Thursday, December 19, 2013

What is the purpose of fog?

This is a typical question I entertain on a car ride down the mountain. Since I drive over the mountain every day to take my son to preschool, we often encounter a thick fog across the road. Today was one of those days. He's never been a boy who just asks why. It's always a thoughtful question. The question came again today. "Mommy, what is the purpose of fog? "

So I entertained it. On a whim I decided to ask the one who sent the fog. So I asked God, "Lord, what is the purpose for your fog? Would you show us? "

Impatiently, my son commented that God didn't answer. I told him that sometimes to hear from God, it takes patience and learning to be still. So we sat in the stillness for the drive down the mountain. I could see him praying back there. So when we got to the light, I asked him, "what did God tell you? "

Mama, He told me "I love you. "
"This is the first time I have ever heard God speak to me."

(Tears from a Momma.)

Then I said, surprised at my own words, "He spoke to me too. 

'The purpose of the fog is that you are able to see more clearly on the other side of it.' "

Lord, I want to see. In Luke 18 the blind man said it to Jesus. I've been asking the Lord for this too. To see. To see with His eyes. Yet it still comes. The sickness. The dying. The lies entrenching my family. They are drowning. The people I love can barely breathe. And I asked the Lord, why can't I see? I know that you are at work. I trust that you are in control. But why can't I see what you are doing? Why can't I see your rescue?

And then it comes. The purpose of the fog. To see clearly when it is lifted. Maybe in the same way that death (of our old self) must occur in order to birth new life, a veil--a foggy period of uncertainty--may come for a time, to test our response--in order that we might have eyes that truly see. See The Beauty. See The Way. Maybe this is the eye surgery I seek.

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In the end, it does not matter if we can see what He is doing. Or if we ever understand His reasons on this side of Heaven for why this life is so full of tragedy. We must only trust what we know. We know only that He is good. All the time. And every now and then, just because He loves us, I believe He gives us glimpses into these answers to our many questions ... So that we can see through the fog. So we can see Him through the fog. Like today. When I least expect it.

Monday, December 2, 2013

Top 10 Ways to Celebrate Christ this Christmas




THIS IS BIG fun!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 
1. Make a Jesse Tree. Remember Jesse? King David's father? Isaiah 11:1-2 says that out of the stump of Jesse (it seemed the least likely place, a dead tree stump) came a tender shoot (new life, Jesus).  Because King David was King Jesus's ancestor! Your tree can look any way you want it to, but we use a small tree or some branches in a pot. Each day you pick an ornament and read the corresponding passage in the Bible. They are usually stories in the Old Testament which paved the path for Jesus. (Noah, Ruth, Jonah, Esther) It's fun to read the story and then think about how it relates to and points to Christ.






Our family uses hand sewn ornaments I bought on etsy. Here is an example:
Here is an example of paper ornaments to make
The Jesse Tree, Ann Voskamp
Search for Jesse Tree online and you'll come up with a myriad of ideas. Catholic Icing has a cute set as well.

You don't even have to have ornaments! You can just use what you have around the house! Legos are great!! Pick a favorite Bible story from the Old Testament and let your child act it out using toys.



Sometimes we use ourselves to act out the story!! David was a Shepherd when He was anointed King. In the story of Rahab (below) Joshua & Caleb were spies so they were on the lookout (2 toilet paper rolls taped together). She hung a scarlet thread to show she wanted to trust God.






2. Make an advent paper chain. I just cut strips of construction paper out & had my son tell me things about Christmas...we came up with things like ...We want to be close to Jesus, the animals worshiped Jesus, God keeps his promises, Jesus is our rescuer, Jesus is the light in a dark world. We linked the chain & hung it up to remind us what Christmas is all about. 

3. Use the Elf on the Shelf for Christ. We named him Jasper (after my granddad), and he comes each year to help us remember that Christmas is about showing Christ's love to others by our actions. Each morning he hides (sometimes he's in the manger holding baby Jesus, sometimes he's reading a book, or he may be building legos!)


4. Seeds of Kindness. Last year we planted grass seed in a pot of soil for each good deed and on Christmas we plucked the grass and laid it in the manger. Because each good thing we do is for Him. This idea came from OH Amanda.



