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June 30th, 2010

Hillsong led my worship last night. My love and understanding of worship have grown so much this year! I am learning that it is not a superstitious experience- just a sober, sincere effort to entertain and romance my King. And the entertainment is intended for Him. The fact that I enjoy the songs is just an irrelevant, but much appreciated, bonus!
I closed my eyes and sang “Everlasting” … imagining I was at the foot of the cross, singing up to my Savior. During that song I realized that the Lord and all the angels and demons can hear my undignified praise. And I sang louder. Worship is victory! He filled that arena. He’s so much bigger than our skin. Every time I worship, the only thought I get is “You deserve it.”
Last night at the concert I was so blown away and excited about oneness with Him! Genuine worship sets me free. I need it. He wants it. It was so real and so rich!
Some things the lyrics/chord progressions/Holy Spirit reminded me:
-Hope is real, not a Hollywood concept. Not a dream. I worship the One who defeated everything that I would otherwise call “invincible.” But because of Jesus, I can call it “death.”
-Every moment is the time to worship. Not because I particularly ‘feel it’ or because it releases MY heart, but because HE DESERVES IT.
-Jesus got what I deserve. sacrifice, slander, separation. and more. (I wept.)
-There is a Home waiting for me!
I just love how we persist. The crowd by singing, yelling, jumping, raising their hands, holding on to the promises they’ve heard, holding on to the faith that says that they are true against the doubts that say they are not. The musicians by offering up themselves and their talents to raise a ruckus for the Lord, even though sin and hurt may have been raising a ruckus in their hearts. I’m sure Satan hated all of it. Our persistence, our hope, our endurance, our volume. Worship is so hardcore. To me, it is like going into battle and going into peace at the same time.
Hope is courage. Those who fear vulnerability wouldn’t dare to try it.
When I remind myself that I am a warrior, it’s like guzzling an energy drink. I love winning! I love purposeful suffering! Am I with the right God or what??!
“Godliness with contentment is great gain.” — 1 Timothy 6:6
Em
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June 29th, 2010
It has taken me twenty four years of parenting to figure this out but I finally have started to see what an amazing guide Galatians 5 is in parenting. Verses 22 and 23 list the “fruits” (the spirit led attitudes) that will grow when our lives are surrendered to the Spirit of God.
Think about it, according to that scripture, the evidence of spiritual growth in our life is the healthy fruit of love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. It only makes sense that a goal in parenting would be to cultivate the soil in our kids’ hearts and minds to be healthy, nutrient-filled, well-tended (yes that means attending to the weeds that sprout up) soil. Soil that will grow healthy strong, tasty and nutritious fruit!
When children are little it’s so easy to cultivate that soil; so easy to make sure it is jam packed with nutrients, well tended and weed free! But the older they get the quicker the weeds grow, even if the soil is still receiving nutrients. Some of the weeds are seeds the world has planted. Unfortunately, some are weeds whose roots can be traced right back to our own lives!
I have learned it is crucial to recognize the weeds in our own lives early on. It not only benefits us but our kids benefit too if we can get to the root of them and get them plucked out! Unfortunately those weeds are so pesky! And sometimes those roots go so deep.
It reminds me of dandelions and thistles. One is a nuisance , the other can be downright painful, and both are a bother! They grow quickly especially if there is a lack of time or desire to deal with them. In fact little care is needed to grow a bumper crop of those babies! But they are weeds, not fruit, and the problem with weeds is they can choke out healthy seeds. They crop up all over the place, prolific little pests that they are!
How many of those weeds do we, by our lack of dealing with them, actually cultivate in the family plot? I can think of one of the weeds – the words we use! Yup, that’s an easy one to spot. As parents how many of us have been a wee bit embarrassed to hear Junior voice a little exclamation, or words of negativity, that we can trace right back to our mouths! Ouch! That’s a dandelion that wasn’t dealt with and ended up going to seed and spreading itself over the fertile soil of our kids’ hearts and minds!
Another weed that grows quickly is lack of stewardship – either with the hours in our day, our stuff, or our cold hard cash. (the Bible references those things as our time, our treasures, our talents) Attentiveness to the weeds of lack of stewardship and discipline in every area of our lives can lead to much freedom in the future for ourselves and for our children!
May I put it bluntly? As adults, if there is a “weed” – an issue, a battle, a bad-habit, an addiction, an attitude, a sin – in our lives that we struggle with and do not attend to, we are, whether we intend to or not, cultivating that very same weed into the hearts and lives of the young people that we love so very much!
And the same can be said of the fruit we nurture in them. Show me an adult who has intentionally invested the seeds of healthy fruit into the life of a child and I will show you a child who has learned great lessons for the future.
Lessons that will help them live life in a healthy way – physically, emotionally, and spiritually.
Our children are our future leaders. It is my hope that our future leaders will be strong and healthy – healthy physically, healthy in their attitudes and relationships with others, and healthy, very healthy, in their relationship with their heavenly Dad.
For that to happen the children in our lives need adults (that’s us!) who are investing in them, taking time to teach wise decision making skills, making sure that spiritual fruit, not unhealthy weeds, are being cultivated in their habits, their minds, and their hearts! Sometimes it means pulling weeds that have grown a deep root – never a fun task but always necessary!
Galatians 6:7-8 continues in this garden tending theme: Don’t be misled: No one makes a fool of God. What a person plants, he will harvest. The person who plants selfishness, ignoring the needs of others – ignoring God! – harvests a crop of weeds. All he’ll have to show for his life is weeds! But the one who plants in response to God, letting God’s Spirit, do the growth work in him harvests a crop of real life, eternal life. (The Message)
Of course this chapter continues on into one of my life verses – and most prayed prayers – “So let’s not allow ourselves to get fatigued doing good. At the right time we will harvest a good crop if we don’t give up or quit.” (verse 9)
Our attentiveness to the garden – to the soil of our own and our kids lives – is crucial.
Don’t give up!
Until next time.
Beth
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June 28th, 2010
About a week ago I visited a local greenhouse for the first time this season. I know-I had procrastinated, but I had a good reason. I’m CHEAP! I was waiting for the ‘half off’ or ‘buy one, get one free’ deals. Because I don’t consider myself to have a green thumb, I want to be especially careful regarding how much money I invest in plants. It is still usually up for grabs whether my purchases will end up being an ‘investment’ or a ‘waste’-ending up in the compost heap! I have often wondered if greenhouses possess some magical plant-growing power that truly does not travel with me to my house! Oh well.
I was primarily interested in herbs, but also wanted to find a hanging basket. Much to my dismay, I discovered that all the best had already either been taken, or were marked ‘sold’. While I don’t consider myself picky at all, the flowers that remained were simply not what I was looking for-either in kind or color. I spent quite a bit of time rolling ideas around in my mind of just how I could wisely utilize choices from the slim pickings that were left. Throughout my time of exploration I had noticed a basket hanging all alone. I kept thinking, “Hmmm-it looks as if it has been a BAD plant and is in ‘time out’!” I kept eyeing it. (It reminded me of that sweet, humble Christmas tree that Charlie Brown lovingly brought home.) Finally I asked the owner about that basket. She replied that she hadn’t considered selling it because she had recently done some serious pruning of it. She said it would come back nicely, but just wasn’t ready yet. She added that if I would like to buy it, she would give me an even better deal. CHA-CHING! That works for me. Actually, I would not have taken her up on it, but I did trust her that she knew what she was doing, and her word that it would ‘come back nicely’ was good enough for me. (We are ‘sort of’ neighbors too, and there is comfort in that.)
I took my ‘Charlie Brown’ plant home, watered it, and hung it on my front porch. I’m sure to anybody else it probably looked pretty pathetic. To me, I was looking forward to watching the process toward the end result-again, mostly because I trust my greenhouse neighbor with her masterful care of this plant while she had it in her hands. In John 15 Jesus says that He is the true vine and that God the Father is the Gardener. “He (God) cuts off every branch in me that bears no fruit, while every branch that does bear fruit, He prunes so that it will be even more fruitful.” Believe me, this plant that I bought had been PRUNED-even to the point of ugliness. There are so many times when I feel as I have been ‘pruned’ by God-even to the point of ugliness. But that point of ugliness is only from my point of view. God’s point of view is one of ‘potential’ and ‘purpose’. He knows what needs to be done in my life in order to bring forth from me the thoughts, words, and actions that will define me to others as being one of His disciples-all for His glory.
Soon after I gave this ‘pathetic’ plant a new home, I needed to be gone for a few days, so I wasn’t able to actually track the process of this plant as I left it in the care of my family. When I returned home I was met with a blessed sight. That plant had truly changed. The ‘fruit’ that it was now bearing was beautiful. But, do you know what I realized? Maybe I was really the only one who noticed, because I was the only one who had paid attention to its former state of ‘ugliness’. I saw where it was, hoped for what it could become, and then beheld its current state of beauty. My appreciation and respect for its former gardener was well placed. I am so blessed and humbled and appreciative and in love with MY Gardener-God, who also saw where I was, hopes for (and KNOWS) what I can become, and then beholds my current state of beauty-HIS beauty in me for HIS glory.
Behold-my ‘child’!

