Confession: When I kill spiders in my house I apologize excessively, fearing some sort of grand vengeance being taken upon me by the evil, spider mafia...as if they would take such an apology.
Hi, my name is Courtney, and I have arachnophobia and a very overactive imagination. A combination of which never goes very well.
Monday, July 16, 2012
Saturday, July 14, 2012
3 Things Not to Say to Your Single Friends
I've been thinking a lot about singleness lately. Not moping about it, just thinking. In a lot of ways it's not a bad thing (sole possession of the remote control, right?) but in a lot of ways it can be hard. Especially in the South where nearly all of my friends got married right out of college, at times I just feel out of place in groups of adults. I struggle with whether or not I should have turned Mr. X down just because of various and sundry reasons, I wonder whether or not there is something wrong with me (or with everyone else because clearly it can't be the former), and I've even declared that I must have been chosen for celibacy (don't worry, Mom, those moments are typically few and far between). It's an up and down sort of thing, but what seems to be consistent is that everyone has advice (or this great guy they want you to meet who lives in another part of the state/country/world). The following are a few things I've heard in the last few years that now make me laugh and why you should avoid saying them to your friend who might not be so jazzed about singleness.
- Statement: I found my husband when I was finally content with being alone. What it sounds like they're saying: You're being punished for not being content in all circumstances and you need to be more like me.
- Statement: Your standards are too high. What it sounds like they're saying: Settle, you should snatch the first guy who asks you out and thank your lucky stars that he did.
- Statement: Nothing sanctifies you like marriage. What it sounds like they're saying: You're not getting the special brand of sanctification I'm getting and if you never get married you never will.
These sorts of comments sometimes bug me, but lately they've just been making me laugh...specifically at myself. Most likely, the married person making the above statements is well intentioned and really just wants to help. The problem isn't so much the pride I imagine them saying these things with but rather Who I am trusting to provide for me; whether it be a marriage or sanctification. God has the best plan for each of His children (Romans 8:28) and that is the lens through which all of us need to look.
Still, the next time you consider one of the above statements in regards to a single friend, think about how they might hear it and consider another alternative.
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
Insomnia, My Old Friend
It's 37 minutes past midnight on Wednesday morning and I'm staring wide awake into the computer screen. What are you doing? Right now, Late Night Courtney is thinking that sleep is so overrated, but tomorrow, Early Morning Courtney is not going to be pleased. If you know me even a little bit you are well aware that I struggle with insomnia at least every few months, and if you know me personally, you know that most of the time it's fueled by fear or anxiety.
Tonight it's anxiety...and a weird ear thing.
No seriously, there is something wrong with my ears. Ever since I started living in Peru in 2008 and wanted to shut out the sound of roosters crowing at night (seriously, not when the sun rose, just in the middle of the night!) I've worn ear plugs to bed. This worked great for when I moved to an apartment near a busy intersection and when my neighbors get noisy, and up until recently I haven't had any problems. But a few weeks ago something started happening. I got a box of new ear plugs and thought I'd hit the jack pot because of how well they worked. They blocked out the sound better than any I'd ever used before but I could still hear my alarm in the morning (I'm a super light sleeper).
Then my ears started to ache. Having become so used to wearing ear plugs I decided to ignore this and continue using them. Of course, the problem did not and has not gone away. In fact, now the insides of my ears are swelling and scabbing. Now I have an even bigger problem...I can't sleep without wearing ear plugs but the ear plugs hurt my ears! Lame.
But I'm pretty sure that the weird ear thing is not the root cause of my restlessness tonight, but rather a bit of anxiety. In an effort to save a little money and get a little closer to work, I decided to find a new apartment. The search has come up somewhat dry and in my scramble to find a better deal I didn't think to look at my lease. Today, I was informed that I had to give my current complex not 30 days notice but 60...meaning all of my planning this afternoon was pretty much blown out of the water. Whoops.
I'm worrying. I'm anxious. I know that I will be able to get things worked out tomorrow, but because I can't resolve them right this very second I am restless...as if that will add an extra day to my life...or my lease.
Funny how just a few days ago I read Luke 12:22-34. Amazing how God provides through His word at the exact time I need it. "For this reason I say to you, do not worry about your life, as to what you will eat; nor for your body, as to what you will put on. For life is more than food, and the body more than clothing. Consider the ravens, for they neither sow nor reap; they have no storeroom nor barn, and yet God feeds them; how much more valuable you are than the birds! And which of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life's span? If then you cannot do even a very little thing, why do you worry about other matters?" (22-26) This is just a little thing, a very little thing that God is completely sovereign over, and my worrying will not change that.