5. Make an Advent Wreath and light candles each Sunday. This idea is from Catholic Icing.


The Advent Song

the advent song
Tune of “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star”
Advent is a time to wait, (hold hand up as you say “wait)
Not quite time to celebrate, (shake head and wag finger from side to side)
Count the candles 1 by 1, (put 4 fingers up, one at a time)
Until Advent time is done. (wave hands, palms down)
Day by day we work and play,  (stack fist on top of fist, back and forth)
To prepare for Christmas day! (put arms on shoulders and hug yourself)



 6. School Party Craft: A good craft for several kids I am using this year for a school party: I bought green foam trees at $ tree and some stickers at Hobby Lobby. I am going to use them as symbols of Christmas and let the kids decorate their trees. Super easy, and what kid doesn't love stickers? Plus they'll be learning the symbols of Christmas at the same time! I am pretty big on tangible symbols.



Stickers:
Gingerbread man - Jesus became a man
Tree - points to Christ (sitting at God's right hand on throne)
Crown - Jesus is King
Candy Cane - White (Jesus never sinned ) & Red (Jesus took our punishment and died)
Snowflake - when we ask God to forgive us we are white & pure
Lights - We are to be the light of the world - showing others the love of Christ
Heart - God loved us so much He sent His son to die
Present - Salvation is a gift to us. We can never earn it by doing good things. But we must accept it to have life forever with Jesus in Heaven.
Jewel - We are his treasured possession. Knowing God is like finding treasure!




 7. Check out events around the community. There is a Live Nativity Christmas Open House and Live Nativity Scene at Holmes Street United Methodist Church

Saturday, December 14 from 5:30 - 8:30 p.m.

Theme: "A Heavenly Christmas" -- a celebration of the birth of Christ and the Christmas season; a gift to the community  - Free admission and free refreshments

Program is a musical showcase of performances by children from the Academy of Academics and Arts (dance group, choir, and string quartet), Huntsville High School choir, Huntsville High School dance team (Pantherettes), Huntsville Symphony, and Holmes Street UMC handbells

Live nativity scene includes live animals; procession of wise men to scene via police escort at 7:00 p.m.

CORNERSTONE_COMMUNITY_CHURCH_9238394.JPG and also at Cornerstone Community Church
6 to 8 p.m. both Saturday, Dec. 7, and Sunday, Dec. 8, 2013, at the church in south Huntsville at the corner of Whitesburg Drive and Lily Flagg Road S.E. 


8. Bible Memorization. Great for YEAR ROUND!
I am collecting Bible songs. Scripture, set to music. Because it is the easiest way to get the WORD in our hearts! You probably already know some! 
*Seek ye first the Kingdom of God, and His righteousness. And all these things shall be added unto you! Hallelu, Hallelujah!
* I will enter His gates with thanksgiving in my heart, I will enter His courts with praise. I will say this is the day that the Lord has made. I will rejoice for He has made me glad. Ps 100:4, Ps 118:24
*His love endures forever.

Bibletoons is a great collection of Scripture set to music! We love to listen to "I will Soar on Wings like Eagles" and "Trust in the Lord with all your heart" The Fruit of the Spirit" and "Love the Lord your God with all your heart." They even have videos that go along with it! Truly a gem.

Hand motions are another great way to memorize the Bible.

I'll be posting some more! The one we're working on now is 
" A fool gives full vent to his anger, but a wise man keeps himself under control." Prov 29:11

 We recite Joshua 1:9 while marching around the house like soldiers. (Be strong & courageous. Do not be afraid. For the Lord our God will be with you wherever you go.)
The simplest way to memorize is to pick a short verse and put it to a tune you already know 
 God cares for you. God cares for you. God cares for you. 1 Peter 5:7
(to the tune of: God is so good, God is so good, God is so good, he's so good to me .

Serve one another in love. Galatians 5:13 Serve one another in love. Galatians 5:13 (Row Row Row Your Boat tune)

God helps me all the time. Psalm 46:1
God will give you what you need. Philippians 4:19 
(Both to the tune of Mary had a little lamb)
Come follow me, come follow me. Jesus said. Jesus said. And I will make you And I will make you Fishers of Men Fishers of Men.  Matthew 4:19 (Are you Sleeping tune)

9. Prayer Book- an old photo album with pictures I printed from online or I used an actual photo if I had one.




We made a prayer book this year with pictures of our family and friends,
our sponsored children, our pastors, our president, people imprisoned for their faith (Voice of the Martyrs is a great resource), missionaries, a map of the world so we can point out where they are located, those who are sick, lost, and lonely. It has been a great tool for us to pull out at night before bed and pick a few pages to focus our prayers. It reminds us that it's not all about us, and gives us a visual for our prayer focus.

