Dinner at the Rescue Mission

Last night I accompanied our boy's modified soccer team to serve dinner at the Rescue Mission. The coach, Mr. Murphy, wanted to add a service project on to the end of the season. I quickly offered to drive and attend - I didn't want to miss something this meaningful.

And it was. Our boys did everything from serve, clean tables, wash dishes, pull turkey off the bone and more. I was given the privilege of scooping and serving ice cream. It was no easy task to hold back the tears from time to time. Mostly when I let my mind wander to what their lives really are like.

It was a particularly cold day, too. The manager said they have record numbers for free dinner when the temps drop. My heart went out when I saw how many children came in. I do believe I have a new page to add to my prayer journal.

The experience also reminded me of a book I read this summer and loved - and highly recommend: "Same Kind of Different as Me" by Ron Hall and Denver Moore. Don't hesitate to get this book and add it to your library.

I'm happy that our Sunday School class will be heading to the Mission again to serve and clean up dinner 2 days after Thanksgiving. All 3 of my kids will be there then. I pray God uses it to change us, make us more giving and appreciative.

Called on the Carpet

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A special woman made the following statement to me this past weekend. I bet she didn’t know it would become a “quote”, but here it is. “Knitting socks isn’t for wimps.” I believe she was trying to encourage me not to give up despite several errors, but I got to thinking about my walk with God.

Regularly (if not daily), I give God permission to search my soul with a fine-toothed comb. To discipline and correct me as He sees fit. I do this because I’m more fearful of who I’ll become if He doesn’t point out hypocrisy, sin, self-focus than I am interested in being comfortable with who I am and how I live. This practice is not for wimps! The past two weeks have been very rough as God has called me on the carpet and graciously (it’s always for my good) revealed some areas in my life that are not pleasing to him and need immediate attention.

There are some really hard verses of Scripture that I’m afraid I’ve given the once over for too long. Clearly, I’ve not been taking God’s tone in these verses seriously.

“Don’t let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen. And do not grieve the Holy Spirit of God.” Eph. 4:29-30

So many verses address how we use our words. Of course this is intentional on God’s part. Our words define us. Our words are contagious – both positive and negative. Our words reveal what we believe about God. Now that’s a biggie.

Here are a few of the things I wrote in my journal recently to reinforce what God is revealing:

1. No more talking about others. Especially negatively. It can be gossip. It can be hurtful. It is judging and assuming. It is not godly. And also, it causes me to justify and elevate myself because I am right, right? Pride – don’t you hate how many ways it manifests itself?
2. No more worrying by leaning on my own understanding. We really do this all the time especially when we predict how a situation is going to go or judge in the middle of it. The question needs to be: ‘How big is my God?’. When I worry about situations I can’t change I’m making God a pretty small God and putting my trust in man or the situation. Is He sovereign or not? If He is then I shouldn’t worry.
3. No more complaining about what I don’t have or can’t afford. This is an insult to my Jehovah Jireh (God who provides). Not once in my life can I remember a time when I have gone without a life surviving need. He is generous and good and on time. Even though I’m joking about what I think is lacking I hear Him whisper, “Is there something you need that I have failed to provide?” Ugh.

Sometimes I go over a recent conversation I’ve had and cringe at how negative I can sound. The part of Eph. 4 that really challenges me is the phrase “so it may benefit those who listen”. I know how negative talk and complaining make me feel when I’m hearing it from someone else – so I have to turn the tables and realize I can sound the same way. And it benefits no one! The verse says our words should “be helpful for building others up according to their need”. I need to pray these verses before I leave the house in the morning or answer the phone.

I preach others first in every other area. Why not when it comes to my speech? Do I cause other people negative feelings or stress because of my complaining, judging, etc.? This is “grieving the Holy Spirit of God”. Would He participate in my conversations? I should be focusing on building others up according to what their need is for the day. I want to be a positive influence leaving a good taste in people’s mouths.

The worst part of this – what is going on in my heart? The Bible says the two are connected. I’m so grateful that God has addressed this in His Word, too, and given someone like me a solution.

“May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer.” Psalm 19:14

I realize I need to make a choice. I can really relate to Prov. 10:19 “When words are many, sin is not absent, but he who holds his tongue is wise.”

I choose to put foolishness and childishness behind me because I want to grow in maturity in Christ so badly. Maybe I won’t be as much fun and may even talk less, but I hate staying the same. I believe God has afforded me another opportunity for growth that I don’t want to ignore or give little importance to. I want to please Him in this area.

Yesssssssssssssssss!

It was the right decision. A long 8 1/2 hour endeavour - but right. And freezing cold, but right. Drew not only played, but played well. And we won! So sectionals continues. Scott will be able to be at tomorrow's game.

I'm glad I was there for him and could share all his reactions with him as an eyewitness. Those of you who did - thanks for encouraging me to go. Oh and I hear Bible study went great too. God is good!

The Dilemma

I know sometimes I can make a big deal out of something that should be small and today is no different. It's Wednesday and I lead a Bible study at church. But, Drew's got a sectional soccer game - heading toward championships. It's in the 1,000 islands (2 hours away). He hasn't played the last 2 games. So I didn't feel like I need to go if he's not going to play. Problem: he's starting tonight as striker (front line). Scott can't go because of his church responsibilities (it is his job). What's a mother to do?

I know 99% of my friends would say just go with your son. As one other parent (and pastor, I might add) said "How many sectional games do you think Drew's going to play in? This is a no brainer - get yourself replaced." If they win tonight - they play Friday and I won't be able to go to that because I'll be away this weekend.

But there's that one percent I think I'm worried about. The one who will judge me. Who will think I've sold my soul to the god of sports because I'm missing Wed. night church. Perhaps this comes down to the old struggle of being a people-pleaser.

We've tried hard not to raise our kids in a child-centered household, but I don't think putting my boy first in this instance counts as child-centered. I think God would say - 'GO! Your kids need to know they (and their interests) are important to you.' This boy is out of the house in 1 and 1/2 years and I will probably lead Bible studies (Lord willing) for the rest of my life. Bottom line - it's a 20 minute discussion and the rest of the time we are watching a one hour video.

Or I could share a special moment with my boy, his friends and their parents. Seems so simple. That's it. I'm going. One friend's advice "Dress warm."

O Happy Day

Sunday was awesome. I love going to church. This last week was an especially meaningful day. And it had pretty much nothing to do with what was going on in the service - at least up on the stage. I hope it's ok to write that.

Before entering the sanctuary, I was busting with pride (the good kind) as I heard what my daughter had been up to. Without any prompting for me or others, she got the lesson material for the class of the young girl she works with one-on-one and made copies to be prepared in case they needed her in that class on Sunday. And they did! She was ready. So responsible. Not only that, but previously, she had helped make the coffee for the main foyer as well. She was shining for sure.

During "big church", both of my boys sat with me. One on either side. This is very rare, because they are usually working for their Dad running sound or screens for the service. What I noticed as we sat there and worshipped together was how close they sat to me. OK, I'm sorry if this sounds queer, but I was loving it. They were so close I would have been claustrophobic if that bothered me. But it didn't. I was actually thinking - how much longer will this happen? I believe these days are slipping by so quickly since one is 16 and one is 13. So I just praised God and was living in the moment. Hoping there would still be many more of these experiences in the future - or at least a few.

It made my day. A loving family. All in church together on the Lord's Day. He is good!

I'm so glad I'm a part of the family of God....

Ok, so that can be a hokey, church-y kind of song. But I've been thinking about it a lot as I reflect on how I've been blessed this past week.

