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Tuesday, July 2, 2013

Recent Happenings No. 6


So, time for another "Recent Happenings" post. One of those posts full of random little things and events that are too small to each get their own, but which I'd like to remember.


Last Wednesday, after months of talking about wanting to do it, we (Mom, Trissy, and I) finally made muffins and took them by the UPS store where Archer works in the 'big town' about 45 minutes north of us. He always loved our muffins whenever we'd take them to the Thursday night college Bible study, and it would be an excuse to get to see him again (Trissy and I had only seen him once since he left in January, and Mom had not seen him at all). He was on the job, so we only got about 5 minutes to stand and talk, but we'd told him we were coming, and he had been looking forward to it and was expecting us.


Friday, Abigail, Piper, and Joy came over to the house for the afternoon. We'd invited Lela too, but she had somewhere else she already had to be and couldn't come this time. That was disappointing, but we had fun with the other three! We made headbands using t-shirt scraps and these instructions I found on Pinterest, then we made bread and, while it was in the oven, went for a walk in the woods and played with our two kittens, "Murphy" and "Fin".


When the bread came out, we had hot PB and J sandwiches with home-made jam and played a partial game of Skip-Bo until it was time for me to take them back to meet their folks in town. It was a very nice afternoon, and hopefully we can do it again before four months have passed! The last time we had Joy and Lela over (we'd invited Abigail and Piper, but they couldn't come that time) was in February.


While the girls were at the house and we were working on our headbands, of course we talked alot about hand-made crafts in general. Somehow the wooden pig cutting boards that Bro. S. makes came into the conversation. I'd heard about them before - he uses one of his grandfather's cutting boards as a pattern (his mother has the original from 48 years ago), and makes them for the 'hope chests' of girls in his family. When Piper first was telling me the story, I told her to be sure and tell him that if he ever started making them to sell, that I wanted one. Friday when it came back up, I mentioned again that I wanted one if he ever sold them.
Well, Sunday morning as Trissy and I walked down the street beside the church building, headed to the gym building for Sunday School, the S. family's van pulled up beside us on their way to Sunday School. Bro. S. leaned out the window and called good morning to us, then said, 'Oh, I think we have something for y'all.' and held out a pig cutting board! I felt like one very special young person!
That evening when I tried to pay him for it, he wouldn't let me.



We had a Fifth Sunday/Fourth of July church picnic Sunday evening at the local reservoir/lake. It was such a nice time! We reserved one of the pavillions near the swimming area, and everybody took lawn chairs and food to share, and someone hooked up a couple of ice cream freezers to their truck battery and made home-made ice cream! "Doc" (one of the men of the church who's a doctor) had his boat, and took little bunches of the young people tubing on the lake. Someone thought to take the church's portable volleyball net, and there were volleyball and softball games going on sporadically throughout the evening. They'd also taken several folding tables and chairs and these were set up under the trees near the pavillion. It was just a great time of fellowship and being together.

I had a wonderful time, and even got a bonus - getting to cross two things off of my Bucket List: 1) Jump into a pool or lake with every-day clothes on, and 2) Ride a motorcycle.
After we'd all eaten, Ava, Trissy, Piper, Joy, Abigail and I walked down to the lake because Doc was going to take them out tubing again. Neither Trissy nor I had thought to take swim outfits, so we weren't going to get in the water, but we could ride in the boat. Neither one of us had ever been tubing or even seen it done, and it was alot of fun racing across the water with the wind whipping our faces and the four girls bumping along behind us. Only Joy seemed confident (her grandparents have a house by a lake in a near-by state, and they go there alot, so she has been tubing many times); the other three were just hanging on and trying not to fly off when Doc would swing into a curve. But they all fell off at least once, except Abigail, who somehow managed to keep her grip. A couple of times when Doc slowed down and went back to pick up someone who'd fallen off, he asked if we wanted to try it. The girls had been trying to talk us into it since we first went down to the water. But since we only had our regular clothes, we'd declined each time. I just didn't want to have to spend the rest of the evening up at the pavillion looking like a 'drowned rat', as Mom would say. But I really really was hating to miss it! Eventually, Doc said we'd be going in in about ten minutes. Joy had fallen off fairly close to shore and when we went back to pick her up, Law was swimming out. Ava, Piper, and Abigail were tired and decided to get in the boat, but Law and Joy were going to ride the last few minutes. Doc could tell I really wanted to try it and offered again, and the girls were encouraging me to just do it. My spirit of adventure was up, and I was beginning to be afraid that if I didn't take the opportunity, I'd always kindof regret it. When Trissy, with her sensibility and strong sense of propriety and decorum, seemed to think it was alright and urged me to go ahead, that made up my mind. I handed Trissy my glasses, kicked off my flip-flops into the bottom of the boat, Ava gave me the life jacket she'd had on, and I jumped in! The water was warm and comfortable. Half-way to the 'float', I realized I still had my watch on, so I hastily pulled it off and struggled back to hand it up to Trissy. My only discomfort was embarassment at my slowness and lack of elegant swimming skills (I can stay afloat, and painstakingly make my way from one point to another, but I'm no pro, and certainly not very graceful).
Law and Joy showed me how to hoist myself up and where to hang on, and after checking to make sure we were ready, Doc started off. It was deliciously fun, and I managed to not fall off! On my first time too! And when the time was up and we went back to shore, it actually didn't take a very long time for my clothes to dry, at least somewhat.

And then later, one of the men of the church (the same man who drove the bus and cooked for us on our mission trip to Chicago last month) was giving rides on his motorcycle, and I got to do that too!
So that's two items crossed off my Bucket List in one day :) , just a fun 'bonus' added to the blessing of the already-greatly-enjoyable evening with my church family and friends.


Mom's really beginning to get anxious about getting Trissy's and my dresses made for Toby and Lindy's wedding. It's only about a month and a week away, and we needed to get them started, but Mom still had some questions about the pattern. So, she asked Lindy to come over Tuesday evening to talk about details. And after all that was settled, Lindy just stayed for a while to visit. She hadn't been to the house in quite a while, and even though we see her at church all the time, she's just one of those friends that is easy to want to share life with. We went outside in the back yard so she could see our two kittens (Lindy loves kittens), and we just sat in the grass, getting to do alot of catching up and just talking about life. It was so nice.

{Zig-zags courtesy of Jones Design Company}

Friday, March 8, 2013

"5 Small Things Friday" No. 75



Go back and read this post for the story behind "Five Small Things Friday".

For this week, here is my list:

1. Sight: Stars

2. Hearing: Justice And Noel Are Staying

3. Smell:

4. Taste: Ava's Red Velvet Cake Balls

5. Touch: Shower Wall

The stories behind the list:

1. When I came in from work Thursday night, I was pretty worn out. But I was still trying to get a bunch of my stuff done around the house that gets put off because of work. I had something that was supposed to go in my car to be taken somewhere, so I hurried outside to put it in my car for the next day. But when I got outside, I stopped hurrying. The stars were amazing. It was a perfectly clear night and I could see them laid out in text-book clarity. The sky was a dark rich blue deepness and the stars were scattered diamonds, shining in the brilliance of something reflecting perfect light. Points of glitter, shining perfection piercing my desperate haste.
Their stunning beauty, and the resulting implication of how incredible their Designer has to be, brought back the words of a dear young friend: 'Hey, the stars are powerful!"

2. For this story, see the 'Sunday night edit' towards the end of this post.

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4. Sweet Ava is desperately wanting to learn how to cook. Especially since her husband knows more than she does in that department, and she wants to be the one to cook for him, not the other way around :) . She is branching out and trying new things along. She gets alot of ideas and recipes from the internet, especially Pinterest. Last week she made some red velvet cake balls. She was so proud of herself and when Trissy and I stopped by their house one evening for something, she insisted on sending some home with us! I'm really trying to eat less dessert, so I didn't try them for a few days, but when I did, I wanted to 'ration' them and make them last as long as possible - they were so yummy!

5. In December, our college group decided to suspend our Thursday Night College Bible Study until the new year, with how busy everyone was for the holidays and all. I thought to myself then, 'If we quit now, we're liable not to start back.'
And we haven't.
This Thursday night I was feeling probably the 'down-est' I've felt about it since we unofficially quit. Things have slowed back down now, and there's a Thursday evening gap in my life now that used to be filled with friends, Christian fellowship, discussion, ideas, challenges, encouragement, exhortation, fun, and Bible study. Not that those things don't exist other places as well... it's just that, those times were something extra special. Memories, priceless lessons, and I hate to know they're gone.
I felt so exhausted as I got ready for bed. Not just physically, but, it seemed like my very soul was just tired. In the shower, I leaned against the wall and prayed. And in the warm water and the solid, smooth shower wall, I felt like the Lord was sending me comfort and strength. Weird maybe, but I believe He uses little things like that.