10. THE TOP 10 Way to Celebrate Christmas with your Family: Give a Christmas Gift to Jesus through the World Vision gift catalog or other site. You can pick out a goat, a mosquito net, a fruit tree, or many others to send to the poor and desolate. Here is the link. I have set up a personal page just to track how much money we raise, but your donations go 100% to World Vision. Click below!!


Merry Christmas and May you experience Christ in a deeper and more personal way this year than ever before! Simple is better. I'm not sending out cards this year. And the adults in my family are not sharing gifts. My goal is to pour out.
And remember: it's okay to keep Jesus out all year long!





Thursday, October 24, 2013

Can I Have a New Name? Broken-Down-Jesus-Girl fits

I'd like a new name please, for my blog. This is all going to be about Jesus. So I'm just a Broken-Down-Jesus-Girl. That's the name I choose. I'll wear it with honor.

I'm learning the way to my little boy's heart...is beating him up. On the bed. On the couch. In the morning. Before bed. At naptime. Wrestling. Holding. A regular Throw-Down. Well, what did I expect when 2 people whose love languages are physical touch had a child? Except it has taken me awhile to realize what "feeling loved by physical touch" means to a 4-yr old. Much to a nurturing-Mama's displeasure, it does NOT mean kisses and hugs always. Although those are just gonna happen. Our week has gone better this week for the times this strong-willed child has gone amuck when I have just let explore through the woods, raced him on the bike, and engaged WITH him in the physical. I let him make me a hot dog sandwich (with all kinds of ingredients) with pillows stacked on me on the bed. I wrestled him before school this morning. I still haven't been able to chase him since my joints protested about a year ago, but I may get there. 

Thanks God, for the lady in the Kroger parking lot who saw me crying in my car yesterday with my head in my hands on the steering wheel who came over & tapped on the window and said, 'You're a good Mama. I thought you were gonna spank him when he was acting so bad, but you hugged him. You hugged him and it just blew my mind." Thank you for letting me pray with her, who remembers and longs for the day I had yesterday, in the throws of strong willed preschooler, but who is now dealing with a teenager addicted to drugs. Thank you for sending me an angel who wasn't afraid to talk to stranger at the end of herself. The way you work is mysterious, but how you love me, OH how you love me. OH how you love me so.

Thanks, God for the opportunity to go to Manna House last night and let my little guy stand on a stool to give out loafs of bread to those who are hungry. Even though I got the time wrong and they closed 30 minutes after we got there, and I felt the whole thing was a failure. There was good. My little one--who is as addicted to stuff as I am-- chose a train from home and he found a little boy who looked like he could use a new toy and he gave it away.

And Thanks God that even though I feel my past attempts at mentoring seem to have failed, and how she won't return my calls or texts makes me feel like she never really believed in me, you don't see it as a failure but a seed. I wanted her to know I was different. I wanted to be the person that actually follows through with what I said. But I can only do what I can do. And God knows my heart.

Thanks God for convicting me in the worst way about the sin in my own life, through my study of your word and through my most intimate soulmate (that hurt like a fire!) You gave me just what I wanted - to see my sin. I didn't realize it would make me so wretched sick inside. Then you gave me the push to message two old comrades who had a bone to pick with me, for some reasons left unknown. And I got to tell them I'm sorry. To do my part [as far as it depends on me] to make peace with them. It feels good to be free. I'm just a broken-down-Jesus-girl, but there's no one I'd rather be.

Life is Beautiful

Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Theme of My Suffering Days - From Nothing to Newness, The Ugly Beautiful



'God Truths' Revealed to me through a Year-long Study of Genesis through 
Bible Study Fellowship
Written April-ish 2013

I’d like to say I relate to Joseph, for I feel I’ve been (and at times still am) in a pit of darkness, “unjustly” suffering with prayers for complete healing &  deliverance going unanswered. I think, "I haven’t really done anything to deserve this." However, I’m finding myself more closely resembling his faltering father, Jacob –passionate, strong-willed, and always at unrest because I cling so tightly to my plan for my life, God can’t get through to me. I keep wrestling with God instead of submitting, accepting, hands wide open. I must. Let go. Receive the manna—whatever it is—daily, moment by moment. Never sure what will come, like Abraham, I must trust that I am headed for the land He will show me. And I can rejoice when one day my unwavering faith makes Him proud and He says, Go and walk through the land. I am giving it to you.