Thanks for reading,
Libby
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June 25th, 2010
I’ve been watching several friends struggle with relationships in their life and it’s made me think about the complexities of those relationships, how the vulnerability of friendship and sharing yourself puts you at risk of getting hurt. Yet the hurt is not what’s most damaging – it’s the lack of healing of the hurt that festers in the soul.
Life’s a risk. When you step out, trust someone – you might get hurt. But the bigger risk, although we sometimes don’t realize it, is not stepping out, not being willing to trust, or try again. Fears from our past can intrude, yet it is the fear that becomes the problem – not the past. How we respond to any given situation is what is important.
It’s all in our perspective, isn’t it?
These are my husband’s old pair of glasses.

He wore contacts when I first met him,

So these were a bit of a shock.

His eyesight is bad enough that the lenses are thick -

I call them ‘coke bottle’ lenses and they make a great illustration!

It’s all in how we view things.
We have to view life through the right lens – God’s Word puts everything in the right perspective. When we look at life through the ‘lens of God’s love’, as my friend Dawn puts it, it makes sense to take the risk of sharing yourself because our trust is in God – not ourselves, not other people. His love for us helps us to love other people even when – especially when – they have hurt or betrayed us.
So often it’s the everyday misunderstandings that trip us up. I’ve seen this recently – our own wounds and hurts from past experiences can make us stumble into the person standing next to us – our families, our co-workers, our brothers and sisters in Christ.
Learning to respond with grace and forgiveness is the tricky part – whether we’re the one who stumbled into someone, or they’ve knocked into us. Just doing life together can make for a few stubbed toes and bumped heads!
I think that’s where the verse that says, “Love will cover a multitude of sins” (1 Peter 4:8, Prov. 10:12) comes in. And wearing the right glasses makes everything a whole lot clearer!
All for Him,
Missy
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June 24th, 2010
Ever have a moment when you knew beyond a shadow of a doubt God was real?
I mean, I know He is. I believe He is. I can only make sense of every day because He’s real and He’s here and He’s with me.
But there have been certain times when it’s just given me goosebumps. The thought, the realization, the complete clarity of everything in that moment when there is nothing more certain then the certainty of God’s existence and His presence in my life.
I remember when I was on my 8th grade class trip to Washington D.C. I had gotten out my Bible and devotional to read before bed, and before I knew it the other three girls rooming with me were sitting with me and we were doing my devotional together! I was blown away that God had given me friends that not only shared my faith but were also active in that faith. As we were reading through the devotional it used the example of the reverse beep on large vehicles and construction equipment. The exact moment we read aloud about the reverse alarm we heard it plain as day right outside our hotel window. When that happened it felt like God was telling us that He was there, He was involved in our lives, and He knows where and what we are doing every second of every day.
My wedding day was another moment that I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that God was real. None of it made any sense without Him. Marriage, love, commitment. As I looked into my husband’s eyes and said my vows I knew the only way I could say those words and truly mean them was because of Him. The joy of that day, the confidence we had knowing that there is no fear in love, there’s no fear in marriage, was simply because we had God in our lives and that His strength, not ours, could see us through whatever we faced.
This past weekend while driving home after a storm we got to see the most incredible light show in the sky I think I have ever witnessed. The rain had passed and all that was left was lightning filling up the sky. So we parked the car and just watched. I mean, this was lightning like I had never, ever, seen before. More than a simple bolt or two heading down to earth. It was multiple streaks in every direction – almost like a spider web of lightning that filled the entire sky every couple of minutes. Just beautiful and amazing.
Now, you can tell me all about electricity and science and electrons causing something or other resulting in lightning. But I won’t buy it. That lightning comes straight from His hands. Job 36:32 says, “He fills His hands with lightning and commands it to strike its mark.” Watching that lightning was seeing a miracle. Like it was just me and God, and He was showing me how awesome He is.
There is something about seeing lightning fill the sky that screams God. You know that it can’t just happen all by itself. It’s such an undeniable display of His power, His might. Psalm 97:4 says, “His lightning lights up the world, the earth sees and trembles.” There is nothing else that can explain such a thing as lightning other than my God.
I love that He gives me those moments. I love that He lets me experience Him, that He lets me see evidence of Him, that He lets me feel Him in new and different ways. That He allows it to be more than just a head knowledge or a belief, but something I can feel to the depths of my soul.
And I can’t wait ’til the next storm.
Emily
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June 23rd, 2010
Learning!
I want what I fear most: God. romance. vulnerability. Nothing is as terrifying or irresistible as those things. I just have to keep in mind their true definitions, so as to avoid pursuing anything feign.
God is not an emotion.
Romance is not attention.
Vulnerability is not recklessness.
Suffering is not martyrdom.
God is Holy and available.
Romance is His promise.
Vulnerability is love not cheaply given.
Suffering is understanding Christ.
“No one else dared join them, even though they were highly regarded by the people.”
–Acts 5:13.
Em
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June 22nd, 2010
The passing of the legendary John Wooden has given many opportunities to read of his life and the character traits that made him an exceptional coach. His quotes, known as “Woodenisms” are life lessons in and of themselves.
A few of my favorites are:
“Never mistake activity for achievement.”
“Be more concerned with your character than your reputation, because your character is what you really are, while your reputation is merely what others think you are.”
“It isn’t what you do, but how you do it.”
“If you don’t have time to do it right, when will you have time to do it over?”
“Failure is not fatal, but failure to change might be.”
“Do not let what you cannot do interfere with what you can do.”
“Talent is God given. Be humble. Fame is man-given. Be grateful. Conceit is self-given. Be careful.”
(ESPN.com – The Wizard’s wisdom: Woodenisms; Source: CoachWooden.com)
Words to live by from a humble man who did what he did “as for the Lord” (Colossians 3:23). He had the opportunity to impact lives, and he took it. Often making decisions that were unpopular with those he led, but true to the principals he lived by.
What I see most often as I read about this man is that he didn’t just say it he lived it.
That is who I want to be as I “coach” my kids in life; as I mentor the girls in my small group; as I work alongside young people in the workplace. I don’t want to just tell them what I think is important; I want to live it out.
When our kids hear the word “work” I don’t want them to just remember “Mom and Dad made us work” but that “Mom and Dad showed us how!” I want them to remember that a good attitude is the best tool in the toolbox and will affect the outcome almost as much as our skill level!
I want them to strive for success but to remember the victory comes in the striving as much as it does the achieving. When we don’t even try we lose every time!