I'm always amazed at how much He uses uncomfortable and trying times to bless me the most; how during months of sleeplessness He always teaches me deep truths about Himself and draws me closer to Him. How I can ever doubt His goodness is really rather laughable. I praise God for my insomnia, for bizarre medical problems, and for confusing contracts, and I look forward to seeing how everything is working together for His perfect plan.
Tonight it's anxiety...and a weird ear thing.
No seriously, there is something wrong with my ears. Ever since I started living in Peru in 2008 and wanted to shut out the sound of roosters crowing at night (seriously, not when the sun rose, just in the middle of the night!) I've worn ear plugs to bed. This worked great for when I moved to an apartment near a busy intersection and when my neighbors get noisy, and up until recently I haven't had any problems. But a few weeks ago something started happening. I got a box of new ear plugs and thought I'd hit the jack pot because of how well they worked. They blocked out the sound better than any I'd ever used before but I could still hear my alarm in the morning (I'm a super light sleeper).
Then my ears started to ache. Having become so used to wearing ear plugs I decided to ignore this and continue using them. Of course, the problem did not and has not gone away. In fact, now the insides of my ears are swelling and scabbing. Now I have an even bigger problem...I can't sleep without wearing ear plugs but the ear plugs hurt my ears! Lame.
But I'm pretty sure that the weird ear thing is not the root cause of my restlessness tonight, but rather a bit of anxiety. In an effort to save a little money and get a little closer to work, I decided to find a new apartment. The search has come up somewhat dry and in my scramble to find a better deal I didn't think to look at my lease. Today, I was informed that I had to give my current complex not 30 days notice but 60...meaning all of my planning this afternoon was pretty much blown out of the water. Whoops.
I'm worrying. I'm anxious. I know that I will be able to get things worked out tomorrow, but because I can't resolve them right this very second I am restless...as if that will add an extra day to my life...or my lease.
Funny how just a few days ago I read Luke 12:22-34. Amazing how God provides through His word at the exact time I need it. "For this reason I say to you, do not worry about your life, as to what you will eat; nor for your body, as to what you will put on. For life is more than food, and the body more than clothing. Consider the ravens, for they neither sow nor reap; they have no storeroom nor barn, and yet God feeds them; how much more valuable you are than the birds! And which of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life's span? If then you cannot do even a very little thing, why do you worry about other matters?" (22-26) This is just a little thing, a very little thing that God is completely sovereign over, and my worrying will not change that.
I'm always amazed at how much He uses uncomfortable and trying times to bless me the most; how during months of sleeplessness He always teaches me deep truths about Himself and draws me closer to Him. How I can ever doubt His goodness is really rather laughable. I praise God for my insomnia, for bizarre medical problems, and for confusing contracts, and I look forward to seeing how everything is working together for His perfect plan.
Friday, June 29, 2012
And then...That Happened...
Wednesday, June 27, 2012
In Other News...
I got accepted into RTS Houston!
I've spent years praying about this decision. Wondering if it was, in fact, a wise move. Finally, I decided to take the leap and apply. My prayer going in was "God, barring your wise and welcome intervention, I'm going to act in faith in Your good sovereignty." I've had to pray a lot about motivation, I've had to pray for energy and determination, I've had to pray for His help, and for His peace.
Honestly, I didn't think I was going to get in.
Then, today around 3:30 I go to look in my inbox and bam, there it was! It's not going to be easy, but I think it's going to teach me a lot and hopefully make me a better worker for His kingdom. Please keep me in your prayers and thank you for that which you've already given!
I've spent years praying about this decision. Wondering if it was, in fact, a wise move. Finally, I decided to take the leap and apply. My prayer going in was "God, barring your wise and welcome intervention, I'm going to act in faith in Your good sovereignty." I've had to pray a lot about motivation, I've had to pray for energy and determination, I've had to pray for His help, and for His peace.
Honestly, I didn't think I was going to get in.
Then, today around 3:30 I go to look in my inbox and bam, there it was! It's not going to be easy, but I think it's going to teach me a lot and hopefully make me a better worker for His kingdom. Please keep me in your prayers and thank you for that which you've already given!
Monday, June 25, 2012
Last Week Disaster Week!
