come, but the song your heart sings - it is enough.

Finding God in Nature

2011-05-27T01:29:00.001-04:00

"God writes the gospel not in the Bible alone, but on trees and flowers and clouds and stars." - Martin

Where do we find God? The answer is, quite literally, right outside your door. The Bible is God's Word, a book of instruction and love letters written expressly for us, but sometimes we forget that God exists outside of the pages of a book. To find the gospel, step outside. Feel the breeze playfully toss the wisps of your hair out of place. Watch the glorious majesty of a thunderstorm, with the trees bowing low and the thunder crashing loud. Spend time with an ant as she forges for food. Examine the complexity of a flower. God isn't contain in the pages of a book, only present when we open it, He is here, all around us. These are His gifts to us. We see His infinite knowledge, His glorious majesty, as we watch the beauty of nature all around us.

Random thoughts on a quote by Ann Voskamp

2011-05-27T01:29:00.000-04:00

"The only man you want to give your life to is one who makes you hunger for Christ, believe in Grace, experience the other-world love of God." - Ann Voskamp

I came across this quote recently on a blog I've started reading. It is a great reminder about what I need to be looking for in a man - not the handsome smile, perfect haircut, particular age, certain looks - but someone that becomes a running mate in the race towards the goal. For the purpose of marriage is not to have someone that gives you flowers on Valentine's Day, but to have that person there sanctifying you, encouraging you, correcting you, turning your face towards Christ, a life partner in your God-given mission. As single women, it is easy to let our emotions run free and become distracted by a handsome face or the right words. Let us instead keep our focus on Christ, and seek to find someone that turns our face towards Him.

Multitude Mondays

2011-05-23T01:03:00.000-04:00

#26-#40

Three year anniversary of adopting Janae. She is such a bundle of energy, she is almost always jumping, dancing or running around, thus my nickname for her is "Tigger". It is beautiful to see the relationship between her and Jonathan, especially when he has been in the hospital. The past three years have flown by, feel like yesterday when I cradled her tiny body in my arms. We named her Janae, for it means "God has answered" or "God's gift". After the heartache of many failed adoptions, we knew God had finally answered our prayers and given us a precious gift. She is a beautiful little lady, and I am excited to watch her grown in her walk with the Lord.

Successful surgery, and a quick recovery.

Only spending overnight in the hospital.

When the building is locked, and the band late to the dance...realizing the multitude of things that can go wrong, but thankful that they don't.

Hearing that friends are safe after a terrible tornado.

34 days until I spend the weekend with a dear friend.

Four days until one of the best weeks the whole year long.

Discovering a drive-in theatre not too far away.

Laughing together with (some of) my family as we watch Gnomeo and Juliet.

Forgiveness from God and others when we fail.

The silly smile of a little man as he signs "I love you".

Finally getting somewhere on an important decision.

Seeing a relevant article on a topic that's been brought to mind.

New mercy from the Lord, every single morning, without fail.

Christian parents that have raised us right.

Overwhelmed by grace

2011-05-16T23:29:00.002-04:00

#11 - #25
Being sent home from the hospital early enough to take our previously planned trip
Leaving on time
A good deal on a gorgeous ball gown
Nap time in the car. Nothing like a few quiet moments while travelling
Finally getting a reservation mix-up worked out, even though it took an hour
Children laughing at the silliest things
Adorable babies at the Orphan Summit. So many cute kids!
Safe travels there and back again
God gave a handsome little man life, has brought him through more than once when he has been close to death. This little man gives joy to those around him, and he can hardly go anywhere without people saying how cute he is. No one would know what all he has been through, for he has had a happy, patient, joyful spirit through it all.
A little boy walking along even when doctors said he wouldn't.
Getting booked for another calling gig.
Just two more weeks!
Forty-five days until I meet a dear friend
Zephaniah 3:17
Thunderstorms. I love listening and simply being in awe in the presence of that tiny taste of His majestic strength.

Men and Mountains

2011-05-14T09:41:00.000-04:00

What are men compared to rocks and mountains?

There is something about mountains that stirs my soul. The beautiful majesty of these towering mounds awakens a breathless awe. The road moves with the mountain - up, down, over and around. The clouds gracefully dance along the peaks, like a fluffy mound of whipped cream on a slice of warm cherry pie. Something about these heights brings me closer to the one that created them. It gives me a sense of my smallness, while telling me of the grandeur of my King. In the shadow of these hills, I stand in awe of my Father and worship Him.

Normal

2011-05-11T23:28:00.000-04:00

Normal. What a conceited word, snobbishly looking down at me in all its normalcy. Sometimes you wish you could be like them, those normal people. The ones with a quiet existence. Nothing out of the ordinary happens to them. But you know, their lives...they must be so boring.

Multitude Mondays

2011-05-09T23:02:00.001-04:00

Multitude Mondays

#1 - #10

A little boy that is getting better.

A large, spacious room with a lovely view and windows that let the sun stream through.

The perfectly timed words of a friend that tell me what I need to hear.

Three very short weeks until five awesome days called BWSC.

Fifty-two days until I see a dear friend in person!

Coming in just sixty cents under the limit for the meal tickets.

Laughter of both the young and old echoing off the walls - after all, it is the best medicine.

Those special women to which God gives children, but especially my own beautiful, amazing mother.

Reassurance that God is in control, even when previous plans are completely shattered.

Learning I'll be an aunt. Even if it was by phone, while driving, and didn't fully sink in right away. I can't wait to meet my niece/nephew!

Randomness

2011-05-07T01:48:00.001-04:00

It hit me - I'm starting turning into the typical blogger, typing random facts that no one particularly cares about or reads. My old-style posts are there, in my head, I just haven't had time to bring them to life. Scary prospect, becoming typical. Mostly because I feel the constant push to become mainstream, and in so many ways I've lost ground (which has been good in certain areas). But I'm changing, I've lost passions I once held, but I'm not sure where they've gone - have they died or are they simply smouldering under the surface and will reawaken when God sees fit. Yet somehow I've changed at least a little into the girl I once would've scorned. Some was maturity, the experience of life, and just growing up. Some was friends that planted the ideas or argued the point. It is frightening, frightening indeed.

I am tired. Physically. Emotionally. Mentally. Simply exhausted. It was a beautiful day spent with friends while seeing a play. I love having shared memories with friends, things to look back on and smile at. I learned today that I am going to be an aunt. It is starting to sink in and I am so incredibly happy. I want to cry tears of joy. Yet there are tears of sadness, for today also brought sad news about a friend. It's like oil and vinegar being shaken together in a jar. I want my little brother to get well. I have hopes and dreams that I wish I could know if they would be fulfilled. I am weary of trying to figure out and plan my future. I'm afraid of making the wrong choice. I wish there was a checklist for my life. That I could find that person that would marry me, if such a man exists. Perhaps a schedule of my life, of what I need to focus on and accomplish when. Or perhaps just a mental rest about decisions made. I know this paragraph, this post, is broken, rambly, and perhaps a bit silly. Congrats if you actually read it, especially to the end.

My trust is ultimately in Yahweh. He is writing my life story, and I can't wait to read it.

Pens and Pencils

2011-05-04T23:04:00.000-04:00

The writing implement of choice can really say a lot about someone. Pen and ink convey confidence, a sense of finality, of no going back. A pencil, on the other hand, gives you the opportunity to go back and change any mistakes, completely erasing the memory of their existence. In one writing course I took in school, a pen was the only thing you could write with. At first I thought it was a stupid rule, I hated not being able to go back and change what I had already written. I did come to realize how good his justification for the rule was - when writing with a pen you are more careful about working through your thoughts before placing them on paper. (Though I still like writing with pencils when I'm having a hard time organizing my thoughts or working on something I feel is important.) But it made me think about God's Word - He has written His Word, His covenant, in pen and ink. It can't be changed. All of it is there for me to see, there isn't going to be something erased or added in when I'm not looking. It makes me extremely grateful for a God that has written His Words and promises in ink.

Circles

2011-05-02T18:09:00.000-04:00

Sometimes you get tired of everybody and everything. Nothing new under the sun becomes a heavy, crushing burden you can't tolerate anymore. The same cycles, the same hurts, the same excuses. And you want to go somewhere far, far away, to lock yourself in a secret tower where no one can ever find you and you can live out your days in peace. But even if you could, very quickly it would become old. The silence would be peaceful, but there would be no laughter, no one to listen or talk to. You wouldn't be hurt, but your heart would be devoid of love and turn to stone. There might be peace, but you certainly wouldn't become more sanctified. What is the point of living - to have a peaceful, comfortable life or to be spreading God's Kingdom and seeking to behind more like Him? So maybe these little daily trials, the small taste of Christ's sufferings, is to make us more like Him, to bring us closer to God, and to glorify His name.

Oh yeah, I have a blog...

2011-05-02T00:25:00.002-04:00

No, I haven't truely forgotten my little corner of cyberspace. It is more a lack of inspiration and limited time spent at an actual keyboard. I still don't have anything in particular to write about, so if you don't like to read rambling now would be a good time to stop. A random post of random things running through my head is better than nothing...at least that is what I hope!

Ron Paul is running for president. While I tend to favor Ron Paul, I'm not sure he is the one that can beat Obama. We need someone young, someone fresh, with Paul's ideals. Who will that be? It's a bit early to tell, but hopefully someone will surface that can help fix the American government.

I'm half-listening to the tv playing in the other room. It is amusing to hear the reporters speculate on and on about what the president is going to announce at 11pm at night. Libya? Security? Talking and talking about nothing. Geraldo mentions Bin Laden and I laugh a little inside. Really? No way, he is either dead and we don't know it or still hiding in a cave. And now, suddenly, in an instant - the unbelievable...Osama bin Laden confirmed dead. History being made as I watch. Living the moment that kids will read about history books. A man responsible for the death of so many has met his end. Ten years and he is gone.
Yet no matter what happens, life around us goes on. Our everyday lives aren't changing. Perhaps a mental rest. Of course, there will much rejoicing in justice being done.

In just five days I get to see Pride and Prejudice on stage! Another item checked off my bucket list. ;) I'm excited about spending some time with cool friends watching some good acting. I love the stage. There is nothing like watching something on stage. It is one of those times that the story truely feels alive and I never want the moment to end. The curtain closing always seems to come too soon, no matter how long they gave been open. In just twenty-nine days is one of the best weeks of the year. Dancing every night, food and fellowship and friends, gifted speakers...it is the week that flies by, that holds so much laughter, so many memories, and so much food for thought. In sixty days I get to spend the weekend with one of my best and closest friends, whom I yet have to meet in real life. Certainly going to be one of the sweetest, most memorable weekends of my life. Much to look forward to and savor.

Isn't it funny how you start something with no idea where it is going? I had no idea the history that would take place during a normal, quiet Sunday. Life is a journey we take one step at a time. Who knows what lies around the next bend? Let's go find out!

Decisions, Decisions

2011-03-29T23:51:00.000-04:00

It's like walking into a huge book store, with bookcases from floor to ceiling, shelves bending under the weight of the wide assortment of books. But you can only choose one, just one, and you must completely finish it before choosing the next. Some will be quick reads, over quickly. Others will take much longer. And that is where I stand: skimming the titles, weighing the choices, wondering which will be the best choice. The decision isn't easy. Once you forward there is no turning back. I try to avoid glancing with envy at those around me that appear firm and confident in their decisions, absolutely certain where they are going. Me? I'm at the end of one chapter of my life, wondering what will happen in the next and pondering what it might hold. Until I finish, only God knows. So I make a choice, grab a book, and squeeze my eyes shut as I turn the page to the next chapter of my life, hoping and praying I made the right choice.

Wandering Feet

2011-03-25T01:15:00.000-04:00

I have what I call "wandering feet". I love to travel. I love to plan. Which means as soon as one trip is over, I'm ready to plan the next. There are so many exciting and exotic places to see, interesting people to meet, new things to try. I want to visit New York, California, Colorado, Missouri, Great Britian, New Zealand, Washington State...a meaningful visit to each of the fifty states, and at least one visit to each continent would be nice, just put it on my tab. Sure, it may never happen, I may end up a pastor's wife in a little town in the south, with just enough money to support us and our eight kids. ;) But hey, it's always fun to dream!