For all of this to happen I need to remember that truly “more is caught than taught”. Yes, I need to teach those lessons verbally, telling them what will be beneficial to them in life. But, oh so much more, I need to model the lessons each and every day in the way I live.
If we are not intentional about modeling a good attitude or a good work ethic, if we are not intentional about being a good example, we run the risk of teaching something we’d rather not have caught! I remember a conversation with a young person where I said “you are a hard worker just like your mom!” The response I received took me by surprise: “I don’t want to be a hard worker like my mom, I want to be lazy like my dad!” That unexpected response has stuck with me thru the years.
Those words made me look at my life and ask “what are they learning by my actions, not just by my words?” I am sure that child’s dad never said, “be lazy” – no parent ever sets out to teach his or her child to not succeed. But in not being intentional about teaching and modeling the value of work, of stewardship, of relationships, that is exactly what we as parents have the potential to do. The same is true of coaches, of teachers, of anyone who has the opportunity to speak into the life of others – hey wait, that would be each and every one of us!
John Wooden knew that. He impacted many people – not just those who played for him – by speaking truth, yes, but even more by putting his words into action.
That is the call on each and every one of our lives. We all have a circle of influence. The size of the circle doesn’t matter, what matters is that we are speaking words of life and truth, and modeling the character of Christ by living it out in our lives.
“Don’t just do the minimum that will get you by. Do your best. Work from the heart for your real Master, for God, confident that you’ll get paid in full when you come into your inheritance. Keep in mind always that the ultimate Master you’re serving is Christ. The sullen servant who does shoddy work will be held responsible. Being a follower of Jesus doesn’t cover up bad work.” (Colossians 3:23-25 The Message)
That pretty much sums it up, don’t you think? John Wooden said, “it isn’t what you do, it’s how you do it” and the Word of God would add “and Who you do it for”.
Until next time.
Beth
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June 21st, 2010
My recent multi-tasking trip of which I have been blogging revealed much to me-mostly about myself, but also about our wonderful Heavenly Daddy. And yes, I will call Him ‘Daddy’ for many reasons; but this time it is because I felt like a child through most of the trip, heavily relying on Daddy. (I also acted like a child through some of the trip, but thankfully, nobody saw that except for Daddy!) I was especially excited (although not right away) about one of the Daddy encounters I had. You may remember in my last blog that I wrote about the stuff, clutter, trash-whatever you want to call it-of my parents’ former home. I believe I used the line “WHO NEEDS TO HANG ONTO STUFF AFTER 30 YEARS OF NOT EVEN LOOKING AT IT, MUCH LESS UTILIZING IT!”
Picture this if you will-Dad (earthly dadJ) went out to ‘the farm’ to bring in some stuff (yes, more STUFF) to sort through. One of those items was a chest of drawers (which, I found out, had been moved from Ohio to Missouri 30 plus years ago) that was placed in the barn with the intent of sorting through it to then place it in the house and actually utilize it. Well, guess what? It never got moved! It sat in the same spot for the same 30 plus years with the same stuff inside its drawers! When Dad hauled it in to town from the farm, I was truly aghast. I wish I had taken a picture of this chest. Let me describe it to you. The chest itself, painted white, was completely covered with mold and mildew. The drawers were painted dark brown, highlighted with mold and mildew. The hardware was the original gold handles, accentuated with mold and mildew. (I won’t tell you about the stuff inside the drawers. Suffice it to say there was mold and mildew among the collection!) Anyway, Dad looked at me with a smile and said, “I think this will clean up nicely, and I can put it in the guest room.” I looked at him with a smile and THOUGHT, “No way! Sacrifice that as a burnt offering!” Surely he had to be kidding. He wasn’t; and I knew it all along because I know my dad. He’s a saver. He’s a re-user. He’s a recycler. He’s very resourceful.
After making the trip from that house back to his new home in Kansas City, we unloaded that piece of trash-okay, that chest of drawers-along with everything else. I knew I would need to get to work cleaning it up ASAP. I could only put it off for so long. I prepared my cleaning solution, prepared my mind, and dug in. It wasn’t long before I realized I was not thinking happy thoughts. I was thinking about what a waste of time this was for me; what a waste this chest was. Hopeless. I could be doing something so much more productive. This whole process was going to be fruitless. Plus, I was sweating profusely. The 90 plus degree high-humidity heat wasn’t helping my attitude at all. I asked Dad to take a look at the progress. I politely said to him, “Dad, I don’t think you’re going to want to keep this chest. I have scrubbed some of it, and much of the mold remains.” Of course, my ulterior motive was that he would agree with me, and the chest would be a welcome addition to history. I never revealed my inner attitude. As I awaited my dad’s response, I smiled and felt a sense of relief at the impending outcome of getting rid of this waste of wood. And then he said, “Oh, go ahead and give it a try. I really believe it will be alright.” (At this point, I was hoping he didn’t detect my poor attitude which now, I’m quite sure, looked something like *@%#!! Actually, that just translates to “AARRRGGGG!!”) Outwardly, I still smiled and said, “OK”. Profound! After he left I said, “Okay, God; it’s You and me. Help me to do this well.” I continued to scrub-and scrub. Then I used bleach-and bleached again. Next I found some primer and painted a couple of coats. I remembered the white paint that was earlier used on the closet doors. On went two coats of paint. I looked at the drawers and thought, “Hmmm-I don’t want to paint them white as well; but that brown is awful!” I found a small can of paint which indicated it contained a beautiful cool blue. Could it be that that was what was actually inside the can; and would it be in useable condition? YES!! I went ahead and removed the hardware-I mean, I CHISELLED the hardware off of each drawer and proceeded to break each one due to its ‘old age’. After I applied the blue paint, I went to the store to pick up some new handles. I had to drill new holes which ended up being mostly ‘hits’ in a ‘hit or miss’ situation. With each step in this process, I gained momentum-and hope.
At one specific point I completely felt the impression of God upon me saying, “This is a chest of ‘hope’. It is just like people. You looked at it and saw a piece of hopeless trash-just junk to be discarded. Your earthly father saw a vision for new life and another opportunity for usefulness. It is just like people. You might look at someone and see a hopeless case-just someone to be dismissed. I, your heavenly Father, have a vision for them of new life, and another opportunity for fulfilled purpose. Just as you are putting sweat equity into that hopeless-looking chest of drawers, I am investing Myself into what you might think is a hopeless-looking person. The results-a beautiful, renewed and useful chest of drawers from your work; and a beautiful, renewed and purposeful person from My work.” What a wonderful and glorious opportunity I had to work on this old chest. I feel as if we are now ‘bonded’ together, and I truly hope this special chest is around for many more years-and even gets filled with many more memories. And I almost missed it all. Funny though-I hadn’t counted on the chest changing me as well. Thank You, Jesus, for hanging in there with me and doing such an amazing work inside of me (who is many times a ‘hopeless-looking’ case!).

