Stained Glass

Week One - Snapshots

2012-01-17T23:09:00.000-05:00

So my first week back here in CO has officially been fantastic! Here are a few 'snap-shots' - Moments I didn't get a picture of, but are priceless nonetheless.

"Remember whose you are" - If I had a picture of this it would be of my dad giving me a big hug after a final prayer for safety and blessing. Cause at the end of that hug he always says the same thing: "remember whose you are"... His and God's. No matter where I go God goes with me and Dad is only a phone call away. It is also great incentive to be the best I can be, because I want to make them proud of me.

"The Wave" - Every family has quirky things that they do, that others watching might not get but means a whole-ton-of-a-lot (as a friend of mine would say) to those who understand. In my family one of those things is 'the wave'. At the last moment before you enter the shuttle to your gate, the official beginning of your adventure, you are supposed to turn and wave to the family waiting for that last see-you-later. So of course this time was no different, especially since my-Sarah had given me strict instructions not to forget.

"Arrival" - After a long trip nothing is happier than being greeted by people happy to see you :) Especially if there are kiddos in that group; which there were.

"Papa Murphy's Pizza" - Well, it's fantastic pizza!

"Puzzle time" - Hanging out with some friends, just enjoying the evening as we worked on a puzzle. I love it when you don't have to keep a conversation going, or accomplishing something to enjoy yourself with people. Some of the best friends are the ones that just being with them equals a good time.

"Hockey goal!" - I love playing street hockey! It's a great way to get rid of extra energy from the week as well as a lot of fun. I usually play defense, but I ran up for offense during one of the plays and made a goal, yes I am proud of that! :)

"Surprise visit" - One of my friends from VA happened to be driving through and was staying with another friend in the area so I got to see both of them and hang out for a few hours.

There are lots of other great times, but those are a few of my favorites. God has blessed and life is good.

Final Goodbyes

2012-01-06T10:20:00.001-05:00

It's funny how many thoughts and ideas run through one's mind on the verge of leaving home for the 'last time'.

It isn't as if I have never left before, or been gone for extended periods of time, because I have. But this time saying goodbye seems so final; there is just something about knowing that whenever I come back I will be visiting, there will be no 'my room' to come to and 'my house' will now mean somewhere else.

I have experienced many adventures so far and been some wonderful places but at then end of each adventure no matter how long or how far it has taken me, I always love to come home. Thankfully home isn't just a place or a room, it's family... and family is the one 'place I belong' that can stretch for miles to reach wherever I am.

I have mixed emotions about closing a chapter in my life, but I am excited about beginning another. I know God is going to do many things during this next journey and I am ready to start!

Reflections and Resolutions

2012-01-01T13:00:00.000-05:00

This time last year... This year I am going to... Every year around this time people are talking about new year resolutions and thinking over last year's resolutions (or trying not to remember that they never did them).

Well, I have joined the crowds! As I look back I grin at the mental check list of things I finished and goals I met, and I frown at the ones I didn't finish as I try to think of great reasons (not excuses) why I didn't get to them...

Generally I don't make resolutions because my enthusiasm for them tends to die after about 2 weeks, but I decided to give it a try last year and I am glad I did. Although I didn't do anything 'monumental' the goals I made did help keep me a little focused and reminded me to keep going on some projects I probably would have happily forgotten about.

So due to my past success... I decided to try out a couple of new goals this year. I have been trying to decide what they will be... because I hate failing I want them to not be too hard but because I love a challenge I don't want them to be things I would just do every day. (If you have made resolutions or goals I am sure you have faced a similar difficulty so I shall leave explaining my process there) I finally came up with a few things I would like to accomplish and have dutifully written them down where I can see them frequently and hopefully will do even better this year.

I would like to share one that is an 'intangible' with you, but first wanted to explain that it is linked to a lesson God has been teaching me this year which I also wanted to share. So if it seems a little muddled I apologize in advance.

To be honest, this last year has had several rather stressful times for me. It has had some major decisions that were difficult to make because they would effect my future and the circumstances around them were mostly out of my control. I allowed this to be my focus and life became overwhelming at times and this effected my ability to focus on those around me.

This year has also held some incredible adventures and lots of happy times. I was able to spend some time traveling and seeing friends and some of the most beautiful places I have ever seen. Some of my favorites were Pike's Peak, touring DC and visiting one of my best friends, getting to help with a friend's wedding in Texas, and making many new friends during several months in Colorado.

However, as I talked to God about this past year I noticed that while I had both ups and downs I was letting the downs shadow the good times. In further talking to God and some due to conversations I had with a friend I began to realize how often I focus on the struggles and how much I allow past circumstances to keep me from being as free as I might to enjoy life.

Each event wether good or bad is shaping who I will be tomorrow and how I will respond to future circumstances. More importantly, what I choose to do in response to these events will either improve my character or weaken it.

Bad moments and struggles are ok to have, they are part of life, but dwelling on them can sometimes cause more damage than the original event. I have been challenged to not only come honestly to God with the hard times but to come more frequently to Him in the good times; to share the joys of life with Him and others so I can more deeply appreciate and savor them.

So, what I really want to 'resolve to do' this next year is not tangible, but rather a refocusing of my mind and heart.

I desire to focus on the good, choosing to look at the lessons learned from the hard times and on who God revealed himself to be during them rather than focusing on the disappointment or pain. I want to be able to be honest about difficult times or frustrations experienced without allowing self pity to invade my heart; to spend more time savoring the joy of friendship and laughter shared as the days go by and learn to trust that God is working through everything so I can savor the 'smiles' I get from Him every day.

I can look back, and say it has been a good year! ...Because it was :)

Oh give thanks unto the LORD, for he is good, for his steadfast love endures forever! -Ps. 107:1

Veterans

2011-12-16T00:31:00.000-05:00

Back in November I was in a D.C. airport waiting for my flight back to CO when an announcement was made that a group of WWII veterans would be landing shortly and would we please help welcome them. It was an awesome opportunity and I am so glad I was able to be there.

In researching the reason for them being there I discovered "Honor Flights". Basically it is an organization trying to bring WWII veterans to D.C. to see their memorial free of charge.

To read more about why they were there go to: http://www.honorflight.org/

Here is a link to an article on the Honor flight I got to 'see' go to : http://www.nationalmall.org/news/group-world-war-ii-veterans-take-honor-flight-milwaukee-dc

2011-11-02T00:13:00.000-04:00

I love November! The fall weather, smells of the holidays coming, family and friends; and this year, since I am in Colorado, I even got to enjoy the changing colors of the trees. I say "got to" because now it is snowing, and this Florida girl is super excited about that!

It also snowed last week, and I got to:

Build a super cool Snow-fort

Make a snowman with MaryBeth

and went sledding with the kiddos...

I also managed to actually hit someone with a snowball, but I didn't get a picture of that... Yes, this has been a fantastic week! Aaaaaand it is snowing again, and the ground is all covered! Happiness!

Washington D.C.

2011-10-24T00:04:00.002-04:00

This last week I had the awesome privilege of visiting some great friends and seeing Washington D.C. the weather was beautiful, and the city stunning!