One of the best things about travelling is having a home to return to. Somewhere that everything is familar, where you settle in to your usual routine just as if you had never left your doorstep. But home is not meerly a home with four walls and a roof, it's the people that it holds within. It is the joy of recounting your personal travels to an eager audience, or reminescing about shared memories. Our laughter and our memories are the glue that binds us together. Because no matter where we go, nor how far we wander, wherever those that are closest to our hearts reside will be the most precious spot on this earth.

Wearing Our Masks

2011-03-18T01:00:00.000-04:00

"But our wounds are part of who we are and there is nothing left to chance. And pain's the pen that writes the songs that call us forth to dance" - Michael Card

"...the experiences of our lives, when we let God use them, become the mysterious and perfect preparation for the work he will give us to do." - Corrie ten Boom

I've begun to realize more and more how often we have particular masks we hide behind - myself being no exception. The pain, the tears, the heartache are hidden behind the masks we put on when we go out the door. We're hurting, bleeding to death on the inside. To reveal this to others, even our closest friends, can be painful. It's admitting that we are weak and imperfect. It hurts our pride, especially when it appears that everyone else around us has everything together. If only we realized that so often they, too, are wearing their own masks.

The skeletons in the closet haunt us. Even in the deepest, darkest corner, they are glow like the day, threatening to escape into the open at a moments notice. We are ashamed of what others might think if they saw them and are contantly pushing them deeper into the darkness.

The deep wounds we receive always leave a scar. Sometimes it is noticeable, sometimes it fades over time, and sometimes it simply scabs over until there's an opportunity for it to reopen. None of us can make it through life without procuring at least one of these wounds, and some of us will have many. They are the battlescars of life.

The echoing question is "Why?". Occasionally we will receive an answer, though it is not always immediate. Why is there so much hurt and pain? Why does this have to happen to me? The two quotes I've posted at the top have been comforting in the midst of my pain. There is nothing, nothing, left to chance. God has choreographed the dance of our lives, and perhaps the pain is a necessary warm-up for a glorious moment later on in our lives. Or perhaps, as painful as the moment may be, it is the best way for Yahweh to be glorified through us. It could be the supporting beams of our witness to the world for Christ. We won't always know the purpose behind the pain, but one thing we can do is glorify and exhalt Him no matter what happens. Soli Deo Gloria!

Random Ramblings

2011-03-15T20:21:00.001-04:00

Every year, just about this time, I become terribly sick with spring fever. Everything gets a cleaning or some organizing, and my blog is no exception. As you may notice, whenever the content starts to change so does the name. (If you see anything you hate, or I remove something that you enjoy/use, let me know!) As of late, I've been rambling on more than usual, which has prompted the title change - a shift from dry writing to hopefully a peek into the mercies of God in my day-to-day life. This doesn't mean I won't be starting anymore dicussion or debates (anyone that know me well knows that I'm always up for a good dicussion!), but that posts related more personally to me will be appearing in-between. Hopefully my readers will be able to look past my ramblings and see the glories of my King. As always, to Him alone be the glory!

Sweet Memories

2011-03-14T02:28:00.000-04:00

Memory. It's such a fascinating thing. Our memories are one of the few things that will stick with us for nearly all our lives, the one thing that we can consistently carry (more-or-less) with us through most circumstances. Memory and laughter are also the glue that binds people together. There's a connection you create when you start to spend time with people, stories are lives that will be recounted later on, bringing laughter or tears to those that shared the same experience.

This week was a wonderful time of memory making. I enjoyed the opportunity to attend the Greenville Spring Theological Conference. Originally I was worried that being gone right before the homeschool ball would create problems, but it ended up being the best thing I could've done. Instead of spending three days worrying about ball preparations, I spend three delightful days learning about the Holy Spirit, laughing, and fellowshipping with friends. I'm thankful the Lord worked everything out so that a family was willing to let me tag along. Now I have so many good memories for that week of both fun and serious conversations, random jokes and comments, and shared experiences. I wouldn't change it for the world. The other thing I've made memories of was the homeschool ball. This was the biggest, craziest thing I've ever done, but with the help of the Lord, it was a sucess. God brought all these different gifted people together that really helped me get everything done. I had so much fun before the ball even began, as we laughed and decorated together. Then there was the people helping behind the scenes at the ball, keeping the food trays filled and working the sound. The people way up on my grateful list, though, are those that stayed behind to help put things away after the ball was over, even with the daylight savings time change and living up to an hour away! I was prepared to not leave until after midnight, since I was certain that next to no one would want to stay and put everything away. But Yahweh is good, and blessed me with so many people helping that we were finished up within the hour. I am amazed at the goodness of God, and the selfless people He sent to help me!

Now it is time to move forward. To fill that gap that ball planning used to fill. To prepare for the next big thing. But still, I'll look back and smile when I think about harps and heaven, drink out of a water fountain, sing Psalm 98A, see a lamp post, look at my Narnia quotes and posters, think of Sharon Presbyterian, or when some random memory from the past week suddenly pops into my head. And I'll thank God for His good gifts towards me, because I certainly don't deserve all this.

Rambling Nonsense Induced by Hospital Stays

2011-02-13T01:04:00.000-05:00

Wait, wait and wait some more. I've never really been the most patient person to begin with, but when you're holding a sick loved one with no idea exactly what's going on, it is one of the most difficult things in the world. You can't make cultures grow rapidly. But then when they do finally come back, and things look rather fine, everyone is confused as to exact what is going on. Maybe we'll never know exactly what is going on. But it is a comfort to know that there is one who that know exactly what is going on, and He is overseeing everything.

It is easy to feel discouraged and hopeless. They keep poking and looking, poking and looking, but a decent vein is hard to come by. There are desperate, pleading prayers rising from the bedside. Usually they will end up finding something. If not, I know Someone has a better plan.

I look for wisdom from the doctors, hoping they will know what to do. But when they shrug their shoulders, I realize that wisdom must come from on high. That is where trust must be placed, not in man.

I'm tired of choosing meals, lack of sleep, not being together as a family, missing out on church services, and seeing my baby brother look so skinny. I want to go home, back to regular routines and normal life. But God is working here. How exactly, I don't completely know yet. I may, in fact, never know. One thing I know is that God wrote the poem of my life, and I will excitedly wait for each new step as He leads me closer to Him.

Another Trip Around The Sun

2011-01-03T00:41:00.000-05:00

Reading over my journals from this past year, it's hard to believe that only a year has passed by. It has been a full year, full of both sorrows and joys. Probably more than anything else, it was a year of firsts. I rode in an ambulance. I had my first paid calling gig. I enjoyed my first Greenville conference. I visited breath-taking Lookout Mountain for the first time. For the first, and hopefully last time, I got stuck in a parking lot on a concrete barrier at Covenant College. I watched the first of my siblings get married. For the first time, I was the administering shots. It was my first time staying at the hospital for over a week straight. It was the beginning of the Tummas Dance Group. Of course there was the other highlights like finishing Les Miserables (the book), seeing the play Les Miserables, dancing at Fandango, enjoying food and friends numerous times, finishing my JT400 quilt, and countless other memories that were made over this past year. I spent many lovely hours chatting with my dear friend Hannah, who is always there, willing to talk with me about what's going on and always giving me new ideas and inspiration. I enjoyed getting to know the sweet, godly Londa better through her blog and emails, and looked forward to each long email as she willingly befriended me even though I am several years her senior. I was stretched through Isaiah's blog and our occasional discussions as he helped me see both sides of the issue. I enjoyed getting to know Amy and seeing how well she complements Jason. I had fun going to conference with Jason and all the discussions we were able to have. Then of course there was the late nights Jen and I would spend talking about everything and anything. I met new people through our dance group. There were many good times, but there were many hard times too. That is one thing that Yahweh has really taught me this year - trust. To trust in Him for the future. To trust Him when I worried about my youngest brother. To trust Him when things didn't go the way I wanted. To trust Him in everything - everything. It hasn't always been easy, but by God's grace He has taught me to trust in Him more deeper and fully than I ever have before. As I stand on the edge of 2011, I look forward to (Lord Willing) Greenville, BWSC, surgeries over with, getting medical training, and hopefully hosting Nor'easter, just to name a few. But even more than all that, I can't wait to see what the Lord has in store for me and what He will teach me this coming year as He leads me heavenward.

2010-12-18T21:53:00.000-05:00

I open the blinds. The day is dark and dreary. I glance over at crib to see if its precious cargo is still asleep. I watch him sleeping peacefully and soundly. It is no wonder he is sleeping so well considering everything he went through in the ER last night. Strange how he can quickly drop from good to bad.

This visit started with Jon having breathing problems. He was breathing hard and fast, and it was after-hours, so we were advised to go ahead and take him to the ER. The emergency department can be a scary place. There is much waiting, and plenty if time to wonder when you will be able to go home and how sick he is. If he is sick enough to be admitted, then it will most likely be close to 7am before you will be able to go to bed. You wait - for the next procedure, the next test result, the next doctor to discuss options.

Here in the hospital room is one of the loneliness places to be. You are by yourself with the patient much of the time, left to worry about their condition, until a doctor, nurse, CNA, or other medical personelle come in and draw you - temporarily - out of your ponderings.

You often can't do much else than hold his hand while he cries during a painful procedure. I ponder how difficult and excruciating it must have been for Mary to watch her Son suffering so much, yet only able to stand on the sidelines and watch as He gave up His life.

The single most comforting thought is not that he receives such good medical care (though it is excellent at Levine), but that he is in the best hands possible - Gods. I recognize that it is all in His hands, no matter what the outcome is. So I put my trust in Him and watch Him work all things together for good. No matter what happens, may His name be glorified.

Our All

2010-12-14T01:24:00.000-05:00

Sometimes we may sing or pray about giving God our all. But, do we realize what that really means or are we simply mouthing words that sound good? Giving our all, everything. But do we realize exactly what that means?
There is often one or more areas that we are hesitant to give up, consciously or subconsciously. That one thing that God must give us if we are to love and serve Him - maybe it is a good, reliable job, a spouse, children, or living near one's family. But is our love supposed to be conditional? No! God never signed a contract that grants us our hearts desire if we simply love and obey Him. This is one thing I did not like about the Christian movie, "Facing the Giants". They seemed to portray Christianity as obeying God, and then He will help you to win that football game, bless you with kids, a new car, etc. God does bless us when we obey Him, but we need to be careful that we aren't preaching a false prosperity gospel. He may choose to bless us by giving us our hearts desire. Or, He may replace that with something that is even better for us in the long-run. The truth is that we need to give Yahweh our hopes, our dreams, our desires.
So if we give Christ our all, does that mean our hopes and desires are gone for good once we give them to Him to be filled? No, that is the beauty of it. He sometimes fills our cups with something different than we requested. Other times, He fulfills our desires and fills our cups with exactly what we wanted. There is no secret formula, no password or particular way you must live your life in order to receive exactly the blessing you want from Yahweh. The key is that we give the cup of our lives to Him instead of trying to fill it ourselves. We may make our requests known, but in the end we should be rejoicing in what He has given us no matter what the outcome. Let us praise Yahweh for the good gifts He has given us, whether or not they were what we had desired.
Suffering is not always punishment. Certainly, the Lord will rebuke us and we may experience suffering because of that. Yet we shouldn't be quick to assume that all suffering is a punishment. Sometimes it is simply the refiner's fire that we are being passed through so that our dross may burn away. Nor should we seek to write off all suffering as refinement. The first thing to do is to search our lives and our hearts to see if there is some area that we are not obeying the Lord in. If there is sin, then repent of it, turn away from it, and replace it. But as I said, suffering is not always the direct result of a particular sin, but can be part of our sanctification process. Is is the valley that is the place of vision.
We think it is tough to give up everything that we hold near and dear. But what did Christ do for us? He gave up heaven to be a man. He experienced our pains and our weaknesses firsthand. He didn't have to, we certainly didn't deserve it. Yet, Christ loved us so much that He became man for us. We reviled Him, spit on Him, mocked Him...before we love Him, He gave His all for us. Everything. God held nothing back, but sent His own Son - His Son to die for us. He gave up everything - can we do the same for Him? Can we give up everything during our short time on this earth, in order that He may be glorified?