Thursday, November 22, 2012

Things I Am Thankful For - 2012

This year I haven't done any 'special' Thanksgiving post or post series yet. I hadn't really thought I would. It's not that I'm not thankful; I'm just not huge on doing commemorative posts simply because everyone else is.
I'm huge on being thankful! You can visit THIS page for an ongoing list of my life's simple special blessings that I treasure as gifts from my loving God.
In the past, I've written many posts on things I'm thankful for. I try to make thankfulness a year-long habit, one of my 'life's missions', if you will.

But this year I hadn't planned on posting anything specifically to acknowledge the Thanksgiving holiday.
I've changed my mind.

So much has gone on the last year or so. So much to be thankful for, and so much heart-break. It is primarily because of the heart-break that I decided it's important for me to take this opportunity and muse on some of the great things the Lord has put into my life that I dare not take for granted.

At first I was going to make a list. Then I thought I'd actually write out things.
Now I've decided to just type, and let it flow.

So, for your musement or amusement, here are a few of the many things I am thankful for this year...

Trissy sings nearly every morning she spends at the house (she often spends the night with The Grandparents to be there to help them if they need something). Before I get out of bed many mornings, I can hear her in her room, already up, softly singing a hymn or some new song we've learned. I've never mentioned it to her, but it has been such a lift on many mornings I just didn't want to get up and face the world. If you read this Trissy, here is my 'public' thank-you.

I'm thankful that my only living set of grandparents lives within hollering distance from my house. I can easily ride my bike or walk to see them. I'm thankful they are still in good enough health to live alone. I am thankful my family lives so close to them so that we can be there and care for them when they need it. Though sometimes tasks are difficult, I'm thankful for opportunities to serve them, and even the 'distasteful' jobs are not really all that bad if met with the attitude that service is a privilege, not a burden. I'm thankful for the example my mom has set as she cares for them. I've never heard her be disrespectful to them, even when a situation is frustrating. She always puts aside whatever she is doing to go help them if the phone rings and they need something. I'm thankful for my dad's example and willingness to help her and them. They aren't even his parents, yet he willingly does or helps with tasks for my grandfather that require a man's assistance. He always respects them and is gracious. I'm thankful for Trissy helping them by housecleaning, cooking, and doing other things for them when I am gone.

My family is patient with me and so gracious to allow me to 'go' and do all the things I am involved in. Two jobs, both with at least somewhat irregular schedules, Tuesday night practice with the church youth music group, leading a junior-high age small-group at church on Wednesday night, Thursday night college Bible study, and various other odds and ends on the side.

Plaid button-up shirts. I love to wear them and I love to see people in them.

The letter the Lord led me to write to Law. Even though looking back, it seems to only have made the proverbial 'recording needle' jerk, there is no doubt that it made an impact on him. He cannot wholly forget it. And I am thankful for the on-going 'Bible-verse-every-Sunday' agreement. Every week during the week, I ask the Lord to show me a verse that Law may need the message of that week, and I write it on a small piece of paper and give it to him on Sunday mornings. I am thankful it's not something I just started doing, but that he eagerly agreed to it and expects it each Sunday.
I'm thankful the Lord is patient and knows perfectly how to deal with each of His children. I'm thankful He is looking out for Law and will keep him and guide him and make him into the man He wants him to be.

I'm thankful for precious little Maxwell. What a joy. What a gift. What an unaware little comforter he is. If ever I need a tangible reminder that God answers impossible prayers, I can think of him and know it's true.

I think if I lived in the city, I would literally die of suffocation. But I don't. I live in the country, in the deep South, surrounded by cow pastures and woods. I can see the stars at night and hear the birds in the morning. I can smell the pungent fragrance of cattle and the honey-like scent of wildflowers. I can hear rain on the roof and the wind in the leaves of the trees and can see the sun rise in gold and sink in fire over the rim of the world. I eat vegetables grown in my family's garden, fruit grown on our trees, and drink pure water from our own well. My street is a dirt road and my nearest neighbor lives in a house friends built for my orphan grandfather and his siblings when they were children.
And I live in America.

My 'college' friends at church (though only a couple of us are actually still in college). How precious they are to me. Aron and Henley, Justice and Noel, Austin and Ava, Toby and Lindy, Russell, Archer, Camille, Julia, Autumn, and Landon, Oliver, and Oliver's wife, though we don't get to see those last three much. How good God is to give them to me.

I'm thankful for my laptop, and internet access. So many opportunities have opened up to me through this. Not only for my own enjoyment, but also for ministry. Blogging, Pinterest, my Etsy shop, research, journaling, doing media work for church, preparing devotionals and lessons, e-mail, website creation, photo editing, and on and on. It's like a door. And I am thankful to have a key.

The mission and church trips and events the Lord has allowed me to take part in this year. The Strength To Stand conference in Tennessee and the mission trip to the children's ranch in January. The 30 Hour Famine in April. The mission trip to Chicago in June. What memories, what blessings. I went expecting blessings, but the Lord did for me "... exceeding abundantly above all that we (I) ask(ed) or think (thought)..." in several areas. Such a treasure-trove of memories.

I'm thankful for my 'girls trio' at Victory Rd. - Lela, Piper, and Joy. I'm thankful Lela still goes to VRCA and that I still get to see and hug her every few days. I'm thankful for Piper's poised, mature, wise, fun, refreshing spirit, and for her friendship - so often I forget that she's eleven years younger than me. She is a spot of silver when the day is gray. I'm thankful for silly Joy's goofy friendship, and for the opportunity to influence her spirit to grow.

The S. family has (other than my own family) probably had the most effect on my life this year. Each member in various ways has had a significant impact on me in the past months.
Bro. S.'s firm, quiet example. His hard work ethic, his commitment to and love for his wife and children, his desire to live pleasing God. I know there is hope for America while there are still men like this alive and well.
The way Mrs. S. lives life - unhurried but purposeful. Her simple tenderhearted wisdom, her perception into the needs and troubles of others, and her willingness and efforts to help them; her old-fashioned unaffected hospitality. I want to be like that.
Archer's calm and unapologetic confidence - he does what he does (or doesn't do) because he feels like he has a good reason for doing (or not doing) it, and if you want to change him about it, you must offer his analytical mind well-presented, legitimate, logical arguments. He's a thinker, passionately compassionate, a lover of good, and one of my best friends - one of my 'adopted brothers'. There are things we don't agree on, but there is also so much I have learned from him.
Law. Dear Law. So much like me and so close to where I was at his age that it's almost scary. He is such an amazing person, and when he allows the Lord to be the one in the driver's seat, he's going to be unstoppable. His energy, his love of laughter, his fascination with going against the flow, his appreciation of optimism, his quick wit, his attraction to the stars, his desire to do good, his charisma, his loyalty to a cause. How I have prayed for/fought for him, how I long to see him become the man God wants him to be, how I love this boy, only the Lord Who loves him more knows. How I rejoice in hope.
Sweet Abigail, my 'corny joke buddy' - she knows I will laugh! I love her calm excitement, her love for good, her pretty style, her sturdy spirit, and her willingness to work hard. She's like a flower in the spring, a sunbeam in the summertime, a copper leaf in the fall, and a snowflake in the winter - the spirit of the best and most beautiful of the season. She has written me several notes over the past few months, and with each one I am reminded that younger eyes are watching how I live my life. Oh how I want to be worthy.
And Piper. Precious Piper. She defies the stigma attached to the title 'teenager'. Her perception and wisdom are startling at times. Her thoughtfulness, her sympathy, her light, her uplifting conversation, her love for simplicity and beauty and family - I never fail to be encouraged by a meeting with Piper. To talk with her, whether the conversation is silly or serious, is to be a tired traveler and to be refreshed from a shimmering stream - clear as crystal, rich as silver.
What richness they have brought to my life, what color and texture and depth. How I praise God for merging this family's path with mine.

Victory Rd. Much, if not most, of the heart-break this year has come from it. But the blessings the Lord has used it to accomplish in my life are immeasurable. I have nothing to say that could express my awe and thankfulness effectively for His gift of this church.

It is Thanksgiving morning and there is much to do, so I must be moving on. A Biblical example is always appropriate, so I will close in the style of the writer of the book of Hebrews...