Thanks for reading,
Libby
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June 18th, 2010
The last few weeks have been a bit stressful for me and I’ve been having a hard time getting inspired to type out a post for the COF blog. Life happens. I know. My creative juices don’t flow when I’m juggling too many things at once and I have no order in my world. I need a whole lot of balance and organization or I can’t function very well. I figured this out after some years of struggle. (“Lessons Learned” or “Wisdom with Age” could be great tags for this paragraph.)
Some years ago I had a blog and it was a ton of fun for me. I had themes I would write about, not always the same theme on the same day of the week, but usually once a week I would hit the same few themes and it served my blog and my readers well.
The most popular theme was my posts on thankfulness. It seemed to resonate with so many people’s hearts. For some reason I remembered this today as I was making lunch after church. So, because of lack of inspiration for another topic and a feeling that God brought the theme of thankfulness to my mind, I will tell you a few things I am thankful for today.
I am blessed beyond measure that the Trinity, the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit are in my life and I know who holds my tomorrow. Friday morning as I was traveling to my job I was praying and lamenting the fact of how fallen I am and how I don’t get it right so much of time. I asked God how he could still love me after all my sin and failures. In that moment I just felt it, his love ooze in my spirit and peace and comfort poured into my soul and filled me up. I know he loves me no matter how much I screw up and for that reason.I am thankful.
My husband: he and I have been on this journey of marriage for nearly 26 married years and we’ve not always gotten it right, but we stick together, we love each other out of the “stuff” and are committed to each other through thick and thin. At the end of the day we come home to each other and are each other’s best friends. It is safe, secure and comforting. For this.I am thankful.
The two children God has appointed us to be parents to. How I love each of them! No love is deeper on this earth than a mother’s love for her children. They are adult children, don’t get me wrong, but I love them like they were still in my care. There is so much I could disclose here but I won’t bore you with all the details, I just wanted to say, I am thankful for each of them.
My sister, she is a gentle spirit and is fun to be around. She is 17 years younger than I, we grew in almost separate generations, but we have some things in common. Last night we went to eat at Panera Bread and walked through the gardens at the OARDC. It was a lovely time spent together and I thought how thankful I was to have her in my life.
I’m thankful for my dog, she has that wagging tail greeting for me each night I come home from work which makes the stresses of the day just fade. We adopted her from the Humane Society and she isn’t perfect by a long shot, she sheds just like the next dog, and she would never win a beauty contest, but she has heart. She shares food with our cats and wants to play fetch with anyone who will throw her toys for her. She puts her nose in the wind, closes her eyes and she drinks in as much as she possible can. I’ve never seen a dog do such a thing before. She absolutely enjoys the wind, and because of observing this, I’ve come to enjoy the wind more and at the right moment you may catch me with my face to the wind and my eyes closed and drinking in what I now see as more of God’s glory. My dog brings me so much happiness and for this I am thankful.
A few other things I thought of to be thankful for today was to be able to have a running grocery list and the knowledge that whenever I want to I can run to the grocery store and make my purchases because I have the money and means to do so. What a blessing! I am thankful.
Running water because I know I can be clean and have a drink of refreshment whenever I want to. (Incidentally, I just read the book, The Cellist of Sarajevo, the setting is during the war in the 1990′s and the one family man’s job was to go get water for his family every couple of days. The torment he went through to get those couple drops of water was horrible and it made me recognize how blessed and thankful I am for having plenty.)
Make up and grape colored nail polish with sparkles in it, because both make me feel pretty. J I am so thankful to be able to apply make up to my face each morning before I go to work, it relaxes me and brings me tons of enjoyment.
My car, she’s not luxurious, but she is comfortable and drives like a dream compared to my last car. I am so thankful for her.
These are a few things I can remember to share with you. I like the Bible verse in Colossians 3:17.and let the peace of God rule in your hearts, to which also you were called in one body; and be thankful.
I find when I am thankful; I have less time to be upset, depressed or negative. Maybe this is why my posts about what I was thankful for on my old blog were the most popular posts, because it brought things to mind that my readers were thankful for.
Because of Him,
Lue Shetler
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June 17th, 2010
I think I’ve admitted once or twice in previous blogs that I’m not the best driver in the world. I’ve had a couple accidents and seen those flashing red and blue lights a few more times than I would have liked..including this past Sunday.
In what is probably the shortest drive I make of anywhere I go, I got pulled over. It is literally a three minute drive from my house to church, and there is nothing that makes you feel worse than having to tell a police officer that he just pulled over a church-goer when he asks where you were heading.
I actually didn’t even realize it was me he was after, I was in the left lane and his sirens weren’t even on. I thought he was simply trying to get through traffic. But as he followed me over to the right lane I started freaking out. I was going to show up late to church with a ticket.
Obviously, I was in trouble, although I wasn’t sure why. I had just looked at my speedometer and had been going about 60 in a 55. But thanks to the officer, I now know that apparently I had rolled right through a stop sign out of my neighborhood onto the main road, yielding as opposed to stopping. I was so thankful when he gave me a simple verbal warning and I was able to go on my way without being slapped with a huge fine.
I couldn’t help but laugh as I pulled away. The reason I hadn’t been paying attention wasn’t that I was in a hurry, it was that I was jamming to the radio playing one of my current favorite songs, “Oh Happiness” by David Crowder Band. (If you’ve not heard it you can check it out here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DTcThVJhDuM)
The lyrics to the chorus that I had just been belting out were, “Oh happiness! There’s grace enough for us and the whole human race!”
And just like it strikes me every time I hear that song, I was struck Sunday morning with that thought. The knowledge that there is grace enough for me, grace enough for you, grace enough for everyone that has been and will ever be really is the essence of pure joy. Because if there wasn’t grace, how could we be joyful? How could we experience happiness? It’s God’s grace that gives us the ability to even feel joy and happiness!
And the God we serve has offered that grace to everyone. 2 Peter 3:9 says, “God is patient, because he wants everyone to turn from sin and no one to be lost.” He sent His Son for the entire world, not just a select few. What incredible, amazing, phenomenal grace! Grace that is given to all! When I fail everyday to extend grace to my husband, or my coworkers, or the guy behind the register, God continues to extend His grace to me over and over and over, despite my shortcomings.
And here I had been given His grace yet again – in the middle of my rejoicing over His grace He proved Himself yet again to be a faithful, compassionate, giving, loving God who showed me once again that even though I don’t deserve it He is a gracious and good God.
And that’s grace I can’t help but sing about.even while rolling through a stop sign.
Emily
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June 16th, 2010
Dear Jesus,
I feel closest to you:
when I stare out at the ocean alone
when I sacrifice for others
when my body aches with sorrow
when I spend time with any child
when I laugh in the midst of free and celebratory conversation
when I connect with your Word
when I can feel your rebuke
when I expect your rebuke but don’t receive it
when I evaluate my imperfections
when I pray in my car
when I worship in my heart and it moves everything else
when I settle down
when I am paralyzingly afraid
when courage sweeps in and makes me move
when I am filled with strength that came out of “no where”
when I linger in eye-contact
when I let spontaneity run free
when I work harder than is possible for me
when I invite you into my silence
when I show myself and others grace
when I experience the dawn
when I examine the stars
when I dive into community
when I love expensively
when I am rejected and misunderstood
when I am taken in
when I talk about you
when I listen about you
when I listen to you
Em
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June 15th, 2010
Last week we talked about what makes us feel significant. The fact that we are valued enough by God for Him to send His Son to die for our sins should remind us constantly just how significant we are!
