Monday again. I see the sun. I know Spring is on its way - it has to be -
it's March 24th! Still, we woke up to a dusting on the ground and just
had a brief squall that dumped some more white on my brown yard. Not
cool one week from April. Oh well, now the sun is back out so I thought
I'd write while I'm in a good mood. Anyone else notice how the weather
can change a mood?
So about our weekend. In case you're
dying to know what I did, here's a glimpse. I pray I can make it brief so
you don't regret coming over.
Friday I shopped for the
shower I'll be giving Brittany very soon. It was so much fun. The
lists were in action and I was cruising through them and our checking
account like a woman on a mission. Nothing like planning a party.
Later that day Ally went on an outing with her youth group for
the night so I badgered, I mean suggested to Scott that we hop,
skip and jump down to have dinner with Drew. I mercilessly may have
pulled out this card, "Soon he won't be living just an hour from us but
may move far far away and we'll only see him once a year. Then we'll be
sorry we didn't go see him more often." He's a good egg that Scott
Burtis.
Because Drew was torn between dinner with his
awesome, thoughtful, fun parents and March Madness (give me strength), I promised a
restaurant with tvs. We chose a Mexican one nearby and had
ordered and been brought our drinks before we realized there were no
tvs.
I swear it was not planned on my part. Seriously. I
consider it God's favor. I have to say that I had the most delicious
meal too. While the two vanillas (clones) ordered some boring dish that
I could make at home, I looked over the 254 entries and gave it my best
shot to create my own. You see, I wanted chimichangas, which they had,
but none featured seafood. Could they make a seafood one I asked? No.
This
perhaps God's favor on Scott and Drew who mocked me for trying.
Instead, the manager (owner maybe?) suggested the seafood enchiladas.
Because I am so easygoing, I agreed and oh my word, they were good.
Next
we walked around the mall. Just for fun, I thought I'd look for a pair
of shoes for Drew's wedding. God's favor again. I found exactly what I
wanted. A friend had given me a coupon so I got them for cheap! I dig
a good deal.
Nice,
huh? I've been wanting a pair of nude shoes and I now I can say I HAD
to buy them. Then I stumbled across this dress. What do you think?
Is
it too 80's (note the ruffle in the middle)? I had a 20% off coupon
and it was marked $4.97. Still I agonized over it because I didn't
really need it. Alas, my lifetime philosophy of how to
build a wardrobe (buy cheap when you find a bargain and later you'll be
glad) won out and I purchased it for a mere $4.00. I came home and tried
it on for Scott who I knew was thinking 'you don't need another dress' then I
spotted a sweater in my closet the exact same green and knew it was
meant to be. My heart was at peace.
After dropping the boy back off at
his dorm (and squeezing him extra tight) we made a stop at the place where the red light was
on. Just because we had to.
One of us could barely wait til we got in the car because, well, they were warm!
I
didn't have one because I'm still doing January eating. Don't feel
sorry for me or proud of me, I ate enough sweet carbs in December to
carry me until next year, or at least until this summer's wedding,
provided I can fit into my dress.
Saturday was a fun day of visiting friends and having a girlfriend spend the night.
Have
I ever mentioned how much I love Sundays? Before we went to a church
where Scott would preach, we watched Andy Stanley live from his church
in Atlanta. Oh how we love Andy. He spoke this week about Jesus
healing the man born blind and everything pertaining to it.
The main thrust being that when we read the Gospels we should deliberately look for what we can learn about God, the Father because that's one of the reasons Jesus came to earth - to reveal what the Father is like.
Side note - if you're reading the Gospels with me right now, let's make that our focus too.
These nuggets stood out and are proved in John 9.
1. God sometimes chooses to display His power through our pain. Pain is not always a result of sin.
2. God deals with people individually.
I
came away re-energized to live in such a way that God gets glory
through my pain. As much as possible, not just the bare minimum. This
is going to require less whining, sniveling, shrinking from who I am in
Christ and speaking from a place of God-confidence. I'm sucking it up.
Secondly,
I love the picture Andy painted of how Jesus could have healed people simply
with his voice or in mass groups even in just one day - heal them all with one
sweep of His power. But He didn't do that. He spent day after day
ministering to the large crowds one individual at a time. He
gave each one His time, attention, and (don't miss this) His touch. Amazing. He is not an
impersonal God. He's not just "God who so loved the world.". He is God, who so loved Angela and God who so loved you.
You can listen to the sermon if you click here (part 2). Did you know I read minds?
If
that wasn't enough for one Sunday, Ally and I got to hear Scott
preach too. When he was wrapping up the thought that God has works prepared
in advance for us to do (Eph. 2:10), he told a story I've heard him
tell many times but it hit me with fresh gratitude...and tears, of course.
He
shared his longtime prayer for our kids that they would do more for God
in their lifetime than he or I could ever do. He linked the answer to
all the missions trips (each are named in my last post) our kids have been on at their ages. Good works God has prepared in advance for our kids to do. Phew. He is so good.
And
this is yet another reason why I love church. Sermons. With personal illustrations.
God uses them to cheer us on and equip us for our journey, not to mention dazzle us with His greatness. Get to
church people!
Well, this brief post certainly has gotten away from me in details (shocking!), so let's wrap it up.
Had
you stopped over Sunday afternoon, you would have found me frequently
checking the American Airlines airflight tracker watching Ben's plane
fly back from Panama to JFK. Cool technology, but still
somewhat unnerving to see that plane and imagine your kid completely surrounded
by ocean beneath him without either parent there. So grateful to get that
first call hearing his voice back in the good old U.S.of A.
I will save photos for what I hope to be the next post - Ben as my guest blogger - telling you all about his trip. Stay tuned!
I also facetimed (not a verb, not in the dictionary, please forgive) with Brittany for an hour or so. Scott said I was being bossy as I asked questions and gave her homework that will help me complete my lists. I asked her if she thought I was bossy and she said, "No, not at all!" with a cute laugh. Bless her heart. Young love. I wonder how long I'll get away with it. Perhaps it's time to step away from the wedding plans.
Last
but not least, we watched Frozen (Scott hadn't seen it- gasp!) but
what's so interesting about that? - everybody's doing it. One of my
favorite lines is (from Kristoff), "Ice is my life." Seems to be ours too
here in NY. Let's go Spring - we're ready!
Have a great day and thanks for hanging with me to the end.
PS - speaking of March Madness, my favorite team, Gonzaga (because "that's fun to say") is out. Guess I'm done watching. Not that I was watching to begin with, I just asked Scott for updates.
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