And what more can I say? For the time would fail me to tell of blessings I would praise Him for; of running water and electricity, of food stored up for months ahead, of a stable family life, of access to good books and audios and even some movies, of good friends and Godly examples and family members serving the Lord on the far sides of the globe, of my own copy of the Bible in my own language and the ability to read it, of fresh breezes and thunderstorms in the summer, of hot chocolate and blankets and bonfires in the winter, of craft supplies and ideas and the satisfied feeling after finishing a project, of the sound of a rooster crowing and the friendship of a soft black kitten with a permanent curly-cue at the end of her tail: which encourage me when I'm down, thrill me when I'm happy, comfort me when I'm thoughtful, fascinate me when I'm excited, and calm me when I'm discontent. All these things and more would I name, God having provided them to reprimand my fretfulness, solace my sadness, and rejoice my thankful heart - to make me more into the Christian I should be.

SOLI DEO GLORIA! And Happy Thanksgiving, 2012.

Friday, October 26, 2012

"5 Small Things Friday" No. 56



Go back and read this post for the story behind "Five Small Things Friday".

For this week, here is my list:

1. Sight:

2. Hearing: Archer's Comment About Abigail And Law

3. Smell: The Gym At Victory Rd.

4. Taste: Lunch Thursday

5. Touch: Ava Braiding My Hair

The stories behind the list:

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2. Long story short, Wednesday night after prayer time, we got to discussing how different people 'grow up' differently and mature at different rates.
Archer said Abigail was really difficult for about seven years before they came to Victory Rd. Then he said, "Abigail's grown up alot, and Law will too."
Especially coming from him, and in the context of the rest of the discussion and recent events, I can not even begin to describe what an encouragement that statement was to me.

3. I went to the church yesterday for something, and as I walked into that big empty gym, I was overwhelmed by the smell of memories. I have no idea what the 'smell' in that gym actually is - probably a combination of many smells - but it is a precious one. So much history has been lived in that gym. So much before I came to Victory Rd. So much since I've been here.
As I walked across the floor, it just overwhelmed, slowed, and stopped me. I knelt on the basketball court and prayed for Victory Rd., for the children and young people that have crossed that floor and that cross it every week, and for a particular one especially.

4. Yesterday I took left-overs for my lunch at work: Meatloaf, canned (store-bought) french green beans, mashed sweet potatoes, and home-made macaroni and cheese.

5. Thursday night at College Bible Study I had my hair in a side ponytail and Ava started playing with the curl it made. She asked if I ever braid my hair (I do alot actually, I guess I just haven't much recently) and if it was okay for her to.
Sweet, funny, random, wonderful Ava. Of course I let her.

Friday, June 29, 2012

"5 Small Things Friday" No. 39



Go back and read this post for the story behind "Five Small Things Friday".

For this week, here is my list:

1. Sight: Bobby's Fur

2. Hearing: Wren

3. Smell: Petrichor

4. Taste: Henley's Gumbo

5. Touch: Wind

The stories behind the list:

1. I was outside yesterday doing some yard work and being followed around by our three cats. After my work, I sat down in our open garage to pet them for a few minutes and cool off before I went inside. I was struck again by the beauty in Bobby's fur. Bobby is just a cat, but he still praises his Creator simply by displaying the Lord's creativity. Bobby has a beautiful orange and rust striped coat, with bright pure white splashes on his face, chest, and paws. The richness of the orange stripes and the purity of the bright white are so striking. The Lord is so detailed and creative in the design of even His simplest creatures.

2. Several times this week I've been outside and heard the jaunty trilling of a cheeky little wren. I was afraid our cats had driven off the wrens, and it was so good to hear the cheerful little voice.

3. I learned a new word recently, and it is becoming one of my favorites: "Petrichor". Petrichor is the smell outside after it rains. One of my most favorite smells in the world. Sunday night we had a tiny shower, but it still made the earth smell refreshed and cool.

4. Last night dear Henley made gumbo and brought it to Bible Study to share. I'm ususally not a gumbo person, but that gumbo was exeptionally good! She also brought sweet tea, and Henley's sweet tea is probably the best I've ever had.

5. Tuesday and Wednesday I worked on mowing our big yard. I love to mow! The only thing is, we have the kind of earmuffs that are hard against your ears and head. So by the time I got close to finishing the yard, my head was sore and my ears felt pinched and hot. I took the earmuffs off for the last few minutes, and the little breeze that was blowing felt deliciously cool and sweet against my poor little ears :) !

Thursday, June 28, 2012

Thursday Night College Bible Study Ups And Downs

Wow. So our Thursday Night College-age Bible Study has been through alot since it's beginning approximately three years ago. Started off a little slow, but then began to pick up momentum, and for a couple of years, it only got better and better as the months went on. We had great victories, times of learning and sharing, and bonding as a group of between fifteen and twenty. We had downs too, times of discouragement and disappointment, but we always grew from it, and the Lord always helped us bounce back; if not in numbers, in quality of friendships and deep learning of Him.
Then last year, for various reasons, a slow slump seemed to start setting in, and at the beginning of this year we began shrinking by leaps and bounds. By last month, it was down to five people.

I've struggled with it quite a bit. More than I've let on to others. I love our Thursday night Bible study. In that class I've learned so much, loved so much, hurt, grown, talked alot, and hopefully listened more. My mind has been opened to concepts I'd never even thought about, though I've been raised on the Bible, and been to church all my life. I feel like my dependence on, love for, and awe of the Lord has increased exponentially because of that class. Not to mention the precious people I've spent this close fellowship with, nearly every week for three years, who have become more dear to me than I can express, though I sometimes try. I mourned to see the group crumbling around the edges. But it was when pieces started dropping out of the core that it broke my heart. Dear Aron, Henley, and also Austin, have been faithfully keeping on, leading us forward, trying to plan with their hope and eyes on future re-invigoration.
But I know they must be discouraged.

In our last couple of meetings a few weeks ago, we decided to change things up a little, and start dividing into two groups (male and female), doing studies specific to each group. So that we could still have the group fellowship and interaction, we'd meet together for the first fifteen or twenty minutes, divide up to do our studies for about an hour, then meet back again for the last fifteen or so minutes and have a group prayer time together.
I honestly had no idea how that would work. I mean, there were five of us. Aron and Henley were hoping the new plan would encourage some of the new high-school seniors and others to start coming, who might be a little intimidated by a group, but would enjoy being part of a smaller just-men or just-ladies group. But though I tried to be hopeful for their sakes, I must admit I was inwardly very skeptical. I'm still not sure about it, but after tonight, I'm definitely encouraged.

After having Bible School three weeks ago, and being in *Illinois for two Thursdays (Bible Study was canceled those days), today I was SO looking forward to being back at Bible Study on a Thursday night, no matter how discouraged I was!
We've been so busy today, and with only a few minutes until we needed to leave for town, I called to Trissy to make sure she was getting ready. She came slowly into my room where I was making a mad dash for my Bible and a hairbrush, and told me she'd decided not to go tonight. All I could think was, "Poor Aron and Henley." But I didn't have time to question her, so I just went on alone. When I got there, the only other vehicle was Aron and Henley's truck, but when I went around the corner of the building, found that door locked, and came back around to go in another one, Justice and Noel's vehicle was there! I was so excited! They hadn't been to Bible Study since they moved back!
I went upstairs to the youth room where we meet, and found not only Aron, Henley, baby Timothy, Justice, and Noel, but also Randy, Law, and Simon!! At first I thought maybe Law and Simon had just been there to play their instruments together for a while, and would leave, but it soon became evident they meant to stay. In just a few minutes, Bro. Mike came in too.
The evening went really well. And this was just the first night trying this new set-up. But to see those new faces, and to have long-absent old members back with us, was a boost and encouragement I cannot describe.

I don't know what the future of the class is, but I believe the Lord can and will still do great things with it. I hope the boys stay, and that some of the other members will come back, and that we can reach out to new ones. But above all, I hope we that are there, will learn more, live richer, and grow deeper in our lives for Christ.

*More on that in another post.

Friday, May 18, 2012

"5 Small Things Friday" No. 33



Go back and read this post for the story behind "Five Small Things Friday".

For this week, here is my list:

1. Sight: A Gold-laced Sunset

2. Hearing: After-class Wednesday Night Prayer Time

3. Smell: Gardenia Bush

4. Taste: Henley's Peanut-butter-cup-chip Chocolate Cookies

5. Touch: Ava's Engagement Ring

The stories behind the list:

1. I'm not usually a big fan of sunsets. I prefer sunrises. Beginnings, not endings, I guess. But this week I witnessed a sunset that absolutely took my breath away. I was on my way back to our house one evening (don't remember where I'd been... probably music practice), and as I passed a field close to where we live, I looked over at the setting sun, and it was dazzling. The sun was just behind the top edge of a spreading group of dusky blue clouds, but it's rays were reaching up and turning the long stretch of the upper edge of the clouds a shimmering gold. That's really what it looked like - gold with the light shining on it. The picture was gorgeous. That stretching expanse of dark green field, and those slate-blue, billowy-textured clouds, trimmed in brilliant golden lace.