Knowing our significance to Him should free us up to make choices that we would never consider otherwise! Knowing our significance to Him should give us the confidence to use our gifts, our talents, and our abilities as a way to shine bright for Him – to reflect His glory in an often dark and desperate world. Knowing our significance to Him should give us the courage to make choices that are misunderstood – even mocked – by a world that doesn’t acknowledge Him. And knowing our significance to Him should give us an attitude so chock full of gratitude that it impacts the way we do the things we do! So tell me, are you living a life of freedom, confidence, courage, and joy?
Have you ever noticed that we, as followers of Christ, have a tendency to live defeated lives? Always worrying about what others might think; often mad about what we see as injustice inflicted upon us; sometimes allowing the fear of failure to keep us from even beginning a healthy pursuit?
Why is it that we fear man’s approval instead of pursuing God’s best for our lives? Why are we so afraid of what others will think of us if we choose to live life in a way that makes no sense to the world in which we live but perfect sense according to the Word of God? Let’s look at a couple of areas that the Bible has much to say about – but make no sense according to the way of the world:
Being joyful – counting it all joy when we experience trials. Are we as Christians living that out in a faith-filled “God is for me” manner? Or are our attitudes just as fearful, grouchy, woe-is-me, doom and gloom, “that’s not fair!” as those who have no hope in Christ? Do we recognize trials as an opportunity for growth or do we simply see them as messing with the plans I have for my day, my week, and my life?
The world might say we are foolish to be thankful always, but God’s word tells us different! Thanksgiving and joy are words that are used over and over again in the Bible. We are told to not be anxious about ANYTHING (Philippians 4:6); to give thanks in ALL circumstances (1Thessalonians 5:16); to count it all joy WHEN (not if) we experience trials (James 1:2). If we believe that God is for us, then we should also believe that He has good reason to instruct us to be joyful and full of thanksgiving, even when – perhaps especially when – life doesn’t make sense!
Work – according to the word of God, it’s not so much the job we do but the WAY in which we do it! Our work ethic and attitude is an opportunity to reflect the faithfulness and creativity of The One who created us in His image! Remember, God was the original worker – He didn’t just think about creating the universe, He DID it! Time and time again we read that it is not as much about the work we do (or our job title) but our faithfulness and the attitude we are to do it with (Matthew 25:14-30, Philippians 2:14-15). Christians should be THE BEST employees and employers in the world! Colossians 3:23 tells us “Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord not for men.” I can worship Him in my work – and in my play – if my attitude is God-focused instead of centered on me, on my pain or my gain.
The world says “what’s in it for me?” but God’s word tells us that work is necessary, good for us, and – when done with the right attitude – brings glory to God. God knew work was important, a benefit for mankind, not something to be avoided. Once again, if we believe that He is for us we should also believe that it is to our benefit to work – with all our heart – and to be thankful for the opportunity!
Giving – the idea of a tithe of 10% boggles and baffles the mind of an unbeliever. But God’s word says “…test Me in this, and see if I will not open the floodgates of Heaven!” (Malachi 3:8-10) If God has put it in His word there is an excellent reason for it – remember He is FOR us! As followers of Christ, recognizing all He has generously given to us, we should be known for our generosity.
Finding our significance in Christ frees us to make choices that make no sense to the world, but make every sense to the One Who is for us. The One Who is more concerned about our character than our comfort. The One Who delights in our healthy growth even more than our pursuit of happiness.
Just as happiness follows healthiness, true comfort follows character. If we as followers of Christ can simply choose to live by His word, instead of allowing ourselves to be wooed by what the world says gives us value, we will find our true significance -and an overwhelming joy and peace that will permeate our world in the process!
Until next time.
Beth
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June 14th, 2010
If you have read my past couple of blogs, you know that I recently took a trip. The purpose for my trip was multi-faceted-spend time with my dad in his new home, attend my nephew’s graduation, spend time with my mom in her new home in an assisted living wing, meet my newborn grandniece for the first time, and help with the final purging process of Mom’s and Dad’s former home of 25 plus years. This home would have benefitted greatly from consistent evaluation of ‘cleaning and clearing out’ needs, but alas, that didn’t happen much. On the occasions when attempts were made, the results were often a mixed bag of out of town family coming to breeze through the house to sort and pitch while other family members would continue to add stuff to the eclectic assortment of-STUFF! The ultimate result was one large home (4000 sq. ft.) filled with 59 plus years of memories, most of which could have/should have remained a precious mental image which we would then be able to share in pleasant “remember when” conversations (or, at the most, a photograph in a well-ordered album-yeah, right!). Instead, the home became more like a museum for mostly trash.
During this final phase of purging and getting the house ready to sell, I discovered that so much stuff that had originally been moved from Ohio to Missouri over 30 years ago had not ever been taken out of the storage barn. Okay, really-WHO NEEDS TO HANG ONTO STUFF AFTER 30 YEARS OF NOT EVEN LOOKING AT IT, MUCH LESS UTILIZING IT?! Please know that I am certainly not writing this for the purpose of knocking my parents down! I can tell you story after story of how wonderful, beautiful, generous, loving, etc. they are. Do you know what else I discovered? Neither of them really wanted to live with this much unnecessary accumulation of stuff. I can honestly say that all of their stuff is a result of their involvement in the lives of others. Stuff from their Girl Scout/Boy Scout leadership days; community theater involvement; Church and Sunday School ministries; dance class and recital events; and the everyday school activities that can seem never ending. And this is just the short list! As I recite this list to myself, I am filled with gratitude for the incredible experiences that my parents made available to each of their nine children. They didn’t buy us new stuff-they equipped us with adventures. They didn’t even buy themselves new stuff. I remember the furniture that we had for years was what they had bought when they got married. When something began to wear out, Mom re-upholstered, patched, or repaired. When they moved into this ‘new’ home, they went to an auction at a funeral home (yes-funeral home) to look for furnishings. They turned used funeral parlor furniture into something new for them. (I do remember making many jokes about bringing home unused caskets to use for beds. Thankfully, that never happened!)
I truly think their incredible and ridiculous amount of stuff was NOT due to them wanting to have much. It was due more to them wanting to hang on to every experience/memory and not quite knowing how to let go and move on. And so, we (their children) were left with quite a mess to sort through and a small window of time in which to do so. When a few of us siblings gathered, along with my dad, to do the final purging, we laughed, shed a few tears, and talked much of the past-the good, the bad, and the ugly. We spurred each other on to do good things as we continued to clear the clutter, even in the state of complete exhaustion. The Word of God came to my mind and refreshed me. “Let us consider how we may spur one another on toward love and good deeds.” (Hebrews 10: 24) The entire experience became therapeutic. It was as if clearing out the physical clutter of the house became a metaphor for clearing out the emotional clutter of our own lives. “I’m not saying that I have this all together, that I have it made. But I am well on my way, reaching out for Christ, who has so wondrously reached out for me. Friends, don’t get me wrong: By no means do I count myself an expert in all of this, but I’ve got my eye on the goal, where God is beckoning us onward-to Jesus. I’m off and running, and I’m not turning back.” (Phil. 3:12-14 Msg) We felt cleansed-and closer. “Let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles, and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us.” (Hebrews 12:1) For me in this situation, that verse says, “GET RID OF THE CLUTTER!” (Back home, my family knows my motto for helping to control clutter-”DON’T PUT IT DOWN; PUT IT AWAY.”)
At the end, when the clutter was gone, we all re-discovered and were reminded that this is one great house. It will serve the next family very well.
Thanks for reading,
Libby
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June 11th, 2010
While working on our radio program, we had a visitor to the studio.