Last week was what I like to call a "Murphy's Law" kind of a week. It wasn't bad or anything like that, but really and truly it seemed as if something could fall apart it did. This all began on Saturday when I started house sitting for a nice family at our church and got locked out of the house. Let me preface by saying that I tried to find a neighbor before I resorted to the destructive measures you see below:
When all other options failed, I, being the rational and unemotional human being that I am (please hear the sarcasm), busted open the door with my hip. While this might have been cause for some boasting had it not been someone else's house (I mean, come on, I broke open a door with my body) under the circumstances I was simply distraught. Thankfully, a good friend from church had a contracter who helped us get it fixed, but I still felt pretty bad about the incident.
That, however, was not the end of my troubles. As I was into the parkinglot for bootcamp Thursday evening, I noticed that everyone was looking at me with rather interesting expressions. When I got out of the car, I was informed that my back tire was completely flat. Lame. After removing the now useless peice of rubber, we realized that there was a nail in the bottom. Again, thankfully, I have a good spare that is now serving just as well. Fast forward to this morning, 7:30AM. I am driving through the Kroger parking lot when I hear a loud thud. Looking back, this is what I see:
All I can say is that I am very glad this happened when I was driving ten miles an hour in a parkinglot rather than 65 on I-10. Hopefully, nothing else will get broken this week...either by me or by circumstances clearly beyond my control. For now, enjoy the disaster and pray for my patience when things do fall apart!
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| Busted lock |
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| Cracked sheet rock |
When all other options failed, I, being the rational and unemotional human being that I am (please hear the sarcasm), busted open the door with my hip. While this might have been cause for some boasting had it not been someone else's house (I mean, come on, I broke open a door with my body) under the circumstances I was simply distraught. Thankfully, a good friend from church had a contracter who helped us get it fixed, but I still felt pretty bad about the incident.
That, however, was not the end of my troubles. As I was into the parkinglot for bootcamp Thursday evening, I noticed that everyone was looking at me with rather interesting expressions. When I got out of the car, I was informed that my back tire was completely flat. Lame. After removing the now useless peice of rubber, we realized that there was a nail in the bottom. Again, thankfully, I have a good spare that is now serving just as well. Fast forward to this morning, 7:30AM. I am driving through the Kroger parking lot when I hear a loud thud. Looking back, this is what I see:
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| Spare tire cover |
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| Naked tire |
Monday, June 04, 2012
Psalm 73: Reflections on (the day after) My Birthday
Psalm 73:1-3
Surely God is good to Israel, to those who are pure in heart. But as for me, my feet had almost slipped; I had nearly lost my foothold. For I envied the arrogant when I saw the prosperity of the wicked.
Yesterday I turned 27. It was a very good birthday. A sweet friend made me chocolate-chocolate chip banana bread, I got birthday cards, great gifts, and my mom and brother took me to Olive Garden. I'm nowhere near where I thought I'd be by now.
Before college I assumed that by the end of four years I'd be married.
Before graduation I assumed I'd have found my calling in Peru...and be married.
A year after graduation I assumed I'd be in vocational youth ministry for a long time.
Last year I thought I'd be out of Texas, in youth ministry.
I see lots of my friends experiencing what I view as success and, to be utterly honest, I envy them. It's hard to see "the wicked" succeed. You don't understand why, despite the horrible things they did to you in high school or jr. high, or elementary school, they are getting everything you want. But honestly, sometimes it's almost harder to see your friends succeed. It's not that you don't want them to. No, you really do so desperately want to see them happy; but you also want what they have, and the envy you feel brings greater guilt than what you feel when seeing your "enemies" succeed.
It's a hard thing to rejoice in the success of others sometimes, but what I'm being reminded of is that God has the best plan for me.
My pastor told a story on Sunday that illustrated this really well. His wife was trying to find a parking space near his building and so she called him for help. He, quite a few stories up, was able to see the whole parking lot and direct and guide her through the process. It didn't necessarily make the process go faster, but being connected with one who had the bigger perspective was infinitely helpful. God not only has the bigger perspective, but He is sovereign over the occurrences of my life. The more I connect with Him the more I am able to rejoice and to trust and to give my frustration to Him.
I'm praying that God will help me to rejoice with those who rejoice and to see the good He is working in my life. I thank Him for 27 years of His guidance, of His blessing of good friends and family, and His constant provision.