It's not enough that I feel as though I have my own personal medical team - you know who you are - GS, DZ, MJM and DB, but so many others have wowed this family.

Surgery was Tuesday and the Family of God kicked in. You name it - we received it! (look at my kitchen table and see for yourself.) We are all overwhelmed. Talk about feeling the love - we are swimming in it and so blessed.

It's not fun or our desire to be "needy", but I wonder if these seasons are a gift from God to us to show us that we matter to others and are loved. And that our friends and family can shine for God in the way they take care of us.

So I just want to say thank you to all of you who have extended an effort to bless or take care of us in any way. And for all of you who offered and we turned you down!! And for those of you who shared your stories of your similar experience. It gives me a chance to share one of my favorite passages of Scripture on your behalf.

"You will be made rich in every way so that you (family of God, dear family and friends of ours) can be generous on every occasion, and through us (Burtis family) your generosity (love, care concern, prayers) will result in thanksgiving to God. This service that you perform is not only supplying the needs of God's people but is also overflowing in many expressions of thanks to God. Because of the service (offers of help, hospital visits, taking care of kids, bringing meals, leading Bible study, making life easier for Scott) by which you have proved yourselves, men (Burtis family) will praise God for the obedience that accompanies your confession of the Gospel of Christ, and for your generosity in sharing with them and with everyone else." 1 Cor. 9:11 - 13

I praise God for each of you!!! Way to live out the Scriptures! Our family humbly thanks you and is singing God's praises w/your names attached. Truly the Family of God is a gift from Him as he never intended us to live life alone and uses others to provide for our needs.

Now that I'm feeling better - I prayed this morning that God would direct me to someone I could bless the same way. See - you're contagious!!

Millstones, Holiness and our Children

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Parenting in the year 2008. Not an easy task. Many of you know this because you’re in it too. Some of you aren’t moms or your kids are grown. Stick with me. I think there’s something here for all of us.

A young friend and I are reading a book together. It is Amy Carmichael’s biography written by Elisabeth Elliott titled “A Chance to Die”. Are you familiar with her story? Amy was a missionary in several countries throughout her life, but mostly she served in India. Never married, God called her to start orphanages for children dedicated to temple worship of idols. Nasty stuff. One might think God would use someone with parenting experience, but he chose Amy. Don’t you love that about Him? He doesn’t limit our opportunities to prior experience or man-made obstacles.

These last few chapters my single girlfriend and I have discussed have spoken to me deeply regarding my season of parenting. Living with a 16, 13 and 11 year old keeps you swimming in it pretty much 24/7. Just the other night after giving a familiar ‘lecture’ I thought, “This is hard work”.

Who would think I could glean some great ideas from a single woman raising many, many orphan children back in the 18-1900’s? I thought it might be worth sharing with my friends. If you’re not a mom – don’t stop reading. You don’t have to have biological children in your home to be an influence to those younger. You have an incredible ministry to all the children in your life. And you have a responsibility to pass down God’s faithfulness to the next generation – mother or not.

Here’s some of the encouragement and exhortation (some hurts) I’ve read:

“Let those parents that desire holy children learn to make them possessors of heaven and earth…. To remove silly objects from before them, to magnify nothing but what is great indeed, and to talk of God to them, and of His works and ways before they can either speak or go.”

Talking to my children of God and of His works and ways is not a big challenge for me. I probably overdo it if anything. (If you know me, you know I rarely lack words!) It’s the middle that challenges me. “To remove silly objects from before them and to magnify nothing but what is great indeed.” Only God is great and worthy of magnification. So what silly objects am I allowing to crowd their lives and/or take a much larger place in their view? TV shows? Sports? Pop culture? Possessions?

I think there ‘s a fine line between being aware of the current culture we find ourselves living in and not allowing ourselves to be conformed to this world. The line is choosing holiness. We don’t have to saturate our lives or allow our children to be indoctrinated by this world’s values in order to be relevant. Rather, we need to go overboard the other way in stressing the importance of “being holy as God is holy.”

God has something to say about this in the book of Romans: “Don’t become so well-adjusted to your culture that you fit into it without even thinking. Instead, fix your attention on God. You’ll be changed from the inside out…unlike the culture around you, always dragging you down to its level of immaturity, God brings the best out of you, develops well-formed maturity in you.” (12:2, MSG)

Are we powerless to fight the culture and its seduction of our children? I don’t think so. More from Amy’s life: “Amy, as always, was zealously protective of her children, fearing European influences that would contribute nothing to their spiritual welfare.” Heavens! Do I fear American influences or do I simply accept its contributions that add nothing to my child’s spiritual welfare? (at present, I can’t help but think of Hannah Montana, High School Musical, Youtube videos, the new Batman movie, etc. They may not necessarily be “evil”, but do they add anything of spiritual content?) These are the kind of things I like to refer to as ‘why bother things’. For example; white wedding cake with white frosting is ‘why bother’ cake to me. What’s the point? No chocolate, no value to me. You get the idea.

“Always in her (Amy’s) consciousness was the solemn charge that was hers as one accountable to God for these little ones. It were better that a millstone be hung round her neck than for her to cause one of them to stumble.”

Of course, the verse she’s referring to here is Luke 17:2 “It would be better for him to be thrown into the sea with a millstone tied around his neck than for him to cause one of these little ones to sin.” The context here is Jesus warning his disciples not to live in such a way that would cause others to sin. Whew. Usually when I’ve considered this verse I’ve applied it to child abusers. Well, what if God had a broader scope in mind?

What if he means for us to be expecting (like Amy) repercussions for the slightest stumble we caused our children? What if some of the “lesser things” I allow to inhabit our home, minds and hearts are actually avenues of a present or future road to sin for my kids? And I’m going to answer for it one day? I’m thinking I need to pay closer attention – always conscious that I will be accountable! I can’t risk a sloppy approach to the Biblical expectation of holiness. I need to be on guard and more aware of the silly objects that I allow to be magnified as any level of importance and/or preference over the spiritual.

We simply can’t risk this, girlfriends. We serve a holy God who has called us to participate in His holiness. Set apart; different; reflecting His glory in every area. If I’m motivated about anything in my life right now it is the strong drive/desire to raise holy children. I want to passionately complete my God-given responsibility of passing on His faithfulness and the Gospel of Jesus Christ to the next generation. I want to be totally sold out to the task. Preoccupied with it. But, of course, it can be just words unless my life matches up to what I preach. Obedience is a choice. Godliness is not something that will happen to us accidentally. We must be intentionally pursuing it with every choice made.

One more thought from the book: “Amy Carmichael’s aim: to lead children out of themselves and into service for others, ‘untarnished by earthly thoughts.’”

That seems like a good place to start. Let’s band together in this quest. Let’s not let the lesser things of this world eclipse the greatness of God and His Kingdom to come. We need to magnify Him above all else! Ask God to help you clean up your life and then model it for your children, grandchildren and/or all the children who know you. Let’s be unimpressed with and undistracted by what this culture has to offer. Instead, let’s be expectant of the what’s to come! We were created for heaven, you know! We’re just passing through our time on Earth. It would be best not to get too planted here. I’d rather deny self now and enter heaven with fewer regrets, wouldn’t you? One day we will see Him as He is – and then we will know what impressed means!!

PS - This is why we should read missionary biographies (even old ones) once in a while. They can have so much relevancy into our situations. Thanks, Amy!

A Beautiful Day

I went to bed last night hoping to be called in to work today. (subbing at Faith Heritage) Yesterday I got all my errands done and running around and had nothing much going on today. Well, the call never came. So I stayed home.