As we walked around I was amazed at the detail in each monument and how much symbolism and thought went into every thing. More to come on all of that later, but I wanted to share a few of my favorite shots/places.

This is the WWII memorial, with the Washington monument in the back ground. Have I mentioned that D.C. is stunning?

The tomb of the unknown soldier. The whole visit to Arlington was sobering, it gave me a small picture of just how many people I have to thank for the life I live. Even though I don't know their name and they would never know mine, I could stand there and look at their tombstones because they had lived. All to often we take for granted the people we pass on the street, as I stood there I began to wonder how many of those people actually changed our lives, people I would never know by name.

The Library of Congress was probably my favorite place. It is stunning from floor to ceiling. I could have spent the entire day here, but there was to much to pack in. I did however get a library card, and got to see Jefferson's original contributions. Definitely an experience I hope to repeat someday.

Saturdays...

2011-09-17T18:28:00.000-04:00

I'm trying out several types of writing for a class I am taking... so I decided to use a few here.

This morning I woke upto giggles and loud whispers: "shhh!", "Moooommm Ican't find my shirt." I am staying with some friends and they havethree kiddos. The youngest can't quite talk yet and her cheerful, "dah dahdat" joined in the happy murmurs of a great Saturday morning.

After stretching Igrabbed some clothes and headed toward the bathroom, only to be stopped in thedoorway of my room by little Faith, the 1yr old. She had a book in her hand anda smile on her face, how could I resist? So I sat on the floor and she promptlyplopped into my lap. "Dat! heh, dah, ahh" She said, along withother gibberish, that had I been able to interpret would have probably told mea wonderful story. After about four pages she toddled off to find anotheradventure and I quickly go ready for the day, grabbed my keys, and with acheery, "see you later!" headed off on my own adventure.

There was a touch ofmist in the air, but the sun was still shining, so I pulled back the sun roofcover, plugged in my iPod and settled in for a nice drive to meet up with somefriends for brunch. Then, silence... hmm, that wasn't supposed to happen. I wassupposed to be hearing Michael singing "Save the Last Dance", or"I Just haven't met You Yet", instead just the buzz of my adaptergreeted my ears. My iPod was completely dead, and all I would have to accompanyme was the very special voice coming from my Garmin. My oneconsolation was that it should be a short ride and I would be sipping a latteand chatting with my friends soon.

Of course it didn't workout quite that way, but several "re-calculating" and "turn left,then turn left again", also known as a U-turn, later I finally pulled upinto the parking lot of Panera. I hurried inside to greet my friends andapologize for being late then filled them in on the details of myrather special morning, which made the whole thing a great funny story ratherthan bad day.

Laughing with friendswhile enjoying a caramel latte and a delicious strawberry-creamscone, and catching up on life, topped my morning off, like a cherry on top ofan ice cream Sunday. It made me realize that it is the little things thatmake life happy and special: sleeping in, giggling kiddos, sunshine, funnystories and great friends. The kind of things Saturdays are made of.

Laying aside that which is behind...

2011-09-02T18:43:00.000-04:00

"Brothers, I do not consider that I have made it my own. But one thing I do: forgetting what lies behind and straining forward to what lies ahead, I press on toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus." -the apostle Paul

I was talking to a friend this week and they pointed out that this verse says "forgetting what lies behind", it doesn't just say the hard things or the bad things. This made me think of several things:

An athlete that focuses on a loss will not progress, but neither will one who can only think about or boast of a victory. They must lay aside both and concentrate on the coming race/game.
We must learn from failures to correct our weaknesses but if we dwell on them we are likely to be defeated in our mind well before stepping back on the playing field.
If you are looking at what is behind you, you are likely to run into something.
In life if we focus on where we have been we will end up standing still or moving very slowly.
If soldiers stoped fighting after winning a battle they would loose the war.
Lastly, the turtle won the race by facing the finish line. ;)

Basically, this verse was a great reminder that I have a goal and I need to keep pushing toward it.

Change your Want-To

2011-08-06T23:46:00.000-04:00

The other night I was listening to Beth Moore. She said several things that really hit home with me. I would like to share them, but don't want to have to try to directly quote her, so understand that several of the thoughts in this post will not be originally from me.

We usually do what we want to do, it it just a human thing to do. If we want to be able to change we need to change our want-to. We can give God obedience because we know it is the right thing to do, but when we want to do as God asks us it becomes part of who we are, thus easier.

I am not sure I am expressing it correctly, but when she was talking I thought of a conversation I had with a friend a few months ago: I told him that God says He will give us the desires of our heart, but that the more we love God the more His desires become our own. At the time I said I thought that was semi sneaky of God, but in taking a closer look at it I see a beautiful expression of God's love for us. He changes our "want-to" as we know Him better and delight in Him.

When we want to do a task it becomes a joy and not just a duty. There will be times when we obey because it is the right thing to do and that does please God, but I was challenged through Beth's talk to ask God to change my "want-to". Especially in the areas I struggle with, in the things that are hard.

I want to please God, and I want my heart's desires to reflect my love for Him. I want to "want-to" obey and please Him and to live life for Him because it is part of who I am, not just because it is good and right.

So my challenge to myself and to you is to ask God to change your want-to the next time you are struggling with something. Let His desires become your desires.

All scripture is profitable for... reproof...

2011-08-04T03:06:00.001-04:00

Recently I have been going through the process of deciding what the next step in life will be for me. I am sure you have been there before at some point, so you know it is a time of asking questions; trying to sort ideas, dreams, desires, goals and expectations. Life seemed to be heading one direction and I started making plans and allowed myself to get excited at the possibilities only to have God tell me no when I asked for clearer answers.

To say I was disappointed would be significantly understating my emotions. I didn't understand what God was doing or why He seemed to allow me to walk down a path only to tell me to turn off it as soon as I started running. However, since there was nothing I could do about it I put it behind me and kept walking, looking for the next thing... or so I thought.

A couple of sundays ago I was sitting in church, partially listening and partially allowing my mind to wonder over plans and questions, when the Pastor asked if we had ever had God's plans differ from ours, or had God ever choose a path we would not have taken. As you can guess I thought to myself: "Oh yes! I know exactly what he's talking about."

Then he spoke of several examples in scripture of God asking people to do seemingly silly things, such as asking a tax collector to give up his comfortable life style to come follow Him. (I found it ironic that several of his examples had to do with life decisions) After giving examples of people's responses to God's direction in their life he asked if we accepted God's answers graciously. Were we willing to follow God's leading despite the cost, or direction, especially when it is not something we would have chosen.

Through these comments and the verses he pointed out God grabbed my attention completely, telling me I had not been gracious about His answers for me. Yes, I was 'doing the next thing' but my heart wasn't in it, and I was allowing myself to harbor a bad attitude while adopting a false sense of choosing the right thing.

Verses such as: these people draw near to me with their lips but their hearts are far from me, and Love the Lord your God with all your heart... popped into my mind, followed by the verse: All Scripture is given by inspiration of God, and is profitable for doctrine, for reproof, for correction, for instruction in righteousness, that the man of God may be complete, thoroughly equipped for every good work.