Countdown to Awesome

2010-12-03T16:40:00.000-05:00

Kevin Swanson, an OPC pastor, is a high octane speaker , a second generation homeschooler, published author, radio personality and director of Generations with Vision, which has a daily radio program heard around the world.

Dr. Gary North - A nationally known speaker on so many topics, will bring us the topic: "College- Running the Gauntlet."

Dr. David Menton from Answers in Genesis, a retired pathologist who will be speaking on the human body and related topics of Creation

Pastor Nathan Trice as our keynote speaker.

And finally, Michael Card, singer- songwriter and Bible teacher will address the area of Christians and the Arts.

Can you say epic?

El Shaddai/I Will Heal Their Land

2010-11-27T16:25:00.000-05:00

I'm closing this series about some of the music I listen to with my all-time favorite artist, Michael Card.

And now our God will dwell with them

The new Jerusalem
And He himself will walk with them
The new Jerusalem
And God Himself will wipe the tears
From every weeping eye
No death, no pain, no mourning cry
And every tear made dry

I'm not certain which should be the title for today's music. I know I heard El Shaddai many times, probably on the radio, years and years ago though I never knew the name of the musician or any of his other works. When I first heard of Michael Card recently, it was through lyrics from I Will Heal Their Land posted on a friend's status on Facebook. Now here's the shocking part, so brace yourselves. I looked up the song and I didn't like it at all. Yup, you read that right. Now after listening to quite a wide range of Michael Card, I realize that it was certainly not the best song to start by which to be introduced to Michael Card. So I wrote him off as in artist I didn't like (though thankfully my mind was changed later!). I can't clearly recall exactly what changed my mind, though I imagine it was probably back when I wrote on the names of God and a friend posted the lyrics to El Shaddai (Hey, at least it gives me someone to blame! ;) ). At least that is the clearest turning point in my mind that I recall. From there, I looked up more of his music and absolutely fell in love. His music simply can not be topped. He is one of the few artists with solid, biblical lyrics. The beauty of his lyrics overcomes anything lacking in the music. If you haven't heard of Michael Card, don't wait another second to listen to his music. Or if you're like me, and didn't enjoy his music previously, I encourage you to give him a second chance. You'll be glad you did.

Conversations

2010-11-27T15:43:00.001-05:00

***Due to "technical difficulties", something happened to the original "Conversations" post. Your mind has not been messed with, this is simply the replacement post***

Sara Groves is another one of those artists that I discovered through my friends. After hearing her mentioned several time through Facebook, I decided to check her out. Handy enough for me, one of my brothers owned her album "Conversations".

Remind me of this with every decision.

Generations will reap what I sow.
I can pass on a curse or a blessing
to those I will never know.

I was listening to Sara Groves before Michael Card, Andrew Peterson, Red Mountain Church. She was probably one of the first "Contemporary Christian" artists I listened to regularly.

This is my anthem, this is my song
The theme of the stories I’ve heard for so long
God has been faithful, He will be again
His loving compassion, it knows no end
All I have need of, His hand will provide
He’s always been faithful, He’s always been faithful
He’s always been faithful to me.

I can't recall what originally drew me to continue listening to Sara Groves. What draws me back is the quiet, meditative lyrics and gentle acoustic background. Though I haven't listened to much outside of "Conversations", the album is just that - it feels like a conversation with Sara Groves, and often times she hits the nail right on the head as to how I feel.

The Stairway

2010-11-17T09:27:00.002-05:00

The flight of stairs climbs higher and higher, or at least so I think, since the exact height is only know by the maker of these stairs. The light in my hand directs my path, but the complete journey is hidden in a mist that sometimes swirls around my feet, and at other times it parts enough to allow me to see many steps ahead. Tightly I cling to the hand that gently leads me upwards. I know the destination, where these stairs will end won't come as a surprise. It is simply the path I will travel that is hidden.

As I step onto the stair that marks my twentieth birthday, I glance back to gaze at where I've been. I ponder these past years and whether they were spent wisely.

I am surprised to see high-school graduation already four years behind me. Four years sounds like a long time until I start looking back at what has happened during that time. Four years just about takes us back to the start of my family's adoption journey. Wow...four years. Sounds like a long time until I glance over at my almost-three-year-old sister and remember, just as if it were yesterday, walking into that room to see and hold her for the first time. I remember the tears as I was at last able to hold a little baby in my arms, knowing that she was my sister and no one could change that. I remember the heartache from different situations that fell through. The disappointments. The waiting. The trusting. It wasn't easy, but God was faithful and He continues to be.

I peer back even further to my early teens. I was a different person then. When I read my journal entries I laugh. Though I enjoyed being the age I was, I looked forward to being 18, 19, and 20 because surely I would be married by then and have my own children. I would be well on my way to visiting all the states. I would be travelling the world, taking trips to Great Britain, Australia, Africa, and who knows where else. I would be a budding actress, a well-known seamstress, or a famous basketball star. My dreams were big and nothing seemed impossible.

I draw my gaze back to the steps that now surround me. I look at the person God has changed me into and feel a wave of thankfulness for His strong hand constantly leading me higher and higher. I still want to travel the world, to get married and have children. But those things are no longer as important to me as they once were. More than anything else, I just want to serve Christ and work to spread the kingdom wherever He places me. I want to be willing to go to Africa or Asheville in order to spread the gospel and make disciples of all nations. I want to see Christ glorified.

I finally turn to gaze forward into the midst. I still can't see where this mighty Hand is leading me, but this I know - wherever I may go, whatever I may become, all the glory goes to Him. May His name be exalted in all the earth!

An Alphabet of Thanksgiving

2010-11-11T21:31:00.003-05:00

Adoption - Both physical and spiritual. I am grateful to God for choosing me to be a part of His family, and for the siblings He has choosen to be a part of my earthly family. Thank you God for adoption!

Brothers - I am thankful for the godly example my brothers set for me. There are always there to help me when I need manly strength. They are extremely generous and lavish gifts upon me and my siblings whatever the occasion. Thank you God for brothers!

Church - God has provided a means of gathering together as a community to worship Him. Thank you God for giving us church!

Daddies - Especially my daddy. He has such a servants heart. He spends much time taking us places we want to go, without murmuring one word of complaint. He'll take time to wash dishes just because. I love my daddy and am so grateful for him. Thank you God for daddies!

Evangelism - God uses us to spread His Kingdom. He gives us this opportunity to spread His love to others. What an immense gift and charge for us. Thank you God for using us for evangelism!

Family - both my amazing family and my family in Christ. My blood family is such a blessing to me, they are crazy and awesome. I love my family so much and am thankful God has given them to me. My brothers and sisters in Christ, you encourage me, cause me to think, and are simply fun to be around. I love you all! Thank you God for the gift of family.
Grace - where would I be without it? Thank you God for grace.

Hospitals - I've seen more of the hospital in the past year than I ever wanted to see. However, I am vastly thankful for the high quality care that my baby brother has received. Without good hospital care, he wouldn't be here. Thank you God for hospitals.

Investment - I have been given the opportunity to work in the lives of those around me, to invest in them and really make a difference in their lives. Thank you God for this gift of investment.

Joy - With the absence of joy, our lives would be very glum indeed. Thank you God for giving us reasons to be joyful.

Knowledge - most particularly, knowledge of God. He has given us His word so that we can know and learn about Him. Thank you God for this knowledge.

Laughter - I love laughter. Because of God's precious gifts to my family, my house is filled with laughter. Thank you God for laughter.

Mothers - in particular, my mother. She is the strongest, godliness woman I know. No one I know would do the things she has done. She is willing to do crazy things for God without worrying what others might think. Thank you God so much for my mother.

Night - without darkness, how could we be thankful for the light? Thank you God for darkness and that it is temporary.

Orchids - just one of the many flowers God has blessed us with. Thank you God for all flowers, including orchids.

Peace - God gives us the gift of peace that surpasses all understanding. Thank you God for giving us your peace in the midst of the fiercest storms.

Quips - because who doesn't like a good one? ;)

Reformation - the reformers risked their lives for the cause of Christ. Where would we be without them? Thank you God for the reformers and the Reformation.

Sisters - I am so thankful for my two sisters. Jen and I have our differences - a lot - but I wouldn't exchange it for anything. I love to see Janae grow from a tiny baby into a little lady. When she begs for her Bible story, it makes me smile and my heart glad. She loves to pray for her family and is careful not to leave herself out. I love my sisters so much. Thank you God for sisters.

TULIP - the easiest way to explain Calvinism. ;)

Unity - that even in the midst of our differences, we can unite together for Christ and the Kingdom.

Valiant - thank you God for valiant people fighting for your Kingdom.

Winter - as with night, if it wasn't for winter we wouldn't appreciate the new life and warmth of spring. Thank you God for winter.

Xmas - the celebration of the incarnation of God. Thank you God for sending us your son!

Yahweh - I am thankful that Yahweh choose me to be his child, that He is my God, and that He has given me the privilege to serve Him with my life, my all. Thank you, Yahweh, for making me your child.

Zoology - because I couldn't think of anything else... ;)

If I Get Murdered in the City...

2010-11-10T23:33:00.002-05:00

We're walkin' in to the fields.
We're walkin in to the forest.
The moon is before us.
Up above
We're holdin' hands in the rain
S-sayin' words like I love you
D-d-d'you love me? Yeah...

If you live in the Charlotte area, you've most likely heard of the Avett Brothers. Once again, I was familiar with the name due to seeing it mentioned on Facebook (see a pattern here?). How I actually started listening to them was through my oldest brother. I think it was the Second Gleam from which he played a few songs for me that he thought I'd enjoy. He was quite right!

So you want to be in love like the movies
But in the movies they're not in love at all
And with a twinkle in their eyes
They're just saying their lines
So we can't be in love like the movies

The Avett Brothers have an interesting mix of music that can be folksy or rock. I don't usually listen to genres like rock, but the Avett Brothers have a unique sound that I don't mind listening to. From Kick-Drum Heart to Love Like the Movies, I have to admit they have some great tunes. They are originally from Concord, so it's like supporting local talent. ;)

Fireflies

2010-11-05T10:26:00.000-04:00

"When hygienists leave on long vacations/That's when dentists scream and lose their patience"

Many people are probably surprised when they learn that I listen to Owl City. I'm pretty particular about the music I listen to, so you know there has to be a good reason why I would even consider listening to Owl City. Originally, I had no choice but to listen to it as my younger sister discovered him and started playing the music. (I won't even get into the music battles the two of us have...). The heavy background is not something that I usually enjoy, and if the lyrics were any different I wouldn't have given it a second listen.

"Golf and alcohol don't mix/And that's why I don't drink and drive"

The lyrics are the absolute best part about Owl City. I love to hear plays on words, so listening to this music always makes me smile. Like dessert eaten too often, or too large of quantities, so is this type of music. It's more of a fun, once-in-a-while 'treat'. If I listen to it, it's because I either need something to make me smile, or I'm tired and I need something to keep me awake while I work. Or my sister is blasting it...again. ;) It makes no sense at all, but is guaranteed to bring a smile to my face. So if you enjoy a good play on words and need something fun to listen to once in a while, try some Owl City.

Dancing in the Minefields

2010-11-04T20:54:00.003-04:00

I've decided to write about some of my favorite artist as a writing exercise. It'll be fun to put into word why I like the artists I listen to (at least that's what I'm hoping!). The title will be the first song I can remember listening to by the particular artist that I write about.