2. After class on Wednesday nights, we always have a prayer time for whoever would like to stay and participate. It usually ends up being a group of the college kids. But what sweet times we've had! Treasured memories of those earnest voices, lifted to the Lord in thanks and/or supplication. Seldom have I felt my love for my friends so strongly, as when I hear them pray.

3. Our gardenia bush is blooming. The sweet summery smell sweeps me off my feet every time I pass that part of the yard.

4. Dear Henley made cookies for our Thursday night college Bible study class last night. They were chocolate cookies, with peanut-butter chips in them. Henley is a good cook anyway, but these cookies were exceptional!

5. Austin had Ava's engagement ring at church Sunday night at the college supper, so that whoever wanted to see it could, before he gave it to her. Mom thought it was cheating Ava just a little - the gang getting to see it before she did, when it was for her. But I thought it was neat - our college group is very close, we're each others' brothers and sisters in a sense, and he was including us in this landmark time of his life.
The ring is beautiful - a dainty style, the main diamond set in the center of a smooth-cornered square of other tiny diamonds. Ava loves sapphires, and one of the reasons Austin picked this ring is because under the diamonds (you can only see it if you look at the ring from the side instead of the top), a sapphire is hidden.
A special significance, from him to her.

Friday, April 27, 2012

'Everything...'

I have such a mix of emotions running through me right now. So many random and yet related things have happened the last few days, and I am whirling inside with my feelings about them. Yet, at the same time, I have that indescribable 'peaceful anxiety' Jay Austin talks about on the movie Flywheel. Here are some of my thoughts on everything.

This 30 Hour Famine thing - alot of what I'm feeling I owe to it. It starts this afternoon and there is still so much to do. I wonder if Archer got any sleep at all last night. Poor guy looked like he was just functioning in automatic at Bible study yesterday evening.
This has really been a huge bite for him to chew, but I can see (Trissy mentioned it as well) that he has grown up a little bit more since he took on this project. Lots of responsibility involved, and though he's undoubtedly equal to that, it has still been alot of pressure on him, with school and a job, not to mention wanting to spend time with his family, as well. I've been proud of him - though I'm still not fully sure how I feel about this whole 30 Hour Famine thing, I've been proud to see Archer's character and heart displayed so sweetly, yet with his own signature approach and brand of passion.
I pray that God will use this event to help grow him into the great man of God that he could be, and that it seems he is already well on his way to becoming.
Archer looked so overwhelmed when he left last night from Bible study, Trissy suggested we have prayer for him before we drove away. She prayed the sweetest prayer. All I could have said was, "Dittos" and my prayer would have been just exactly what I wanted to say!

Mom's oldest sister and her husband are also coming to visit today from a couple of states over. They both suffer from poor health and various ailments, so when they get to make the trip, it is quite a treat. The only thing this time is, Trissy and I will only get to see them for a couple of hours before we head to the church for the 30HF, and they leave tomorrow while we'll still be at the church. We didn't even know they hoped to come until a couple of weeks ago, so the schedule clash was unavoidable. We're trying to get ready for them, plus the Famine, not to mention the disappointment of missing most of their rare visit.

I've had four Etsy sales in the last two weeks. I'd only had three sales before that, in the over-a-year that my shop has been set up.

One of the college girls from church who had her (very nice Nikon D3100) camera with her at Strength To Stand, had promised to get me copies of the pictures, but still hadn't. I got to really wanting to see them again earlier this week, so I texted her and she said she'd take the card to church Wednesday night and I could transfer the pictures to my laptop. She forgot, but went back to her house, got the whole camera, and sent it to my class by another girl, so now I've got it at home with me! What's so great, is that she is my 'secret sister/prayer partner' this year at church, and one of the gifts I'd wanted to give her was a camera strap cover. But I had no idea what the measurements of her camera strap were, and had no idea how I could get them without her knowing about it! Now that strap has basically been handed to me to measure on a silver platter.

Yesterday at work, Simon and Joy (his younger sister) came to afterschool for a few minutes and Simon played basket ball with one of the little boys while Joy chatted with me. She comes out frequently to visit and keep me company, and - though she's more than ten years younger than me - she is so sweet and I really enjoy having someone more mature than just the little kids to talk to :D . Anyway, after a few minutes Bro. Blake came by to get them. He called to Simon something about Law waiting for him. Law and Simon are really good, if not best, friends. Law and Abigail and Piper used to go to VRCA, and Simon really missed him when the S. kids started being home-schooled instead. Of course they all still go to Victory Rd. though, and the boys get together at other times too. Joy told me they were going to spend the afternoon kayaking at the reservoir.
Later, after I'd left work, the sun was behind me and in the faces of those I was passing as I turned off the main road through town onto the one leading out of town, back to our 'neck of the woods'. There was a little string of vehicles waiting to turn back into town at the stop sign. I noticed a gold suburban-like vehicle with a green kayak and a red kayak strapped to the top, and looked down at the people inside. Sure enough, it was Simon and Law in Law's new vehicle (well, new to him - it's not new new), heading home at the end of the afternoon. The sun was in their faces, their green eyes were shining, and Law's right hand was draped over the steering wheel, his head bobbing in time to music as his chin rested in his other hand, propped up by his elbow in the open window. I waved hard as I passed, but they were lost in their own little world. That picture though, was such a blessing. Even if I hadn't known those boys, I would have loved it. They looked so carefree and youthful and wholesome and old-fashioned - two youths on their way home from an afternoon jaunt, enjoying the carefree days of summer.

So, good things are happening. Little sweets dropped into my life by my God Who loves me, possibly as a way of saying, "Hey, don't worry. I love the people you love, WWWWWAAAAAYYYYY more than you do, or ever could. I've got them - it's okay. And I love you."

One of the songs Austin picked out for our music group to do this week was "10,000 Reasons (Bless the Lord)", one of the most beautiful songs I've ever heard. So powerful, both in lyrics and musical composition. It has this sweet, haunting, Celtic-y sort of sound. Mom commented that it would sound good with a penny whistle, which I have and am trying to learn to play, but I'm already playing the keyboard and the keyboard part is tricky enough! We practiced a long time Tuesday night, trying to get all the timing down, and all the kinks worked out. The other guys love to tease me, but they're so patient and forgiving with my mistakes too, encouraging and instructing where I need it. I'd never been really nervous about playing with them (I'm not the type that gets stage fright), but I was nervous about playing that song. Even though it wouldn't be the end of the world if we messed up, the keyboard was the main part, and if I messed up, it would make them look bad. I just didn't want to let them down.
Well, Wednesday we did the song, and no, I didn't fall on my face and it wasn't terrible, but I didn't come in at a couple of spots just right, and it wasn't perfect.
As Austin passed me when we went back to our seats, he whispered, "Good job." I think one of his spiritual gifts must be encouragement :) . The others never said anything one way or another, whether they forgot, or didn't get a chance, or what, I don't know. I did my best, but I still felt bad. With more practice, maybe I'll do better if we do that one again - I just hated the thought that maybe I'd let them down.

So anyway, that's a few thoughts on everything that is happening lately. Good things, disappointments, but everything works together to bring good. I've got to hurry off to make sure I've got everything I need for the Famine. Looking forward to seeing what God does through it. I thank the Lord for this peace that I'm sure is coming from Him in the middle of all this! Hopefully I can understand and learn the lesson.

Friday, April 20, 2012

"5 Small Things Friday" No. 29



Go back and read this post for the story behind "Five Small Things Friday".

For this week, here is my list:

1. Sight: 'My Brown-eyed Boy' And A Friend At Thursday Night Bible Study

2. Hearing: A Bug Buzzing

3. Smell:

4. Taste: Cheetos

5. Touch: A Young Friend Resting Her Head On My Shoulder

The stories behind the list:

1. Several of us have been trying to get 'my brown-eyed boy' to come to our Thursday night college Bible study for a couple of months. He's always said he didn't have a car. Which he doesn't, but we keep telling him someone could pick him up. Well, for whatever the reason, whether he forgets or whatever, he hasn't come. Finally we stopped pestering him about it. He knows he's welcome. Anyway, last night he showed up and brought a friend! They were late, but he said he didn't know what time we started. Anyway, it was such a boost when they walked in! Maybe they'll come back.