God wanted more than just outward compliance, He wanted me to trust Him with my heart. Though people might be fooled He wasn't... He wants me to be complete, thoroughly equipped for whatever He has next, but I need to let go first. To be honest about my emotions, not pretend to be happy about it all, but to acknowledge I was having a hard time with it, and to trust Him in the mist of my own confusion.

I can't say I'm completely there. I know if I could see from God's perspective I would be happy about His decisions because they are ultimately for my own good... I am just glad He is patient with me till my heart gets there, and continues to work in my life in spite of my attitude. I am so glad we have a God that cares enough to reprove us when we need it, and one who cares enough to understand when we are confused.

One of those days

2011-07-25T03:35:00.001-04:00

For the past few years my family and I have attended "cow appreciation day" at Chick-fil-a. Basically, on this day anyone who goes to Chick-fil-a dressed like a cow receives a free meal; so of course we participate!

We usually go with my cousin and her family but this year I was kid-sitting/providing adult supervision for a family of 11 while their parents were out of town for their anniversary. So, my family and I decided I would bring the kids and meet them at the mall (the oldest works at the chick-fil-a there) that was brilliant idea number one...

The day dawned slightly overcast with a promise of rain... (feel free to insert your own sound effects, like an ominous piece of music, or a drum roll. )

After a quick breakfast we started attaching paper spots, and "painting" spots on faces with lots of cries of "I can't find a black shirt to wear", "have you seen my shoes", "where did the tape go?" we somehow managed to get spots on everyone and were finally ready to go.

Only then did I realize it wasn't just raining, it was pouring; pouring, and there was no umbrella to be found. Oh well a little water never hurt anyone, right? I'd just run to the van and pull it up nice and close to the porch. Well, I got the running to the van part down, only to find it wouldn't start, the battery was dead; not even making a noise dead. What to do now?? First, call my mom and let her know what was going on so she and the girls didn't wonder where we were, then figure out if she can come take some of the kiddos in our van, because who wants to disappoint everyone, besides after all the work on the costumes we were going to go!

Right before mom arrives we discover another problem: the oldest boy had taken the only gate key to work with him, therefore we couldn't let the van in and we couldn't drive the truck out. Brilliant idea number three hit me about then and I had the boys find a wrench... Yup, I took the gate apart, guess all those times helping Dad payed off.

The only problem was I now had to get everyone loaded, drive the truck out and then put the gate back together before we could leave, shouldn't be to hard... Cept the truck's gear shift didn't read right so you had to count down the clicks and hope you got the correct one aaaand the pedals were nice and sensitive, I'm sure I looked pretty comical as I figured this all out. Thankfully we managed just fine and made it to the mall with no other major hiccups in our plans.

If you ever feel like you need a little extra attention, let me tell you, taking 10 kids into a mall dressed like cows is the way to go! Especially if they are wet albeit cute cows. They thought it was great and we all really enjoyed getting a meal of our choice with the tokens we received for all our hard work.

As we sat munching on our delicious food, I heard a loud crash. The sound of one of the boys glass jars, full of change, hitting the floor and shattering...

It seemed as if everyone wanted to contribute to making the day as memorable as possible, because not ten minutes after the glass and change was picked up a rather unpleasant aroma filled my senses; I will save you the icky details and just say the baby's diaper had exploded... and in the confusion of leaving the house we had forgotten the diaper bag. Thankfully there was a mother with a baby about the right age next to us and she let us have one of theirs, and the bathroom had a nice supply of free baby wipes.

The final craziness of the day was the dogs eating sandwiches we brought home and one my girls getting sick just before they got picked up to go home. (they had decided to stay and hang out for the evening) All in all it was an epically special day.

The day wasn't all craziness though, the kids and I had a blast and now we have great stories to tell! My family got to hang out with us for a while, and I got a few great pictures. Making the costumes was a great way to create lasting memories that will always bring a smile to my face.

It was just... one of those days

Steadfast Love/Loving Kindess

2011-06-23T21:54:00.001-04:00

This year I got a new bible from a friend, an ESV and as I have read through the psalms I have been surprised at how much different wording can make some phrases stand out, and because of this have enjoyed rediscovering some great verses.

One such phrase is "steadfast love", I have always read it as lovingkindness, which made sense but "steadfast love" grabbed my attention.

Psalm 25

v4 Make me to know your ways, O Lord;

teach me your paths.

v5 Lead me in your truth and teach me,

for you are the God of my salvation;

for you I wait all the day long.

v6 Remember your mercy,

O Lord, and your steadfast love/loving kindness,

for they have been from of old.

Psalm 36

v5 Your steadfast love/loving kindness, O Lord, extends to the heavens,

your faithfulness to the clouds.

v6 How precious is your steadfast love/loving kindness, O God!

The children of mankind take refuge in the shadow of your wings.

v10 Oh, continue your steadfast love/loving kindness to those who know you,

and your righteousness to the upright of heart!

Psalm 63

v3 Because your steadfast love/loving kindness is better than life,

my lips will praise you.

v4 So I will bless you as long as I live;

in your name I will lift up my hands.

Psalm 103

v2 Bless the Lord, O my soul, and all that is within me,

bless his holy name!

v3 who forgives all your iniquity,

who heals all your diseases,

v4 who redeems your life from the pit, who crowns you

with steadfast love/loving kindness and mercy,

v5 who satisfies you with good

so that your youth is renewed like the eagle's

I have loved looking through these verses and been made happy at the reminder of God's love and kindness for us... I am so grateful for these verses and other similar ones that: remind me of the depth and width of God's love and mercy, filling me with joy and satisfaction; and cause me to sit back in awe of the beauty of who God is...

Sunset

2011-06-22T23:11:00.000-04:00

People

2011-06-21T02:10:00.002-04:00

Throughout history, many great men were noted for great deeds and big dreams. However, not one of them truly stood solo, behind each great man/woman is an arsenal of ‘ordinary’ people who inspired their vision and pushed them to keep going. They had someone, or many some ones to keep them going…. These may never be noted or acclaimed but their sacrifice, forever imbedded in history, continues to shape tomorrow.

Whom are you influencing? You never know where they are going to end up in life... and even if none ever enters the small circle of "famous" they will influence those their life touches, making your influence spread farther than you can imagine.

Daddy

2011-06-20T00:16:00.005-04:00

Father -

–noun

1. a male parent.

2. a father-in-law, stepfather, or adoptive father.

3. any male ancestor, especially the founder of a race, family, or line

I don't think it is possible to define all that a dad is/all that he does in the life of his child... So I am just going to say that I thank God for giving me a dad who:

Spends time every day on his face before God

Followed God's leading and adopted 5 children

Is big enough to apologize when he is wrong

Was a fantastic playmate, taking time for tickle fights or sock wars when I was younger

Taught me to ride a bike

Took me frog hunting during the rainy season

Never seemed to be to tired to give me a piggy-back ride

Works hard to provide for his family

Loves me even when I'm not what I should be

Will listen when I talk

Taught me how to drive a car

Laughs at my silly jokes
Spent hours helping me with Math

Gives the best hugs ever!

Is there when I need to be prayed for

and lots more...