Well ‘I do’ are the two most famous last words
The beginning of the end
But to lose your life for another I’ve heard is a good place to begin
'Cause the only way to find your life is to lay your own life down
And I believe it’s an easy price for the life that we have found

To start out with, I introduce to you Andrew Peterson. I had a couple different friends post his song, Dancing in the Minefields, on Facebook. Soon afterwards I heard a couple different recommendations of his latest album, Counting Stars. I liked what I heard, so I bought Counting Stars. I was pleasantly surprised at how well I liked his music. I enjoy the quiet, acoustic sound and meaningful lyrics. Occasionally there is a "yeah" or what-not that could have been filled with much better lyrics, but that is a minor caveat for me. His music isn't just something that is fun to listen to, but has meaningful lyrics to accompany the lovely acoustic sound.

Like my fathers I am looking for a home
Looking for a home beyond the sea
So be my God and guide me
Till I lie beneath the hills
Then let the great God of my fathers
Be the great God of my children still

The sad part is that he has been around for quite a while, so he has many, many, many albums out there. Sometime I will try to explore his other works, but for now I'm enjoying "Counting Stars". If you haven't heard his music, look him up and check him out. You'll be glad you did.

Home...Where Is It?

2010-11-03T00:29:00.000-04:00

We've all heard the saying, "Home is where the heart is". Is it simply a nice saying that makes us feel tingly inside, that we embroider on cushions and hang on the walls of our homes? If you think about it, where you heart, your passion is, that is where your energy is centered. It is what you are always working for, the reason for which you slave away in the mire. Why? So that you can return to that happy place you love and where those you love are. But as Christians, where is our true home? Not the structures made of brick and mortar or sticks and mud, but our eternal home.

Oftentimes we refer to ourselves as pilgrims in the land, strangers on a journey to another place. It's true, we pilgrims journeying here on earth for a short while, but if you think about it, you could say that about all humankind. The difference is our destination, the places our hearts lie, our eternal home.

When life knocks us down, when we are overcome with struggles, when the troubles of the world weigh down on us, Christians look forward to heaven, that place of no tears and no pain. But to be honest, sometimes I think we idolize it too much, focous too much on heaven and not enough on our work that God has given on earth. We think of heaven as a place where we will have to work no longer, where will sit around on clouds all day, playing harps and singing praises to God. Now, singing praises to God is not wrong, but I don't think that's all we'll be doing all eternity. Think about the garden before the fall. Adam worked in the garden - yes, worked! He wasn't sitting around all day doing nothing. The difference is that after the fall, sin entered the picture and made everything much, much harder. I imagine that heaven will be much like the pre-fall Garden of Eden. We'll be glorifying Yahweh through the works of our hands. I think it was C.S. Lewis who painted the picture of heaven as something similar (I only wish I could remember which book it was in!). Imagine praising Yahweh for all eternity, working for him without the added toil of sin!

My admonition is for you to seek to have a biblical view of heaven. Yet while looking forward to that life without the struggle of sin, don't neglect the work you have here and now to accomplish for Christ and His Kingdom. May God speed you on your way as you toil for Him!

Kids and College

2010-09-29T11:30:00.001-04:00

I've been thinking a bit about this, so here I am writing about it again. :)

Today the common expectation is for a child to graduate high school and then immediately pack their bags and head off to college. Occasionally you´ll run into those who have chosen a different route to further their education, but they are few and far between. Do we ever stop to question why? For what purpose are we being indoctrinated for four years under someone else´s teaching? Don´t get me wrong, I´m not against college. Sometimes it is required for the field one wishes to pursue. Many times it is done just because that is what is expected. We need to consider both the benefits and the risks.

It costs a large fortune to attend a college. It is a cost that I myself can justify. If what I truly desire is to be a stay-at-home wife and mother, why should I create that much debt to carry into marriage? A degree is nothing more than a very expensive piece of paper. Just about everyone has one these days so it isn´t something that differentiates you from the next guy (or gal). I´m not saying degrees are bad, simply that the traditional route is a very expensive way to get one. Something that I think everyone should at least consider is CollegePlus! or a similar program. Through distance learning, the college expenses are drastically reduced. If at some point I end up pursuing a degree, CollegePlus is how I would earn it.

Now, what about the quiver and arrows analogy? If the kids are being kept at home, how are you making a mark on the world for His kingdom? I think how you answer this question depends on how exactly you view missions. For some, serving our families are the ´front lines´ while for others, it may be serving the Lord in another country. Both can make a phenomenal difference for the Kingdom. I don´t think it is so much where you are serving as how. We can make a difference for the Kingdom no matter where we are. Now for young men, one expects them at some point in their early twenties to take initiative to start their own homes (whether that means marrying or living on their own is and entirely different topic). For young women, I think they can and should take the opportunity to serve at home in their own families until marriage (and if they´re called to singleness that´s another topic for another day). No, that doesn´t mean they are ´stuck´ at home all day, it is simply the springboard they use for ministering to those around them. It doesn´t mean one is limited to service in their own family, but that the family is the starting point.

So there is a few of my broken thoughts on the topic. I know not everyone agrees with me, so I look forward to discussing this further in the comments. :)

Skirts

2010-09-28T20:00:00.000-04:00

A question I am regularly asked is, "Why do you wear skirts all the time?". Wearing skirts is so second nature to me that I am usually thrown off-guard and end up stammering out some sort of response that probably doesn't make any sense. This post is for those who have asked me that question and received an unsatisfactory answer, or for those who haven't been brave enough to ask me yet. ;)

I haven't always worn skirts. Growing up, skirts and dresses were what I wore to church, not something put on every day. I never gave it a second thought. However, I remember one day when my mother listened to a S.M. Davis tape on modesty, and announced that we were going to start wearing skirts and dresses more. My response was something along the lines of "never in a million years". I was probably around seven years of age or so, and had quite a stubborn streak (which I'm sure has worn off after all these years. Haha!). Was this my "turning point", so to speak? Far from it. I don't think I could pick one particular moment, one article, one book that suddenly changed my mind. It was a very slow, gradual process. So much so, that I was rather shocked when I looked back and realized that I had become my own worst nightmare. :) It was a very gradual shift in focous that really embodies how much people can change because of the influence of what they read and the people they spend time with.

Well, that gives you a bit of history, but doesn't really tell you exactly why I wear skirts all the time. It's actually quite simple, really. I like skirts better than pants. Yep, that's it! Now, I admit when I first made the switch to skirts-only, I was tempted to feel like I was better than "those girls" that felt more comfortable in jeans. There is a temptation on both sides to feel like they are better than the other. I'm not condemning those that find pants more comfortable. That's your personal decision, just keep in mind that it doesn't make you any better than the next girl.
Now the gals in the skirts-only camp will argue that skirts are more feminine. For the most part that is true. Skirts are naturally more feminine, even the uglier ones. However, I can't say that wearing pants makes you look like a man. There are plenty of feminine styles of pants out there, and many lovely, feminine outfits. But just as some people don't like brussel sprouts, I personally don't like wearing pants.

Is a skirt more modest than pants? They can be. But then, there are pants that are miles more modest that some skirts I seen. Whatever you choose when you look at your closet in the morning, careful attention should always be paid to modesty. Is this too low, too tight, too thin, too short? Most especially, attention should be given to our attitudes. Do guys notice or care which a girl wears? I don't know. But I know they can tell the difference between a lady with a modest attitude and the girl that throws herself at guys. You could wear a burka and still have an immodest attitude. Pay close attention to your clothes, but even closer attention to your attitude and demeanour..

Remember how I used to be stubborn? (Please stop snickering!) Well, to some extent that influences my skirt vs pants decision. If someone says you can't, that usually makes you three times more willing to try to accomplish it, just to say "I told you so.". Don't say you've never done that, because we all have. If you're smart, you know how to work that in-bred defiance in others for good. (I can practically see the knowing smiles of parents and older children who read this). So there you have it - I don't wear skirts because I think I'm better than you, I do it because I feel more comfortable, feminine, and less self-conscious in a skirt.

Now it's your turn - which do you prefer and why?

No Going Back

2010-09-21T01:11:00.001-04:00

There is no real going back. Though I may come to the Shire, it will not seem the same; for I shall not be the same. I am wounded with knife, sting, and tooth, and a long burden. Where shall I find rest? - Frodo

I don't usually cry at the end of books. It's fiction, after all. Why waste tears or feel sad for someone who never actually existed? That being said, I cried at the end of Lord of the Rings. It wasn't so much finishing the book and feeling like a friend had been lost, though that feeling was present, too. No, it was the change that had taken place in Frodo. The parting of two friends that had been through everything together. Frodo had given up everything to save the Shire. Yes, it was saved, but not for him. Then I read the story again and wondered what would have happened if Frodo knew everything that would befall him. Would he still be willing to be a part of the fellowship of the ring? Now, Lord of the Rings is just a book. It is a brilliant world that J.R.R. Tolkien created. But fiction has to be draw from somewhere. Good fiction isn't just about a touching story, it is about the life application one draws from it. As G. K. Chesterton once said, "Fairy tales are more than true — not because they tell us dragons exist, but because they tell us dragons can be beaten. ".

Sometimes we find ourselves in undesirable circumstances because of the decisions we've made. We find ourselves wishing we could go back and change our decision. Life isn't like a Choose-Your-Own-Adventure story, we can't see ahead of time where each choice will lead nor can we go back and change our choice if it proves unsatisfactory. No, we must plunge head-first into the story of our lives. There have been very painful situations I've been through in my life. Sometimes I've wished I could go back and start over, convinced that whatever the other option was, it certainly has to be much better. No matter how much I may wish for that, it is not going to happen. That's not what God wants me to do. I have to stop living in the past. Not only that, but I need to unclench my fists and let go of my future, placing it in the palm of His hands and simply trusting in His sovereignty. I can't change the past. God has brought me through those times for a reason. Sometimes I how even the most painful situations have been for the best, but sometime there seems to be no earthly reason for the pain and hurt. We have to let go of the past. The aching will always be there, but we have to realize that the breaking was for a reason.

We can't judge the future by our past experiences. If we've been hurt in the past, that doesn't give us a "get-out-of-pain-free" cards for the rest of our lives. This is a fallen world. We will be hurt, especially by those we love and care for the most. To love anything at all is to make ourselves prone. I can't say it any better than C.S. Lewis already has: "To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket- safe, dark, motionless, airless--it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable.”

What are we then to do? We are to make ourselves vulnerable, we are to love. We will be broken, crushed, pressed, put through all kinds of pain, and for what? For the glory of God. When is our testimony the strongest when we are faithful to God while we are happy and blessed, or when we are broken and bruised but still praising in Him, trusting Him, glorifying Him? Like a light in the darkness, so will our witness shine through for Yahweh's praise and glory. Trust and follow Him, even through the valley of the shadow of death, and leave the outcome in His all-capable hands.

A Bit O' An Update

2010-09-21T00:24:00.000-04:00

Well, well, well...look who is back! Has it really been a month since my last post? Reminds me of my journals from when I was younger. The first paragraph almost always speaks of how long it had been since I last wrote, followed by promises to write more often started then. Anyway, this time I have much better excuses - honest! Yahweh brought my family faithfully through a nine-day hospital stay with my baby brother after a very serious and intensive surgery. If you prayed for him during this time, I sincerely thank you from the bottom of my heart. God was so faithful to us during that time. Things have started to settle back into a sort of normalcy, but the busyness hasn't abated. I've had less time to keep up with friends on Facebook. I rather miss being to keep up with what's going on in people's lives, but I've realized that those people who really matter I email or chat with regularly so maybe I'm not missing out on a whole lot after all. Besides the fact that I can just stalk those that I'm really interested in. (Hahaha!)

