Tuesday, October 21, 2014

He Who Promised is Faithful



Therefore, brothers, 

since we have confidence to enter the Most Holy Place 
by the blood of Jesus,
by a new and living way opened for us through the curtain, that is, his body,

and since we have a great priest over the house of God,

let us draw near to God with a sincere heart
in full assurance of faith,
having our hearts sprinkled 

to cleanse us from a guilty conscience and having our bodies washed with pure water.

Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess,

for he who promised is faithful.

And let us consider how we may spur one another on
toward love and good deeds.

Let us not give up meeting together, as some are in the habit of doing,
but let us encourage one another...

Hebrews 10:19-25

Sunday, September 14, 2014

A Wonderful Beth Moore Simulcast

Yesterday I was very excited to get to go to a Beth Moore simulcast held at my church.  I had attended a live Beth Moore conference back in April and LOVED it.  So I was thrilled when my own small church in my small town was able to get plugged into the simulcast.  We joined in a live stream from her conference out of Fort Wayne, Indiana.  She said that there, in total, were approximately 190,000 women from all over the globe joined together in worship and learning.  Amazing.

One thing she talked a lot about yesterday was that each of us have an identity in Christ.  She gave us an identity declaration which goes like this:

I am a woman of God
Redeemed by Jesus Christ
Loved, pursued, and chosen
Equipped with words of life
Clothed in strength and dignity
Commissioned here and now
Gifted by the Spirit
Forgiven and unbound

Blessed is she who believed.
 
 
She has a beautiful graphic of this at her blog that you can print out.  Read this to yourself everyday and put on this wonderful identity.  Keep what the world and your own head says to you far away.
 
If you ever get the chance to see or hear Beth Moore I strongly recommend it. There are still some dates on her 2014 tour and the 2015 locations have also been announced.  Or check out some of her videos on YouTube.
 
Here is a trailer for her 2014 conference tour:
 




Wednesday, August 13, 2014

This 'n That

Today I went in to school to help with a few of the preparations.  Mostly, putting name tags in cubbies.  And putting some new supplies away.  The new metallic paint, not to mention the glitter paint, looks awesome!!  I saw and visited with the teacher I work with, our secretary, and our new director.  There will be lots of changes and a few unknowns, but all in all I'm hopeful for a great year in preschool.  I also threw out some stale, expired snacks (still in the cupboard from last year) and wondered what in the world a bag of many, many ketchup and mustard packets are doing in the refrigerator.  Speaking of that refrigerator, my neat-freak self just might have to go in and give that refrigerator a thorough wipe down before we start the year because if it doesn't get done now it may not get done and it will bother me all.year.long.  

I know who my daughter's teacher is for next year.   It's one of the perks of being a teacher/school employee family.  My daughter doesn't know yet.  Because as soon as she does she'll be on the phone seeing who her friends have.  So we'll just wait until the letters go out and everything is official.  Wouldn't you know she got a teacher about whom I know nothing.  But being that I do know how awesome 3 of the other 5th grade teachers are, I'm not worried.  I also know that there are two of her good friends in that class.  I'm not sure how good of friends those two are to each other though.  And that might be a problem.  Groups of 3 are hard.  The other day my daughter told me that I just don't understand 5th grade in the year 2014.  I may just understand more than she thinks, but....maybe not.

It's been more than a month since we cancelled satellite tv.  But with Netflix to save us we certainly haven't lacked for screen time.  I started watching Friday Night Lights starting with episode one and got completely hooked.  Sucked in.  Obsessed.  I'm now into season 2 episode 6.  In a week.  I'm telling you I have no life this summer and my brain has turned to mush and I need school to start for me as much as for my kids.  Though I maybe shouldn't have watched Friday Night Lights right before I signed my son up for 9th grade football.  You know, 'cuz of the very first episode where the star quarter back gets injured and his paralyzed for life.  But like I said....sucked in.

20 days of summer vacation left.

Wednesday, August 6, 2014

Summer's Here, but School's A-Comin'!

August already.  Of course the summer seemed to be kind of dragging me but now that it's August it's like,  "Aack! What! School's going to be here before I know it and didn't we just get out of school, like, yesterday?  Put away all supply lists, we still have some summer left!"