Of all the things my dad said growing up, a few will stay with me forever, and make me smile when I hear them:

"whether you eat or drink, or what ever you do, do all to the glory of God"

"if it's not yours don't touch it"

"whatever a man sows that he will also reap"

"I love you"

"sometimes I don't agree with God; but I always know which of us is right"

These are just a few parts of the man I am privileged to call: Daddy

The Pile

2011-06-19T23:43:00.002-04:00

THE PILE... It has lived in my room for the past year... ok, well, three-plus years. Every trip and adventure causes it to grow, and every spring cleaning shrinks it some. Well, I finally decided to evict it, and in the process found all sorts of treasures:

Great Quotes - Giving a speech is like throwing up, it is awful beforehand but then you feel better. - Rachel,
Behold… Me.. – Sarah

Lots of notes, and letters - Reminders of the lesson I was learning/God was trying to teach me as well as life experiences and special moments that I sometimes forget.

Notes and cards - Reminding me that I am loved and there are people praying for me. As well as giving me some great laughs at our randomness.

Photos - Pictures truly are worth 1000 words; each brought back lots of memories, and made me miss my peoples. Yes, I am sappy that way :)

Little gifts and mementos - basically these brought lots of smiles and grins to my face, just because...

Random items of unknown origin - These are the items I wondered what possessed me to pick up, much less keep... Or items that have a special significance that I am sure would make everyone else wonder what possessed me to pick up, much less keep... like my special soap (ahem... Hannah)

All these things, and more made the task of cleaning out the Pile a lot less daunting, in fact it made it a lot of fun!! It is super nice to be able to see my corner again, after getting rid of all the unnecessary papers and junk... Now I am looking forward to scrap-booking all of my rediscovered treasures... It's

amazing how much happy memories can brighten one's day.

Memories are made in moments but last a life time...

Home comming and Adoption

2011-05-31T14:28:00.001-04:00

I love coming home from trips! There is something nice about being in my "own" space, and it is wonderful to hear "I missed you!" and to catch up on all that has been going on while I was away. This time was even more special because I got home just in time to attend the adoption of four great kiddos, by some family friends.

When I got to the courthouse I was greeted by "my kiddos" with a big group hug, and lots of I-missed-you-s . I have decided there is nothing quite as nice in the whole world as the love of a child freely given and exuberanty expressed! It made my day :)

As the hearing began I couldn't help but grin at the kids: Daniel sat on his daddy's lap contentedly sucking his thumb, the other two little guys were asking why this or that and squirming as little boys do; Maria, the oldest of this group, kept trying to look everywhere at once, not wanting to miss anything. These kids are obviously already part of this family, and are content.

After listening to the guardian and social worker's recomendation for adoption the judge asked the parents if they understood that they were not taking responsibility just until the children were eighteen, but were adding them to their family permanantly, making a life long commitment. Each of them agreed and the judge signed the papers, making this family "official". (I should add, they also have more children in this family)

We topped the day off with an adoption party, complete with lots of great friends, games of tag, ultimate frisbee, a water slide for the kids, and cotton candy. Over all it was a fantastic way to start my time back home.

This reminded me of two things: first, of my own adoption and the commitment that my parents have given to me and my sibilings. I was only four at my adoption, so I don't remember the official event, but I live everyday with the blessings that came from my parents choosing us. We came with many problems and lots of fears; they chose to take us on, problems and all, and make us their own; their commitment didn't end when we turned eighteen, it is an on-going choice that will effect every day of our lives, and the lives of countless others.

The second thing the adoption reminded me of, as many of you have already guessed, is our sprirtual adoption into God's family. This adoption, such a beautiful gift of love, is for much more than just this life; it is for all of eternity. We come with all of our problems and are made joint heirs with Christ, with the full privilages of a child of the King of Kings...

If only we would live as these children now live: confidant in our parent's love, subject to their authority while secure in their provision and care... If we would only rest in our father's arms as little Daniel did and come to Him readily with all of our questions, content, safe, confidant and secure as we readily lavish our love on Him. What a life would then be ours.

2011-05-24T23:24:00.000-04:00

It is official, I love making pretty food that also taste amazing!

These are some pictures of some of the yummy food I got to help make for a Mother-daughter tea while I was in Colorado.

Pike's Peak... America the Beautiful

2011-05-01T10:30:00.000-04:00

Near the top of my list of things to do in Colorado was to visit Pike's Peak. I was not aware that this was the place that inspired the writing of America the Beautiful, but after making it to the top I will never sing that song the same way. There are not words to describe the beauty and majesty so I am not going to try, instead I am going to share a few of my pictures... but even these aren't enough. You should go sometime.

O beautiful for spacious skies,

For amber waves of grain,

For purple mountain majesties

Above the fruited plain!

America! America!

God shed his grace on thee

And crown thy good with brotherhood

From sea to shining sea!

The Value of a Pen...

2011-04-29T16:41:00.001-04:00

I came to a startling conclusion on my way out to Colorado:

A pen is one of the most valuable non-animated objects in my possession.

As I packed for my three-month trip to Colorado, determined to have underweight luggage, I tried to think of every thing I could possibly need and then minimize what I was taking. I packed and repacked and eliminated then carefully put all like-items together and was quite pleased with myself when both my suitcases were approximately only 30lbs (Yes, you can give me an imaginary high-five for that ;) )

So off I went, decked out in my fun, new boots and a grin on my face, ready for my epic journey of learning and adventure! Picture with the family, Check; Hugs for everyone, check; luggage, check; laptop and journal, check; through security, check; sit and journal while waiting to board.... what!? No pen!! or Pencil, or marker, or any other writing utensil... No big deal, I'll just by one... or so I thought!

In the ten minutes before my plane boarded I looked everywhere, I even thought of asking a random stranger if they had an extra, but everywhere I looked people were on laptops or phones, or some other electronic form of communication/writing. No pens were to be seen... not even for purchase.

I had a laptop, but I just wanted a pen... there is something nice about scribbling thoughts onto a page, and doodling in the margins of my journal. I love the sound of a pen or pencil gliding across a page: the soft strokes of thoughtful contemplation, or the loud hurried scratches and emphatic thud of an inspired writer who's fingers can't keep up with their mind.

Pens allow me to do so many things:

Brain power as I chew on the end waiting for brilliance to come... ;)

They fit behind my ear for ready access...

They make great hair holders...

They fit perfectly into a pocket or purse...

Special communication, such as letters and cards...

Doing Logic puzzles...

Finally, they are fantastic for journaling and sorting through plans and ideas!

There is more but you get the idea. Needless to say I boarded the plane pen-less, and had a very boring flight which thankfully was not to long. As soon as it ended, I disembarked with one mission in mind: find a pen!

After looking in several shops I finally just went up and asked one of the clerks "can you Please tell me where I can buy a pen?" I am sure he thought me rather strange... but, he reached behind several odds and ends on the counter and pulled out a nice black pen. (how people were supposed to see them is beyond me) I grinned, asked how much is was, gulped, bought it anyway, and walked away, the proud owner of a three-dollar pen...

In the end I decided it was well worth it because I got to journal during my second flight. I did, however, determine to always carry a pen with me :) especially when I am traveling. So next time you are packing don't forget your pen! It's a valuable companion :)

Excerp from "Do hard things"

2011-03-16T11:53:00.001-04:00

A lesson from the Vikings

The Vikings were fierce pirates and warriors who terrorized the northern Europe nearly a thousand years ago. They loved and burned pretty much every European country that had the misfortune to border the Atlantic Ocean. Europeans were so frightened of the Viking menace that churches others offered a special prayer: "God, deliver us from the fury of the Northmen."