I’m afraid my child is following closely behind me, in my footsteps, pointing out to me my gross imperfections. The same things in him that cause my temper to blow are the very things in me I loathe. I struggle. Hot tempered, don’t like pain (or anything that doesn’t go my way, for that matter, gives up easily, easily frustrated & defensive, craves excess, perfectionist-ic, impulsive. Immaturity. Wow, until the words took form, I had no idea. I did not know what I was doing when I named him Jacob. God knew.

YET I am confident that I will see your goodness while I am here in the land of the living! Ps 27:13. I will claim it. I will receive it. And I will REST in it. “See, I am doing a new thing!” Isaiah 43:19.


I find it refreshing that it’s okay to remind God of His promises, like the fearful Jacob did, afraid of the consequences he deserved would come to fruition. God welcomes the honesty, the intimacy. He shares his plan willingly, his secrets, with his beloved children who obey Him. He longs for restored relationship, like a walk in the Garden—the free exchange He had between his first created beings—what I long for too. Over and over he birthed miracle out of nothingness (a poor baby born in a stable to the Savior of the World, empty wombs became filled with children of Promise – Isaac, nets became filled with fish where once they were discouragingly empty, baskets filled with food to nourish a hillside, battles won with overwhelming odds, giants knocked down, men saved from blazing fire and lion’s grasp, sinners-nobodys, were forgiven—even commended for their sincere yearning for Jesus), all the while foreshadowing his inevitable rescue plan. He wants to bless us, just as was His intent when he came to wrestle with Jacob in the night. He wants to bless us, but we must let go and let Him. It’s on His terms. I must give Him the end result and then I can breathe relief. Why is it so excrutiating to trust? With my body? My life? It’s like a freefall…and I’m not a risk-taker.

And I need reminding. Of God’s faithfulness. But that part’s up to me…to pick up the stones and mark as a memorial, an altar, to remember & celebrate those times when God spoke, appeared to me. And He will reassure me more than once, (Hallelujah!)  like he did for Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob. Because He is patient with my forgetfulness. He is familiar with my tendencies. Because even the righteous man, Abraham, pleaded, "How can I be sure?" Gen 15:8

As I become frustrated in my failed attempts at perfection, what encouragement that He can use me, as He did those before me. His plan, His will, cannot be moved. He will accomplish His purpose. And when I find myself far from faithful, in need of grace, I need only RETURN, like Abraham & Jacob, to the place of His Promise, the place I know God is present….to my stone altar of remembrance. Like Elijah (1 Kings 19:13,15) To go back the same way I came. To repent. To rededicate. There I can Release my burden and Receive His peace. Rejoice in the grace He has shown me. This was almost the year of "RE" for me. It can be that too. The year of the New Thing is what I named this year, to give focus to which to steer all my days. That was God’s idea. His theme. (Isa 43:19)

                                                       


All the stories pointing towards the Great One who would come to take my place, my sin, to bring atonement I did not deserve. Christ is pictured in the sacrifice of Isaac, the innocent boy, submitting fully to the will of His father, the lamb who took our place. Christ is in the servant of Abraham, who sought out a bride for Isaac, who followed strict guidelines and received a full miraculous confirmation by events aligning themselves one after another, and by his humble worship & recognition that God alone brought him success. Christ seeks us out, His bride, and will stop at nothing to bring us back to Himself.
Jesus is the covering of Adam & Eve with animal skins after the first sin, because sin has always required the shedding of blood. Jesus is in the covering of Noah’s sin by Shem & Japheth, their intent to cover, rather than expose, the sin of their father. He would one day cover us, cover our sin, with His robe of righteousness, shedding blood once and for all. 2 Cor 5:21 Judah offered himself as a substitute for his brother Benjamin, as Christ became our substitute to provide atonement for His beloved. Christ is beautiful in Joseph’s story, his undeserved suffering,  years spent in darkness, only to wait for God’s perfect timing to rise him up in honor, in glory, for “the last will be first.”

And I do marvel at how God works, even through sin (Judah) to accomplish His purposes out of mercy & grace. Even when I am deep within the pit (Joseph), and I cannot see God moving because all sides are blocked, even when His answers are not echoed for chapters of my life, HE is actively working to bring about His purpose to move His kingdom forward & to transform me to the image of Christ. Even when He is silent. He is working towards what He always seeks. Reconciliation.