2. I was the only one in one end of the house and was sitting doing something quiet, but there was a tiny bug hovering around pestering me. Suddenly, with the quiet and stillness, I noticed a tiny humming/buzzing sound. It was so faint, I knew it was that tiny little bug. And it just got me thinking. If there was any other sound in the room, or even in that end of the house, I would not have been able to hear that miniscule little 'voice' - it would have been intirely drowned. Yet it was humming anyhow. And since everything was quiet, I could hear it.
There has to be an object lesson in that somewhere.

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4. I know they are horrible for you, but I love Cheetos. I had a little bag of them I'd been hoarding for a rainy day, and Wednesday (since I wouldn't get supper 'til after church) I took them with me to work. They were SO good! Then during class, I started feeling shaky - I hadn't had much lunch, and then just a snack before church, and I was afraid if I didn't eat something, I wouldn't make it driving back to the house. So after class I went down to the kitchen - there are usually snacks of some kind that people bring and leave for whoever wants them. Guess what I found? A gallon bag of Cheetos! I put me some in a little styrofoam coffee cup (no, I did not eat the whole bag!) and they certainly helped.

5. There is a trio of middle-school girls who comes to various church events at Victory Rd. I'm not sure where they're from or how they got started coming, but they usually come to Thursday morning breakfast, and I think they come on Wednesday night too. I first got to know them at D-Now last year. Anyhow, Trissy and I have been trying to really reach out to them and show them friendship. We get to talk to them at breakfast on Thursday mornings, and try to give them a hug either when they get there or when they start to leave. This Thursday two of them came - the oldest one and the middle one. When everybody was in line, I felt a hand on my arm. I thought it might be one of Mrs. Renae's two girls, but as I turned, she rested her head on my shoulder for a second and I realized it was the oldest of the trio. I smiled at her and reached back and squeezed her fingers on my arm. This is what it's about. Touching another life with the love Christ has shown to us. How I hope and pray my life is acting as a magnet, to draw others - like this dear girl - to the hope and joy only Jesus can give to life.

Monday, March 19, 2012

A Typical Week

Just for fun, and because life is always changing, I thought I'd record a rough schedule/description of what a typical week in my life is like right now. Of course there are variations from day to day and week to week, but below is a 'skeleton schedule' if you will, of my weeks at this point in my life.

Monday -
Chores and helping Mom, then if all the chores are done, free time (crafting, internet time, etc.) until time to get lunch. After lunch, clean up, then finishing chores if they weren't finished in the morning, and (if there's time) a short 'power nap' until time to leave for work. Off for town by 2:30, to get to the school by 3:00. Work at VRCA after-school from 3:00 'til 5:30. After leaving work and dropping off the other after-school worker (whose car is out of commission right now) at her house, go to meet Dad, Mom, and Trissy at 6:30 at our Hispanic friend's house for Bible study with her and her three young children, until 7:30. Supper, and family or free time until bed, around 9:00.

Tuesday -
Chores, random duties, and project or free time until lunch. Get lunch ready and on, eat, clean up. Then same as morning until around 5:00. Try to exercise with Dad and/or Trissy sometime during the day. Get ready to go to music practice with the youth music group at the church. Leave for town at 5:30. Music practice at 6:00. Ending time varies, depending on if we are learning a new song, and how hard it is, but we typically get done between 7:00 and 7:30. Back to the house, supper and family or free time until bed.

Wednesday -
Pretty much the same as Monday, except after work, I head over to Victory Rd. for Wednesday night church. At 6:00, the youth music group runs through the night's music again, and has prayer asking the Lord's blessing on our playing and singing. Music, then class from 6:30 until 8:00. Youth prayer meeting after class is over, ending anywhere from 8:45 to 9:30. Trissy and I don't always get to stay though. Head back to the house, supper and family or free time until bed.

Thursday -
Off to town early enough to pick up the pastor's (of the church The Grandparents attend) twin sons and get to the church by 7:00 for Thursday morning devotional breakfast. After breakfast, usually Mom has given us a Wal*Mart list, and we go grocery shopping, trying to get back to the house as early as possible. The rest of the morning and afternoon are pretty much the same as Tuesday, until about 5:30. Then eat a light snack or supper and get ready to leave at 6:00 for Thursday night college Bible Study at 6:30. Bible study from approximately 6:30 until approximately 8:00. Head back to the house, supper and family or free time until bed.

Friday -
Pretty much just like Monday and Wednesday, except that after work I leave town. Friday night is 'Family Night' and we usually spend supper and the evening up at The Grandparents' house. Alot of times we'll have a country 'breakfast-for-supper' supper, like grits, scrambled eggs, home-made biscuits and gravy or jelly, bacon or sausage, or waffles and peanut butter and syrup. After cleaning up the kitchen, we'll usually listen to an audio, watch a movie, or someone will read a book out loud to the rest until about 9:00. Help The Grandparents to bed, then back to our house down the lane at about 9:30, and to bed as soon as possible.

Saturday -
Pretty much just like Tuesday and Thursday, except don't go anywhere unless it's a random event. Try to have Sunday dinner done, or at least well on it's way.

Sunday -
Get up moving quickly if I didn't get my clothes laid out and ironed the night before. If they don't have to be ironed, and if we don't have to cook or finish cooking Sunday dinner, get to stay in bed a little later than other mornings. Home-made milkshakes for breakfast - quick, healthy, and super yummy - and out the door as close to 9:00 as possible, to get to Victory Rd. for Sunday School at 9:30. Stop to help The Grandparents to their church on our way to Victory Rd.
Sunday School from 9:30 to 10:30. Music service from about 10:45 until about 11:20. Preaching until 12:00. Stand around and chat with people after services if we have a few minutes, but The Grandparents are usually out of their services and waiting on us to help get lunch. Go up to The Grandparents for lunch. Usually done and cleaned up by about 1:45 or 2:00. Back to the house for a Sunday afternoon nap. Trissy and I get up about 3:30 to eat a snack and head back to the church at 4:00 for choir practice at 4:30. Choir practice until about 5:30. Dad and Mom get to the church about 5:40. Evening church services from 5:45 until about 7:00. Get to do more visiting with people after church in the evening than in the morning. Trissy and I head over to either Aron and Henley's or another young couple's house for the college-age Sunday night supper/fellowship. The whole group is paired up, and each week is another pair's turn to provide supper for everyone. We rotate around and it's alot cheaper than going out to eat, and we still get to have supper together every Sunday night! Aron and Henley and the other young couple (Aron's cousin and her husband) take turns hosting it, since they have their own houses. Usually everyone disperses between 8:00 and 9:00.

And so ends a week full of adventures, disappointments, surprises, wonderful blessings, and whatever else makes up life.

Friday, March 2, 2012

"5 Small Things Friday" No. 22



Go back and read this post for the story behind "Five Small Things Friday".

For this week, here is my list:

1. Sight: Clouds And Kids At VRCA

2. Hearing: First Practice With The Youth Music Group

3. Smell: Burnt Squash

4. Taste: Frosted Mini Wheats

5. Touch: Going Barefoot On Our Carpet

The stories behind the list:

1. At after-school Wednesday, I was outside with the kids, and I believe it was one of them that noticed and pointed out the majestic-ness of the huge clouds moving slowly across the sky overhead. The afternoon sun shining through the trees at the edge of the school yard also shone gloriously through the spaces in the great clouds, making them brilliant shades of silver, gray, and pure white, and gilding the edges with dazzling gold. The kids as they stood still, play forgotten, mesmerized by the beautiful sight and staring up at the sky with gaping mouths and curious eyes, were as wonderful to see as the clouds themselves.