It has been the most wonderful day! I didn't go anywhere. I caught up on email, wrote a devotional, read a few books I'm working on while laying in the hammock, journalled, spraypainted a basket for my living room, painted fingers and toes, prepared for tonight's Bible study, prayed much, and went for a praise walk. I thank God for days like today. No feeling guilty for not being too busy. Just appreciative of a warm, breezy fall day. Praising God for knowing when I need a re-charge day.

I was reminded of how God sees me (a welcomed reminder) in Sheila Walsh's book "God has a Dream for your Life". In reference to the book of Exodus when God was ready to move the children of Israel out of Egypt she writes: "When the angel of death passed over homes marked with the blood of the lamb, he did not once ask who was in the home or how well they behaved that day. He didn't ask if they had kept every vow that they had made to God. He didn't ask if they were fearless and full of faith. All of that was irrelevant. All he needed to see was the blood of the lamb." Just like today - that's how God sees me - through the blood of Jesus'. Amen!

Sometimes He wants to give us quiet time to refocus on Him and His dream for our lives. He has been very attentive to me today. I have loved every minute of it. Soon, Ally will come bounding through the door and that part will be over. I'm so glad I didn't waste it with busy-ness. It's been a gift!

Back to School

Last night was our kickoff night at church. Awana, the Core (student ministry), prayer meeting and women's Bible studies. I was so excited I could barely stand myself. It's been a year since we have taken a Beth Moore study and we were ready! I ordered 20 books even though only 7 people signed up. I love our ladies. True to form - 25 showed up. I gave them a hard time all night, but deep inside I was rejoicing because this is what it's all about. I loved watching them grab their new book and just savor it. Some even smelled it! And so many of these friends hadn't seen each other over the summer much because of vacations, etc. So it really was like a back-to-school night. It was awesome. I was especially blessed because I knew the names of each woman in that room. Most I know their stories and am part of their life in some way. Now THAT is what it's all about!

We are studying Stepping Up - the Psalms of Ascent. I didn't know what to expect, but can tell you I am in all the way. We want adventure and we've been promised it. I previewed the introductory session the other night at home. Scott was pretending to work on his laptop, but I know he was taking in every word. And just like when the Parent Trap, the Sound of Music or Mary Poppins comes on tv everyone in the family was lured to the tv. And we all watched. I'm so thankful for Beth Moore and what her teaching means to me and how it's changed my life. And that my 2 teenage boys as well as my daughter find themselves wandering into the room, sitting down and "getting a word" for themselves! Very cool!

First Day of School

Familiar with any Veggie Tales songs? Well, we've adapted one for this week's special occasion. See if you can pick up the tune.

It's the first day of the 6th grade...first day of the 6th grade...

Of course, you can switch it up as follows:

It's the first day of the 11th grade and the 1st day of the 8th grade....

One question rises above all the rest. "Where has the time gone?" Yesterday Ally and I went in to her school to "meet the teacher". As I walked through the halls not recognizing so many of the young parents and kids I thought, "You know it's your last year at the elementary school when all the moms start looking like 16 year olds." Yup. It's our last year.

The Best is Yet to Come

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It was the end of June when it happened one day

Some familiar verses spoke new meaning to my soul in dismay.

That day my heart was heavy, life on earth seemed so hard.

Close friends suffering pain and loss

No easy solutions to be found.

You see my church is reading the New Testament four times this year

Time #2 came to an end as I read Revelation in tears.

The last few chapters are good news – promises galore

Why don’t we read them more often – do we think they’re a bore?

As I read, my heart quickened, my soul was pursued

This life isn’t it – not all there is –

Soon heaven and earth will be renewed!

Like a beautiful bride ready for her wedding

Will be that glorious sight coming down from the heavens.

New Jerusalem – the Holy City - come to dwell among men.

God will live with His people –

He Himself will be among them!

The city itself made of pure glass-like gold

Extreme Makeover could never compete with God’s riches untold.

Jewels everywhere He created in colors so gorgeous

They’ll dazzle and delight…indeed we’ll cry “glorious”!

Did I mention the river? From His throne it does flow

The Water of Life, clear as crystal, to all He bestows.

“Come one, come all! All ye who are parched!

Drink the Water of Life! Drink up! There’s no charge!”

He will wipe away their tears with His own tender hand.

No more death, sorrow, crying or pain

To be found in this new land.

As He sits on His throne He’ll say “See, I’m making all things new.

Write this down, for what I tell you is trustworthy and true.”

No evil is allowed there – none immoral or dishonest.

Just the conquerors who persevered with blessings to inherit.

What a comfort to know they’ll be no more dark

For Satan loves night where fear and evil leave their mark.

There will be no night there

No need for lamps or even the sun.

The Lord God is all light – the glorious One!

When earth’s trials bombard and threaten you doom

He wants you to know that He’s coming soon!

His reward is with Him

Every good deed to repay

Great news for His children on judgment day.

So pick up your Bible and turn to the last book

To Revelation 21 and 22 for a closer look.

Every time you need a reminder

‘cause life’s getting too rough.

That’s where this poem birthed from

You can read it yourself.

With its pleasures fleeting and problems painful

Earth like this is not forever – only heaven’s eternal!

Soon the day will come when we say goodbye to this life

That day we’ll be with Jesus

The end of flesh and strife!

So be encouraged, dear sister

This world’s not your home

Endure what’s before you

for the best is yet to come!

When Mama's Happy.....

He's home! We had a wonderful week of camping at Word of Life Campground in Schroon Lake, NY. I always hate leaving there when our week is up. It's just so beautiful in the Adirondacks. The Bible teaching is excellent, the fellowship with other believers is refreshing, and time spent with our kids is important, too. So the only thing good about leaving this year was that Drew came home with us.

He had an awesome summer working Tech at the Island. I can tell he's different. He's been infected by Word of Life. Namely, by God at work in the lives of other young men. I'm grateful for all those who invested in his life. I know God will get much glory from the fruit of Drew's summer surrendered to Him.

And mama's happy to have her firstborn sleeping in his own bed. Even though he's getting too big for it!!

The Home Stretch

A friend said to me yesterday..."Tomorrow's your last day in your house without Drew." It's true! Yesssssssssssssss! I can't believe seven weeks without that boy under our roof has passed. Tomorrow morning we leave (once again) on our road trip up to Schroon Lake, NY to spend a week camping at the Word of Life Family Campground. Drew will only be 9 miles down the road and across the lake. Then we get to bring him home a week later. For good. Well, at least until next summer. We'll see.

Anyway, I'm so excited to once again be the first and last person he sees each day. Can't wait to see him sleeping in his room. I'm so proud of him for spending the summer working for very little pay three hours from home knowing no one there the first day. He's come a long way. Two weeks ago he said, "It's gone by too fast!" Cool. He's looking forward to his church friends coming up tomorrow. What an awesome way to end his time there - with all his friends.

In the meantime, we made it. When it got time for him to leave I wasn't so sure I could do it. But we did it. Missing him all the way, but knowing he'd have a much more purposeful summer at WOL. Last week I heard a quote that fits here: "Anytime you expose yourself to the Word of God, He will use it to grow you." Well, he sure has been exposed to a lot of the Word of God.

I can't wait for the time we'll spend at home reminiscing all his experiences. And witnessing the changes that we are trusting God for. I've been praying so many things over that boy. I hope God has done a major work in his life. (I'll let you know).

Til then - we pack up tonight and head 'high, high, high' up in the Adirondacks first thing tomorrow. I expect to be hugging that kid by 1pm.

PS - Scott and I did just fine by ourselves for a week while Ben and Ally were at camp. So much so, we definitely plan to send them again next year!!