Most Historians attribute the Vikings' devastating effectiveness to their warships, which were light enough to be dragged up onto the beach. That allowed the raiders to make lightning-fast strikes, then retreat quickly to the safety of the sea.

However, another contribution factor holds great significance for rebelutionaries: the Vikings rowed themselves to battle. Most other sea powers at the time used slaves of professional rowers to propel their warships, but the Vikings took full responsibility for that repetitive and strenuous activity. That tells us one very important thing about them: they were seriously ripped.

No wonder an entire continent lived in dread of them. By sheer muscle power, they routinely moved twenty-ton boats across miles of ocean. When they got our of their boats and started swinging their battle-axes, it didn't matter if you carried a shield of barricaded your door. You stood little chance. The Vikings' incredible upper-body strength made them nearly undefeatable.

We can all learn a lesson about small hard things from the Vikings. If we're willing to strive for excellence, even in the boring, repetitive tasks and responsibilities that others delegate of neglect, we will reap the powerful benefits that others miss.

Embracing small hard things can make a radical difference.

I was super encouraged as I read this, because I tend to get discouraged when nothing "big" is going on in life. God has been reminding me that the every day things do count and are training for later experiences.

Gideon (part two)

2011-03-06T23:46:00.002-05:00

In my last post Gideon had just pulled down his father's altar to Baal and destroyed the grove that was beside it... He did it at night because he feared the people of the city and his father's household, and rightly so because when they saw what he had done they sought to kill him. However, instead of turning him over to them, his father had this to say:

"Will you plead for Baal? Will you save him?

He that will plead for Baal, let him be put to death while it is yet morning:

if he be a god let him plead for himself, because one has cast down his altar.

Therefore on that day he called him Jerubaal saying:

Let baal plead against him because he has thrown down his altar."

I love how God used a follower of Baal for his purpose, to keep Gideon alive and perhaps to challenge those around to consider the power (or lack thereof) of their god. Through this God once again reminded me that I only need to obey Him; He will take care of the details. Gideon had no way of knowing what would happen but he took that leap of faith and found God able to handle the consequences.

This next part of the story is very familiar, or so I thought... It is the story of Gideon's fleece: Gideon goes before God and ask Him to give a sign if He will save Israel by Gideon's hand. He puts out a fleece and ask that dew be on the fleece in the morning but not on the ground; God responds by giving Him the sign. Gideon then goes to God again and ask that God not be angry with him, but give him the same sign again, except reversed: the ground wet and the fleece dry. Once again God does as he asked and Gideon begins to lead the people...

The part I missed was a small section before Gideon laying out his fleece:

Then all the Midianites, Amalekites and the children of the East

gathered together and camped in the valley of Jezreel.

But the spirit of the LORD came upon Gideon, and he blew a trumpet;

and Abiezer was gathered after him, and he sent messengers throughout all Manasseh;

who also gathered after him: and he sent messengers to Asher,

and Zebulun, and Naphtali, and they came up to meet them.

Gideon, filled with God's spirit, acts in faith before ever putting his fleece down; he gathers an army. I never really caught that before... I have always loved that God allowed Gideon to have doubts and that he calmed his fears. Yet I never picked up on the fact that Gideon had taken that step of faith.

I have loved discovering different aspects of Gideon's character: the man who threshed grain in spite of the danger; who wondered where God had gone, who looked for a sign to know God was talking to him; and the man who boldly threw down an alter and destroyed a grove in obedience to God. The Man who summons an army then ask God for a sign that He will be with him should he lead that army into battle. Mostly I have loved seeing his communication with God, and watching God's responses to him.

Thankfully, none of the areas God is currently asking me to follow him in have such harsh opposition as Gideon found in his path of obedience. His story has reminded me: I serve a God who is more than able to handle anything that comes my way. He can handle my questions and give courage where I need it.

In Gideon I see a man of great courage, that had an awesome relationship with God. I have seen another facet of who my God is, and look forward to building a closer relationship with him. I want to be able to look back on my life and see a history of following God's leading, even if I have questions or fears.

Gideon (part one)

2011-03-02T01:30:00.000-05:00

First, a slight background: The nation of Israel had done evil in the sight of the Lord, turning to other gods and doing right in their own eyes, so he turned them over to the Midianites. They and their confederates came against Israel and laid waste to the land, destroying all of the crops and carrying away every beast, leaving Israel impoverished and fearful.

It is during this time we find Gideon threshing wheat beside a winepress. Yes, hiding from the Midians, but also daring to thresh wheat anyway. Then, an angel of the lord approaches him and begins this conversation:

"The LORD is with thee thou mighty man of valor.

And Gideon said to him; Oh my lord, if the LORD be with us, why then is all this befallen us? and where be all his miracles which our father told us of, saying, Did not the LORD bring us up from Egypt? but now the LORD hath forsaken us, and delivered us into the hands of the Midianites.

And the LORD looked upon him, and said, Go in this thy might, and thou shalt save Israel from the hand of the Midianites: have I not sent thee?..."

There is more to that conversation, but the part that stood out to me was this last part: "Go in this thy might... have I not sent thee?" and the beginning statement when he called Gideon a mighty man of valor. God, who has no limits, saw Gideon for all he had been, all he was, and all he would become; He expected him to obey because "have I not sent thee?" I find that to be a fantastic, and wonder if God could come to me and expect the same?

As I said earlier there is more to the conversation; Gideon does ask how he can be expected to do such a great thing, only to once again receive the answer that God will be with him. He responds with asking for a sign that it is God that speaks to him and offers a sacrifice only to be humbled when he realizes that he has been speaking with an Angel of the Lord. He then builds an alter to God and calls it Jehovahshalom.

Later that same evening God tells Gideon to destroy his father's alter to baal and the grove that was beside it, and build an alter to God there and sacrifice a bullock on it. Gideon obeyed, he was afraid of his father's household and the townsmen and did it by night, but he obeyed. He did not let his fear hold him back from doing the right thing, is this not an awesome picture of courage? Could I have such a courage?

Recently I have been struggling with trust and desiring God's best for me. In theory I trust that he will care for me and provide all I need, and will work through me. However, when it comes to actually giving a practical expression of this in my life I find myself baulking. I went so far as to tell God that while I had given all I had to Him and claimed I was completely His, I would rather He not actually ask for it, but let me hold on to and control the things that were now "His".

Then I read the story of Gideon... I was challenged and inspired by his confidence that there was a God in Israel despite the nations present circumstances, and his the ability to see God in those circumstances and not turn his back. Then to 'watch' how God answered his questions and how Gideon responded in spite of his fears. I want to be like that... to ask honest questions but to take steps of action in spite of any fear present.

“Courage is not the absence of fear, but rather the judgement that something else is more important than fear.”