In the words of Joseph, may you make me fruitful in my land of suffering! You ordained my suffering. I worship you, by giving up my own plans, ambitions, rights and trading them for yours! I seek the NEWness you give. New Power. Bring a new thing out of nothing! It's what You do best.

                                                         



God is good. Pray for the good stuff. When something else happens, God has something better in mind. – Steve Lacy


Fits of Anger, Rose Glasses, & Superhero Training [for real life]


 

It was a promising morning, when my son woke me with a kiss on the cheek. The mood turned sour quickly when he began asking [crying] [begging] God to turn him into a snail so he could roll off the bed. (He claimed this happened awhile back). I then proceeded (with God's wisdom) to tell him that although we can ask God for anything, God is not to be treated like a genie. Our wish is not his command. It was tough to get back on track & get ready for school, but we managed. Somehow a little game of Eye Spy sprang up in the car (his initiation). Once I picked him up from school, it came [back] ...with a vengeance. The whining, complaining, ungrateful, sassy attitude. Where did this come from? I just asked you if you enjoyed your lunch box note! I knew that bringing this little angry bird home to four walls would prove difficult at the least. I needed something...and fast. So we passed home and parked at Hays Nature Preserve. Determined to redeem the day, I came up with a plan [God came up with a plan and graciously transferred it to me...hence my prayer for wisdom 4 hours earlier had come to fruition!] So I gave him an imaginary pair of "rose glasses" (kinda like rose-colored glasses) & explained the rules: When you put them on you can' complain or argue. You can only say positive things. There was resistance. If I had of been beside him I would have gotten socked in the eye. In fact, on the way to the trailhead, his pair got thrown on the ground and smashed to bits (I think this was quite enjoyable for him, albeit they were still imaginary glasses). Luckily, I always keep an extra pair in my pocket for an occassion such as this. He humored me and put them on this time. By golly, it worked! [Not that I ever doubted you God!] The adventure and beauty of the place just melted away that sour spirit of his. 

We said Popcorn Prayers for whomever "popped" into our heads. We played Hide & Seek and Pooh Sticks (racing sticks in the stream). We chased butterflies, grasshopper-like creepy crawlies, caught a slug, and we even found a pile of stones which we assembled into a stone altar to thank God for creating this beautiful place and allowing us to experience it today.


When the whole nation had finished crossing the Jordan, the Lord said to Joshua, “Choose twelve men from among the people, one from each tribe, and tell them to take up twelve stones from the middle of the Jordan, from right where the priests are standing, and carry them over with you and put them down at the place where you stay tonight.”
So Joshua called together the twelve men he had appointed from the Israelites, one from each tribe, and said to them, “Go over before the ark of the Lord your God into the middle of the Jordan. Each of you is to take up a stone on his shoulder, according to the number of the tribes of the Israelites, to serve as a sign among you. In the future, when your children ask you, ‘What do these stones mean? tell them that the flow of the Jordan was cut off before the ark of the covenant of the Lord. When it crossed the Jordan, the waters of the Jordan were cut off. These stones are to be a memorial to the people of Israel forever.”



This passage has kinda stuck in my mind since last year. The stones are a {hard} visual for my dull brain, REMEMBER, God is faithful. He does what He says. So now I have a thing for rocks and stones. Ask me about my Grace Stone Garden sometime. The point is, after all this, he got quiet and said he wanted to sit by himself. Then the moment came so unexpectedly. He finally told me someone had hurt his feelings on the playground at school today. I asked him how he handled it. He said "I told them I didn't care." I told him he was wise and that I was proud of him. Then I got to share how all the kids at school made fun of me because I was freakishly small until 8th grade. But that anger inside him had a root. And maybe we plucked that root today and put a seed of kindness there instead of a seed of bitterness. He's only 4. But what better time to start learning how to take care of real problems? Thank you God, I could never parent a child without you.

It's constant work diverting and distracting him fromt his awful mean anger that wells up inside of him. Sometimes I feel like I'm constantly fighting. It's full time. It's exhausting. But God is faithful to answer my prayers - wisdom for us both. When we got home, we had a snack and he dressed up like a superhero while I taught him some hand motions* to Phillippians 4:13. I felt victory. And to a fighting Mama, he was a hero. 



*(I borrowed this little ditty from one of my blog heros, OhAmanda!) 
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