2. Well, Tuesday was the fulfillment of a long-held, but contentedly-suppressed dream of mine: To play keyboard for/with our group of young musicians at the church, who play for the young people's class on Wednesday nights (and for the Sunday morning service on the first Sunday of the month after a "5th Sunday").
Andrea had to have surgery to fix an ankle injury, and this past Thursday instead of having our college-age Bible Study, we took the church van and went and visited her. Austin, Archer, Aron, Henley, and Timothy, and Trissy and I were the ones that went. Austin and Archer had bought a special cable to hook up her TV with a DVD player or something right beside her bed so she could watch it without having to bother her mom to come put on something for her. She was pretty thrilled :) . After the boys got it hooked up, we all sat or stood around in her little room for a while, watching the "Swamp People" show that was on, and chatting during commercials. During one, Austin turned to me and asked, "So what are you doing Tuesday night?" I thought for a minute, but couldn't think of anything that I knew of, and asked how come he was wondering. I had forgotten that the youth music group practiced on Tuesday nights. He asked if I'd like to come and play keyboard for them. Would I?! I said I'd love to, but I didn't know how to play chords, which I knew was what they needed. He and Archer (who was listening by this time) both said that was no big deal, I could learn, and they would help me along if I needed it. I thanked them and said I'd ask Dad and Mom and let them know.
I was thrilled! I'd been secretly wishing I could play with the group for a while, but 1) I knew I couldn't play chords, 2) I hadn't been invited, and 3) I enjoyed listening to them! and if I was playing, I'd be on that side of it instead. So I was satisfied where I was, and tried to give encouragement and support to them whenever I could. Now I was being given this honor, and even if Dad and Mom said no, I'd still have that warm feeling of knowing they had wanted me. But Dad and Mom said yes, and Tuesday night was my first practice! I spent a huge part of the day Monday looking up YouTube videos and chording music, trying to teach myself enough to get started, or so that I could at least ask intelligent questions if I needed to.
But it really wasn't that hard. I found an excellent, simple, instruction video on YouTube, learned the basic chords and how to read them, and got off to a good start with my keyboard chording education :) !
So Tuesday night rolled around, and I got to the church a little before time, just to make sure I'd be there on time! The boys set up the keyboard, and put me right in the center of the group. That turned out to be just perfect for me starting out. That way I had each of them right next to me, and it was pretty hard to get lost - I could just tilt my head one way or another and hear whichever instrument loud and clear that could help me keep on track.
Julia singing slightly ahead to my right, helped me keep my place and where we were in the song. Law and his bass guitar slightly behind to my right, picking each bass note strong so I could tell which chord I was supposed to be playing right then. Simon on the drums behind and on my left, helped me feel the timing. Archer strumming his acoustic guitar ahead to my left, led the rhythm and helped me feel when we were fixing to change chords. Austin directly in front of me, either picking on his electric guitar, singing, or playing his cajon (Pronounced, "kuh-HONE". It's a box drum.), filled in the spaces and kept everything together.
It was challenging, but not overwhelming, everything sounded really good, and I appreciated again the talent and great potential the Lord has given to these young people. When we said good night and I left, I felt like I was on cloud nine.

3. Bless her heart one of our family cooks (I won't name which one) fixed squash for our lunch Thursday, but it burnt. Not so bad that we couldn't eat it, but you could smell it. And it smelt for all the world like cigarette smoke! The whole house smelled like that for quite a while, and it brought back memories of sad classmates I had in college that would smell like that. It made me thankful that the Lord has blessed me with a family that doesn't smoke.

4. Thursday night coming in from College Bible Study I was so hungry, and I was going to spend the night with The Grandparents. Whenever I'm at their house and I'm hungry, all I want is cereal! Jaylyn and Jewel, y'all know what I'm talking about! The Grandmother is famous among the grandchildren for having a stash of various cereals that she keeps for us :) . Bless her heart! I came in Thursday night, and she sent me into the kitchen for a bowl of Frosted Mini Wheats. They were SO good!

5. Our carpet is several years old and rather worn in spots, but Monday morning the weather was so fresh and cool (not cold) that I went barefoot all morning. That wonderful old carpet felt SO fluffy and soft under my feet!

Monday, July 25, 2011

"Go Ye"

I am experiencing a sense of gentle melancholy. I’m not really sure where it comes from, unless it’s the fact that our group of college-age young people will soon no longer be what it once was - which sounds a little clichéd perhaps, but is true nonetheless. Nearly half of us will soon be gone, dispersed into the world to ‘begin again’ - in a sense - putting into practice the lessons and experiences we’ve been storing up from our time here. Landon and Oliver have been gone, attending Bible College in a next-door state, though Landon is back visiting for the summer. For the others, Austin, Camille, Lindy, and Russell will be moving to a four-year college an hour away – Austin and Camille returning there for their last year, Lindy and Russell for their first. They may or may not be able to return for mid-week services and events. Toby will be moving 4 hours away to the state college, driving back only every other weekend to save gas. Oliver is married and settled in the college there, and Landon will be going back when the summer is over. The hardest though, is Justice and Noel, who in just a couple of weeks will be moving several states away for Justice to go to seminary (needless to say, our time with them will be practically non-existent). It seems when they go, our college group as we know it will ‘officially’ be over.

The gang is disintegrating. The time we have here right now for a few more days will never be the same again. This past year and a half or so together has been a priceless time that can never be made back just like it was, once it has gone. We are all growing up. We came together at the beginning of a dramatic time of change in all our lives, enjoyed a precious time of camaraderie and enriching friendship, and now must separate to make our own ways, complete the change, finish the process that will make us into the individuals and adults that the Lord had in mind when He created us. We’ve laughed together, learned together, prayed together, argued, agreed, disagreed, discussed, lived together (some of us), worried about each other, loved each other, exposed and been exposed, and even wept together at times. We’ve shared secrets and hidden secrets. We’ve withdrawn. We’ve bonded. Once we’ve separated, we will never come back together in just the same fashion again. This time can never be reproduced. Yet even this sadness is sweet. It is colored with the good memories and friendships that cannot be erased. And the parting is itself proof that we have grown, that we are benefitting from the lessons the Lord has put us through. We are moving on, spreading out, flying away from the dandelion head one seed at a time, to light again in another location and give rise to another experience like the one we came from. And some of us will stay, falling only an inch or two from the old stem, or clinging to it to continue it's life and work. Who those will be, only the Lord knows, and only time will tell.

And though I am in a sense depressed at the undeniable fact that this season is over, I am also excited. This dear group of which the Lord has so graciously allowed me to be the most insignificant part, is full of potential! Full of brilliant minds, bright eyes, eager hearts, and exalted souls. Full of life, youth, and the typical undaunted zeal and unconquered invincibility of the young. Naïve in some ways, it must be admitted, yet wise beyond their years in areas where the typical college-age young person is sadly and sorely lacking. Each one has unique talents, temperaments, oddities, and virtues. Each one is invaluable. Each one is irreplaceable.

Camille, with her confidence, brains, and compassion. Autumn, with her quietness, skills of observation, and servant’s heart. Austin, with his courage, meekness, and charm. Justice, with his boldness, desire to learn, and no-holds-barred attitude. Noel, willing, frank, and practical. Aron, thoughtful, impetuous, and honest. Henley, sweet, unselfish, and giving. Toby, mission-minded, humble, and fun. Lindy, reliable, self-effacing, and brave. Archer, wise, opinionated, and generous. Russell, happy, tenderhearted, and our entertainer. Landon, adventurous, kind, and undaunted. Trissy, quiet, hardworking, and friend of the oddball. And the others.
For myself, I leave others to critique. All are passionate.

So that contributes to my melancholy that is not wholly melancholy. Those who are departing are going with great goals – to be impacts on their new corners of the world – to be used by the Lord to do His work. To become great for His name. Those who will stay will carry on together until the Lord again divides the group. We will continue to learn, to grow, and to challenge and be challenged. We will continue to uplift and encourage each other. We will continue on. We will serve our Lord where we are.

And if each continues to seek their Lord to this goal (may it be so, dear God!), then He will toughen their determination, strengthen their strengths, gently and gradually reveal to them their faults and foibles, help them to lay those aside, and press them on toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God, for the glory of Jesus Christ.

SOLI DEO GLORIA!

“The LORD hath done great things for us; whereof we are glad.” Ps. 126:3

Friday, March 4, 2011

D-Now 2011 - Expectations

About a month ago, I guess it was, Justice began sending a daily e-mail out to each person of the college class with a quote from a preacher, missionary, or author, or something thought-provoking or encouraging, and then a little note from himself at the end. Now for the past week or so, leading up to D-Now, he's been sending quotes on prayer, since that's the theme. D-Now begins this evening about 6:30. This is his e-mail from today :) :

"DNOW IS HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Im not putting a quote today, but I just want to encourage everyone to be ready for tonight. It is going to be a great weekend! Archer and I got to spend most of the night with the band, and after talking with them and learning where their hearts are at, I think I can speak for us both that we were impressed. We are going to have a great time of worship, and I can not wait to hear what God has given [the visiting preacher] to say. Remember group leaders try to be at the church around five if not earlier to make sure everything is ready, and to greet your groups as they come in. Hope everyone has a great day, because I know the night is going to be great. Love you guys!
-Justice"

The 'band' he mentioned is a group from up north. They are all in their teens or twenties, I'd say, and there are two girls and four boys. Archer went to school with one of the boys, so we invited them to come on his recomendation. Yesterday, as I mentioned, we canceled College Bible Study and worked on finishing up what needed to be done to get ready for the weekend, instead. Trissy and I got there as the 'band' was unloading, so we went out and met them. A couple travels with them, who are the parents of two of the boys, and one of the girls. The other girl is married to one of the sons, and one of the other boys is courting the daughter. The last boy is a friend (hope all that made sense!). Trissy and I were thrilled to find out that they were homeschooled! Well, the brothers and sister were, but all six of the young people were either homeshooled or private schooled.
I am looking forward to finding out more about these kids. I would not have guessed by looking at them that they believed in courting or homeschooling, but that goes to show (again!) that you really can't always judge a book by it's cover. The daughter-in-law especially struck me as having what the Bible called 'an excellent spirit' - gentle, kind and friendly, honest, open, meek, and cheerful.