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Jesus' Baptism: Reflection on a Humble God
Luke 3:21-22
When all the people were being
baptized, Jesus was baptized to. And as
He was praying, heaven was opened and the Holy Spirit descended on Him in
bodily form like a dove. And a voice
came from heaven: “You are my Son, whom I love; with you I am well pleased.”
I’m always amazed at the moments of
humility Jesus displays in scripture. As
if leaving perfect and close fellowship with the Father to become human was not
enough, He lived in poverty, He lived perfectly, He lived like us, He suffered
for us.
This is what changes us. God’s Law reveals our need but it can’t
save. We become Pharisees, assured by
false righteousness, or we become prodigals, burnt out with trying, choosing to
live in any way we please. But for the
love given by a God Who stepped out of heaven to live with His creatures we’re
changed.
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Advancing the Kingdom: Reflections on Work
Matthew 6:33
But seek first His kingdom and His righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.
It's been a strange couple of weeks for me. God told me "no" to a deep desire of mine, then almost immediately turned around and gave me a different position at the company I work for, moving me away from the front desk and the phone to HR. I've been training the new girl and doing my own training and planning Marvel Movie Nights (yes, I've seen The Avengers and embarrassing number of times in theaters, don't judge me) and all the time wrestling. I've been tired and stressed and praying for direction from the Lord. My foundations are being shaken to no end as most of the things I hope to happen fall flat. Nothing I've assumed God would "do for me" by now has come to fruition. I have a passion for youth work but find myself exhausted at the end of the day and putting off serving them for my own personal time. This often causes me to resent my day job.
But really I am doing kingdom work.
I've always had this understanding that if you do whatever it is you do for the glory of the Lord then you are doing kingdom work, but I'm not sure I've ever really believed it... or at least never applied it to me. That may sound strange, but I've always thought I'd end up in vocational ministry because of my passion for it and so I always sort of viewed secular jobs as a means to an end; tent making; something to trudge through so I could go on with my life after the eight hours were over.
I've had the wrong attitude.
Sure, this job can support the youth work I do, but at the same time, I can do kingdom work all day long. I can work to make communication between all of our offices go well to bring stress levels down, I can be organized so that my supervisors don't have to worry about employee records, I can be a listening ear when the office experiences heart ache, I can pray, and I can always be a friend. This is kingdom work: showing God's love to people, doing a job well no matter what that job is, seeking to honor those made in His image even when they are having a grumpy day and don't quite respond the way I might want.
My feelings may not follow as quickly as I'd like them to, but viewing my work as His work, seeking to serve Him by serving others will eventually change my attitude and ultimately please Him. I know I can do this because I'm not having to fight for His affection. He's already blessed me with that, with His love, and He has promised to do what is best for me. I am so thankful that His plans are better than mine and that even tasks that might seem menial can have eternal meaning if done well and for His glory.
But seek first His kingdom and His righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.
It's been a strange couple of weeks for me. God told me "no" to a deep desire of mine, then almost immediately turned around and gave me a different position at the company I work for, moving me away from the front desk and the phone to HR. I've been training the new girl and doing my own training and planning Marvel Movie Nights (yes, I've seen The Avengers and embarrassing number of times in theaters, don't judge me) and all the time wrestling. I've been tired and stressed and praying for direction from the Lord. My foundations are being shaken to no end as most of the things I hope to happen fall flat. Nothing I've assumed God would "do for me" by now has come to fruition. I have a passion for youth work but find myself exhausted at the end of the day and putting off serving them for my own personal time. This often causes me to resent my day job.
But really I am doing kingdom work.
I've always had this understanding that if you do whatever it is you do for the glory of the Lord then you are doing kingdom work, but I'm not sure I've ever really believed it... or at least never applied it to me. That may sound strange, but I've always thought I'd end up in vocational ministry because of my passion for it and so I always sort of viewed secular jobs as a means to an end; tent making; something to trudge through so I could go on with my life after the eight hours were over.
I've had the wrong attitude.
Sure, this job can support the youth work I do, but at the same time, I can do kingdom work all day long. I can work to make communication between all of our offices go well to bring stress levels down, I can be organized so that my supervisors don't have to worry about employee records, I can be a listening ear when the office experiences heart ache, I can pray, and I can always be a friend. This is kingdom work: showing God's love to people, doing a job well no matter what that job is, seeking to honor those made in His image even when they are having a grumpy day and don't quite respond the way I might want.