She seemed really excited about the possibility of being our newest on-air personality with Circle of Friends.

She started out a little shy of the microphone,

And we had to coax her to speak up.

But after she tested out the mic

She joined right in the chatter!

“Who loves you, Adalie?”

“Jesus!”
Yup! The next generation is already finding A Place To Belong…
All for Him,
Missy
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June 10th, 2010
My dogs have found a new friend. There’s some German Shepherd mix that just about every other morning makes his rounds through the neighborhood. And there’s usually someone chasing after him helplessly as he runs further and further away.
The last time he was loose, the person chasing after him was a little boy, probably eight or nine years old. It was right before we had to go to work, but my husband and I tried to do everything we could to help him catch his dog.
When he finally got a hold of him, the poor little guy was going to attempt to drag this dog that was at least his size all the way home, and the dog seemed to be winning the battle of strength. I offered one of our leashes to him and he took it gratefully. Seeing that things had been settled we went back to quickly getting everything together for our work day, but it was just a few minutes later that I saw the boy walking through our back yard with an empty leash. So out I went again to try to help him wrangle his dog. The dog was laying in the neighbor’s yard, staying as I walked up to him, head down, seeming like he knew it was finally time to give it up, when some birds flew overhead and off he took.
I went inside and got the little boy a different leash and some dog treats to try to entice him. When I came out he was standing at the edge of our yard, looking as sad as anyone could possibly look. I asked him if he knew where the dog was, and he pointed to a field across the way where I could see something black running through the tall grass. I asked him if his parents knew the dog was missing and he nodded. I handed him what I had to try to help him out, told him I wish I could do more but I had to go. He nodded again and walked slowly towards the field. I backed my car out of the driveway and made the mistake of glancing his way once more as I pulled onto the street. He was giving me a sad, longing look over his shoulder and I couldn’t help but feel as though I completely deserted him, even though I knew I had to go and that I had done just about everything I could.
But I had so been there before. I was the little girl chasing a little white dog throughout our neighborhood so many times as a kid, and I knew exactly how hopeless and helpless that neighbor boy felt.
And even at ten years old I remember thinking, “Why in the world would you possibly run away??!!!” I think it every time I see that German Shepherd or one of my own dogs take off. What is it about these creatures that they would sprint as far as they could from their Master with no foreseeable intention of coming back? Why would they run from the one who provides for them, takes care of them, and loves them? Is it possible that they really think there’s something better out there in that big wide world? Sure, there may be freedom in exchange for some boundaries, rules and expectations, but it’s so much better at home where they belong. Are they really so foolish that they can’t they see how much they give up in order to gain whatever it is that they think they’re gaining?
Hmm… Seems as though I may have more in common with a foolish dog than I ever thought before.
Emily
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June 9th, 2010
A (small) Case For Faith
The love demonstrated in the Bible is faithful- it defends, it commits, it delivers. It delivers to and it delivers from. It persists infallibly.
“I remember the devotion of your youth, how as a bride you loved me and followed me through the desert, through a land not sown. Israel was holy to the Lord, the firstfruits of his harvest; all who devoured her were held guilty, and disaster overtook them.”
-Jeremiah 2:1-3
But we are a fallible race under an infallible God, whose Name is Love.
“Long ago you broke off your yoke and tore off your bonds; you said, ‘I will not serve you!’ Indeed, on every high hill and under ever spreading tree you lay down as a prostitute. I had planted you like a choice vine of sound and reliable stock. How then did you turn against me into a corrupt vine?”
-Jeremiah 2:20-21
The result? —> We realize that love is not only faithful and persistent, but humble. Because the Lord of the universe, without forsaking His terrible and mighty power, yearns for His people. still.
“I thought you would call me Father…”
-Jeremiah 3:19
” ‘Return, faithless Israel,’ declares the Lord, ‘I will frown on you no longer, for I am merciful,’ declares the Lord, ‘I will not be angry forever.’”
-Jeremiah 3:12
Obviously, I am reading Jeremiah right now. and loving it, and learning SO much.
God’s love does not negate His wrath, it spawns it:
God is absolutely holy.
His people are absolutely sinful.
God absolutely loves His absolutely sinful Bride–us, His people.
But pure holiness cannot approach the impurity of sin.
God cannot stop being holy, (praise the Lord!)
and we cannot stop being sinful.
But God’s desire to be with His sinful people, despite His holiness, is unbending, unwavering, ever-strong. So what must He do to be with us, since we won’t come to Him? He must satisfy His wrath against sin without sacrificing His love for us.
In the Old Covenant, the Lord achieved His wrath by punishing the sinners for their sin.
But in the New Covenant, in which we now live, God punished the Sinless One for our sin. His wrath is satisfied, once and for all.
I do not fear the Lord because I hold His name to be synonymous with punishment–Things have changed since Jesus came.
I fear God, yet love Him still, because I recognize that He is completely powerful and could do anything He wants.
But by His grace, I can know exactly what He wants:
He wants me.
My undivided devotion.
My time.
My holiness.
My trust.
My burden.
My worship.
My reverence.
My adoration.
My hard work.
He wants all of me.
He wants all of you.
Em
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June 8th, 2010
I’ve mentioned before that I have fun hanging out with my Small Group of teenage girls from our church. They are a lively crew with lots of thoughts and ideas rolling around in their beautiful heads! As a group we decided to read the book entitled “Guys Are Waffles, Girls Are Spaghetti”, by Chad Eastham. If you are a teenager, have teenagers in your home, or in your world, I would highly recommend reading it! The goal of the book is to try to explain the workings of the teenage mind in a funny, appropriate, and informative manner – a pretty big subject to tackle but the book does it well! (There is also an adult version of this book by Bill and Pam Farrel, I haven’t read that one – yet)
One of the topics we covered, thanks to this book, is the issue of what makes us “significant” – what makes us feel like we have value. As adults we often see ourselves as significant based on the job we have, the car we drive, the home we live in, and the activities we are involved in. I believe that one of the reasons we are a nation of “busy” people is that we often tie our activity level to our level of significance. It’s a trap that the evil one would like to see us caught up in because he knows the busier we are the less time we tend to spend with God.
It’s not so different for teens. Their feelings of significance may not come from the exact same areas but the root is still the same – being “significant” makes a person feel valued.
For teenagers this can show up in the area of grades, sports, boyfriends/girlfriends, the car they drive, the attention they can generate (either good or bad). This is why you have class clowns as well as class bullies. It’s why a girl may be known as a flirt or a guy a player. It’s why some dress all in black, while others need to have the newest label from the trendiest store. The search for significance knows no gender or age limitations. It is an equal-opportunity pursuit!
Yet when our choices are made based on our need to feel valued they often hold long-lasting consequences that we fail to take into consideration when we make them. Like the car payments we can’t afford. Or the date – or business deal – with the person we know we have no business getting involved with, or the willingness to give into peer pressure for the sake of being accepted. Parents can fall into this trap when feeling “needed” by our children causes us to do for them what they need to learn to do for themselves.
When we tie our significance to a “feeling” of being needed/important/valued we are finding our identity in what we do and our value in what others think of us.
When we don’t feel significant simply in being who God says we are (His child) and who He created us to be it is as if we are telling Him “You’re just not enough”. “Lord, I know that You love me and have plans for me but that’s just not enough” Ouch. When we allow other people or activities to feed our self-worth we will not be hungry for Him.
I remember someone once telling me (years ago) “when you don’t “need” a boyfriend, when you’re not even sure you “want” a boyfriend, that is when you are emotionally ready to date”. Hmmm – that really wasn’t what I wanted to hear at that point in my life, but you know what? They were right. The same can be said about the other choices we make, when we think we “need” something in order to feel important, respected or valued, we are probably not in the best position emotionally to make that decision.
It’s not because someone thinks we’re looking good, it’s not because we get good grades or a large paycheck, or have an amazing singing voice, or can tell really funny jokes! It’s not because we’re good at sports, or drive a high-dollar car, it’s not because of anything we can DO that we are significant. It’s not because someone “needs” what we have to offer! We are significant because God says we are. His love for us has nothing to do with where we work, how much we make, what we drive, the clothes we wear, the people we know, the places we go, the house we live in – or the things we fill our homes with! Those things may be part of His plan to use our gifts and abilities for His glory; they may be part of the blessings He has allowed into our lives – but those things are not what gives us our significance. If they are taken away from us we still are significant in God’s eyes!