Home Alone

This certainly seems to be the summer of letting go! We had a surprise opportunity to send both Ben and Ally to Word of Life for a week of summer camp. Without parents!! It came about quickly but I knew it was directly from the hand of God. After all, isn't it me who always says 'Word of Life can change your life'. The boys have attended camp at the Ranch back when they were younger, but Ally has never had the chance to go. Well, here it is. I admit I had a crisis of thought. Can I let her go? How will she do without parental instruction? Will it be too much freedom? Will I have to reprogram when she returns? Reminder from God - whispering to me - maybe Word of Life can change her life too! Now, that's exciting. Yes, I can let go for that reason. We had a sweet breakfast together the morning she went to camp. I told her I wasn't going to tell her all the things to do and not to do. Heavens! Doesn't she hear that from me enough (nag, nag, nag). No, I wanted to speak to her heart. I told her to live it up. To have as much fun as possible. To play every game. To really listen to every speaker and see if he has a message for her. To learn from her counselor. I told her that it is her turn to shine. That she could be a great influence on the other girls. That perhaps God would speak something into her life while I wasn't there because maybe Mom is an interference at times. Well, I expect big things. She was a little nervous, but very ready to spread her independent wings. I hope it's the best week ever for her. Probably the best part is no brothers. She really is on her own with no one watching over her shoulder.

As for Ben. Well, he's on the island with big brother. He, too, was excited to be with the big kids. He couldn't wait to do the high ropes course, slide down the massive water slide and just generally pick on his brother who he really has missed this summer. I know he will listen intently to each speaker and try to apply the messages to his life. He has already implemented that discipline and I thank God for it. He will come back really charged up for God.

It's so strange in the house. It's quiet. I'm not expecting anyone to show up and say, "What's for lunch?". It's weird actually. Even going to church Sunday without them. All three gone at once. I reflected that Scott and I haven't been alone in the house for an entire week in 16 years. How about that? So far so good. I hope to not utter the forbidden words "I'm bored". I'll let you know how it goes. In the meantime...

I'm deeply grateful that God is at work in the lives of each one of our children this summer. How I pray they come home changed. I pray that they won't return just knowing the right things TO DO. But, that they will be even more enchanted with the God who created and saved and has a plan for each of their lives - and be motivated to pursue it!!

You've Got to be Kidding Me

Anyone who's known me for 5 minutes knows I love to read. I was challenged about 10 years ago to become a reader and I took it. I'm always reading something. It makes me feel smarter. It inspires me. Mostly I read Christian books that challenge me to walk closer to Christ. Occasionally I'll read a novel, but not often. I don't like getting so caught up in the lives of the characters that I ignore those in my life because I can't put the book down. But my favorites are missionary biographies. A wise mentor encouraged this practice at a women's retreat more than five years ago.

After a while, the instructional books take their toll as I feel I'm spending too much time on self. Always trying to improve self. I know it's happened when I need a break because I'm sick of myself. At those moments, I always pick up a missionary biography. Especially the old ones. There's nothing like getting inspired by the life of one who denied so much of self for Christ. Makes me want to straighten up and walk taller. Makes me want to give more of me to Christ. Makes me want less of the world and more spiritual fruit.

About three years ago I started requiring one missionary biography to be read by my children each summer. Prior to that, I read them one. Now they are on their own. They never fail to groan at first, but I know they get interested. Each day (esp. the ones with no agenda) we read for close to an hour. It's their favorite time. They look forward to it. Yeah right. I wish.

I have a dream that my children would love to read. This dream has not come true yet. (They are 16, 13 and 11.) Today the unthinkable happened. One of my children, who will remain namelesss, uttered the following question when I stated it was time to read. "Why do we have to read in the summer?" You might have thought a demon overtook their mother. Had the child just been dropped off to live in this family? I incredulously replied, "You've got to be kidding me, right? You have no idea why I have you read in the summer? Have I not been clear on my purpose? You think I'm going to let your mind go to mush just because you're on vacation?" I'm sure I said a few more things that I'm not willing to admit to this blog.

But, if you want to see this child again - I'd pray for her safety.

2 Weeks Down, 6 Weeks To Go

Talk about being unprepared. We went camping this last weekend with three other families. I expected to have our usual relaxing, fun time with all of us together. Of course, Drew wouldn't be there, but we'd manage, right? I had no idea the emotions that would come flooding through during mealtimes and while watching all the other kids play. Someone significant was missing. I had to leave one meal when I was overcome with tears. It just wasn't right to not have him with us. Maybe it was because that day marked two weeks since we had left Drew at Word of Life. Maybe it was because we couldn't have any contact with him while in Canada. Regardless, it was a mommy heartbreak moment for sure.

After that mini meltdown, the rest of the weekend went fine. Still, Scott and I talked later and compared feelings. Was it just me? No, he was feeling it too. Indeed, there was a hole. A gap. One that only Drew could fill. It was hard to shake it and I'm not sure if I was very successful. That is, until we got back to the States and I could call him and hear his voice.

Of course, I couldn't help but think of friends of mine who've actually lost loved ones to eternity. I think we got a tiny (and I mean tiny) glimpse of what it could be like trying to fit in with everyone else's complete family when someone you love and miss won't be joining you. Takes a lot of faith to walk that road. Makes me admire those who are walking it even more. I was grateful that God could take my self-focus and turn it into prayers for others.

Don't get me wrong. I still don't regret that Drew is spending the summer working at Word of Life. I don't want him to come home yet. I just miss him when the rest of us are together making special family memories. We'll be going to visit him this Friday (which will mark 3 weeks since we left him). This is the longest time apart ever. We just can't wait! We are expecting eternal dividends from this summer. When he and I chatted yesterday he told me of BIG things God is doing in his life. I marveled at them - especially since it's only been 2 weeks and he has 6 to go! What more can God do? A lot, I pray. I'm excited for him.

Here's a photo of us in our favorite picturesque spot at Charleston Lake. Hated taking that picture without Drew - so I improvised. Can you see my hand-drawn portrait of him?

Yeah, I know...don't quit your day job.

The Beginning of the Letting Go

Well, it's been a week since we took Drew to Word of Life Island for the summer. Here he is in his cabin (w/Ben). Pretty small (and stinky) for 10 boys to share, but I think he's gotten used to it.

It was a rough week for me imagining how I would handle Drew being gone for 8 weeks. But by the time Friday came and we took that boat over to the Island, I was pretty excited for him. He will be in a God-saturated environment, working hard and being stimulated and challenged spiritually all summer! Here at home he'd probably just play video games, sleep in and want to go golfing every day. Nah - this is better. Even though we miss him terribly. I'm thankful for the gift of email, texting, cell phones and IM. It means we stay in touch everyday.

Below is the letter I wrote Drew and gave him the night before he left. I am amazed at God's plan for this family. Twenty two years ago I went to WOL for the summer and God got hold of my heart forever - and now my son is there. Amen!!


Hey Drew,
I was thinking about you as I just finished the "Do Hard Things" book that I bought for Ben for his birthday. Thank you for agreeing to read it before you go to Word of Life for the summer.

I'm quite excited about this "rebelution" among teenagers spreading the globe. I'm praying you'll be a part of it and that you'll even lead something in your school and youth group. For years your teachers have described you as a leader. Which means there are "peeps" following behind you. They are watching and like what they see. I like what I see in you. You have made Dad and me so proud with your good decisions and ever-growing godly character. (not to mention fun personality!!) To quote some of your old friends "God made you special - and He loves you very much!" (remember who that is? - hint they are green and red.)