My feelings may not follow as quickly as I'd like them to, but viewing my work as His work, seeking to serve Him by serving others will eventually change my attitude and ultimately please Him. I know I can do this because I'm not having to fight for His affection. He's already blessed me with that, with His love, and He has promised to do what is best for me. I am so thankful that His plans are better than mine and that even tasks that might seem menial can have eternal meaning if done well and for His glory.
Thursday, May 10, 2012
A Few of My Favorite Things: More Reflections on Joy
In college, a time when I struggled the most with depression, I tried to make a habit of spending my mornings thanking God for the things He's given me. Lately, I've been trying to get back into that habit. What's really cool is that god often surprises me with little things that give me a great deal of joy. Here's a list of a few little things that just plain make me smile:
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| Listening to Led Zeppelin on an evening jog |
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| Decorative Toms |
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| Unexpected presents (for those who can't tell, this is a sunflower magnet with a bee: I LOVE bees and sunflowers) |
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| Gray skies with surprising splashes of color. |
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| Crack cookies (read: chocolate chip cookies) |
Wednesday, May 09, 2012
Refusing the Easy Way Out: Reflection on the Cross
Mark 15:22-24
22 They brought Jesus to the place called Golgotha (which means The Place of the Skull).23 Then they offered him wine mixed with myrrh,(R) but he did not take it. 24 And they crucified him. Dividing up his clothes, they cast lots(S) to see what each would get.
Jesus was about to suffer greater agony than anyone has or ever will suffer. From the beginning He had perfect communion with the rest of the Trinity, He followed the law to its very heart, and on the cross He was going to experience complete separation and wrath for that which He was not guilty. No one will ever understand this kind of pain, not even those who suffer in Hell. Yet, Christ refused to even take a bit of wine mixed with myrrh to try and dull the pain. I don't know that it would have worked considering the sort of suffering He was going to experience, but I know it would have been tempting.
Why did He refuse something that might have eased His pain? To remain fully conscious for the ordeal? To suffer fully that righteous justice might be satisfied fully? To give up His spirit rather than allowing it to slip away apart from His will? Honestly, I'm not entirely sure. What I am sure of is that facing this sort of pain for people in rebellion against Him is so baffling that it almost seems absurd. It's the foolishness of the gospel: The King laying down His life for the least and the lost.
This last weekend I went to see The Avengers. In one scene of the movie, two characters have a conversation about what it means to be a king. One asks the other if he believes himself above the human race, and when the other responds that he does, the first responds in a rather profound way; that this mentality proved he was not fit to be a king. The true King, the Lord of the Universe, is above us, yet He brings Himself low that He might draw us to Himself.
I want to reflect on that more, especially when someone is treating me unfairly or I'm going through some sort of "pain". If the God Who created all things could become a suffering servant, how much more should I die to myself and show mercy and grace to others?
22 They brought Jesus to the place called Golgotha (which means The Place of the Skull).23 Then they offered him wine mixed with myrrh,(R) but he did not take it. 24 And they crucified him. Dividing up his clothes, they cast lots(S) to see what each would get.
Jesus was about to suffer greater agony than anyone has or ever will suffer. From the beginning He had perfect communion with the rest of the Trinity, He followed the law to its very heart, and on the cross He was going to experience complete separation and wrath for that which He was not guilty. No one will ever understand this kind of pain, not even those who suffer in Hell. Yet, Christ refused to even take a bit of wine mixed with myrrh to try and dull the pain. I don't know that it would have worked considering the sort of suffering He was going to experience, but I know it would have been tempting.
Why did He refuse something that might have eased His pain? To remain fully conscious for the ordeal? To suffer fully that righteous justice might be satisfied fully? To give up His spirit rather than allowing it to slip away apart from His will? Honestly, I'm not entirely sure. What I am sure of is that facing this sort of pain for people in rebellion against Him is so baffling that it almost seems absurd. It's the foolishness of the gospel: The King laying down His life for the least and the lost.
This last weekend I went to see The Avengers. In one scene of the movie, two characters have a conversation about what it means to be a king. One asks the other if he believes himself above the human race, and when the other responds that he does, the first responds in a rather profound way; that this mentality proved he was not fit to be a king. The true King, the Lord of the Universe, is above us, yet He brings Himself low that He might draw us to Himself.
I want to reflect on that more, especially when someone is treating me unfairly or I'm going through some sort of "pain". If the God Who created all things could become a suffering servant, how much more should I die to myself and show mercy and grace to others?
