Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Friday, October 7, 2011
Monday, October 3, 2011
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Let me quickly backtrack.
The previous life map, was a good map. It wasn't like this treasure map that everyone sought after, nor did it lead to any buried treasure. To be honest, the world had jaded me so that I was not on a journey to find a fairy tell life, I didn't believe it existed. I just wanted to follow a map that lead to happiness. I learned to draw paths that wrapped around fun, excitement, and companionship. Even though I didn't believe in the happily ever after map, I was convinced that I was uniquely charting it out. I worked hard on my life map, it had it's own challenges, but I was ok with it.
At some point I learned that happiness fades out just as quickly as it appears. My map was filled with excursions and adventures that brought a lot of happiness to my life, but there was something missing.
It was in a parking lot off Broad street last year, that I took the step of letting go and creating my own paths, and chose to start following the map that had already been designed for me.
This new map has offered quite a voyage. There have been times where I question every turn that I am being asked to make. Sometimes I haven't always been able to clearly read the new map. There have been times when I am just plan stubborn-- I don't want to go back, but I am not ready to move forward. Parts of this voyage I have been able to pick up some folks along the way. While other times, I can search all I want, but there is nobody around. This new map has taken me through some dark tunnels that have brought healing and self discovery. And there have been day trips in areas that I have no words that describes the beauty or the peace that exudes.
This new map is a great map. It is not immune to challenges, struggles, and difficult times. There is fun, excitement, and laughter. There is happiness, and sorrow too. What makes is a great map is the fact that there is this constant peace and lasting joy. Everyday of travel isn’t a perfect day, but every day on this map provides purpose and life.
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Until today the party idea was just that . . .an out of the box idea. But as I sit here reflecting, it now has a face . . .it has names. Anna. Al. Wesley. Armando. Chris. Allison. Evan. William. It has stories. You would not believe time and time again how many people told us that they did not get to celebrate their birthday, or that no one had remembered it. I wish I could have captured that faces when some realized it wasn’t an event for the VCU students, rather a birthday party for them.
Today, I understand why Jesus talks so much about taking care of the sick, the needy, and the widows. I think so easily they have their sense of worth, of meaning, of humanity robbed from them. They are often overlooked, and treated as so much less than what God created them to be. We all need to be reminded of who God created us to be. We all need to be encouraged to settle for nothing less than His plan for our lives. As I reflect on my own life, yes, times can get very lonely and situations can seem pretty bleak, but I am constantly reminded of my worth and my value, and the special plans God has for me by my family, my friends, and my PCC brothers and sisters.
We live at a pace of life that honestly is ridiculous. I recently heard, if the Devil can’t convince you to do wrong, he will just make you busy. And too often, we buy into that lifestyle. We get so hectic with our lives, with our situations that sadly, we often forget to encourage and lift up those who desperately need it. It’s challenging to get outside of our own boxes. To be honest, I’ve struggled with this the past two weeks, but as I lay my head down tonight, I am thankful for the reminder of all the blessings I have and the call to be a blessing to those who desperately need it.
In closing, I encourage you to stop, take a look outside of what is going on in your own life. Look around, for those on the edge, to those who are lonely, to those who are feeling hopeless . . ..and do something. I can attest, it doesn’t have to be much to remind someone of their value, of their worth. Take the blessings that have been poured over your life (they are there if you look) and use them to show Christ’s love and care. Whether it be a small act of kindness (balloons on a mailbox, posters around town, or a simple hand written card) or an act of generous giving (paying for a tank of gas, a cart of groceries, a family’s dinner) you---we have been given the opportunity to speak value, significance, and hope into people’s lives. I have no words to explain how our unfathomable God can use our giving to change lives---those receiving and our own. He uses it to fill us, to satisfy our longings and to change us to become more like Him.
I cannot wait to download the videos and pictures to share with you just how God is moving through His faithful servants who serve in Monroe Park. He is building lasting friendships, building trust and creating an environment where people are opening up and sharing the burden life can sometimes bring. I covet prayers as we continue to seek His leading and as we continue to provide a loving community for Richmond’s homeless.
My heart is full of gratitude tonight.
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
A ministry that I am passionate about is off the ground and running. It's awesome. It's fun. I am meeting new people weekly. They are changing me and in return I hope I am doing the same. It's fulfilling. Yet, I did not anticipate how much work it would truly entail, how tiresome it would be, or how overwhelming it has been at times.