But, the thing about leadership is that you can never remain the same. Godly leadership requires changing - all the time. Becoming more Christ-like. Learning more about Jesus and adjusting your life to it. We must never stay the same because then we quit growing. God has His hand on your life and it is no coincidence that you are a part of the Core, attend NSBC, go to Faith Heritage and belong to this family. It's all part of your shaping.

Additionally, I've been praying about your upcoming summer at Word of Life. Excitement and anticipation of what you will experience hardly covers all my feelings. I get mixed reactions (particularly from mothers) when they find out that we are letting you be gone for 8 weeks. Some say "that's cool - he's going to love it.” Most, though, get out a sad voice and say, "The whole summer? That's a long time. What will you do without him? That's going to be hard." Indeed. It will be hard on all of us - Dad, Ben, Ally and me. Why? Because we love you so much. You are an integral and important part of this family. Your presence will be missed. Days without being the first and last one to see you each day will be hard for me. Wondering if you're sick or sad and wanting to hug you. Tough. I know it's coming.

But, like the title of the book says - Dad and I are doing "the hard thing" by letting you go. There are 2 BIG reasons why. 1. I, personally, know from experience that Word of Life is a life-changing place. Most of my defining moments happened the summer I spent up there. I was even a rebellious 18-year-old and yet God got hold of my heart and has never let go. And I've never been the same since. Thankfully, you don't have that obstacle to overcome. So just think what a great BIG vision God can give you for your life as a teenager and beyond. That is what Dad and I are praying for. That you will hear God's voice all summer long as you meet and listen to one dynamic speaker after the next, week after week. And that He would whisper dreams into your heart. Dreams of what He can do through you in your lifetime. We pray that you will meet young men older than you who will inspire you to be Godly now. And we even pray that you will influence those your age or younger. Showing them what it looks like to live for God now. Solidly doing your best for God. He may even reveal sin or complacency in your life and give you the opportunity to leave it behind. Do it.

Reason #2. And this is where I gulp over the large lump in my throat. As I consider that we only have you in our home in this capacity for 2 more years and then you're off to college, I would be crazy to lose these summer weeks without you. As your departure date nears, my heart wants to selfishly keep you here with us. However, God has been good to remind me that you are His. He bought you with a price. And, most importantly, Drew, you were created for God's pleasure. Not mine. Not Dad's. Ironically, though, because God is so gracious and kind, we have received immeasurable pleasure and blessing during these first 16 years with you. So, instead of hogging you to myself for the summer - which would be the easy thing to do, I release you to strategically be in a place where you will meet God and head more purposefully in the direction He has for you.

Remember the Jim Elliott quote, “Live to the hilt every moment you believe to be the will of God.”? Drew, it is God’s will for you to be at Word of Life this summer. Grab every moment and live it to the fullest. As usual, you’ll have to be careful who you’re friends are because you’ll meet all kinds of kids. You know what to do. Remember that we are just a phone call and/or 3 hour drive away. We will be praying diligently for you each day and loving you every moment. Recognize that Satan doesn't want any good thing to happen in and through you this summer, will oppose every good thing God is doing, and will probably try to confuse you. Don’t fall for it. We'll pray you through.

It's going to be an awesome summer, Drew. We will miss you each and every day. We love you tons and tons.

What's God been teaching you lately? part 3

Well, here we are at the final installment. Review: I pretended you asked me what God’s been teaching me lately. I couldn’t answer it in one devotional. So here are the previous two bullet points.

1. Spend your life pursuing God and investing in people.

2. If we seek comfort from what this world has to offer and we build our life around that pursuit - trying to insulate ourselves from pain and discomfort – we’ll miss our calling.
Time for number three.

3. Deliberate mediocrity is a sin. I read this quote over a year ago but can’t get it out of my mind. Since then, it’s been confirmed and revisited in other books I’ve read and some songs I love.

Let me give you some definitions:
Mediocrity – a moderate degree of excellence; ordinary; indifferent
Complacency – contentment; a smug feeling of self-satisfaction (with who you are and what you’ve done).

Ok, so I have a new favorite book. I bought "Do Hard Things – A Teenage Rebellion Against Low Expectations" by Alex and Brett Harris for my sons to read. Naturally, I read it first and I’m so jazzed about it that I’ve already bought 5 copies for every teenager I know who has an occasion coming up that I might need to give him/her a gift for. (It’s written by teens for teens and is really motivating.) Read on and see what I mean.

“The daily periodical Bits & Pieces shares this chilling picture of what's

really happening: (in our culture)

Complacency is a blight that saps energy, dulls attitudes and causes a drain

on the brain. The first symptom is satisfaction with things as they are.

The second is rejection of things as they might be.
"Good enough" becomes today's watchword and tomorrow's standard. Complacency makes people fear the unknown, mistrust the untried, and abhor the new. Like water, complacent people follow the easiest course - downhill. They draw false strength from looking back."

I think that truth-packed quote certainly could be applied to so many areas of life. How many of us could be characterized as fearful of the unknown, mistrusting the untried and abhorring the new? Do we have little energy and a dull attitude? Are we satisfied with things as they are and prone to reject what they might be? Gracious – how big do we think our God is…or isn’t? Do we believe He can only accomplish what we are able to explain or what we’ve already seen? Or is He waiting to unleash His Spirit in a new way in present and future generations?

Later the authors say, “Over time, refusing to reach higher, try harder and risk more robs us of the glorious purpose and wonderful future God has created us for.” What are we so afraid of? What other people think? That we’ll fail?

MercyMe puts it well in their song “Goodbye, Ordinary”.

I wonder when we first bought into this
So satisfied with status quo
Have we convinced ourselves that this is all there is?

We were never meant to compromise
Settle for mediocrity
This life was never made to be a waste of time
Well all that is within me says no more just existing

Live like there’s no tomorrow
Love extravagantly
Lead a life to be followed
Goodbye ordinary. Goodbye ordinary.

The Harris boys give three strategies for stepping higher. “We recommend that teens do three hard things that go above and beyond what our culture expects:
1. Do what’s hard for you.
2. Be known for what you do (more than what you don’t).
3. Pursue excellence, not excuses.”

Granted, I’m not a teenager anymore but what an awesome message for adults too. If we’re bored with life or bored with church, it’s not because God is boring. Perhaps it’s because we’ve settled for complacency, status quo or mediocrity. We’re comfortable with who we are and what our life looks like. We’ve got to break free from that lesser thinking! No more comfort zone living. Engage God. Ask Him to do something big through you. Tell Him you want an adventure. Then go do something hard for Him. He’ll give you everything you need to accomplish it because it’s for His glory!

And you might just find yourself satisfied and hungry for more. Deliberate mediocrity is a sin. Let’s be deliberate for God instead.

P.S. Jesus was far from mediocre. When He came, He changed modern-day ‘religion’ as it was known. Everything He did flew in the face of religious rituals. What if He tried that in the ‘church’ of 2008? Would He get the same response?

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What's God been teaching...Part 2

From last week’s devotion (scroll down): “We must know His Word thoroughly – so that we know the heart of our God – it’s all in there. We were made for heaven, not earth. It’s so easy to hold tightly to earthly pleasures and comfort, isn’t it, even if it means rejecting the sovereignty of God and choosing bitterness?”

This was bringing me to point #2 of how I would answer the title question.