We need to be so deeply into God that every choice we make will be made recognizing the potential that our decision will have in taking our eyes off of Him; recognizing that nothing we have, own, drive, wear, or are, will change our significance in His eyes. Recognizing that our goal as followers of Christ is not make people think they need us but to point them to their need for Him!
Your significance to God gives you the freedom not to settle for anything less than His plans for you. Your significance to God gives you the freedom to accept disappointment, knowing that He has plans for you in spite of those disappointments – and HE is enough!
His plans for you are so good…how do I know that? ‘Cause the Bible tells me so! Right there in Jeremiah 29:11-14: “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. I will be found by you,” declares the Lord”.
In the Message it says: “I know what I’m doing. I have it all planned out – plans to take care of you, not abandon you, plans to give you the future you hope for. When you call on me, when you come and pray to me, I’ll listen. Yes, when you come looking for me, you’ll find me. When you get serious about finding me and want it more than anything else, I’ll make sure you won’t be disappointed – GOD’S Decree”
Yup, He kinda thinks you’re wonderful – and He has great plans for you and for me! All we have to do is get serious about finding Him and want His will for our lives more than anything else – we need to seek Him with ALL of our hearts (not just the part that’s left after we fill it with everything else) He’ll make sure we won’t be disappointed!
Until next time.
Beth
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June 7th, 2010
Here is another ‘Letters’ entry to tell you about this amazing crew as I experienced my gift-flight from Lisa.
Lately it seems as if I have had so many encounters with people who have genuinely exhibited the fruit of the Holy Spirit of God. I don’t know if some of them are believers; in fact, some of them I don’t even know. What I do know is how their actions have impacted me, and how compelled I have been to lovingly express that–even if we don’t know each other. As I have been thinking through these many experiences of blessings, I thought–Hey, why not share the goodness of these people with you! I truly believe that actions can be contagious–good begets good; bad begets bad. So, let’s share the GOOD actions of others and catch some ‘good behavior’ fever! What you are about to read I have already written and delivered. I invite you to get to know my ‘new friends’ through this blog-sharing of my correspondences.
Allow me to preface this letter with a bit of background.
As the plane begins to taxi, I feel familiar exhilaration, mixed with just a bit of apprehension. Once again, I find myself absolutely amazed and in awe of a wondrous ‘beast’ such as this. How can such a monstrosity become ‘lighter than air’; especially when filled with extra poundage?! From where I am seated, I can observe the many maneuvers of the wing mechanisms–so many pieces-parts to create and to manipulate! I begin to think about the thousands of planes that are doing the same thing–right now–all around the world. Incredible! And yet, God is MORE incredible. He is bigger than this beast of a plane. He is stronger. He is smarter than the people who crafted this machine. He is mightier. In fact, HE is the ultimate plane-maker. WHATEVER we do that is good; ALL that we do that is worthwhile is ONLY because of HIS enabling us. He puts the planes in the skies–all over the world! But I am still amazed at not only the aircraft itself, and the expertise to create it; but also by the pilots and their abilities to fly such a thing! Well, take off is successful! Now I breathe deeply and continue to praise and worship Jesus!
I love looking out a plane window. I love to see the layout of communities and cities; the appearance of perfectly planned and pruned neighborhoods–at least they look that way from the air! And then I think about God–the perfect planner and implementer. As the plane continues to make its ascent, and the map below gets increasingly smaller, I begin to try to picture God. He is so far beyond all that I am seeing out this window. He holds it all in the palm of His hand. On this particular day, the weather is very dismal. Upon entering the higher altitude, nothing can be seen due to traveling in such thick cloud cover. However, at an increased elevation, we break through much of that cloud cover, and the sun reveals itself in all of its glory. As I witness this transformation, I find myself softly singing, “Into marvelous light I’m running; out of darkness, out of shame. By the cross You are the truth, You are the life, You are the way!” (By Charlie Hall)
Oh, what a glorious flight experience! I decided to write a letter to the crew and give it to them on my way off the plane.
Dear Crew,
Thank you so much for doing all that you do–and so excellently. I don’t know what kinds of pressure you face in your jobs, but I am certainly appreciative of the ‘stress-less’ flight you all provided. The flight instructions at the beginning were worth the trip! My ears perked up when I heard the phrase “pretend to listen”–or something close to that. I knew I was about to hear some creative commentary!
I will never cease to be amazed at abilities to maneuver a monstrosity of a machine as if it’s lighter than air–and to do it so faithfully. I will also never cease to be amazed at your abilities to maneuver cups of coffee and other drinks through all kinds of potentially turbulent scenarios. Incredible!
Thank you, again, for your service to so many–time and time again. I’m so glad you choose to do what you do–for the benefit of all of us.
Most sincerely,
Libby Pacula
(Satisfied customer)
Galatians 5:22,23 says, “The Spirit produces the fruit of love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control. There is no law that says these things are wrong.” (NCV)
And so, whatever I do, I want to do it with faithful dedication for the purpose of blessing others.
Thanks for reading,
Libby
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June 4th, 2010
Allow me to share another ‘Letters’ entry which tells you just a bit about my friend, Lisa. Here is the ‘set up’—
Quite some time ago I had planned to travel to the Kansas City, Missouri/Kansas area to visit with my mom and dad. Mom was placed in an ‘independent living’ facility about one year ago. At that time Dad was still living in their home about 3 ½ hours away. He then bought a small home in Kansas City and moved in last November. Over the next few months it became apparent that Mom would need to move into the ‘assisted living’ floor of her current ‘home’. Talking with her on the phone became more awkward and difficult for me because I couldn’t see her face or her responses during our conversations—if you could even call them ‘conversations’. They quickly became more like monologues from me! I just wanted to see her, one on one, and spend time with her—up close and personal. I talked with my family about it, and we made plans for me to travel to K.C. (God bless my adult daughter who stepped in and became ‘mom’ for the ten days that I was able to be gone!)
As my traveling days approached, I kept in touch with my dad and sister. I found out that some of my siblings were traveling with him to the ‘big’ house in which he and mom had lived to finish cleaning it out. I wanted to be a part of that process. (I had always promoted the cleaning technique of a dumpster and dynamite. Really—after a 59 year marriage in which practically EVERYTHING was moved from house to house each time our family relocated, blowing it all up seemed to me to be the simplest and most effective approach!) According to the ‘plan’, family would be working in the house for an entire week and then hauling whatever items were to be kept back to K.C. I decided to drive to the house and then drive with them to K.C. to be able to spend time with other family members, including my mother. I would then drive home from there. My plan was to drive each way in a day, which meant 12 hours of straight driving time on the trip out and 14 hours for the return trip home. This was going to be a real stretch for me since I am the type of person who is lulled to sleep pretty quickly when I am riding in the car as a passenger. I expressed my apprehension to some dear friends, requesting that they pray for me to make the right choices and for traveling safety. Enter Lisa—
Lisa e-mailed me to ask if flying would be better use of my time. She offered to let me use her flight rewards that she had accumulated. I was SO touched by her generosity! Sadly, I had to turn her down because I would need to fly into one city (which is a 3 hour plus drive for someone to pick me up) and fly out of another city to come home. Just not practical; but WOW, did I ever appreciate her offer!
Well—are you familiar with that old adage, ‘the best laid plans’? I called Dad to give him my final plans and found out that NO ONE was going to be at the house during that week when I had planned to be there—only during the weekend before and then returning the following Thursday to continue working through the next weekend. Inside I became quite agitated! I had worked through these plans so carefully and had communicated so intentionally, and now it looked as if MY timing was not going to line up with THEIR timing. As Dad and I continued to talk (and I kept MOST of my agitation inside instead of ‘vomiting’ it onto him), a new plan began to form in my mind. Instead of driving to the house, I could simply go to Kansas City and spend time with my family and mom; then drive with my family to the house to continue on with the purging process. We could then all drive back to K.C. together as originally planned. Following this new plan meant that I could FLY—both to and from K.C.! Time was not on my side at this point—but God was, and so was Lisa. I quickly contacted her to talk about her offer. She told me to find the right flights for me, and she would book them. And that is exactly what happened. Instead of driving alone for what would feel like endless and tiresome hours, I was able to fly. This also enabled me to spend more time with family. I truly believe God had this planned all along and placed Lisa in His plan because He knew of her generous and humble spirit. I am still in awe of what she so willingly did for me. Here is some of my correspondence with Lisa, my dear friend—for so many reasons!