I must admit, I have no idea what their music is like - I pray the Lord will be glorified.

I'm fixing to head on over to the church to help finish up the last-minute stuff.
Please continue praying.

Oh! One more thing before I go: the high school was supposed to have a parade Saturday and anyone in the high school band HAS to be in it (supposedly. *rolls eyes* Dumb Mardi-Gras! Anyway...). That means ALOT of our youth group, would miss a big part of D-Now tomorrow, to have to be in the parade!
A 70% chance of rain had been predicted, and Bro. Mike said Wednesday night that he was praying it would rain so the parade would be canceled. We started praying too, and ( :D ) yesterday evening when we were there at the church working, he told us that it HAD BEEN canceled! Praise the Lord!

Ok, I'm gone for real now ;) .

{Note to Uncle Alvin's girls: Please forgive the lack of a recent e-mail! I AM working on it, just with school, and work, and the grandparents, and church, and and and... *sigh*
Maybe you can gather at least some of the news from here. :/
P.S. Y'all let me know what you want your names to be on here - preferably something that matches your initials, since you've already left comments with them. You need something more than 'Uncle Alvin's two youngest daughters' as a title ;D !
P.S.2. Please pray for this D-Now thing!
Love y'all!}


SOLI DEO GLORIA!

Thursday, March 3, 2011

D-Now 2011


This weekend (Friday evening, all day Saturday, and Sunday morning) Victory Rd. will be hosting a youth (Junior High and Highschool age) event called 'D-Now' - it stands for Disciple Now, and these events evidently go on all over the contry. The focus is always on discipleship, and ours will be teaching on prayer. I'm really excited, and kind of nervous at the same time. There is alot of potential to really change some lives through this conference, and I know maybe that wording is somewhat over-used ('life-changing'), but prayer is such a powerful thing, and there has seemingly been such a resistance from Satan as we've worked so hard getting ready for this, as if he knows what an impact it could have for the Lord's glory. Bro. Mike is almost running ragged trying to coordinate all the details, and the college kids have been given the primary roles and responsibilities related to the event. But we have definitly also experienced the Lord's help as we've gotten ready. There has been unity among the workers, unselfish giving of time and resources and hospitality, and little details that have just fallen into place.

The study series we are going to be using is called "Permission to Speak Freely" by Andy Stanley. It's taught from Matthew 6:5-15 (the "Lord's Prayer"). Bro. Mike wanted all the small-group leaders and primary workers to watch the sermons before D-Now, but Trissy and I have only gotten half-way through them; so far it's seemed good and thought-provoking, and I feel like I've learned from it, even though I've grown up in a 'Christian' environment. I'm hoping we can finish them today.

During the day, there will be small-group sessions in host homes (which is where the college young people are going to be group leaders and where we will use the videos), and in the evening there will be a preaching and service at the church building, then there will be anther small-group session when everyone has gone back to their host homes after the service.

Dad didn't want Trissy and me to be group leaders since that would mean spending the night at someone's house, but we are working in other areas, and hopefully we can go to the sessions, just not stay the night.

Saturday night will be the 'climax', in a way, ending with the 'Prayer Walk'. There are 18 'stations' set up in various classrooms in the church, each focusing on a specific area or caegory of prayer, and the students will go through it one at a time, taking as long as they need to at each station, with adults postioned along the way to help or guide. This has probably taken the most work to put together, and I can see it REALLY having an impact.

Please be praying that the Lord will use this D-Now thing to really work in the lives of these kids, and the adults too! All involved. So many of the young people that come to Victory Rd. are the only believers in their families, have troubled lives, or are not even saved, just come because of the kindness that is shown them. Pray that the believers would be encouraged and strengthened and 'grown' in the Lord. Pray that those who do not know Christ as their Savior would accept Him. Pray that those who are struggling would be comforted. Pray that those who are fighting would surrender.

We are canceling our Thursday Night College Bible Study and going to all work on the last-minute touches and details.

I don't know if I've even made coherent sense through this post; I just knew that I wanted to record some of my thoughts before tomorrow night when it starts, and also to ask anyone who reads this to be praying for it.
Thanks!

SOLI DEO GLORIA!

-Kyrie<><
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Friday, November 12, 2010

It's A Wrap!


Well, I guess I will (Lord willing) be posting the 'movie' when it is finished. I wasn't sure if I would at first - but I got permission from almost all the people who so kindly played parts, and hopefully you will see it up here within a week or so. Thank you all once again SSSOOO much for your prayers through this!!! The whole thing has been ridiculously rollercoaster-ish, with soaring victories and dramatic crashes, and I am sooo thankful to finally be almost through! Today in class we should be saving our finished products, and that will be that. Well, at least until next week when we show them in class... (trying not to think about that until I've got to - makes me nervous-er than I already am *teeth chattering* ).

Archer and Lindy were the two 'main characters' and both were such good sports about it. I thank the Lord for all the dear friends He has given me!
Lindy generously submitted to her part, but picked and teased mercilessly about it, 'til I almost wished I hadn't asked her. But she insists that it really doesn't bother her, she just thinks it's funny that it bothers me. Anyway, she really is a dear Christian girl, and I pray the Lord will use her portrayal to lead many people into the right way.
Archer literally gave up hours of his time to be my main character, and absolutely would not take the gas money I wanted to give him, insisting that a batch of muffins was satisfactory payment (Trissy and I have become 'famous' for the home-made muffins we frequently take to our Thursday night college Bible study, and Archer is one of our biggest fans). That boy is almost as stubborn as I am! I finally let him win when I saw that he just would not be beaten this time.
Side note: Don't be too shocked at Archer's long-ish hair in the movie. Another thing he gave up for this project was a haircut. We had already taken about half the pictures the first week, and had another week to go, when he commented that he was feeling a little "shabby", because he was over-due for a haircut, but he hated to get one and then have short-hair long-hair back and forth throughout, and mess up my movie. I actually hadn't noticed, but I told him he was being inconvenienced enough already, and to just go ahead. But he said it was ok. "I think it's the longest it's ever been, so one more week won't hurt." :) Ok buddy, your choice. ;)

Anyway, I've got to go, but long story short, there were actually alot of people who gave to this project. I thank the Lord for them.

'Til next time, Keep Looking Up!

SOLI DEO GLORIA!

-Kyrie<><

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Thursday, February 25, 2010

Odds And Ends, And Recent Happenings

Ok, this post is just sort of random stuff that's been happening in my life lately, and I thought I'd share it...

This is just something small that happened about a week ago, that reminded me that the Lord just likes to make us smile sometimes!
I have a keychain that a friend gave me for my birthday years ago, but it is probably my most treasured possession next to my Bible. It is a sturdy little metal cross with ivy engraved on it, and the words, "With God, all things are possible." I was getting ready for bed the other night about a week ago, and thinking about some things I'd like to see happen, but that seemed almost impossible. I flipped back the covers to crawl in, and there was that keychain, in the bed! "With God, all things are possible" My mind immediately jumped... maybe it would happen! Then, almost as soon as I thought that, this verse popped into my head, "...I perceive that in all things ye are too superstitious. ..." Of course, this is the Apostle Paul addressing the Athenians on Mars' Hill, but the timing was just so perfect, that it made me laugh out loud! I believe the Lord truly does have a sense of humor!

I've been working on a crocheted shawl for about two weeks now, and finally finished it Sunday! It didn't quite turn out how I thought it would, but it works, and was fun to make! Here are a couple of pictures of it:






Thanks to my friend W. for "modeling"!
If you want to try it yourself, click HERE for the pattern. Just a warning though, if you want the triangle to be very deep, you've got to make the beginning chain longer. I have a friend who made one out of the same yarn as the pattern calls for (I made mine out of maroon acrylic), and hers turned out BEAUTIFUL! She even wears it to church over a black top, and it looks so elegant!