Sunday, May 06, 2012
Small Bits of Joy: Fondant Expedition
Lately, I've been a little obsessed with a blog called cakewrecks.com a site that gives me a good laugh almost every day with horrible, hilarious cake disasters. However, on Sundays, the author posts truly incredible examples of absolutely amazing cakes. This always makes me hungry, and inspires me to want to attempt an amazing cake on my own. This week, I attempted to make fondant cupcakes. Needless to say, if I were a professional, what I made today would definitely be considered a cake wreck. But it was still fun, and tasty.
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| Chocolate cupcakes with regular frosting |
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| "Decorated" with fondant...it'll probably take some practice. Next time I'll at least dye it...that might cover up the ugly. |
Wednesday, May 02, 2012
In All Circumstances: Reflection on Giving Thanks
1 Thessalonians 5:18
give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.
My question is, can I give thanks and submit to God's will while seeking to change my position? Joseph did not hesitate to ask the Chief Cup Bearer to remember him when he got out of prison (Genesis 40) and even Jesus asked the Father to take the cup from Him, so is it wrong for me to do the same? I'm not in prison, I'm not about to suffer the way Jesus did (none of us ever will), but I am amidst circumstances that are highly stressful and frustrating. Can I be thankful and joyful for a situation I work to be free of?
Have you ever struggled with something like this? How did you deal with it? What did God teach you through it?
give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.
My question is, can I give thanks and submit to God's will while seeking to change my position? Joseph did not hesitate to ask the Chief Cup Bearer to remember him when he got out of prison (Genesis 40) and even Jesus asked the Father to take the cup from Him, so is it wrong for me to do the same? I'm not in prison, I'm not about to suffer the way Jesus did (none of us ever will), but I am amidst circumstances that are highly stressful and frustrating. Can I be thankful and joyful for a situation I work to be free of?
Have you ever struggled with something like this? How did you deal with it? What did God teach you through it?
Monday, April 23, 2012
Priorities: Reflection on Traffic Accidents
I was driving home from work today when I heard a warning that there was an accident on Mason. My first thought was, "Ah crap, traffic is going to be awful." My second thought was probably not my thought at all but rather a gentle nudge from God. My second thought was, "Why am I grumbling about traffic and considering praying that God will get me home fast instead of praying for the people in the accident?" It was rather convicting and majorly humbling. I am focused on myself and my own well being pretty much 99.9% of the time, and I'm fairly certain that the 1% I'm not is when I'm asleep. Though I know as a fact that I'm not the center of the universe, I act and think as if I believe otherwise.
Do you grumble about traffic because of accidents? Am I the only one? My challenge today is that I would pray for God to be with the victims and that He would teach me patience and give me a heart that breaks for others more than it breaks for myself. Maybe then traffic won't be so stressful, maybe then I'll have a bit more peace.
1 Corinthians 13:4-6
4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
Do you grumble about traffic because of accidents? Am I the only one? My challenge today is that I would pray for God to be with the victims and that He would teach me patience and give me a heart that breaks for others more than it breaks for myself. Maybe then traffic won't be so stressful, maybe then I'll have a bit more peace.
1 Corinthians 13:4-6
4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
Sunday, April 22, 2012
Love Effect: Jr. High Girls Retreat 2012
Last Thursday, my parents headed off on a trip to France. This left their beautiful house in Fulshear wide open for me to take the Jr. High Girls on a little retreat this weekend. We're all a little sleep deprived and, what a shock, I'm a little sunburnt. Here's some of what happened, picture style.
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| The weather was gorgeous, but the pool was fairly cold. Some were brave... |
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| Other... not so much |
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| Brooke found an awesome craft on Pintrest where you glue crayons to poster board or a canvas and melt it with a hair dryer. |
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| Abby's creation, not quite done |
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| Beth - I can't figure out how to flip this... |
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| Brooke's boat |
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| Ravyn's curtains |
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| Margo's rain... |
Monday, April 16, 2012
Who Am I and Great are You: Reflections on the Horizon
The heavens declare theglory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands.
Did anyone see the sky this evening? I just walked out to take the trash and I literally could not take my eyes off of it. A mesmerizing array of grays and blues and pinks; a picture no artist could really capture. I was struck, as I quite often am, at the thought that God is an artist, God is the artist. He didn't just create the world with little thought, He fashioned it with pride and with care, with artistry and precision. Do you ever think about that? About how God is the creator of art and science and beauty and all that is good in this world?