But, in all reality, I did, in fact, buy all of Emma's school supplies on Monday.  And I was actually excited when this came in the mail the other day:
I get out my pen and post-it notes and comb through the new Community Education catalog looking for great new (or old) activities for my kids taking special note of the registration deadlines.  Especially those that come up extraordinarily early.  Like when you have to registered for summer baseball by February 7.   So I've got Emma all signed up for volleyball and will sign her up for basketball soon.  Her piano teacher will be calling soon to schedule piano lesson day.  And ANY DAY NOW we will get the letter that tells us who her teacher will be.  Thankfully I am very impressed with our team of 5th grade teachers and I don't mind who she gets for a teacher this next year.  At least I don't think I do.  Emma's pattern has been to have tougher years on the even numbers and piece of cake years on the odd numbers.  Kindergarten?  Stomach aches and anxiety.  1st grade?  Easy peasy.  Last year ended up fine but started off rocky so I'm hopeful for a no-sweat kind of year coming up.  

Don't even get me started on the fact that my oldest starts high school this year.  High school !?!?!?!?  What is it about time that the days can be so long but the years are so short?  How is it that he was could curl up in my arms and now towers over me even with heels on (me not him)?  I know every parent feels this same way, yet it truly amazes me to be experiencing it for myself.  He did not have a school supply list this year and I am NOT going to complain about that.

Yet we really do have a month of summer yet.  School doesn't start until Sept. 2 and we're going to enjoy each day until then.  And then we'll back to a very familiar routine.

Thursday, July 31, 2014

Reflecting on a Sad Local News Story

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All day long I've been listening to the radio.  There was a tragic event that happened in St. Paul today.  A police was killed in the line of duty.  Very randomly.  And, of course, very unnecessarily.  I couldn't stop listening to the coverage.  And I'd pray for the family.  Because this family said goodbye to their person this morning and didn't even know it.  And who knows what their morning was like.  Was everyone else sleeping in while dad got up and left for work?  Were the last words spoken good ones?  Sarcastic or annoyed?  Ordinary?   These children's lives have now been split into two pieces.  Before and after.  I hope they have a faith.  I've prayed that God would be wrapping big giant arms of love around this family right now as they go through this pain.

I know this should remind me to not take anything for granted.  To make every moment count.  Who knows when what you've just said is that thing you'll get to say.  I understand the sentiment.  My biggest fear is that something will happen to my husband or children.  I do not know how somebody does life without their person, their people.  I don't want to find out.  It is so important to cherish our time together.

I understand the sentiment yet I also know that life is life.  I scolded my kids tonight because I've been having to repeat myself a lot lately.  Mostly when it comes to dishes left in the living room.  They are so on my last nerve with that.  What if that had been the last thing I said to them?  My raising my voice at them over a glass.  I did apologize for yelling.  And yet, those things happen.  And that's part of living with other people.  And we apologize when we need to and we love each other in very messy ways.  And sometimes people wake up and they go about their day and then the whole world crashes and changes and falls down on them.  And hopefully when they think about the conversations they remember the great ones.  The funny jokes and stories.  The silly sayings and traditions and the way Dad always left the light on in the hall at night.  I pray that this family can wrap themselves up in the good and forget the things that don't help.

I hear news stories every day but this one grabbed me today.  It was happening while I was making supper, and texting a friend, and reading the paper, and playing Candy Crush on my computer.  And it makes me want to hug my people and try to make the daily living and loving a little less messy.

Thursday, July 24, 2014

Adventures in Dogsitting

We dogsitted for some friends of ours recently for 3 days.  My daughter was the one hired to do it, but going into it I knew that I would be doing my share of work.
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My daughter has wanted a dog forever.  But let me tell you this was as close as it was going to get for her.  Plus this dog is still a puppy and doing puppy things.  There were several accidents that needed to get cleaned up.  Emma really did do a great job of coming to clean it up right away and not complaining about it.  And she's been looking for ways to earn money lately so this was a nice thing.  But the whole experience definitely reconfirmed for me that I do not want a dog.  Emma even admitted to a lessening of her dog-wanting-fever after this experience.  

On the plus side it is a very cute dog.  It seemed to want to follow me everywhere, which also was kind of cute.  The friends we were helping out are so willing to help anyone at any time so it was the least we could do.  Even if he did eat my flip flop.  They were only a dollar.