Trust

2011-02-10T00:37:00.003-05:00

Trust in the Lord with all your heart; and lean not unto your own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths. -Proverbs 3:5-6

Trust in the Lord, and do good: so shalt thou dewell in the land, and verily thou shalt be fed. Delight theyself also in the Lord: and he shall give thee the desires of thyine heart. Commit thy way unto the Lord; trust also in him; and he shall bring it to pass. -Psalm 37:3-5

Trust... Trust that I know what is best for you; trust that I love you and hold you; trust that I can work all things together for good; trust that nothing catches me by surprise. -God (to me)

Trust the God who has proved Himself faithful over and over, throughout history and throughout my own life; believe that He is all that he claims. In theory this is wonderful but I am finding that practical, living it out trust is a bit harder than it seems.

It is hard to walk across a room and speak to a stranger about Jesus. It is difficult to see a loved one struggle with pain, or to watch someone cry out to God for help only to, seemingly, get no answer. Hard to trust God to keep you needs supplied when you loose your job; to believe that God wants you to share limited resources.

The things I find the hardest to entrust to God are the "little things" in life, the ones that I think I can handle myself. I also struggle to give my friends and family to God and believe that He is working in their lives even when I can not see it. These past few weeks, especially, have been hard in these areas; in letting go of control and trusting God to take care of the details.

Then God reminded me of the stain-glass windows I love so much... reminded me that He holds the master plan, and know where each piece of my life goes. He brought back many memories of things I did not understand as I went through them, but looking back I now can see how He has used many of them in my life and the lives of those around me. Then He reminded me of people who have impacted my life by something they said or did; people who don't know who I am or that what they did was significant to me.

Could I be satisfied with trusting Him even when I will never see results? Would I be willing to go where He sends me even if I could not see the whole path? Would I wait ,when everything in me was saying run? Could I let Him have complete control?

I want to say I say yes to all of those questions every time, but the truth is God is still teaching me to trust. I am a slow learner sometimes but He is so patient. I am so grateful we have a God who is trustworthy and loves us.

So remember, sometimes trust looks a lot like waiting, and sometimes it means leaping after you have looked and not seen anything to catch you. But, no matter what, God is worthy of all your trust.

Trust is a beautiful gift, one I am still learning how to give.

Wait

2011-01-31T17:08:00.001-05:00

Wait,

Wait means to be uncertain, to not be in control

Waiting is not my favorite thing in the world, but it is tolerable when I know what will be coming after the wait is over. However, to wait on the unknown would definitely rank as my least favorite activity.

In the last few months it seems as all I have been told in life is "wait", wait and trust. God has been showing me these two go hand in hand; that waiting on His timing is a practical expression of my trust in Him. Trusting that He knows best and will give me what I need in the future and will prepare me for the unexpected.

However, I have also discovered waiting can go hand in hand with worry; worry about what if and might, and how I could possibly cope with the unknown. This makes the time of waiting so much longer and fills it with useless wondering that hinders me from accomplishing anything, which in turn fills me with discouragement.

I often think in word pictures, so as I contemplated this problem of waiting I thought of traveling in the car as a child. I did not have to understand exactly which route we were taking, I may or may not have had a vague notion of our destination, but all of that did not matter because my Dad was at the wheel.

Yet, that did not stop me from asking "are we there yet?" at least a dozen times, to which my Dad would answer: "We'll get there when we get there" or tell me to sleep cause the time would go faster. My parents also made sure we brought books or games to help keep us occupied, or would play games which both taught us and built our relationship with them through spending time together and creating fun memories.

Waiting is a lot like those road trips, I can trust my heavenly father to know where I need to be and to guide me. Sometimes He will tell me where we are going and how long till we get there, and other's times He may tell me to rest and trust Him. It is my choice how enjoyable that journey will be, I can fuss the whole time and wonder "are we there yet" or I can take the time to rest and get to know my Father better.

I do not know about you, but having a fun trip sounds a lot more appealing to me. So I would challenge you: the next time God tells you to wait leave the driving to Him and use the time to prepare for your destination, and get to know the one taking you there, it will help the jouney pass faster, build trust in the one guiding you, and will create great memories for tomorrow.

Meat out your nostrils

2010-07-21T13:48:00.014-04:00

"¹⁸And say thou unto the people, Sanctify yourselves against to morrow, and ye shall eat flesh: for ye have wept in the ears of the LORD, saying, Who shall give us flesh to eat? for it was well with us in Egypt: therefore the LORD will give you flesh, and ye shall eat.

¹⁹Ye shall not eat one day, nor two days, nor five days, neither ten days, nor twenty days;

²⁰But even a whole month, until it come out at your nostrils, and it be loathsome unto you: because that ye have despised the LORD which is among you, and have wept before him, saying, Why came we forth out of Egypt?

²¹And Moses said, The people, among whom I am, are six hundred thousand footmen; and thou hast said, I will give them flesh, that they may eat a whole month.

²²Shall the flocks and the herds be slain for them, to suffice them? or shall all the fish of the sea be gathered together for them, to suffice them?

²³And the LORD said unto Moses, Is the LORD'S hand waxed short? thou shalt see now whether my word shall come to pass unto thee or not." -Numbers 11:18-23

Here is Moses' the man who has talked face to face to God and he is questioning how God is going to provide the fulfillment of his word. First he looks at what he has around him, the cattle, then looks at the possibilities, the fish of the sea and tries to figure out how God is going to make good on His promise. Then God asked a question: "Are my arms shortened?"

As I read this I had to admit this is how I have been looking at God's ability to provide for me. Looking around me for what I have that could meet my needs, and if that seemed implausible I looked at what I could possibly get that could meet my needs. This passage challenged me to just sit back and watch my God do what He does best; amaze me with His loving kindness and generosity.

My God: Measures the oceans in the palm of his hand - Is. 40:12;
knows and understands all my thoughts - Ps 139:2;
Fed 5,000 people - Mat. 14:15-21;
know the stars by name - Ps. 147:4.

This is the God that promises to supply all my needs, this is the God I try to help by figuring out how He can accomplish my goals... how humbling to think that He knows all my thoughts and still loves me and still provides beyond my needs.

So what about you? Are God's arms shortened?? Will you look around to see how He can provide or do you want to join me in sitting back and watching the God of the universe provide His way? This is the God who can provide a whole nation with enough meat to feed them for a month, "till it came out their nostrils".

2009-07-08T23:33:00.011-04:00

I want to live like I am dying...

Have you ever read a book or article; watched a movie or read a book about someone who was dying? They always seem to have one more thing they want to accomplish, one last place to see, or one more person they must speak with before dying...
They realize that 'someday' may never come, and rewrite or create a list of 'things to do before I die.' Somehow they manage to do the big things on their list and we are touched by their determination and heart. The smile that covers their face as they fulfill some of their dreams brings a smile to our own faces and we may even shed a tear as they bid their loved ones goodbye.

As I thought about the life I lead, I realized I want to spend each day fully, and not waste time. I want to cherish each moment and savor each experience...

Make sure everyone I love knows it
Give all I have in me, holding nothing back

Go sky diving Say what needs saying because there may not be time later

Bask in the quiet moments
Take time to sit with friends and watch the sunset

And much more!

When it is all said and done, I want to live like I don't have time to waste. I want to live without regret and go all out toward each goal. We are all going to die some day it is just a matter of when so with that in mind I want to live like I'm dying; because in a way, I am...