If seeking comfort from what this world has to offer is our goal – and we build our life around that pursuit, trying to insulate ourselves from pain and discomfort – we’ll miss our calling. Now this is serious. Miss my calling? I surely don’t want to get to the end of my life, meet Jesus and have Him show me all I missed because I was all about me being comfortable here on earth. We are each created with a God-given need for comfort. It’s important! It shows up when we’re tired, bored, hurt, angry, and many other times. It’s our choice where we will seek the comfort we desperately desire. As women, I’m sure we can all relate to certain comforts we are drawn to – relationships (healthy and unhealthy), shopping, food, etc.

A few weeks ago, something happened that really put me in a bad mood. I mean, I knew my attitude for the day (and possibly upcoming days) was on the line. How would I handle the disappointment and frustration? Our enemy, Satan, wasted no time giving me options.

I thought a cute pair of sandals, especially if found on a clearance rack, would do the trick. Or would it be eating some really fattening foods that I know aren’t good for me – all day long? Yes! I liked this idea. Indulge! I knew I would feel better. At least for a few minutes. It didn’t take long before the other voice kicked in (see John 10). The Holy Spirit whispered a truth I had heard from a favorite speaker just a day or so before. Seek to the God of all Comforts in our time of need, not earthly comforts. He has everything we need.

Yes, that was the right answer. I took a moment right then to purpose in my heart that I would seek comfort from God and God alone that day. No chocolate, no shopping, no girlfriends. Just God.

Of course you know what I’m going to say next. He showed up. He always does. He reminded me of many, many attributes of God that are for me and for the situation. He sees. He knows. Nothing happens that He is not fully aware of. My job is to not throw a fit because I didn’t get my way. My responsibility is to accept both the good and the bad, the wanted and the dreaded, from God’s sovereign hand. To handle the negative with maturity and grace, trusting He knows what is best. Sometimes the journey is more important than the destination.

I didn’t say it was easy. But I want to be a Daniel – to decide to honor God in every area of my life with resolve. To trust Him without reservation or hesitation. Even if I don’t understand it. No turning back – even if it gets tough. One thing I know for sure is that God honors those decisions.

The situation still hasn’t changed – but my attitude has. Had I fallen for Satan’s temptation, I bet the outcome would have been different. It would have been a rotten day and I would have felt guilty for indulging. Chances are, I probably would have sinned with my mouth and heart as well by sharing my bad mood with everyone who came along my path. Likely I would have been confessing sin by the end of the day. “It” (life) really is all about Him. And I want Him more than I want anything else. The cool thing about that is that He will give us more and more of Himself as we seek Him with all of our hearts not just on good days, but on the hard ones too.

2 Cor. 1:3, 4 “Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God.”

Did you notice the last part of the verse? It takes us right back to last week’s devotion. The challenge was to invest in others. God doesn’t waste a thing. When we go to Him for comfort and receive it, He expects us to turn around and give it to someone else.

This makes sense! Ask God to make you aware this week, girlfriends, of what earthly pleasures you might be depending on for your comfort. Now I’m not talking about air conditioning on a steamy day or sneaking a bite of chocolate before bed. I’m talking about subtle habits or even dangerous addictions that keep us satisfied enough to not go to God. Our world is full of people who don’t know any better than to seek comfort from “stuff”. We know better and can offer it to them. Don’t be satisfied enough. Want God more than you want anything else – and then go get Him! Be victorious!

Next week....#3

What's God Been Teaching You Lately?

Ever had someone ask you that question and you just don’t have the time or well-crafted words to seize the opportunity to answer it justly? I have, and I thought, since I haven’t written in a while I’d pretend you just asked it of me.

Before I begin, keep in mind these are random thoughts. If they somehow connect as you read them, it will be the ministry of the Holy Spirit to you. For sure.

Spend your life pursuing God and investing in people. If you do this, when the dark days of grief and pain come (and they will), God will raise you up. He’ll do it through His Spirit and through the people you’ve invested in.

Since last Wednesday night when I learned of the tragic death of Steven Curtis Chapman’s youngest adopted daughter, I’ve been grieving. Back and forth between tears, prayers and wondering how they’re going to get through this. He and his family are experiencing crippling levels of pain and loss. God will get them through. How do I know this? Because they’ve built mountains of faith on the firm foundation of Jesus Christ and His Word. In my humble unsolicited opinion, I believe SCC to be the most godly, humble Christian artist with utmost integrity. (Just listen to any one of his songs or attend a concert to hear his heart and you’ll know what I mean. Each song reflects Steven’s deep and growing-deeper relationship w/the Savior and the truths he has discovered in God’s Word.) I’ve been reading updates on how they are doing from Steven’s manager, Jim Houser’s, blog. (http://www.stevencurtischapman.org/ - to read it all). Here’s one small excerpt:

“If you couldn't be here, the Chapmans have felt your love too. Yes, web stats are just numbers... but in this case they reflect love. In the first 24 hours after Maria's untimely death was confirmed, over 31,000 people shared their condolences; (now over 18,000) 225,000 people watched the Maria video; $100,000 donated to Maria's Miracle Fund, 715,000 people visited SCC.com's blog In Memory Of Maria; and Dale, our web guru, had to change the configuration of the site because traffic was so heavy it was literally crashing the server. 715k may not be a lot if you're U2, but in our music circles that looks a whole lot like 5 months of traffic in one day.” Not to mention hundreds who showed up at their church the first night and over 2,000 who attended the memorial service - italics mine.

Says a lot about a person, doesn’t it? Says a lot about how God has provided us love we can touch when we need it. Who says God isn’t here in the flesh? Oh yes He is.

Now that some of the hardest days have passed, I’m not worried about the Chapman family. I know they are going to make it. Long ago they put their faith and trust and HOPE in God. They’ve shaped their lives around a relentless pursuit of His Will for their lives. They will accept both blessing and pain from the hands of the Father. And, for sure, they will glorify God even in this.

Of course, the question has to be asked: Could that be said of me? Could it be said of you?

In order to secure the right answer, we have to believe God with reckless abandon. We must know His Word thoroughly – so that we know the heart of our God – it’s all in there. We were made for heaven, not earth. It’s so easy to hold tightly to earthly pleasures and comfort, isn’t it, even if it means rejecting the sovereignty of God and choosing bitterness?

This, of course, brings me to #2 (see the Holy Spirit really is connecting them) – but how much time do you really have today? And how much can we digest without forgetting what we’ve read? So, I’ve made an executive decision – this will be a 3-part series of devotions (as I still have 2 more big thoughts).

Lots to chew on today, ladies that I love. Don’t despair. Don’t lose heart. Your God loves you. Pursue Him all the way. Hold nothing back. He’ll show you that He’s worth it. And focus your life on sharing with others what He has taught you. The body of Christ – what an awesome thing!! We need each other in the triumphs and valleys. I’m grateful today for all those who have reached out the Chapman’s – and who have reached out to me in my times of need. I love you all. And I hope to be there for you when you need the arms of God wrapped around you.

And now just as you trusted Christ to save you, trust him, too, for each day's problems; live in vital union with Him. See that you go on growing in the Lord, and become strong and vigorous in the truth you were taught. Let your lives overflow with joy and thanksgiving for all He has done. Col. 2:6-7 TLB

Here's all our family w/ Mr. Chapman last fall here in Syracuse!

May Days

For someone who loves words and has so many, I haven't written lately. It's been a pretty busy month.