I really needed this sky today. That may sound weird but I really did. It was halting, so much so that I quite literally had to stop and stare. All the stress of my crazy Monday sort of faded as I stood in awe of what God's hands have created. It reminded me of a song one of my favorite groups sings called Who Am I. The chorus has a line in it that says "Because I'll never hold a picture of the whole horizon in my view, because I'll never rip the night in two it makes me wonder, who am I and great are You."
I had to spin to view all that was above me, and even then my view was obstructed and broken up. It gave me the slightest taste of just how vast and big our God is. It reminded me that even though I feel somewhat lost and confused right now that He is in control; He has a plan; He is good; and I can trust Him.
Who am I and great are You.
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
Early Morning Kitchen Disaster
It's been one of those mornings. You know the kind; where you're not quite there yet and you end up turning on the wrong burner and melting a plastic bag on it? Yeah, that kind. It gave me a good laugh!
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| Melted plastic...mmmm |
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| Plastic and heat do not mix...apparently I should wait until after drinking my coffee to try cooking. |
Monday, April 09, 2012
When God Says "No": Reflection on God's Will
Mark 14:35-36
35 Going a little farther, he fell to the ground and prayed that if possible the hour might pass from him. 36 “Abba,[e] Father,” he said, “everything is possible for you. Take this cup from me. Yet not what I will, but what you will.”
God always answers prayer. It’s just that sometimes the answer is “no”. Very recently I got this answer and it was so not an easy thing to hear. I can safely say that it broke my heart and I’ve spent the last few days struggling with the mentality that He’s somehow being unfair, that I’m being kicked while I’m down, that everyone else seems to be succeeding while I’m stuck in the marshes. Add to these thoughts the horrible and depressing thought that I’m just not good enough and that I completely lack any worth whatsoever.
I’ve talked about Satan’s lies before, and these are the kind he most often tends to attack me with; probably because I have this bad habit of listening to them. I forget to remind myself of the truth God has given me. The truth that if an earthly father can love his kid enough to know how to give them good gifts then how much more will my perfect heavenly Father give me (Luke 11:13)? I forget that He gave me the ultimate gift, the gift of His Son.
The verse above hits me deep during this time of disappointment. It shows that Jesus knew what He was about to suffer, that it was going to be the worst pain imaginable (complete separation from the love of His Father), and it reminds me that God the Father said “no” to His Son. The Father said “no” to Jesus. I can’t really wrap my mind around this at all, it’s way to big for my pea, human brain, but that’s what happened. Moreover, had God the Father answered “yes” and taken the cup from His Son we would have had to drink it ourselves. It’s wildly humbling, baffling, tragic and yet a victory.
Now, I’m definitely not comparing myself to Christ by any stretch of the imagination, but mediating on the fact that God’s answers always lead to the best outcome is extremely helpful in these circumstances. Yeah, it still hurts like crazy, and, as a friend said to me this weekend, it really sucks, but I can stand on the faithfulness of God. One day it won’t suck. One day I’ll be thanking God on my knees that He said “no” to me, but for now I will continue to pray for faith and direction.
Sunday, April 08, 2012
Happy Easter
Luke 24:5b-7
“Why do you look for the living among the dead? 6 He is not here; he has risen! Remember how he told you, while he was still with you in Galilee: 7 ‘The Son of Man must be delivered into the hands of sinful men, be crucified and on the third day be raised again.’ ”
Slow we are to listen, slow we are to understand. Like David holding up the severed head of Goliath Christ came from the cross and the grave holding up the severed head of death, the victor for His people. Moreover, He took us with him from the cross and the grave to new life to be free of the curse of sin and the law that we might live and walk with Him.
May we celebrate His resurrection, today, and every day, and strive with the help of His Holy Spirit to break old habits and flee from the death in which we once lived.
Feliz Pascuas!
“Why do you look for the living among the dead? 6 He is not here; he has risen! Remember how he told you, while he was still with you in Galilee: 7 ‘The Son of Man must be delivered into the hands of sinful men, be crucified and on the third day be raised again.’ ”
Slow we are to listen, slow we are to understand. Like David holding up the severed head of Goliath Christ came from the cross and the grave holding up the severed head of death, the victor for His people. Moreover, He took us with him from the cross and the grave to new life to be free of the curse of sin and the law that we might live and walk with Him.