Colorado

2009-07-06T18:28:00.009-04:00

Easter

2009-04-20T19:27:00.016-04:00

As you can see I had a great time these last two weeks. For Easter we went to both my Mom, and Dad's family, so the day was full. We began the Easter festivities at the Sanborn's which was combined with my Grandpa's birthday so more people were threre than usual. There were new babies to see, aunts and uncles to hug, news to catch up on, and plenty of food to eat. I had a wonderful time, and thankfully we stayed long enough for the food to settle a little before heading to the next event.

The next event was going to Grandma's and trying eat enough to satisfy her that we would not waste away to nothing in the near future. This was not to much of a sacrifice since there were lots of desserts, and I alway have a little more room for cheesecake and brownies.

Then to top the day off my aunt and Mom decided that since none of the little kids had come, all of the grandkids had to go easter egg hunting. We all stared at them a little blankly untill they announced whoever found the most got five dollars. Then our reluctance vanished and we all raced to beat the others outside, and had a lot of fun anouncing our finds to eachother.

Finally, came the cry: 'that's the last one', and we all gathered to find out who won. "One.. two.. five.." we mumbled to ourselves and sighed as others kept counting when we stopped. It was a close race but in the end Angie won, by one egg.

As Angie collected her prize, we consoled ourselves with the chocolate and change found in our own eggs, and with drawing on the driveway with chalk. But everyone does that, we decided to be origianal and had a 'chalk fight' drawing all over eachother. Even Grandma got some chalk on her. Well, ok, so we got it on her, but she did smile.

Much later the day ended in a flash; a camra flash that is, as we posed for a family picture before everyone headed home. Which of course they could only do after packing up some of the abundant left overs to take with them.

As I think of Easter I think of life and relationships. God gave us so much throught the death and resserection of His son. He restored us to fellowship with Him, so we can know Him, and stand perfect in His presence. This Easter I enjoyed life with my family and building the relationships God has blessed me with.

Greater love has no one than this..

2008-12-14T19:16:00.008-05:00

"As the Father hath loved me, so have I loved you: continue ye in my love." John 15:9

"This is my commandment, That ye love one another, as I have loved you." John 15:12

"Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. Ye are my friends, If ye do whatsoever I command you." John 15:13-14

As I thought about these verses it hit me: Jesus loves me the way the father loves him! Wow, what a thought, and this is how He wants me to love others. There can be no greater love than that which the Father bestows on the Son...

Then He says that the greatest love is someone who lays down their life for a friend. As I thought about this it occured to me that laying down your life is not just in death, it is not just dying for someone. It is laying your desires and dreams, your life, your very existance for another, it is giving up all for another. Truely there is no greater love than this anywhere, and to think this is how God loves me. It is beyond my comprehension.

Jesus layed down not only His life in death but His everyday existence. Think of what it must have been to grow up being the perfect child, for real. I mean how many kids hang out with a kid all the grown ups hold up to them for an example. Who wants to be around someone who always makes the right desision and never messes up. Yet this is what Jesus agreed to when He came to lay down His life for us. He agreed to show us the greatest love of all, the love that lays down the life of it's posessor, and He did this not only for His friends but for His enemies.

A love this strong consumes me... It is the love my God gives to me, the love I desire to give to Him in return... The love that holds me up and feeds my soul, the love I want God to pour out to others through me. A love that has no bounds, that is eternal...

Greater Love hath NO man than this...

2008-11-21T21:21:00.004-05:00

Standing in awe of my Amazing God!!!

I have been stretched farther than I thought possible,
Run farther than I had strength to go,

Walked and not gotten weary,

Felt a deeper peace than I have known,

Had confidence beyond understanding,

Rest in very little time,

Joy beyond description,

And in My Father's arms I have soared higher than ever!!

My God is truly amazing and I have loved getting to know these new aspects of His provision over the last few months. He truly is all I need and has everything I could possibly desire and has blessed with more than I could imagine. Only in Him have I found such completeness and fulfillment and joy. I have tasted and seen that my God is good and my soul craves more of Him. I long to be used by Him and can hardly wait to see what the future holds.

Sitting in Silence

2008-07-30T13:28:00.010-04:00

CC Paper - Girls going to College

2008-06-27T19:31:00.004-04:00

Sweat drips into eyes squinted in determination, heels dig into the ground, and fingers clutch the rope as every muscle strains in the effort to pull the other team across the line. In considering the question of girls going to college, I have felt as if I were watching a giant game of tug-a-war. On one side stand those who think girls should not go, and on the others those who think they should. Each team is convinced they are right and are determined not to budge.

Given the choice, I would join neither side. Whether a girl goes to college or not is a decision that must be made based on direction from God. His answer may vary from person to person but that does not mean one is wrong and the other right. It merely shows his paths for their lives are different. The important thing is that they are following God’s leading.

Throughout the bible God gave people assignments that were not traditionally acceptable. Deborah was used by God as a judge in a time when women did not hold such positions. David, a mere Shepard boy, was called by God to be King of Israel. Jesus called his disciples from a variety of areas. Others looking on may have thought these people foolish, but God was pleased with them because they followed his command.

God did not call all the women to be judges, nor all men to be kings, but he did call some and expected them to follow. In the same way God did not call all girls to go to college, but if he leads that direction they should follow because there is no place safer than the center of God’s will. So when you feel as if you are in a giant tug-a-war remember to ask God which side, if any, is right for you; then follow with all your heart.

A Week in Tennessee

2008-06-11T17:19:00.011-04:00

A few weeks ago I was able to lead a class of girls from eight to twelve years old. We had a lot of fun together watching skits, singing songs, and learning new things. I hope you enjoy these pictures of our time together.

Games and Snack Time

Pyrimid, can I be on top?

Lunch Time

Team A says Cheese!

2008-05-23T19:39:00.007-04:00

On the Outside

Why is it so difficult to go against the crowd? Is it possible to be like everyone else and still be yourself? If I follow what I believe is right will I be accepted by those around me? These questions swirl around and around in my mind as once again I face the pressure of following conscience rather than the crowd.

Would it hurt to give in; does it really matter? I think of all the resons it would be ok if I gave in, after all it is not anything major just a little thing. Yet still the little voice inside will not be quiet, and finally I decide to listen and not participate. This leaves me feeling frustrated and left out. Once again I am on the outside looking in it does not matter that I did the right thing it still hurts.

Then my heavenly Father reminds me that he will always be with me and I have complete acceptance in Him. Knowing who I am in Christ enables me to stand tall, confident in his love and acceptance. While I am outside the crowd I am inside my Fathers arms and he will never let me go.

Planning your life vs. allowing God to drop it in your lap

2008-05-13T10:39:00.011-04:00

As I thought about planning my life verses allowing God to drop it in my lap my life flashed before my eyes. I was five years old again and a well meaning, elderly lady was bent over with her face close to mine. "So, what do you want to be when you grow up?" She asked, with a big smile. I just clutched Mom’s skirt tighter and tried to hide my face, hoping the lady would go away. If you are smiling it is probably because you have had the same experience or at least a similar one. Throughout our lives we are asked this question over and over, the form and intensity with which it is asked may change but it is the same basic question: What are you going to do with your life?