There's been a lot of conflict recently. Most of it is healthy--learning how to be a leader and leading different types of folks. Learning about my weakness and hearing constructive criticism. There's been inner conflict too. Between continuing to let go of the old and to keep moving with the new. And recently, I've had my dose of relational conflict.
I have started battling migraines. Watching my mom suffer from them as a child, I was thankful I never had the burden. But they've kicked my butt this past month or so and I am still learning how to manage them. Lately, I have become aware of just how out of shape I am. I really need to shed
And then life just happens. Last week my car would not start. And this morning a deer wanted to give me an up close and personal snap shot. (I am the only one who made it out of that encounter unscathed).
Really in the scheme of things, nothing listed above is life altering. But, today, it has slowed me down. Perhaps I am missing something? There is no rental car available until tomorrow morning, so … for today, a lot of thinking, a lot of praying, and a lot of seeking!
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Sometimes all you can do is laugh! And today . . . I am laughing.
It’s been a rough week, to be honest. I have tried my darnedest to make lemonade out of all the lemons, but there just does not seem to be enough sugar, and the sour is starting to settle in. I am embarrassed to admit that the little things in life that get me off centered are nothing in comparison to the giants others have faced; nonetheless, I am off kilter.
I knew today would come, that’s the humorous part. You see, about a month ago, I started preparing the way for when life would seem just too overwhelming. From my past, I knew that I would most like lean on the “numbing” agents that now seem only to hurl me further into a funk. So, yes, I could make a few phone calls and rearrange what has previously been set up. But, I would have to have some difficult conversations and receive some tough love from those I have asked to help. This would not be an easy way out, and it is not something I have in me tonight. Another option would be just hop in the car, crank up the tunes and drowned it all out, but my car is still in the shop. So tonight, it looks like it will just be me facing the things I would rather stuff. Working through what needs to be worked through. And seeking the Big Man Upstairs for guidance and healing. And that is exactly what I need to do doing with weeks like this one. J
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
August 22, 2010. Almost a whole year since I started this new quest. Hank Brooks was speaking, there was a casket on stage at PCC, and Matthew West’s lyrics “I don’t wanna spend my whole life asking, What if I had given everything . . .?” made me internally start working through the reality of where I knew my life needed to head.
It’s been a journey to say the least (I won’t bore you with the struggles--you can re-read my last year’s worth of blogs if needed). But here I am, firmly planted on the other side. I am completely overwhelmed at the transformation my life has taken in just one year’s time. It’s not perfect, and there are constant struggles, questions and set backs, but there is also unspeakable joy and an undeniable purpose that succeeds my wildest dreams.
For so long, I wrestled with why I am here? What is my purpose? At times, I got tired of looking for an answer and carved out my own path. Sometimes I was just lazy, and didn’t want to put forth the effort. Life just passed by and I went with it. At other times, I was fearfully of rejection and being left out, so I ran with the crowd. And sometimes, I didn’t want to let down the projected image of who I thought others wanted me to be, so I adopted their purpose for my life. And then, since non of the above options were working, I started taking baby steps toward God. Learning to let go and follow. It is there that I have found life. There that I have found purpose.
A year ago, as I squirmed in my seat, felt my lungs tighten, as I thought of every reason not to let go and envisioned the hell that would come if I did, I never thought I’d be sitting here tonight thankful for the wounds and scars that I have from my past. Each wound representing my need for a Savior, and each scar reminding me that He is faithful.
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
- Bread, Apples, Jars of peanut butter and jelly and over 200 bottles of water
- Psalm 46:10
- Andrew Peterson
- 1000 Ways to Die
- The example of selfless faith (Jeanette Brannan, Jackie Heberle, Tony Tomandl, Sandy Blackwell and many many others)
- Kayaking trips
- Mandy James and the beautiful words she shared on Sunday. She could not have painted a clearer picture of what God was doing in the lives of not only the Roma people, but those who went and served. Powerful.
- Having the time tonight to tackle another letter or two on my overzealous wall decor project
- The words of a gorgerous song that could not have come at a more perfect time in my life . . .
My hands, they rise
To praise You and the truth You say is mine
That I am claimed, made whole in the name of Your sacrifice
And You love me, You love me
No matter how far I run
I can always find You
You're with me
No matter how hard I try to fight You
You say that You heal broken things
But what if i can still feel my heart breaking
- Philippians 2:12-13
- Getting to visit Elevation Church in NC in 2 weeks
- One extremely overfilled grateful heart!!!