• Something I've been dreaming and praying about for some years manifested itself. The first meeting of Women's Ministry Connect - "In Good Company" happened right here in my home. Area Women's Ministry Coordinators came together for breakfast, prayer, encouragement and strategic ministry planning. What a joy!
• Scott and I celebrated 18 years of marriage. We thank God for this gift and for maintaining our love for so long. Many, many more to come we pray!
• We travelled without the kids to Lancaster, PA to redeem a Christmas gift. We watched Daniel and Abraham and Sarah at the Sights and Sounds theater. It was wonderful! Highly recommended. Go when you can!
• Drew was inducted into the National Honor Society at Faith Heritage School. Proud mama and daddy! He got his permit the same day and now we have a full-time chauffer.
• We've grieved along w/the Steven Curtis Chapman family who lost their daughter last week. It's a journey of emotion even from here. Don't you love the body of Christ?
• I finished my new favorite book (that I bought for my boys) "Do Hard Things - A Teenage Rebellion Against Low Expectations". Uh-huh. You can tell from the title, can't you? It's a must read. Written by teens for teens by Alex and Brett Harris. Get a copy!

Enjoying a low-activity week focusing on abiding with Christ. He is near and good. And I love Him so.

Long Time No Blog

Well, it's been over a month. Quite a few things have happened since I last wrote.

1. I had a root canal.

2. I had a physical (11 years overdue) and my first mammogram.

3. I went on a 2 week vacation in Florida w/Scott and the kids.

4. I turned 40.

The last one really was the "biggie". 40? How did this happen? One thing's for sure - it was fun! I enjoyed 2 surprise parties, 2 family celebrations and tons of great cards and gifts!

The greatest of all was a book that one friend and mentor gave me 40 days before the big day. In it, she had compiled devotional thoughts/pictures/memories/well wishes and prayers from all sorts of different people I've loved over the years. One each day - for 40 days. So many surprises!! Who can beat that? Wow did I feel loved. Do I feel loved.

When I finally got to the end I was emotional (i.e. I cried). I had savored every page each day for 40 days - never looking ahead and I knew I'd be in withdrawal when it was over. But I was floored by the simplicity of the finale. It was a table of contents where the author's names were listed under the title "Happy Birthday from all of us". Whew. Speechless. (if you can imagine that.)

What an incredible collection of past and present "investors". I wondered how there could be so many important people willing to take the time to give me the gift of words. And I'm talking meaningful words. And funny words. And God's Words. Undeserved for sure, but humbly and hugely appreciated. Perhaps it's one of the greatest mysteries I'll try to unravel.

Did I mention that I saw the movie Nancy Drew and loved it? I now realize she is a kindred spirit as I am a fellow sleuth. So don't try to get anything by me....I pick up on clues.

Back to my point, I consider this volume a gift directly (almost) from the hand of God. He knows when His children need encouragement. He creatively brings it to us in a way that will matter and speak loudly of His great love (i.e. blow us away). I certainly heard it. The crazy thing is that in my opinion, these "authors" are the ones that deserve the encouragement for giving so much to this life. For without God and without them - it would be nothing.

If you are reading this and were a contributor, it was the happiest birthday ever. And I love you.

If You Had Only Known

Last week to celebrate Palm Sunday, I read through each of the Gospel accounts of the Triumphal Entry. The day Jesus entered Jerusalem on a humble donkey. People laid out their coats for Him and waved palm branches chanting phrases we are familiar with but rarely utter aloud. “Blessed is the King who comes in the name of the Lord” and “Hosanna in the highest”!

While each gospel is similar, some details are different. The one that jumped off the page and grabbed my attention was in the book of Luke. Jesus was coming through town as I described above which made some religious leaders very nervous and uneasy. Check out Luke 19:38-42.

“Some of the Pharisees in the crowd said to Jesus, ‘Teacher, rebuke your disciples!’ ‘I tell you,’ He replied, ‘if they keep quiet, the stones will cry out.’ As He approached Jerusalem and saw the city, He wept over it and said, ‘If you, even you, had only known on this day what would bring you peace – but now it is hidden from your eyes.’”

First, the fact that the people were making a lot of noise praising God for Jesus and His coming kingdom is exciting. Their day had arrived. The one they’d been waiting for. The Savior, right in their midst. Some knew it and did what comes naturally when the supernatural coincides with the natural – break out into praise.

One would think the religious leaders would be out in front of the parade. After all, they were the studied, the experts of the law of God, weren’t they? Why weren’t they participating at the very least? Instead, they were telling Jesus to keep the people quiet. I just love His response. My paraphrase – “better let them go – nothing can stop ‘em! If they don’t do it – you’ll have more happening than you’ll know what to do with.”

Secondly, Jesus’ response when overlooking the city of people He came to save, who rejected His message and His love. Jesus was so overcome with emotion that He wept. And those next words are powerful. What did He mean by “if you had only known on this day what would bring you peace.”? He meant that this moment was prophecy fulfilled! Daniel and Zechariah predicted this day. It’s so sad they didn’t see it – and weren’t looking for it. And because they didn’t, the dark consequence is that ‘now it is hidden from your eyes’.

What I see here are some practical applications for us. I’ll put it simply.

1. Know Scripture so that you know what’s happening in your world. When things come to pass as the Scriptures predict (and there’s still so much more to come, friends), let’s be expecting it – not caught unaware and then skeptical.
2. See with new eyes and fresh understanding that Jesus came to give us peace. You know that is what we are all looking for. No worries, no wondering, instead, a firm faith in God who is trustworthy.
3. The dangerous consequences that illumination is a window of opportunity which won’t always be open. If we choose not to see, we’ll lose the ability. He weeps when we choose not to notice Him or believe His Word.

Easter is a triumphant day. New life. Spring. Eggs hatching. Bulbs blooming. It’s all related. And it’s all because of Jesus. We celebrate Christ’s victory over the grave. We recognize His resurrection power that raised Jesus from the dead. We, too, can live in victory over sin and death. That’s the whole point.

Romans 8:11 says, “And if the Spirit of Him who raised Jesus from the dead is living in you, He who raised Christ from the dead will also give life to your mortal bodies through His Spirit who lives in you.”

I pray that you will let loose this weekend and cry out “Hosanna” to your King. Call Him “blessed”! Recognize that He came for you. He came to give you peace. His gift is resurrection power living inside you to give you life – abundant life!

And He came to bring your friends and neighbor’s peace. They are looking for it. I hope they see it demonstrated in the life of every believer. Do they see the peace of God in your life? Peace that says we are loved and our futures are secure in Christ. Not dependent on works or prayers or effort.

So take a moment to offer Jesus’ gift to someone you know who is not at peace. Not with life. Not with man. Not with God. Someone who is a worrier. Someone who is trying to control every aspect of his/her life. Someone who lives in fear of the future or maybe even fear of the present or past. Bet you know someone, just like I do. We’ve got a glorious message to tell.

We’d better get moving – just like the ladies and the disciples at the tomb did when they realized that all He said was true! Remember what the angel said – “I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. He is not here; He has risen, just as He said.” Matt. 28:5-6

Time for a Change

Guess what I did today? I got the remaining Rubbermaid bins out of the basement to put away the last of the Christmas decorations. I know what you’re thinking, “Are you kidding me? It’s March already!” Ok so it took me a while this year. Truly I did put the majority back in the crawlspace right after New Year’s. Well, maybe it was more toward the end of January, but who’s keeping track? It’s so disappointing to put away all the shiny red ornaments, white lights and memory-filled items and replace them with…well, nothing. Not another holiday or season in sight! When there’s not a lot of snow it can be a dreary time of year. And truthfully, it’s just that I have some stuff that I can’t bear to only enjoy for a month out of the year. I admit it, I had a hard time putting away my two Kenyan Nativity sets, our clock that plays a Christmas carol every hour, the Christmas puzzle we put together and framed, and photos chronicling our family celebrations through the years. So I chose to leave a lot of it up for a while to keep the beauty and joy alive. It never occurs to me that I’ve left it up too long until a guest observes, and comments.