Now you may realize there's something I've neglected to say. There isn't a hint of me promising to start posting more often or even more regularly. Why? Because I'm not. I post when I have time to share whatever thoughts I'm itching to share. Or at least I try to - I think there's about three or four drafts in my blogger right now in various stages of completion. This fall/winter is looking like it will be the busiest yet. However, I'm focusing a bit more on improving my writing, so I at least promise not to disappear all together (not that too many people will notice anyway.) ;)

So there ya go, a new post on my blog. Stay tuned for new posts that (hopefully) won't be just me rambling on and on. ;)

Ebenezer Stones

2010-08-25T15:56:00.000-04:00

Then Samuel took a stone and set it up between Mizpah and Shen and called its name Ebenezer; for he said, "Till now the LORD has helped us." So the Philistines were subdued and did not again enter the territory of Israel. And the hand of the LORD was against the Philistines all the days of Samuel." - 1 Samuel 7:12-13

From time to time I often wonder why I write. Why do I keep a journal? Why do I blog? There's a whole plethora of reason people may start a blog Some people may do it for the attention and fame, or perhaps to simply fulfill that innate desire to know and be know. For me, it was political season and I needed a place to vent. :) What kept me posting after the elections were over, though? Some of it was probably simply having a place where I could share different things with my friends. All in all, what has kept me going - especially recently - is having a place to record how Yahweh is working in my life. I can look back in my journals, or read posts from last year, and be encouraged with how Yahweh has worked in me and through me. I can see how He used different situations that I struggled with at the time and worked them together for good. Without these records of God's faithfulness, it would be easy for me to forget how faithful, loving, and merciful He has been in the past. Whenever I feel depressed or down, by looking over these Ebenezer stones I am reminded of how He has worked in the past and most certain will work out the present circumstances. Sure, there are 200,000 other blogs out there already. So what if no one reads my posts or comments? I don't blog to put myself out there or promote myself, but to record how Yahweh is working in my life and to set up Ebenezer stones as memorials of His faithfulness. So there, in a nutshell, is why I blog. :)

The Name Game

2010-08-24T22:48:00.000-04:00

I have finally decided to pick a suitable name for my blog. ::gasp:: When I started this blog oh-so-long ago, Divine Deposits was the only name I could think of that was actually available. It's not a bad name, but I'd like to have something that's a little more descriptive of what you can expect me to post here. For ease of use, I won't be changing the url (at least not yet ;). So if you are wondering why the title keeps changing, now you know! :)

Fandango 2010

2010-08-17T00:55:00.001-04:00

If you're in the Atlanta, GA area be sure to check out the Fandango dance weekend! You can come for a single workshop or the entire weekend, but either way if you enjoy ECD I can guarantee it'll be a blast. :)

Improving Ourselves

2010-08-16T00:34:00.000-04:00

"Become the kind of person the kind of person you would like to marry would like to marry."

The above quote is something I've been thinking on recently. Am I that person? Probably not. But by thinking through it, I've been able to pin-point specific areas in my life that I ought to improve in, both spiritually and mentally. However, it's not just about improving ourselves so that a certain type of person would be attracted to us, but about evaluating areas in which we need to improve. I think everyone, married and single alike, should be regularly evaluate themselves. Am I improving in the area of a particular besetting sin? Am I moving forward in my sanctification by the help of the Holy Spirit? Sure, we won't be perfect until we are with our Saviour, but like an athlete in training, we should be constantly checking our progress and seeing in what areas we need to improve. As we mature in Christ, moving from milk to meat, there we be different struggles at different times but we should always be continuing forward with the help of Jesus. In the words of Paul, "Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us also lay aside every weight, and sin which clings so closely, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is seated at the right hand of the throne of God." Let us look for those sins that cling so closely and fling them off with the help of our Saviour as we seek to become more and more like Him.

Remember Jamestown

2010-08-05T14:18:00.000-04:00

Here's a little piece I wrote back in 2007 that I recently found. Enjoy! :)

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Do you know what happened at Jamestown? According to Kevin Crossett, spokesman for the official Jamestown 2007 commemoration,"Few people remember their history about Jamestown. They know about Plymouth, which was founded 13 years later. But people are just beginning to realize that Jamestown is a place, that it's connected with John Smith and Pocahontas." This, the year 2007, is Jamestown's 400th birthday. Unlike years past, there will be no official celebration for Jamestown's anniversary, for how can we celebrate an invasion? Go no further than the primary source documents, written by and for these “ruthless” men of Jamestown – not the writings of the 21th revisionist mindset – and uncover much to rejoice over, celebrate, and remember through God's providential acts at Jamestown, how he used the settlers at Jamestown, and teaching these things to our children.

A modern misconception about Jamestown is that the settlers came to Virginia for their own profit. However, the first charter dispels all doubts for evidence of the real reason they came – the inspiration that drove these men to cross a vast ocean to an unknown, lonely land and settle there. “... by the providence of Almightie God, hereafter tende to the glorie of His Divine Majestie in propagating of Christian religion to suche people as yet live in darkenesse...” The men that came to Jamestown knew there were people in America living in darkness, with no way to learn of Jesus Christ, no way to be saved. They were willing to come to America and sacrifice their lives for the propagation of the Christian religion. These were visionary men, who laid the foundation for our nation at Jamestown. As soldiers who have died serving this country, hundreds of these men died for America. Keeping in mind that these men were also sinners, and not incorruptible, they still should be honored and remembered for their memorable acts at Jamestown. They did not come simply for their own profit, but for the furtherance of the gospel.
We need to remember and celebrate God's providential acts at Jamestown. In the words of the London Council for Virginia “For every plantation which our heavenly father hath not planted shall be rooted out.” Our heavenly Father led Jamestown through starving times and long, cold winters. He raised up John Smith at a time when the settlement needed him most, and sent Pocahontas, who in the words of John Smith “she next under God, was still the instrument to preserve this colony from death, famine and utter confusion; which if in those times, had once been dissolved, Virginia might have lain as it was at our first arrival to this day.” The soil is rich with the forgotten stories of old, tales of the awesome power of God. If we do not preserve these memories, they will be gone, lost forever.

What the settlers did at Jamestown, and the remembrance thereof, is extremely important and vital for the future of our country. When we read through the history of the nation of Israel, there are countless times when they fell into sin simply because they forgot their fathers and their father's deeds. If Americans refuse to remember their founding fathers and God's providential hand mercifully displayed throughout the history of our nation, what will become of America? Our children are the future leaders of our country. They need to grow up listening and learning about the heroic deeds of old. Not only those of such great men as George Washington and John Smith, but also of the young Indian girl who played a major part in saving Jamestown when she was only twelve years old. Let them hear of the Indian youth who saved so many lives by forewarning Jamestown of the impending massacre. Or tell them about the brave men and women who went behind enemy lines during the Revolutionary War, risking their lives, their fortunes, their homes for the freedom we now enjoy. Hearing of such heroic deeds as those interwoven throughout America's providential history will not only strengthen your faith and their faith in God, but will inspire our offspring to perform heroic deeds of their own. They will not only learn from past victories, but from past mistakes as well, and they will be better prepared for the future. Pillars of remembrance for such heroic deeds should be raised, so that God's hand interwoven throughout all of America's history will never be forgotten.

What happened at Jamestown is a significant part of America's history. If we forget what happened there, we will lose much of our rich history. Jamestown is not something to be ignored or covered up, but to be remembered and celebrated. Remember Jamestown. Remember what the settlers did there. Most importantly, remember to teach these things to your children.

Boundless Summer Challenge, Task Twenty

2010-08-05T13:50:00.000-04:00

For today, the focous is on celebration. As opposed to the previous task, celebration is popular. Who doesn't want to celebrate? Birthdays, weddings, anniversaries, graduations, a new job, a new baby, moving...it isn't hard to find something to celebrate. As Christians, we have something even greater to celebrate - our freedom from the bondage of sin. It can be easy to get caught up in the monotony of everyday life, to complain about the circumstances we have to constantly deal with. Instead, let us focous on the good in life, the blessings that Yahweh bestows on us each and every day. You don't have to take a lot of time or spend a lot of money to celebrate. For me, it was as simple as taking a break from my work and enjoying a delicious bowl of my family's unique banana pudding. Maybe it is just the refreshment you need to make it through the day. But don't take my word for it, try it for yourself. Take a break and go celebrate your freedom in Christ!

Boundless Summer Challenge, Task Nineteen

2010-08-03T17:25:00.000-04:00

The spiritual discipline for today is confession. It is easy to conviently forget about confession. However, it is not until we recognize we have a problem that we can work on it. In order to confess my sins to Yahweh, I had to realize where I was sinning and to admit that I needed His help in this area. It helps me turn my focous from myself toward God, realizing my constant dependence on and need for Him in my life.

Boundless Summer Challenge, Task Eighteen

2010-08-02T17:13:00.000-04:00

Today's task is on another section of Romans, this time Romans 12:14-21.

This passage is quite full of things that we are and aren't supposed to do. We are to bless those who persecute us. We can't just ignore them, or tolerate them, or not repay what they've done to us...we're supposed to not curse them but bless them. We should be trying to live peaceable with those around us, not seeking to stir up trouble or trying to make people angry. We are to go against our sinful nature and instead of return evil for evil, we are to return good for evil. It's not going to be easy. We will want to seek revenge, to payback evil for evil, hurt for hurt. But that is not what we are commanded to do. We are to love and bless in return. We can only do this by Yahweh's grace. May He give us strength to obey His commands!

Boundless Summer Challenge, Task Seventeen

2010-07-30T17:02:00.000-04:00

Today's Task is focused on the spiritual discipline of fasting. I decided to do a computer fast on Sunday, since fasting from food wasn't workable. I've been trying to get into regularly doing a internet fast for Sundays, but haven't worked towards doing it for a full twenty-four hours. This was good motivation to work on that. Instead of checking my email, I instead would spend time working on memorizing Romans 12, along with spending time in prayer. Fasting is an important spiritual discipline that has been greatly neglected by the church today. As circumstances allow, I hope to move towards fasting not just on Sundays, and not just from internet.

Boundless Summer Challenge, Task Fifteen

2010-07-28T21:12:00.000-04:00

Task Fifteen is basically to read Can We Be Good Without God? It's a good article, addressing whether or not we can know and do what is good without God. It brings up some good points. One of them is that everyone has the law of God engraved on their hearts, but it is a matter of whether or not we are lying to ourselves about what we know deep-down to be true. If you repeat a lie long enough, at some point you will start to believe that the lie is actually the truth. On our own, we can do good works...occasionaly, that is. I enjoyed the way the author illustrated it:

Once one of my students asked if he could talk about God with me. I said okay. He told me he didn't see why he couldn't be good without God. I asked him why he didn't. He said, "Because I think I'm a decent person." I replied, "If you think your decency is high enough for God, your idea of God must be pretty low." At first he was shocked. But then I asked him whether he thought he could go a week without selfishness, without resentment, without lust. I asked whether he thought he could go a day, an hour, ten minutes. He got the point, because he knew he couldn't. By myself, neither can I.

Without Christ, we can't know good or do good works. It is awesome to think of how Yahweh chose me to serve Him, and that He has given me the power and ability to do good works and has graciously given me His word to discern what is good and what is evil.

Boundless Summer Challenge, Task Fourteen

2010-07-27T14:36:00.000-04:00

Today's task focuses on life. Why should we be concerned about protecting pre-born life?

1. Yahweh creates the pre-born. "For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb." (Psalm 139:13)

2. Yahweh takes seriously the life of the pre-born. "If men who are fighting hit a pregnant woman and she gives birth prematurely but there is no serious injury, the offender must be fined whatever the woman’s husband demands and the court allows. But if there is serious injury, you are to take life for life, eye for eye, tooth for tooth, hand for hand, foot for foot, burn for burn, wound for wound, bruise for bruise" (Exodus 21:22-25).

3. Yahweh has plans for the pre-born, even before they are created. "Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart; I appointed you as a prophet to the nations" (Jeremiah 1:5); "But when He who had set me apart before I was born, and had called me through His grace . . ." (Galatians 1:15)

4. Children are blessings and rewards. "Behold, children are a gift of the LORD; the fruit of the womb is a reward" (Psalm 127:3).

5. They are human beings. "When Elizabeth heard Mary’s greeting, the baby leaped in her womb, and Elizabeth was filled with the Holy Spirit…[saying] ‘As soon as the sound of your greeting reached my ears, the baby in my womb leaped for joy'" (Luke 1:41, 44).

6. We are commanded not to kill. "You shall not murder." (Deuteronomy 5:17)

Boundless Summer Challenge, Task Thirteen

2010-07-26T14:06:00.028-04:00

This task kicks off Worldview week.