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
As I sit here, in a comfortable office, trying to get focused and tackle the tasks laid out before me, I find myself distracted. I am utterly thankful for my job. I am not sure there is a better corporate company out there to work for, I am sure that we house the most kind and professional folks, and I know there is no greater position that suits the math geek side of me. I feel as excited and happy to be a part of this team as I did on day one as I do on day three hundred and seventy two. I’m grateful.
Tonight, I will lay my head on a warm cozy bed; in an absolutely perfect home that I feel was made just for me. I will be surrounded by amazing neighbors, a sense of safety and the peaceful sounds of soothing water. I’m thankful.
This week, I have had the privilege of carving out time to spend with family and with friends. Family that has overcome challenges yet are able to celebrate and laugh over a much too short of a visit. Friends that I have lost touched with for several months, yet are able pick back up as if no time had passed. Family that just knows how to pack full a day of new adventures and lasting memories. Friends that give of themselves honestly and challenge me to become better. I ‘m blessed.
The people I work with, the neighbors I live by, the family and friends I share my life with have changed me. They have left lasting impressions on my life. Good or bad, they have had a role in my transformation.
This morning I’ve been inundated with playbacks of the last year, and am attentive to the impressions my life has left. I’ve been reminded of conversations and random acts of kindness that bring smiles. I’ve been weighted down with regrets and sadness for poor choices. I’ve been overwhelmed how the worst of me, is often, overcome by the best of who my God is!
Today, I am sitting with the weight of forgiveness, of grace, of being human, of a God who loves unconditional, and who desires to use me for His good, if I am willing.
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
I am still beaming from last night’s small group. It’s always neat when new people show up and check out the group, and last night’s visitors were no exception. It was a great night!!! Conversation was rich, ideas shared were thought provoking, and authenticity was present. Looking back, it is amazing to see the growth that has happened not only on an individual level, but as a whole on these Monday nights. I am blown away by this group, by the individuals that are constantly teaching me and showing me what it is like to be part of a loving, giving and authentic community.
I could not be more excited about the new series at PCC, IMPROV: Life Unscripted. We kicked it off last week, and I was completely floored at how God used Beth Stoddard to share such a powerful word. It was creative, captivating, and challenging. Beth delivered the message with such passion, heart and soul. And God’s been using her words to stir in my heart this week. If you missed it, check it out—you won’t be disappointed! http://www.ustream.tv/recorded/15634694.
I know I have said it already, and perhaps I am just swept away, but how much I love it, or maybe it is the overwhelming joy of knowing you are exactly where God intended you to be, but I LOVE POWHATAN! Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely adore the city, the culture, the business, the diversity, and that will always be a part of me. I had huge doubts and fears when Powhatan came up on the radar, but now, there is something unexplainable every time that I drive home. I am able to stop, able to rest and able to reconnect. There is an all consuming peace. It’s new, it’s life giving, and once again all I can do is stand in awe of God’s love and provision.
I adore being an aunt. With moving, the past two months have been consumed with packing, painting, cleaning, unpacking, painting, organizing, cleaning, decorating, etc. and I’ve missed TOO MUCH time in this little girl’s life. It doesn’t help that she lives about 5 hours away. I could not be more excited to head down to NC to visit next weekend. I hear she LOVES the pool and already has her first tooth. I may be bias, but I think she is stinking cute, and you better believe more pictures to come!
4th of July is coming up, and who knew that Powhatan had so much going on? J Being the new kid in town, I need help. Where is the best place in Powhatan to celebrate the 4th?
Have a Happy Tuesday Folks!!!
And for all of you who prayed for me last week, thank you, thank you, thank you! Hope to share my experience soon.
Philippians 2:13 For it is God who works in you to will and to act in order to fulfill his good purpose.
Thursday, June 16, 2011
It is day 11 of this “retreat.” I wish I could write about the amazing time I have had unplugging from distractions and plugging right into the heart of God. I wish I could write about my disciplines of being still and quiet before our God and how I have heard Him speak His truth and wisdom over me. I wish I could write more about understanding this new me that I am called to be or of the power that His Word has spoken into my life. But I can’t. Disconnecting has proven to be a challenge.