Hi Lisa,
I received everything I need to be able to fly!! Thank you so much! I don’t know how this club thing works, but PLEASE let me know if you incur any expenses with this deal. I can’t tell you what all of this means to me. This ‘God-story’ is already spreading—my dad is absolutely thrilled (and relieved that I am not driving). You have also ‘bought’ me more time to be with my family. I know that was one of your thoughts—was spending that much time on the road the best use of time. I am telling you—there is so much more to the progression of this story that you don’t know about yet. Honestly, as I thought through this whole chain of events and pondered once again your generous offer to me, I pictured God saying (about you), “That’s My girl!” Who am I that you and He would do this beautiful thing for me? Oh yes, that’s right—I am a daughter of the one and only King of kings; and He used you, another one of His precious daughters to build me up. Oh my, I believe He just delights in His relationship with you! Your generosity has certainly helped to spur me on to do great and mighty things in this soon coming adventure. “—‘Not by might nor by power, but by My Spirit’, says the Lord of hosts.” (Zech. 4:6)—thank you, Beth, for sharing that reference with me! Thank you, Lisa. You have been like glorified Zoloft to me!
Love you,
Libby
And so, whatever I do, I want to do it with a generous spirit as modeled so consistently by my dear friend, Lisa. I want to tell my world about her!
Thanks for reading,
Libby
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June 2nd, 2010
I Want To Talk About Hope
What David says about hope: “No one whose hope is in you will ever be put to shame, but they will be put to shame who are treacherous without excuse.” (Psalm 25:5)
What Paul says about hope: “And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us.” (Romans 5:5)
And again: “For in this hope we were saved. But hope that is seen is no hope at all. Who hopes for what he already has?” (Romans 8:24)
I stifle my own hope. On purpose. It takes a conscious effort for me to nourish it and protect it from my own fear. Hope makes me vulnerable. But to be hopeless is scarier by far. So I try to play it safe, and I put my hope in what has already been guaranteed to me: salvation, the Spirit, redemption. But that’s cheap! “Who hopes for what he already has?”
“Hope does not disappoint us…” –really?
yes.
I truly believe He will use your hope to bless you and glorify Himself, every time.
Either
A) He will grant you the desires of your heart, resulting in worship and thankfulness and praise, and recognition to God as a God who gives according to His abundant grace
or B) Your hope will keep you in touch with the Lord, and He will inevitably show you how the desires you had for yourself were inadequate compared to what He had planned for you. Your desires will begin to match His. Then you will experience point A.
No matter what, He is faithful and compassionate. Our God is so good!!
I will share my personal struggle: I feel like it is important that I want the right things, especially in regards to singleness. Some days I find it easier to cherish my singleness than others. And on the harder days, I struggle to know what to pray for.
“Should I pray that He brings me someone I could have a godly relationship with? Or should I pray that He helps me to cherish what I have already been given?”
(Side note- singleness is not the absence of something good. It is something good in and of itself.)
I don’t know where to put my hope. I just need to recognize that it doesn’t matter. He will not be careless with my fragile heart. He will gently guide me if I have misplaced my hope. I do not need to fear disappointment when I have such a faithful God.
Everyday I find myself saying “hope does not disappoint hope does not disappoint hope does not disappoint”
That’s all for now.
Em
“faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see.” (Hebrews 11:1)
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June 1st, 2010
So where were we? Oh yeah, I remember! Getting into God’s word on a daily basis – check out www.oneyearbibleonline.com Yup, it’s that simple! Click on the link and it will take you to a webpage where you can read God’s word in a daily reading format on your computer or however you access the Internet. You can choose, with one click, to read thru the Bible chronologically or have a daily portion from the Old Testament, New Testament, Psalms and Proverbs.
You can choose if you want to read from the New King James (NKJ), the New International Version (NIV), The Message, or another of the twenty-two translations offered – and you can choose what language you would like to read it in! There’s even a commentary for folks like me who sometimes read a portion of scripture and say “Huh?” and need to have it explained a little more. It is just one of many websites offered to help folks get God’s word into their lives each and every day. My husband uses a daily reading plan found at www.Christianity.com – there are many sites to choose from.
I, on the other hand, am a little more old-fashioned. I like to sit and read with a highlighter and pencil by my side. I like to mark my Bible (and other books I read) with reminders, with exclamation points, with notes about what has spoken to my life.
It wasn’t always that way. As I’ve said before, when I first started reading I read because I knew I should, I read in order to be able to say I’d done it. The motive was wrong, but the method and means were right on.
But something happened thru the years – when I found myself saying “Huh?” as I read my One Year Bible in the New Living Translation, I wanted to dig deeper to find more meaning. I’d pull out my dad’s Bible (an old and falling apart King James Version) to see if he wrote any notes about that particular portion of scripture, or turn to my NIV to see what the Life Application folks said about that verse; or look in The Message to see how Eugene Peterson had translated those words to today’s language. My daily Bible reading became a desire, instead of a duty. A highlight in my day, and in my Bible!
Today I took a look at some of the verses I’ve highlighted over the past decade.
Some made me smile – like the one from Psalm 57, verse 7 – “My heart is confident in you, O God; no wonder I can sing your praises!” The first time that verse jumped out at me was on a Sunday morning. How do I know? Because I have a distinct memory of writing it down (after I’d highlighted it in pink =) and taking it to church with me to share with my fellow worship team members! That’s why we praise Him, that’s why we sing – because our hearts are confident in Him!
Some notes and highlights bring back memories of tough times – like Psalm 144:1: “Bless the Lord Who is my rock. He gives me strength for war and skill for battle.” I wrote in the margin “parenting” – must have been a tough week at our house! “He is my loving ally and my fortress, my tower of safety my deliverer. He stands before me as a shield, and I take refuge in Him. He subdues my people under me.” I put quotation marks around the word “people”. I’m pretty sure the word “children” was in the “Beth translation”. Several days later I noted Psalm 145:14 “The Lord.lifts up those bent beneath their load.” Oh yeah, I remember those days, and looking back I can say with confidence “Great is God’s faithfulness!”
Those memories of His faithfulness are with me today when I face those moments of “Oh No!” in my life. They give perspective to the verses that tell us to “Count it all joy when you face trials of every kind” or “Rejoice in all circumstances for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus”, or “Rejoice in the Lord, ALWAYS.” (caps mine) My One Year Bible has become my journal for life’s journey. Reminding me time and time again that God’s word is truth, even when life doesn’t make sense.
There are many, many, more highlights and notations on the pages of my Bible. When I read thru them in the years that follow they are a reminder to “Remember”. God is always telling us in His word to “Remember” – so that we learn from the past, and don’t have to keep making the same mistakes in the future; so that we don’t forget the victories when we are in the midst of a battle; so that we keep our eyes focused on Him instead of on our circumstances. Remember, ah yes. Such a good thing to do in regards to God’s word, His love for us, and His faithfulness to all generations.
Back when I began this daily Bible reading journey I remember singing a song with the worship team called “The Word of God is Changing Me”. Yup, that’s what it does for a heart that is willing, wanting, to be changed.
But it can’t change us from the outside. It has to be IN us in order to do the work that God intends for it to do. Water can clean the outside of our bodies but it will not quench our thirst unless we drink it.
The Living Water found in God’s word is the same way. We can sit in church, we can listen to Christian radio, teaching, music, over and over and over again. But until we get it IN us, it cannot do the work of hydrating the soil of our souls in order for the seeds to take root and the fruit to grow.
I can no longer find the sheet music to the song I referenced earlier but the line I remember most is “The Word of God is changing me, it’s calling me to know You more, the Word of God brings life to me, I believe, I believe, in the Word of God” Yup, I believe, the changing power of the Word of God brings life – abundant life – to those who are willing to be trained, cultivated, changed, nourished, hydrated, and surrendered to the Truth that it holds.
Each and every day the choice is ours.
Until next time.
Beth
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