What does Romans 12:1-2 reveal about God and how we live in light of His truths? We see that He is merciful and holy, and He desires us to be holy as He is holy. We should be following His truths, not what the world is telling us. We are living sacrifices to God, and as such are to be seeking, with His help, to be perfect and acceptable sacrifices to Him. There is connection here between our spiritual and physical - we are to serve Him physically as well as spiritually. We should not be seeking to satisfy our flesh, but to be storing us spiritual treasures, treasures in heaven.

John Piper's sermons, A Cause to Live For, makes some good points. To die for something is a one-time act. To live for something is a constant dying to oneself. Certainly the first can be difficult, but the latter is one of the toughest things to do. Don't just be willing to die for Christ, be willing to live for Him and to change the world around you for His glory.

Boundless Summer Challenge, Task Eleven & Twelve

2010-07-23T00:27:00.002-04:00

For Task Eleven, I had to step outside of my comfort zone and meet somone new. Check. :)

Task Twelve was a little more difficult. It's things I know but have a hard time putting into practice. For certain reasons, I don't find it easy to plug into the church that my family attends. This is something I should probably work on more, but for various personal reasons I have not. I did send a short thank-you to a young lady who is on the worship team and does a good job selflessly serving the church. Hopefully it was an encouragement to her.

Boundless Summer Challenge, Task Nine & Ten

2010-07-20T00:26:00.000-04:00

Task Nine was simple enough, performing an act of service for someone.

Task Ten focuses on mentorship. I haven't quite thought of mentorship in relation to myself (as either mentor or 'mentoree') so it was definitely an interesting read. Obviously, most difficult part is when there isn't anyone there - either to learn from or to teach. As I've watched the younger girls that I know grow older (I'm still trying to believe that both one of my closest friends and my younger sister are turning eighteen...) I am starting to realize that I've already been through what some of these young ladies are just starting to embark on. It's actually a little frightening to me to realize that I am that old! ;-) Thus I've been pondering what exactly I would tell these girls when they struggle with some of the issues I've already been through. Perhaps some of these musings will appear as a future blogpost. Or if you really want to know, I'll just talk to you personally. ;-)

My family's adoption journey over the past several years has been one of those events that has aided to shape me into the person I am today. There is so much I wish I knew when we started out that took years to learn and I hope that perhaps I can save someone the pain I and my family have been through by learning from my family's experiences. Some things will only be learned by personal experience but certainly not everything. Hopefully by sharing what we've learned, others will avoid the same mistakes and won't have the same naiveness.

I've also realized how I need to be willing to have mentors. I have the privilege of having very wise friends whose counsel I trust. I certainly am thankful for that blessing, for I know that not everyone has that opportunity. It's reassuring to know that they're there whenever I need advice, and I can trust in them to give solid biblical counsel. I just need to not be afraid to ask!

Boundless Summer Challenge, Task Eight

2010-07-19T22:55:00.000-04:00

For this task, I am to memorize and meditate on the community aspect of Romans 12:3-8.

There are two particularly good reminders in this passage. The first is that we can't function well together as a community unless we are humble. How can I get along with others if I think I am better than them all? Pride is something we all have, that can manifest itself in many different ways and is something that we have to constantly battle against. Secondly, we each will differ in our gifts (as I mentioned in the last post) and are to faithfully serve the Lord and glorify Him with the gifts He has given us.

Boundless Summer Challenge, Task Seven

2010-07-16T22:52:00.002-04:00

This task shifts the focous from Relationships Week to Community Week. Part of the assignment is to read/listen to this sermon from John Piper. It's based on Romans 12:1-8, which is part of the chapter that I am memorizing for the challenge.

None of the sermon was "new" for me, but it was a good reminder. Each of us have our own separate gifts, and are not to despise others simply because they can't do what we can. Most likely they are gifted in another area in which we ourselves are lacking. We are also to work together, combining our gifts to further His kingdom. By helping someone who is lacking in an ability that comes naturally for ourselves, we are better able to accomplish this.If we want to use our gifts to the best advantage, then that is what we are do - work together as many separate parts of one body.

Boundless Summer Challenge Task Six

2010-07-16T00:31:00.000-04:00

The task for today was once again on one of my favorite topics. I enjoyed reading the articles that were linked to. I found them quite interested. As of late, I have come in contact with several different articles that talk about "settling", so I guess this is something I need to hear! My view of marriage is changing. I've realized that at times my view of it has been selfish. I've realized that marriage is not about us being completed, but about God being glorified. It's not about whether this person meets my pre-conceived romantic notions, but whether they meet the biblical standard. It's not about my needs being met, but about furthering His kingdom. Forget about whether or not he's older, prefers pants over shorts, taller, is a deep thinker, dresses in the Oxford style, or if he has an unlimited knowledge on all things theological - not to say that those things can't be good desires (though I'm certain not everyone would agree completely), but my focous should be on what qualities Yahweh desires in my marriage partner.

I've heard arguments both for and against "the list". Should we have a list of requirements that someone must meet if they want to be our spouse? If they are solid, biblical principles - then the answer is yes. We ought to have non-negotiables. Mrs. Watters gives four, and backs them up with scripture (the article is here): He must be a believer; he must be able and willing to provide for his family; he must love sacrificially; he must be honest, have a good reputation and strive for the qualities of a spiritual leader. No one is going to fully embody all of these characteristics, but they ought to be travelling in that trajectory. Personally, the guy would have to agree with me on few crucial theological points, but other then that I would agree with Mrs. Watters. It's not easy to let go of my own negotiables, but I'm learning to make it about Him, not me.

Boundless Summer Challenge: Task Five

2010-07-14T23:45:00.029-04:00

Today's task was the hardest for me yet. I don't talk to friends on the phone all that often, so it's not something that comes natural to me. I also don't know if I could say I have a close friend outside of my family. I have really good friends, but none that I feel completely know me. I chose one of my closer friends. Unfortunately, she lives many hours away and we've only met once (and before we were friends, at that!) but she is one of my friends who probably knows the most about me just because we talk so often. Being in a totally different state, and over thirteen hours away from each other can make a friendship tough, though. I had been hoping to finally get the rare opportunity to talk with her on the phone and this was the motivation I needed to find a time that worked for both of us. I was much too tired to actually have a really good conversation, but it was great just being to hear a real, live voice instead of reading text. :) Like I said, I was tired, so I ended up forgetting to ask the required questions and had to follow up later. Though there isn't anything obvious about the friendship that I can improve, I realize this is an area of my life that I have not exerted much energy in, and in the coming year I am praying to do better.

Boundless Summer Challenge, Task Four

2010-07-13T23:43:00.000-04:00

Today's task was timely. You see, my father usually plans trips at the last minute. Don't get me wrong, I love being spontaneous, but there are times when I like to plan ahead to avoid the stress of last-minute packing. So when I learn that I need to pack up to head to the beach in a few hours, I had two choices - whine, moan, complain, and get angry about not getting more of a notice, or respect his decision as head of the house and do everything in my power to make it possible. I haven't always made the right decision when standing at that crossroad, but this time I am thankful that the Holy Spirit enabled me to be unselfish and place others first. I've realized that my father doesn't plan last-minute trips just to frustrate me, it's just the way he is. And you know what? I think that is one of my favorite qualities about my dad - his spontaneity.

Boundless Task Three, Romans 12:9-13

2010-07-12T23:11:00.001-04:00

The assignment for today was to memorize, meditate, and share my thoughts on Romans 12:9-13.

I enjoyed Matthew Henry's commentary on this passage. He says, "Now all our duty towards one another is summed up in one word, and that sweet work, love. ". He proceeds to comment on the three types of love mentioned here - affectionate love, respectful love, and liberal love. With this division, I will give my thoughts on each section.

An affectionate love:
"Let love be genuine. Abhor what is evil; hold fast to what is good. Love one another with brotherly affection. "

Genuine love - that is a lot harder than it sounds! It is not just acting nice towards someone, but truly caring for them no matter how they have acted toward me.

Abhor what is evil - not only knowing that I shouldn't sin, but hating and despising sin.

Hold fast to what is good - turning away from the bad on holding tightly to what is good, without a single longing glance at the other side.

Love one another with brotherly affection - we are to love each other as we love our own kith and kin. As a friend of mine commented, we should love them even better than our family members, as our treatment towards members of our own family isn't always the best.

A Respectful Love:
"Outdo one another in showing honour. Do not be slothful in zeal, be fervent in spirit, serve the Lord."

Outdo one another in showing honour - it can be difficult to put others before ourselves. I am supposed to try to outdo others in showing honour, not in outdoing them and their works.

Do not be slothful in zeal, be fervent in spirit, serve the Lord - I am to avoid sloth. Proverbs especially is brimming with verses that address slothfulness and the consequences of it. I am to be fervent in spirit, serving Yahweh, not myself or my sinful nature.

A Liberal Love:
"Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer. Contribute to the needs the saints and seek to show hospitality. "
Rejoice in hope - even in the bleakest circumstances, we can rejoice for our hope is in Yahweh.

Be patient in tribulation - instead of being eager for the tribulation or trial to be quickly over, I ought to be seeking out what Yahweh is teaching me and realize that He is working everything out for my ultimate good.

Be constant in prayer - Yahweh is always there, ready to speak with me. As a young couple is always doing things together, constantly talking to each other and wanting to know what the other is up to, I should be constantly conversing with my Father.

Contribute to the needs of the saints - we are not each to live our own lives, but to care for our fellow saints, whether it is physically, spiritually, or emotionally.

Seek to show hospitality - this can be as easy as inviting another family over for dinner. Christian hospitality is often lacking, sadly, and we ought to seek to remedy that by making ourselves more willing to open our homes to the needy around us.

That's all for today, folks! :)

Boundless Summer Challenge, Task Two (Biblical Dating)

2010-07-11T22:10:00.000-04:00

The assignment for July 9-11 was to read the boundless.com series on biblical dating and share some of my thoughts. (Read the PDF here -http://www.boundless.org/2005/articles/Boundless_BiblicalDating.pdf ) If you have not read the series before, I would encourage you to do so now. It is a bit lengthy but it will be well worth the effort.

The first article, Biblical Dating: An Introduction (http://www.boundless.org/2005/articles/a0001401.cfm), defines the difference between biblical dating and modern dating. The biblical principles are well laid-out and contrasting it to modern dating. Whether you call it biblical dating, courtship, or betrothal isn't important as long as you have solid biblical principles to guide you.

"To Kiss or Not to Kiss" is a biblical defense in favour of keeping all sexual activity until marriage, included kissing. Yes, I just said kissing. I realize there are those that would disagree, but I am with the author on this one - no kissing until after marriage.

So you have your basic foundation of biblical principles for courtship. The question is, "Are You Ready to Date?" (http://www.boundless.org/2005/articles/a0001449.cfm). Before you even consider looking for a spouse, you should ask yourself if you are both ready and able to marry. If the answer is yes, then start looking for a potential partner that would make a good husband or wife according to the biblical standard. If it's no, one should obviously refrain from seeking to become involved in a romantic relationship.

The next three articles - Just Friends (http://www.boundless.org/2005/articles/a0001475.cfm), Navigating the Early Stages of a Relationship (http://www.boundless.org/2005/articles/a0001512.cfm), Growing in Intimacy (http://www.boundless.org/2005/articles/a0001532.cfm), and Tips for Engagement (http://www.boundless.org/2005/articles/a0001549.cfm) - provide practical tips and biblical counsel for each stage of the relationship as it progresses.

One of my all-time favorite Boundless articles is "From 'Hi' to 'I Do' in a Year" (http://www.boundless.org/2005/articles/a0001598.cfm). One year is plenty of time to discover whether or not you can marry the person. This includes not having a long engagement.

The best article in this series is "Settling". Even if you don't read or agree with the rest of the series, I highly recommend reading this one. Sometimes we think we are holding out for the best= when we're actually being selfish. Instead of being concern about whether this person meets our pre-conceived romantic notions, we should be asking if they meet the biblical standard.

There is much more I could comment on, but I will leave it at this from now. Feel free to share your thoughts and give your opinion on the series!