Well, in about twenty hours my grandparents, Mom, Trissy, and I will be headed on a six-hour car ride to attend the wedding of one of my cousins! Trissy is going to be the 'bride's assistant", and I'm a photographer! Not the main one (I'm not THAT good LOL), but she (the bride, our cousin) liked some of the just personal pictures I've taken at other cousin's weddings, and she wants me to be sort of a 'candid photographer'. I'm really looking forward to it! The wedding's Saturday afternoon, we'll be staying for church Sunday, and come back on Monday. I hope it's not too hectic, 'cause I have classes early Tuesday morning! Oh, well, it'll all work out. :)

This past Saturday we (Dad, Mom, Trissy and me) went to an evangelism study being started at the church. Justice and another man in the church have been 'trained' to teach the material, and it's designed to teach how to share your faith in a non-confrontational but thought-provoking and loving way. Saturday was the all-day introduction, and now classes will be every Wednesday night starting Mar. 4th. My family, Oliver, Landon, two older ladies in the church, and Ashlyn ( I haven't told about her yet, but I'll try to soon) are the ones who are taking this class. I'm hoping it'll help me share my faith in college. We'll see how it goes.

Tonight's college Bible study, and I'm (of course ;) ) looking forward to that little boost. I still haven't told about last week, and it was about the best one we've had so far, I think. It was so good. Maybe I'll get a chance to tell about it, but with the trip and everything, I may not.

One last thing I thought some of you might enjoy: Hannah Paige is having a photography contest on her blog! The theme is "Color". I'm looking forward to seeing what kind of entries she has! Click HERE to find out more, or to enter!
I'm going to accomplish two things here at once :) This is my entry in her contest, and it's also a mystery picture:




Several of my blogging friends have done mystery pictures, and they have been alot of fun, so I thought maybe I'd try one! You have until next Thursday (a week!) to guess, mainly because I probably won't have much blogging time between now and
then :[ ...

Ok, I'm at the college and class is about t0 start, so I'd better go. Maybe I can come back later today :)

In the mean time, have a wonderful day, and Keep looking Up!

-Kyrie<><

Monday, January 18, 2010

Thurs. Night College Bible Study - the lesson

So anyway, the lesson was titled, "The Stress of Crisis" It was on suffering, reasons for suffering, and how we do, and should, react to it. Strange, but this topic has seemed to come up alot lately in different situations, conversations, and lessons at church:

In our Sunday School college class we are studying Appologetics - how to defend your faith. It has been an excellent and extremely challenging topic, spanning several months and requiring deep thinking (Bro. Dennis loves to challenge us to use our minds! So much of what's taught in churches now is so watered-down and shallow). Recently Bro. Dennis decided to have each student pick a controversial topic from a list he compiled, study it, do research, and then present what we found to the rest of the class. One of the young men had the topic "Why would a supposedly loving God allow or inflict suffering?" We ended up taking three weeks on this one, instead of just one. Some of the truths/points we discussed:

1) We (humans) deserve NOTHING from God!

2) We shouldn't ask, "Why am I having to go through suffering?" but instead, "Why am I given so many blessings?"

3) God allows and causes everything that happens, for a reason.

4) God will always get glory in everything, and if we choose, we can be privaleged to be the ones to give it to Him.

5) If we are saved and going through difficulties, He may be using those things to show His power in our lives.

I wish I could go into detail right now about all the different paths we took in these discussions and the verses we studied that led us to these deductions. Maybe someday I will.

But anyway, this Sun. School study is just one area where the subject of suffering and why God allows it has come up recently. In our lesson Thursday night, we continued with some of the above points, but also (since there were more of us, therefore more lives and experiences to give input) some new ones. Like:

1) Sometimes we are guilty of, perhaps subconsciously yet intentionally, prolonging our own suffering simply because our selfish nature enjoys the pity.

2) Often our suffering could be significantly alleviated if we would follow the Bible's advice when it says to share our burdens. We could often have our heartaches eased if we sought the help, advice, counsel, or just the understanding of a Christian brother or sister.

We talked about how the Lord gets glory out of everything, even when evil people accomplish great wickedness, and we just can't see how that could bring God glory. But the Bible says that even Pharaoh was allowed to rule over and persecute the children of Israel, so that His power might be revealed.

We went alot farther, but there is no way I can capture for you how deep we got into it, and what a blessing it was to be in the midst of a group of young people who had gathered just for the purpose of encouraging one another in the Word, and to learn more of God and His plan! I think I could almost say though, that this was about the best lesson I think we've had so far!

Thurs. Night College Bible Study - before the lesson

*I jotted this entry down on a piece of scratch paper 'cause I didn't have access to a computer at the time. So I'm putting the actual writing date at the beginning, but the post date is today's. In the future, if I've got to compose a post on paper before I can post it here, I will put the actual date of when I wrote it at the top of the post.*

Fri. Jan. 15 ~

So anyway, since it had been such a long time since we'd had a 'real' Bible study meeting as a group, everyone was really 'in top form' so to speak, and as everyone was arriving, the good humor and banter was going strong. Bro. Mike, Justice, Oliver, and Landon had all gone Monday to a three-day missions meeting about eight hours away, and were supposed to get back just in time for Bible study. They ended up being a little late, so as we waited on them, we were all just sitting around the long table "talking life", and just generally giving each other a good-natured hard time :D ! It was great! Trissy 'got' Bro. Dennis good at one point. He is such a jokester, and he's always waiting 'til she gets within hearing range and then he'll get his fake seriousness face on and then will start just really lamenting to whoever he was talking to, over the fact of how she's such a trouble maker and he can't get her to see how important it is to be respectful in Sunday School and all this... Trissy is about the most opposite of that you can imagine! But it's hilarious, and she loves it just as much as he does, she just hasn't always got a good comback ready. So anyway, last night we were just sitting around visiting, and she was going to ask him something, and so to address him she of course began, "Bro. Dennis..." Now, most, if not all, of the other young people just call him "Dennis", but we've always been taught to address adults (especially ones in positions of authority) as "Mr." or "Mrs." or, if it's a Christian man, as "Bro." But anyway, I guess most of the other kids just don't think about it. When Trissy said that, Camille (Bro. Mike's daughter) said sort of in a questioning voice, "Bro. Dennis?" and kind of gave Trissy a puzzled look. So Trissy decided that she would "get" him (she knew he was still listening with one ear, even with the other conversations going on at the same time) so she just piped right up and replied, "Well yeah, I've always tried to be respectful of old guys" Oh boy! everybody howled at that, 'cause they knew she had gotten him good! and that he would think of something to come back with... and it's a never-ending circle of friendly 'ribbing'.

This is getting off the subject just a little, but seriously, Bro. Dennis really has been such a blessing to my family in this church. He has such a heart of fun, but also of gold; and he knows so much about the Bible and how to defend your faith. He has taught Trissy and me so much just in this past year about what really matters in life, and that Christians can be CHRISTIANS (like Christ) without feeling like it's inappropriate to crack a smile or enjoy their Salvation!

So Bro. Mike, Oliver, Justice, and Landon finally got there and we got started on our lesson.

*I'll tell about it in my next post, Lord willing*

Friday, January 15, 2010

College Class Mission Trip

Fri. Jan. 15 ~

Last night was, of course, our Thurs. night college Bible study class. It was SO great to get to be there again! It had been so long since we had had a 'regular' meeting, and to have it going again felt great! We hadn't met the Thurs. before Christmas, and the next Thurs. was the trip (more about that in a minute), then it was cold and icy last week, and Dad didn't think we should get out on the roads, so Trissy and I missed that one, and something came up the week before Christmas... So anyway, we hadn't met all together since about Thanksgiving, and we've been missing it!!

The 'trip' I mentioned above was one the class had been planning for quite a while, since sometime in the summer, that when it got colder, we would go to a near-by state to a Christian children's home there, and help them clear some land for a new dorm building. They didn't have the kind of money it would take to hire someone to come in and do it, and they were really needing another building for the kids. So we decided we could go and help them out, and consider it a sort of 'mission trip', since even though we weren't going to be involved in evangelism exactly, we would be helping these 'missionaries' who were sharing Christ's love with abandoned children. As it turned out though, Trissy and I didn't get to go after all, but neither did Archer or Tanner, so the group was kinda split up anyway. But from the stories the others were telling when they got back, it seemed like it really did them some good. They got alot of work done, and really seemed to get a blessing out of the 'get-away'. Oliver shared that he felt like, before he went on this trip, that his spiritual life was probably the lowest it's ever been. But to just get away from everything for a few days, to have time to spend in the Bible in the evenings, and to be around up-lifting friends really helped him get his eyes and focus back where they needed to be. There were similar stories from several that went. I can't help feeling that I'd been cheated just a little bit... But my first responsibility is to my parents, and I guess (no, I really know, it's just hard to admit it sometimes) that if they say I can't go, well, then, that's it.

The Lord has blessed in several strange ways after all from us not going though. I won't go all into detail, but let's just say that when you choose to be satisfied with the way things work out, and just let Him handle the details, things will turn out for the best.