This question has haunted me my entire life; it is the question that never stops. Once I decide to be a doctor, policeman, teacher, or a pilot, they wanted to know how I would get there. "What are your plans for the future?" they asked. For success you must have plans, after all how can you get anything accomplished if you do not have plans? To some extent I agree, plans help me accomplish goals and help keep life in order; they keep me from procrastination and laziness. Yet I so often see plans treated as law, with no room for flexibility or God’s direction. God may be consulted for initial direction but once a plan is in action there is no deviation allowed.

Following plans rather than God is never wise, but having plans in accordance to God’s will is a good thing as long as you surrender complete control of those plans to Him. Commit thy works unto the Lord and thy thoughts shall be established. A man’s heart deviseth his way: but the Lord directs his steps. (Proverbs 16:3&9) Trust in the Lord with all thine heart, and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths. (Proverbs 3:5-6)

I have come to the conclusion that no matter how much planning I do God’s way will be accomplished. His way is far superior to my own so I am happy His direction. I look forward to seeing what he will accomplish in His time. I want to use my time wisely and even more I want to follow God’s will, reaching for his absolute best in my life. I will trust him and follow his direction. I will yield control of my plans to him and the next time someone asks me what I am going to do with my life I will tell them I will spend my life in search of God’s absolute best.

INFLUENCE

2008-04-30T16:58:00.020-04:00

Today I attended the First Lady's Prayer brunch of Tampa. The main speaker, Pam Tebow, spoke on influence. I have been thinking a lot about influence lately and what she shared greatly challenged me. She said "If your life connects with anyone else's life you have influence. If you influence anyone, you influence everyone in their life." This made me stop and think; how do I want others to be influenced by my life? Am I living in such a way that my influence will be good?

She then shared six points that are important to influence.

1. Master- Choose this day whom you will serve. Who I follow effects what type of influence I have. A relationship with Christ is the corner stone of influence.

2. Manuel- What directions am I following? Do I read the greatest manual of all, the bible or do I rely on myself or others for answers to life's questions?

3. Prayer- Prayer is not so much a channel through which I influence God. It is the channel through which God influences me.

4. Mindset- What I think about is what I become, so I should guard my thoughts.

5. Mission- Influence others on purpose! John 15:5 Abide in Christ, without Him I can do nothing, including influencing others.

6. Passions- I must be passionate about what I believe. People are drawn to passion so I need to learn to share mine with others.

I desire to be a woman of strong influence and I want that influence to draw others to God. I want to be passionate for Him and to pass that passion on to others. Mrs Tebow's talk reminded me I am influencing others now and if I want that influence to be good I must abide in God and allow Him to do the influencing through me. To illustrate what she meant she shared the following poem:

Little eyes are watching you

There are little eyes upon you

and they're watching night and day.

There are little ears that quickly

take in every word you say.

There are little hands all eager to do

anything you do;

And a little boy who's dreaming

of the day he'll be like you.

You're the little fellow's idol,

you're the wisest of the wise.

In his little mind about you

no suspicions ever rise.

He believes in you devoutly,

holds all you say and do;

He will say and do, in your way

when he's grown up just like you.

There's a wide eyed little fellow

who believes you're always right;

and his eyes are always opened,

and he watches day and night.

You are setting an example

every day in all you do;

For the little boy who's waiting

to grow up to be like you.

-anonymous

I desire each day to reach for God's absolute best in my life so my influence will be His influence. So the little eyes that are watching me will have a good example to follow.

2008-04-09T12:44:00.004-04:00

Mountain tops & Valleys

"Mountain top experiences" Perhaps you have heard that expression before. I have often heard people say they love being on the mountain top and find it an uplifting experience. They see valleys as times of 'lowness' or sorrow. As I thought of this I wondered if perhaps they are not missing out on a great deal in constantly striving for the 'mountaintop.'

Mountain tops afford a great view and a sense of achievement, yet they are lonely places, covered in snow and gained only through a great difficulty. On a mountaintop you have a wonderful, broad perspective of where you have been and where you are going, something no other place affords. Enjoy the mountain tops, they are wonderful places, delight in every moment, but do not rush through the valleys.

In the valleys our view shrinks considerably. Yet think of all the beauty found in a valley: rich, green Meadows; fields of flowers waving in the gentle breeze, birds singing in the trees, the soft murmur of a stream, and in the distance another mountain adds majesty to the landscape.

Valleys are the place of picnics and friends, of summer days filled with laughter. Sometimes they can be filled with tears and sorrow, but what better place to find comfort and solace. A place of rest and peace, surrounded by beauty and reminders of God's love.

Mountaintops are wonderful but do not over look the value of the valleys. Enjoy where you are and embrace every experience, live in the moment...

Come Sit with Me

2008-03-31T14:42:00.029-04:00

When I am down and oh,

my soul so weary,

when troubles come

and my heart burdened be,

then I am still

and wait here in the silence

until you come

and sit a while with me.

You raise me up

so I can stand on mountains.

You raise me up

to walk on stormy seas.

I am strong

when I am on your shoulders.

You raise me up

to more than I can be.

words by: Rolf Lovland and Brendan Graham

I love the words of this song! Especially the part about waiting in silence until you come and sit a while with me. For me sitting in silence with someone is a special bond, neither needs say anything, yet you know they are there and it is enough. I long to know God in that way and am learning time with Him satisfies my innermost desires and leaves me feeling treasured and loved.

During the past few monthe God has taught me a lot about building my relationship with Him and others through communication and spending time just sitting together. He continually shows me communication and relationships require two for success, one who will listen and one who will share their heart, each giving and receiving, loving and accepting love. We can neither always give or always take but must learn the art of both. Some times we will join a friend and sit with them, other times we must allow another the privilege of sitting with us. In doing this we give our trust and make ourselves vulnerable, two rare and precious gifts.

Father teach me to communicate with you, I want to fulfill your desires, to know what makes you happy. I know I have your love, or at least I am learning I do but I long for your pleasure. I want to make you smile... like a child I want to give you my love through all I have and with all my heart holding nothing back. Teach me your ways; I long to know more about you.... Come sit with me...

Shards of Glass

2008-03-03T19:49:00.011-05:00

Have you ever felt your world tumble down around you, experienced your hopes and dreams shattering leaving nothing but shards of glass at your feet? This last summer my life fell apart, shattering into thousands of pieces, cutting my heart and filling my eyes with tears.

Through my tears and searing pain I cried to God, asking him what he could possibly do with shattered glass, which was the way I viewed my life. I could not see how anything could ever come of all the pain and pieces.

Then God seemed to say "Chrissy, you know those stain glass windows you were admiring? What are they made of?"

My heart filling with hope, in a whisper I replied, "pieces of glass."

"Give me the things that cause you pain, let me hold you while you weep. I will take the pieces and make something beautiful, I will place them together with my love and compassion. Trust me, I will complete the work I began in you. Like the sun shines through a stain glass window my light will shine through you and the pieces will send the world a message."

Consider this post and those to follow pieces of glass for my window, I do not know how they will all fit together but I do know God is the Master craftsman and He has a place for each piece.