When We Make God Small

2010-06-27T00:34:00.000-04:00

I came across this excellent article in my weekly Boundless email. (If you don't receive it, hop on over to http://www.boundless.org/ and sign up!). It was a timely reminder for me. I think ladies tend to worry - especially about the future - more so than guys. There are just so many what-ifs and unknowns that can become hopelessly caught up and entangled in. We've taken our focus off of God and have stopped trusting in Him. When we worry about the future we are forgetting His sovereignty. We're forgetting His power. As mentioned in the article, if we knew what our future looked like, how would we learn to trust our Father? We don't know what next month, or next year, or ten years from now will look like, but we can rest in the fact that the Ruler and Creator of all is in control, and that He will work all things together for our good and His glory.

Leaning On Him

2010-06-27T00:01:00.001-04:00

This past week I've been reminded more than usual about my constant dependence on Yahweh for everything. When times are good it is easy to forget that we only draw our next breath because of Him. It takes only an instant for things to change - the next step could be the last time enjoy the privilege of being able to walk, or tonight may be your final night spent on this earth. I've been striving to constantly remind myself that it is all because of Him and to not take things for granted. Not only that, but if He has given me these gifts and blessings, I want to use them well and to glorify Him. So don't wait until it is taken away to be thankful for all His blessings, and thank Him by using them for His glory.

He Is There

2010-06-09T15:58:00.000-04:00

When the night is the darkest, when sorrows overwhelm us, when we don't know who to turn to, He is there holding my hand, leading me on. All I need to do is let go and trust Him. Everything will work out according to His plan. I don't need to worry, He is in control. And to me that is the greatest comfort there is.

Is there only one? Part 2

2010-05-14T00:10:00.001-04:00

To better express my viewpoint, I have gathered a few articles for anyone interested. They do a much better job than I!

Path to Marriage: Predestined or Freewilled?

Soul Mates or Sole Mates?

Mentor Series: The Burning Bush

SDG,
Jessica

Is there only one?

2010-05-06T00:23:00.000-04:00

Some random thoughts of mine on "the one" :

A common train of thought in today's society is that there is one person out there, Mr./Mrs. Right, who can complete them. They just have to find them. But is there really just one person that you would be able to marry?

I think the concept of "the one" can be a destructive one. The tendency is to set the standard high - too high - and turn down perfectly acceptable suitors because of minor character flaws. Young women especially need to face reality and realize that Prince Charming will be a sinful young man who does not live to make her happy. I realize that if the Lord wills for me to marry, that my husband will not be perfect. He'll have flaws, habits that annoy me, and sins that he struggles with. If we search for that perfect young man with his own home, a well-paying job, perfect credentials, no flaws...we will never find him.

I do think there are certain people we are "compatible" with. But is there only one? Nope. Neither should we settle for the first person we find. Wait for God's best. Keep an open mind, she/he won't always be what we imagined. Stop waiting for the one, and look at the godly young people around you.
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What is at the center?

2010-05-05T01:41:00.000-04:00

There one essential that we ought to always strive to keep at the center of everything and that is the gospel. Without it we are lost. Daily, we should be preaching it to ourselves. We ought to constantly be teaching it, no matter the subject. Never should we take for granted the fact that we already know the gospel, that we no longer need to hear it. When that happens the gospel is no longer at the center. My admonition to you is to constantly strive to keep the gospel forefront and center, not matter what may come to try and replace it.

Oh, Look!

2010-04-28T19:56:00.000-04:00

Yes, my friends...a new post! Please restrain yourselves from fainting. Contrary to all appearances, I did not, in fact, fall off the edge of the earth. I'm sorry to disappoint. Why I haven't written here is mostly because I have simply not felt like writing, mostly due to being quite sick. Sounds like lots of fun, doesn't it? Anyway, I hope to get back to posting more regularly soon.

Something I learned from being sick is not to take anything for granted. As a young people, we tend to forget that we are not invincible. It is easy to forget to be thankful for things we don't notice until they are taken away, like simply having the energy to get out of bed in the morning. I thought about the fact that there are people that have to deal everyday with some of the issues I had to deal with for only had for a week or two. I can't imagine having to struggle everyday with not having enough strength just to do simple tasks around the house. I would encourage everyone who reads this to cultivate a thankful heart. Be thankful for those little things that we don't usually notice until they are taken away. We aren't automatically thankful creatures, we have to teach ourselves to be thankful. Look around you, think hard about what you usually take for granted, and thank Yahweh for the countless good gifts He has given to you.

You Don't Know

2010-04-05T19:54:00.000-04:00

You don't know...
the rejection.
the hurt behind her smile.
the emotional turmoil.
the pain beneath his laughter.
the tears that soak the pillow.

Behind their masks are painful wounds...
some fresh.
some scarred over.
some painfully tender.
some almost forgotten.

No matter. . .
how hard the laugh,
how bright the smile,
how chirpy the greeting,
every heart has its aching wounds.

We should thus treat those around us. . .
with gentleness.
with kindess.
with patience.
with tenderness
with love.

One of those days...

2010-04-02T23:39:00.000-04:00

Sometimes, you have "one of those days". What exactly do I mean? Those days are where nothing (or at least a lot) of things go wrong. Today was close to being one of those days. My big disappointment of the day involved experimenting with homemade marshmallow peeps. Now, you are supposed use an electric mixer but mine broke so I tried to do it by hand, but in the end it was a flop. Then I injured my little toe while dancing - the day before I am supposed to help my aunt shoot a wedding. I'm sure I don't have to tell you the temptation we all have on these type of days towards self-pity and despair.

It is so easy to start focusing on the bad things that happening and miss out on the good. For example, the failed peeps turned into delicious oatmeal creme pies. If we seek to turn ourselves into regular ol' Pollyannas, always looking for the good in *every* situation, we will be rewarded. Trying to find the silver lining doesn't come naturally; in fact, it can take a lot of time and practice to cultivate that "talent". But if we seek to find joy in every situation, we will be happier people. Our cups will be so filled with joy that it will "splash" onto those around us. Even so, the joy does not come of ourselves but is a gift from Yahweh. The world will wonder at the inexpressible delight we find in Him.

Sometimes the burden becomes too much for us, though. We can't seem to find joy anywhere. It seems as if everything that could possible go wrong has. The cloud of depression weighs heavily on your soul and nothing seems to be able to dispel it. What then, are we to wallow in our sadness? No, we need to seek our joy from Yahweh. Even on our absolute worse days, we are not beyond the reach of His grace. Even on our best days, we are not beyond the need of His grace. As Christians, we are constantly supposed to be joyful. What to we have to be sad and mournful about? The maker of the universe loves us. He gave His most valuable, precious possession to be torn, beaten, hung on a cross for us. What more could He have given? It was for me, for my sins that He was smitten of God and afflicted. For the lies I have told, the sins I have committed. By His stripes I am healed, my sins are forgiven. Now, is that not something to be joyful about?

A glorious Easter Sunday to you all.

SDG,
Jessica
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Why Dance?

2010-03-26T23:57:00.000-04:00

If you know me at all, you know that I highly enjoy dancing. It may seem silly, or perhaps a waste of time, but I would argue that dancing is much more than about having a good time.

You have to be a humble person to be able to dance. Sooner or later you will mess up, direct someone in the wrong direction, mis-read a dance step, or simply not know what you are doing. You have to be willing to admit you messed up, and be humble enough to ask for help when you have no idea what you are supposed to do.

Dancing teaches you patience. It takes time to walk through a dance and learn the steps before you can even get the chance to dance it through with you music. Or perhaps you already know the dance and you must learn to wait patiently as others learn.

You learn to help others. When first starting out, you are concerned for yourself and how to do it right. As you progress you start to look out for your partner, then your set, then others in your line. You begin to look out not just for yourself but for others with which you are dancing.

You have the opportunity to enjoy some of the most exquisite pieces of music. Just dance Pat Shaw's version of Mr. Beveridge's Maggot and you'll know what I mean.

If you don't know how to listen you shouldn't dance. It's not even just listening to the caller, but listening also for the music for it will tell you when to perform the next figure. Paying attention to the caller helps, too. ;-)

So dancing isn't just for fun. It will stretch you. God has used my experiences with dance to shape me into the person I am today. Four years ago, I would never ever have thought it possible for me to have the nerve to actually stand in front of a group of people and call dances. I was extremely shy and uncomfortable actually looking at my partner when I was dancing with them. I was not outgoing at all and probably would have nearly died if I had to speak in front of a group of people. Dance, however, forced me out of my shell and taught me how to be comfortable interacting with other people. Here I am today - helping my brother lead our dance group and calling dances.

So what are you waiting for? Get out there and dance!

A Sabbath on the Lord's Day

2010-03-18T12:34:00.002-04:00

I have had this article in my drafts for quite some time. I decided it's about time that I share this with you! :-)

I think it is an excellent idea. We are so surrounded my our technology that it would be beneficial to take regular breaks and unplug. We ask God to speak to us, yet our lives are so filled with music, iPods, emails, all sorts of electronics...we have no silence in which we can hear Him speak. This is why our quiet time with the Lord should come as soon as possible in the mornings, before the distractions start flooding in. Do the bare minimum you have to do to wake up, and then make it your priority to spend time with Yahweh - not just in His Word, but speaking to Him and listening.

A good point brought out in the article is the temptation towards legalism. It is easy to think ourselves better because we don't get on Facebook on Sundays. Yet the prophet Isaiah tells us that our righteousness is as filthy rags. It doesn't matter how good we are, it is never good enough. I can't enter into heaven on my own merit. My very best is nothing better than a pile of dirty, filthy, stained rags. Do I lose hope, seeing how not matter what I do, it is naught? No, for by Yahweh's grace, I am being sanctified, and am being made more holy and more like Him. I can not do it of myself, I must plead with Yahweh to work in me - to sanctify me, to grant me the desire to seek after Him, to help me follow hard after Him. By seeking to unplug from the source of so much distraction, I am more free to focus on Him on His day. It isn't easy, especially at first, and I admit that sometimes it is difficult to do it for a full twenty-four hours. You can even start out with, say, twelve or fifteen hours, and work up to a full twenty-four hours. Persevere and I think you will find the eternal rewards worth the struggle.

Soli Deo Gloria,
Jessica
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Yes, I'm writing about that again...

2010-03-04T00:20:00.000-05:00

Well, sort of. This is actually something I wrote a while back (if you don't believe me, just check the date of the article. It was published not long before I wrote this!). I've edited and added to my thoughts before publishing it here, of course. Stacy Macdonald has done such a good job with her article, that really there isn't much I can add to her work.

The article by Stacy Macdonald on courtship and betrothal is located here:
http://yoursacredcalling.blogspot.com/2009/11/beauty-of-courtship-and-betrothal.html

There is no cut and dried way that a courtship should happen. Each couple's story is going to be amazingly unique. How each family implements biblical principles is going to be different. But the thing is that there are biblical principles that should be followed. That's my disclaimer before I state my thoughts on the above article.

I agree with Mrs. Macdonald that if there is an interest there, that one of the best ways to get a glimpse of the other's character is through interaction with the other person in a family or group setting. The emotions should and must take the sideline as you are trying to ascertain the character of the other person. Does their theology line up? Do they share a vision? Can I submit to/love as Christ this person? Topics such as these above should be worked out before anyone even thinks about involving the emotional aspect of it.
When it is discovered that this is "the one", that this young lady would share in his vision and submit to his leadership - it is at that point where the man can (and should) approach the father to ask for her hand in marriage. This is by no means the limit of the father's role. As the young lady's God-given protector, he should be "checking out" and getting to know the young man both before and during the courtship.

The emotions should be involved as little as possible until there is a firm commitment. No, it is not possible to be one hundred percent stoic, but there are certain pitfalls that can be avoided. In the beginning, one-on-one interaction in person should be limited, if not prohibited. I would even venture banning such phrases as "I miss you", "I love you", "Can't wait to see you again" and so on. The betrothal/engagement period is the time to focus on developing a romantic relationship with the person you are planning to spend the rest of your life with, while the courtship should be focused on whether or not this person is the one God has meant for you. There is always the possibility that this is not the one that He has intended for you. Our sin-ridden lives are not perfect and hearts will be broken no matter what model you use, but there is certainly a way that is wiser than the rest.