May we celebrate His resurrection, today, and every day, and strive with the help of His Holy Spirit to break old habits and flee from the death in which we once lived.
Feliz Pascuas!
Monday, April 02, 2012
God Chases Foolish Things: Reflection on Our Shepherd King
Chasing Song
Now and then these feet just take to wandering
Now and then I prop them up at home
Sometimes I think about the consequences
Sometimes I don't
Well, I realize that falling down ain't graceful
But I thank the Lord that falling's full of grace
Sometimes I take my eyes off Jesus
And you know that's all it takes
Well, I wish that I could say that at the close of every day
I was happy with the way that I'm behaving
'Cause Job, he chased an answer
The wise men chased the Child
Jacob chased her fourteen years
And he captured Rachel's smile
And Moses chased the Promised Land
Joseph chased a dream
David, he chased God's own heart
All I ever seem to chase is me
Well, they say a race can only have one winner
And you know you've got to pull out front to win
God knows the only time I'm winning
Is when I'm chasing Him
So, I wish that I could say that at the close of every day
I was happy with the way that I'm behaving
'Cause Samson chased a woman
And he chased the Phillistines
I'm not quite sure what Jonah chased
But I know he caught the sea
And Cain, he chased the harvest
While Abel chased the beasts
David, he chased God's own heart
All I ever seem to chase is me
And Jesus chased the money men
And He chased His Father's will
He chased my sin to Calvary
And He caught it on that hill
And Saul, he chased the Christians
'Til his blindness made him see
David, he chased God's own heart
All I ever seem to chase is me
Now and then these feet just take to wandering
Now and then I prop them up at home
Sometimes I think about the consequences
Sometimes I don't
Well, I realize that falling down ain't graceful
But I thank the Lord that falling's full of grace
Sometimes I take my eyes off Jesus
And you know that's all it takes
Well, I wish that I could say that at the close of every day
I was happy with the way that I'm behaving
'Cause Job, he chased an answer
The wise men chased the Child
Jacob chased her fourteen years
And he captured Rachel's smile
And Moses chased the Promised Land
Joseph chased a dream
David, he chased God's own heart
All I ever seem to chase is me
Well, they say a race can only have one winner
And you know you've got to pull out front to win
God knows the only time I'm winning
Is when I'm chasing Him
So, I wish that I could say that at the close of every day
I was happy with the way that I'm behaving
'Cause Samson chased a woman
And he chased the Phillistines
I'm not quite sure what Jonah chased
But I know he caught the sea
And Cain, he chased the harvest
While Abel chased the beasts
David, he chased God's own heart
All I ever seem to chase is me
And Jesus chased the money men
And He chased His Father's will
He chased my sin to Calvary
And He caught it on that hill
And Saul, he chased the Christians
'Til his blindness made him see
David, he chased God's own heart
All I ever seem to chase is me
Isaiah 53:6
We all, like sheep, have gone astray, each of us has turned to his own way; and the LORD has laid on Him the iniquity of us all.
My heart chases after many things; comfort, pleasure, approval…really anything that will make my life easier and more enjoyable. I chase things that I believe will give me fulfillment and purpose, things I believe will somehow make me valuable and worthy. I’m chasing the wind. I rarely catch the things I chase and when I do I am, inevitably disappointed. The pleasure is lacking, the comfort temporary, and the acceptance never quite enough. There’s a reason scripture calls us sheep; we constantly wonder after foolish things.
God chases after foolish things as well, He chases after us. The amazing thing to me is that He is our Shepherd, but also became a sheep. He walked with us as one of us. He was tempted without sin, beaten without cause, tried without justice, and chased our sin all the way to Calvary.
This song by Andrew Peterson is one of my favorites and has had me thinking all weekend about it. The line that has been playing over and over in my head is in the last verse of the song: “And Jesus chased the money men, and He chased His Father’s will, He chased my sin to Calvary and He caught it on that hill.” The image described is not only humbling but super convicting. Jesus chased the money men… those who worshiped wealth and swindled their own people in order to stuff their pockets. I think a lot of times we forget that He went after the wealthy along with the poor, we imagine Him as a sort of Robin Hood who steals from the rich to give to those in need, and forget that he came to show both their spiritual poverty and desperate need for Him.
This week, as Good Friday and Easter approach, let’s mediate on how Christ, our good shepherd, chased us and how He is calling us to chase others for His kingdom. And may we be eternally thankful that He refused to give up on foolish things.
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