I really do love the changing of the seasons. Every one of them. Of course, winter is my favorite. Not only for Christmas and snow, but because it’s sweater weather. And casserole weather. Because we hunker down in our houses and sit closer together (maybe to keep warm). We play more board games and go to bed earlier because it’s dark sooner. We hibernate in a way. And that’s good. For a while….

But today’s a different day. They say you’ll know when it’s time. Today it was time. I suspect it had to do with the warm, sunny 50-degree day we were blessed with this week. We took off our coats, drove with the windows down and even stopped for soft ice cream after school. We were celebrating the hope and arrival of Spring. I especially love when the neighbors are out. It seems everywhere you looked they were there. Washing cars, walking dogs, riding bikes. Yup, we’re ready to break free and get outside.

I’m probably also ready because we are looking forward to going south for spring break from school. Just 35 days until we are putting our pale faces in the sun and walking on the beach and swimming in a pool. Wearing flip-flops, not boots! Making memories together and visiting distant family. Having something to look ahead toward such as this is what keeps me going when winter is dragging on.

It’s time to put off the winter doldrums and look ahead to Spring. Easter is such a vivid picture of this. And it’s so much earlier this year! When Jesus rose from the dead that dreary morning, with Him came all of our hope. There is new life! Old things have died – behold all things are new! It’s one more opportunity for us to be renewed. To have new breath breathed into our lungs. To look up, smile and go forward with a positive attitude. You know, like the kind of great attitude we have when the sun is shining, grass is getting green and flower buds start to appear.

So, what are you looking forward to in the coming months? I hope it’s something fun like a family vacation. Or some time off from work. Or reading a good book. Or a visit from a friend. Or sitting outside reading your Bible. Or taking long walks in a park. If you haven’t thought of anything yet why not start planning? Give yourself permission to dream. Pursue God with a renewed passion. Ask Him to SHINE His glory into your life. Don’t fall for the enemy’s scheme of mediocrity. Life doesn’t have to be boring. You were created for so much more. One of my favorite verses that motivates me to see things through God’s eyes is this one: “No eye has seen, no ear has heard, no mind has conceived what God has prepared for those who love Him.” (2 Cor. 2:9) Or how about this one? “Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all.” (2 Cor. 4:16—17)

Look up! Winter’s almost over. Embrace the future with expectation. You might just get a “spring” in your step as you anticipate what great things God has for you in this next season. So, the boxes are in the basement and the Christmas/winter remains are out of sight until the day after Thanksgiving … (By the way, I heard on the radio yesterday that there’s only 297 days until Christmas – but that’s not relevant here.) ….and I’m happy.

Growing up....Together

Something unexpected happened to me this month. Not totally, I knew it was coming, but still, it snuck up on me. I became the mother of a 16-year-old. I have to confess it didn’t come without a truckload of emotions. On a shallow level, “How did I get so old?” Yet on a much deeper level, “Where did the time go?” Not to mention, “Yikes, we only have 2 years left!”

I remember that snowy morning, married almost 2 years, living in a small apartment across the street from the hospital in Hornell, NY when I awoke to popping sound and subsequent warm, fuzzy feeling. As I hopped out of bed in lightning speed, Scott said I hadn’t moved that fast in months. Within 10 hours, I was surrounded by family and friends and delivered a blond-haired, blue-eyed baby boy. Talk about a shock to my dark-haired, dark-eyed Italian family!

He was not just any baby, though. He was the one we would later and still today refer to as “perfect baby”. He came in perfect textbook fashion and has pretty much followed “the rules” all his life. He’s brought more smiles and joy than we could have expected. Family members often recount how we would just sit around and watch him. Like he was a dog doing tricks. In awe, we watched him roll over, we watched him crawl, we watched him walk, we watched him play. We are still watching him – now it’s when he plays basketball. There’s no prouder mama in the stands! (Well, maybe, but I doubt it.) He’s been a dream come true – except for the occasional teasing of his siblings! And we thank God for that important privilege of being his parents.

The other night he was preparing to attend a 2-day retreat with his school classmates. I asked him if he needed help packing. “No, I can do it.” Man, he’s getting grown up. I was up early the next morning praying for him. I was asking God to do a great work in his life while he’s away with his youth pastor, teachers and friends. I prayed that He would not just love God and do the right things because he’s a good rule follower and doesn’t want to cause trouble or suffer consequences. Rather, that he’d get a cool new look at God and love Him more than anything else in his world not because it’s expected of him, but because he can’t help it and wants to.

I thanked God for what a great kid Drew is. I told Him how much I love Drew. It sounded something like, “Lord, I love that kid so much!” Which was followed by “I know you love Him millions more.” Obviously, this was not new news to me, but it was staggering nonetheless. I recognized that if I, a sinful, selfish mother loves this boy this much, how amazing that God who is perfect, having created this boy in His own image and has a great plan for His life, loves him even more. Wow – that should eliminate any worry or controlfreakishness (my word) on my part, shouldn’t it?

Before I could digest the wonder of a God who loves His own like that, He blew me away with another one. In my heart I heard: “Angela, I love you like that too. You know how much you like to brag about Drew and the young man he’s becoming? I see that in you. You know how special you feel when he spots you in a crowd and smiles affectionately or unexpectedly throws his arm around you? That’s how I feel about you when you turn your attention to me. Every time you prefer me to something lesser, it is worship. Every time you deny yourself and put others first, it is worship. Every time you obey me or thank me or remember me, my heart swells like yours every time Drew does. I am your Father and I have my eye on you just the same way you have your loving, protective eye on these kids.”

Whew. You could have blown me over with a feather. How I crave that kind of love. For the most part, it’s easy for me to show love to all three of my kids even though it comes from this sinful, selfish heart of mine. How much more amazing to be loved completely, perfectly by One who is pure!

Perhaps this experience is an answer to a recent prayer pattern I’ve been in. Asking God to remind me of basic truths I’ve known for a long time. To allow me to see Him in the faces of others. Begging Him to not let me read well worn, often preached passages with a same old same old attitude. Instead, I want him to really blow me away and open my eyes so I read them like it’s the first time. So I can see our ever-present God everywhere.

I dare you to do the same. If you’re in a rut or feeling spiritually flat or maybe like God is distant – don’t stay there. Ask for fresh new eyes and insight. Ask Him to reveal more of Himself to you so that you can love Him more and honor Him with every part of your life.

It may be emotional and even cause some pain, but it will be worth it. He’s got His eye on you, girl. And He loves you. No matter what. Last week I wrote you and encouraged you to spend some time in Ephesians. Well, I did it too. You know that’s where all this came from, don’t you? There’s a lot of love in that book. For me and for you. And for those we love. Stay in there until you are settled comfortably in it. If you find this great love for you hard to imagine or fathom, that’s excellent! God expected you to feel that way and wrote some verses just for you.

“I pray…that He would grant you, according to the riches of His glory, to be strengthened with power through His Spirit in the inner man; so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith; and that you, being rooted and grounded in love, may be able to comprehend with all the saints what is the breadth and length and height and depth and to know the love of Christ which surpasses knowledge, that you may be filled up to all the fullness of God. Now to Him who is able to do exceeding abundantly beyond all that we ask or imagine, according to the power that works within us, to Him be the glory in the church and in Christ Jesus to all generations forever and ever. Amen.”
Eph. 3:14-21 Oh yeah!

Be on the lookout – He may surprise you where He shows up. Like in the face of a not-so-little-anymore little boy. Yeah, he’s growing up (a little too fast) right along with his mom who still has some growing to do herself.