There's my "snippet" on the topic. I enjoy talking about the subject, though I much prefer the conversational layout than merely stating my opinion!

In Yahweh,

Excited Yet?

2010-02-16T20:59:00.004-05:00

I've heard it's a great conference. This is my first year attending and I have several friends going, so I am looking forward to it!

This ball is going to awesome. If you aren't going, you are really going to miss out. As part of the ball planning committee, I can guarantee that you will have a delightful time if you come. ;-) Personally, I'm preparing to spend the evening dancing as a guy...the guy/girl ratio right now is 1 to 3. The poor guys won't be able to sit out a dance! (Not that they'd want to... ;-)

The Red Hills Historical Ball is coming up. It will be here before you know it! If you are going to be near Rock Hill, SC on May 1st, go ahead and make plans to join us. It's going to be fun!

Bearers of the Light

2010-02-06T19:20:00.003-05:00

As I mentioned in an earlier post, what I have been reading of late has included a biography of Hudson and Maria Taylor. The format is one I've found unique, with quote from primary source documents interspered throughout the telling of their story. One of the quotes from Hudson Taylor struck a particular chord with me. Hudson Taylor had recently returned from spending some time in China and was seeking to recruit others to go as missionaries amoung the Chinese, particularly those inland who untouched and unreached up to that time in history.

Wider reaction to an unconnected nobody aged twenty-nine was what might have been expected, 'The Church is asleep; and armchairs and sofas and English comforts possess more attractions than perishing souls; besides which [the Chinese] are "half savages"'.

Sounds familiar, no? We are much more interested in serving Yahweh while living the American dream. Certainly nothing is new under the sun. It is easy to get caught up with our things and in the journey to accumulate more and more, but it is also a temptation to view other cultures as less-than superior than ours. We are Americans, our nation is the wealthiest in the world. Yes, we have much that is good in our culture and we may have more progress is certain areas, but to reach out to other ethnic groups and cultures we have to be willing to put away our western pride and be willing to embrace their culture. Hudson Taylor did this by adopting the dress of the Chinese, all the way down to pigtail and slippers. Suddenly, he was able to move more freely and share more openly. No longer was a crowd gathered around him simply to gawk at his clothing. This dress allowed him to places where before he couldn't when dressed as a foreigner. Practically all of his fellow missionaries, instead of rejoicing at his sucess, mocked him instead for giving up his western superiority. Let us not think that in their place we would do differently. It is only by Yahweh's grace that we are able to accomplish what we accomplish. By Yahweh's Grace Hudson Taylor was able to accomplish what he accomplished.

Hudson carried a very heavy burden for the fate of the Chinese. Millions were dying without hearing of Christ. He describes one of his encounters with a new Christian convert as follows:

Taylor passed to the story of an ex-Buddhist merchant, an educated man, who had been baptised after attending the little church in Ningpo. 'He asked me soon afterwards, "How long have you know this Good News in your own country?"
'"Hundreds of years."
'" Hundreds of years! And yet never came to tell us! My father sought the truth, sought it long, and died without finding it. Oh, why did you not come sooner?'"

Even in this day and age, there remain people groups of which this could be said. [As a side note, the Joshua Project is a very good way to be able to pray for these unreached people groups. Click the box on the sidebar to get more information about signing up for their daily emails which enable you to daily pray for specific unreached people groups]. Hudson Taylor could not forget those Chinese who lived in the unreached areas of China. To evangelise millions of people by himself was impossible, and he was at a loss as to how he would be able to find the help that he needed.

One experiment described in this divine text-book he determined to carry out at once. 'Pray ye the Lord of the harvest that he will send forth labourers into the harvest.' Taylor decided that the divine method of raising missionaries did not lie in 'elaborate' appeals for help, but, first, earnest prayer to God to thrust forth labourers, and, second, the deepening of the spiritual Life of the Church, so that men should be unable to stay at home'.

What did he do? He sought wisdom from God's word and acted upon it. Not everyone is called to be a missionary, but we all need to pray for harvesters to be raised up. Some of us will be senders, but we should all have a burder to pray for unreached people.

There is a balance, though, that has to be struck. We can not be so missions-minded that we fail to disciple those at home, nor can we be so focused on ourselves as to not be willing to go out and reach the lost. I have seen the pendulum swing both ways. We must strive to make certain that those who are called to serve God in their home country are not failed to be discipled and matured in the faith. Neither should we overlook those in other countries who are perishing for want of the light of the gospel. We are called to serve Yahweh where he has placed us - serving Him in another land does not make us holier or more worthy than others. We just need to be willing and open to serving Him wherever we have been place, whether it's in the suburbs of Charlotte or the muddy roads of Nigeria.

If nothing else, hopefully my scattered musings will encourage you to read more of the life and works of Hudson and Maria Taylor. I have enjoyed writing some of my thoughts on what I have read, may they have been as enjoyable to read. Will I be writing more on the subject once I have finished the book? We shall see...

Courtbook

2010-01-20T18:53:00.014-05:00

"Enjoy Facebook. And if you're a godly single man, receive it as a gift from God
to assist you in nonchalantly building a friendship with a godly Christian
woman. I'm serious, men! If you're mature enough to pursue marriage, Facebook
should be "Courtbook" for you. Don't just sit there, get on the ball and go
"poke" a godly girl." - Joshua Harris

I stumbled across this quote from Josh Harris today on a friend's Facebook account. (To read the quote in context, see here). At first the quote struck me as hilarious as I have several friends where Facebook played a significant role in their relationships. After a good laugh, I started to consider the implications of such a statement. Should we use Facebook be viewed as a viable tool in our search for godly spouses?

Before preceding any further, my clarifications would be: 1. You have already met the person or 2. You have a mutual friend. Though it would certainly be possible, I don't think I could be as comfortable if it was someone I had never met, didn't have any mutually friends, etc. etc.

What would be the pros and cons of such a use of Facebook? As with any form of electronic communication, there is a degree of accountability that is lost. It is all too easy to say things in writing that we would think twice about before saying aloud. But then, we also have the option of thinking twice before mentioning something. It can also be, as Josh Harris says, a "nonchalant" (or perhaps impersonal) way to get to know someone. You can get to know them on a casual level without commitment - which can certainly be taken advantage of in both a good way and bad.

Sometimes it's just easier to talk with someone online before you approach them in person. I know that it has been the case for me. I feel more comfortable talking to someone in person once I have know some of their likes/dislikes and interests. Maybe it's just because I've experienced that awkward silence where no one can think of anyone to say, one too many times. If I know at least one thing the other person is passionate about, I can then use that to draw them out of their shell. Otherwise I tend to fail miserably as a conversationalist when the only answer I receive is "yes" and "no". I view being friends with someone on Facebook as a conversational aide that I can draw on during those awkward pauses.

Charles Dickens stated it well when he said, "Electric communication, will never be a substitute, for the face of someone who with their soul, encourages another person to be brave and true.". I would agree with Josh Harris on this one, we can - and perhaps should - utilize Facebook as a springboard to find a godly spouse. Only keep in mind that important little word - springboard. It is a starting place to push you in the right direction. Feel like this person is someone you could love/respect? Move on to the next step. Meet their family (if you haven't done so already). Watch them in real-life situations to get a feel for their true character - not simply that which they can present through their writing. Facebook can be a means to an end, but not the only means that should be used to accomplish that end.

There's some of my musings on the topic. May they amuse you, if nothing else. :-)

On How to Read Too Many Books

2010-01-20T18:09:00.004-05:00

What we read is important influence in defining who we are as a person. Someone once said, "We'll be the same person next year, except for the books we read & the people who influence us." Pause and think about that for a second. The difference between what you were last year, and what you'll become this years relies largely on the books you will read and the people influence you. Often the two will go hand-in-hand, as those you read about affect how you live your life. It is important to be particular about what we are reading. I personally think there are several genres from which every Christian should be regularly reading.

Certainly the most important book we read is the Bible. It is the basis and groundwork that affects every area of our lives. We ought to be spending time daily in His word. My favorite bible reading plan is Prof. Horner's Bible-Reading System. Though I don't always make it through each list every day, at least reading a Psalm, Proverb and New Testament reading is a great place to start.

To enhance our understanding of the scriptures, help us understand what we believe and why believe it, to encourage us in our walk with Yahweh, to teach out how to live out our faith, there ought to be a selection on theology or doctrine. The Westminster Confession of Faith and Catechisms, The Rare Jewel of Christian Contentment, The Heidelberg Catechism, and The Discipline of Grace are all books I'm reading that fall into this category. I tend to spend a lot of time on this genre, as you can tell!

Another genre, which of late I've sadly neglected, is that of good Christian biographies. I've started reading a biography of Jim Elliot, and Hudson and Maria: Pioneers in China. Reading biographies of Christian heroes gives us a glimpse of how our faith is to be lived out. Reading missionary biographies gives us that heart for missions, a desire to see His word spread throughout all the nations.

It certainly does not mean that we can not read other genres. There are many other excellent non-fiction books that do not quite fall either category. Personally, I'm reading: What He Must Be...If He Wants To Marry My Daughter, The 5000 Year Leap, Feminine Appeal. As for fiction, I have not spent very much time there in the past couple of years. Mostly it is because of all the great non-fiction books I have been spending time with, I have nothing against the genre itself. I am determine to finally plow through Les Miserables this year, it is probably the toughest read I've had yet, and then I plan to explore some more well-written fiction books.

Biographies and theology/doctrinal books are, in my view, the most important books that we should be reading (outside of the Bible). They work together to give us deeper understand of Yahweh's word, and then seeing how that has been lived out in the lives of those who have gone before us. Hopefully this will inspire you to start reading more from both of these genres!

The Countdown Begins. . .

2010-01-18T16:07:00.001-05:00

BWSC 2010

2010-01-16T18:15:00.003-05:00

Monday, May 31st through Saturday, June 5th, BWSC 2010 will take place. I expect all of you to be there! If you need more reason than the fact that (Lord willing) I'll be there, then take a peek at the speakers for this year:

Pastor Carl Robbins - Key note speaker
Dr. John Eidsmoe - perennial favorite from CWSC
Mr. James Nickel - author of "Mathematics: Is God Silent?"
Gary DeMar - president of American Vision
Joel Belz - founder of World Magazine (speaking on Christian Journalism).

See you there!

Home

2010-01-14T00:28:00.005-05:00

Home is a comfort
And home is a light
A place to leave the darkness outside
Home is a peaceful and ever-full feeling
A place where a soul safely hides

And being at home
Should remind you that still
There's a place that's prepared
Just for you
And I think my home
Is just heaven's reflection
As long as my home's here with you

Home is where someone is waiting and loving
And happy to see you again
That half of your heart
That somebody else treasures
The one who's you forever-friend

But it seems that He's told me
The life that He's showing me
Is a life mostly spent on the road
And when the world's empty charm
Has done all of its harm
I know that His love waits for me in your arms

- Home, Michael Card

What is home? It is the place for which we long, a place of familiar sights and sounds. It isn't the walls or windows or doors that endear home to us, but the memories and the loved ones who live there. Whether consciously or not, I think that in our minds that home is first and foremost our shelter, the place in which we can find refuge. What does a man look forward to after a day spent in the world? For the comfort and familiarity of home. Michael Card, the best contemporary lyricist out there, has drawn a beautiful picture of home in his song "Home". As marriage is an earthly picture of the relationship between Christ and his bride the church, home is our earthly picture of heaven. Just as home can be anywhere as long as our loved ones are there, we aren't looking forward to a particular location to spend eternity, but we are looking forward to heaven because it is the place where we will spend eternity with our Savior, praising Him with fellow believers. It is there that a place is prepared for us and where we will find that which is most dear and familiar to us. As we enjoy home comforts, and long for home when away, may it remind us of that eternal dwelling that is waiting for us.

Hopefully you'll enjoy my musings on home, brought on by a couple of hospital stays that took me away from that blessed refuge. :-)