I have learned in these 11 days that staying busy, and filling my time, is easy and comfortable. Silence and being still is intimidating. It is in the stillness and silence that I am left with hard questions and doubts that continually play over and over in my head. Perhaps it is in those times of questions, doubts and confrontation that real relationships are built, where trust is found and where authenticity exudes. I feel Him nudging, calling and challenging me to pursue Him in silence, to really disconnect, to seek Him out, to work out my faith, to ask my questions and share my doubts and to rest in Him.
I have been given the choice. I can continue to disconnect half heartedly as I have been doing, or even forget it all and just reenter into life as I know it. But I am haunted by the question . . . what if I gave it all? What if I set aside all my fears and my apprehensions and dived in, do it how He is asking, to really discover what Psalm 46:10 means? What if I work through the uncomfortably of silence and I see Him like I never have?
Being a part of this “twitter” generation, is leaving me empty. I have adopted the concept that life summed up in 140 characters is enough, but I am starved for more. And that’s part of the quest . . .to find it. I am not sure I even know exactly what “it” is, but I do know that He is the only one who has the answers. He is the only one who can fill me and leave me satisfied.
So, game plan #2! By Monday, the 20th the last 6 boxes should be unpacked and I should be completely settled into my new place. My calendar will be clear for the following 5 days. I will have read The Invitation to Silence and Solitude by Ruth Haley Barton, in hopes to find some concrete tools to help navigate me. And my cell phone, TV, home computer will be turned off, unplugged, or thrown out the window. Whatever it takes! J
I covet your prayers through this week. I am sure I will be face with many challenges and obstacles, but I am anxious to encounter, to wrestle and to rest in our Almighty God.
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Moving day is almost here. The end of weekends spent packing is in sight. The blinders are on and the focus—get it done! Soon I will reenter a life that has been unfamiliar for 5+ years. A journey I have been venturing towards for almost 8 months now. It’s been a rollercoaster of a ride to say the least, a ride of rediscovering myself, redirecting my life, and refocusing my attention. At times the ride has caused me to throw up my arms and enjoy the freedom of the wind in my hair. Other times, my knuckles have been snowy white, clinching to the safety bar as I close my eyes and scream to get off. But I have yet to ride completely alone. There have been some of the most genuine, amazing and godly friends and family who have willingly climbed on board and buckled in. I will never find the words to express the gratitude I have for their friendship, loyalty and love.
But it’s time.
It’s time to ask them to unbuckle, to step out of the ride just for a moment and let me ride it once, alone, before they hop back on. It’s time for me to unplug a little, to take a mini hiatus, a sabbatical if you will. Now this unplugging will not be from work or from things I have previously committed myself to like small group cook out (holla), community outreach activities, Father’s Day, or graduation lunches, but rather break from all my “spare” time in order to reconnect ,refresh, and redefine my relationship with God.
It’s now a time to clean house inside. It’s time to pack up flawed theology, selfish ambitions, lies, and blemished character. I will be tangibly putting together a new home in Powhatan, but more importantly, making the time for Him to create a new home inside me.
Please don’t misunderstand. Community is something I value to the core of who I am. And for 8 months I have sought wisdom, advice, prayers and truth. But it’s time to step back, and listen to Him, time to let God define what that wisdom and truth looks like in the everyday steps of my life.
Now, the logistics . . . I will NOT be falling off the face of the earth. I will disappear from Facebook , from blogging, and e-mail. And for all my “moms” out there, I will let someone know where I am when I take day and overnight trips. For those who have tentative coffee dates/lunch dates—we’re still on. So, if you don’t see me around—say, until July-ish . . . no worries, I’m not withdrawing but just taking a much need retreat with Him.
James 4:8a “Come near to God and He will come near to you.”
Friday, May 13, 2011
It’s Friday!! Not only is it Friday, but it is Friday the 13th. I am not superstitious by any means, but I did grow up in a house of boys—boys that loved their scary/thriller movies. So, naturally I have a love for them as well. I wish I could spend my night with some friends watching scary movies, but a) a majority of my friends do not care for scary movies at all and b) . . .
This weekend (including tonight) will be another weekend filled with packing up the house. On the agenda (insert scary movie noise here) . . . the kitchen! This does not sound very fun to me . . . so that means there must be loud music blaring, silliness and laughter happening, and perhaps even a delicious bottle of red wine on the agenda as well!
In just a matter of a week, the plan of where I will be moving has unraveled. I can’t say that it isn’t disappointing, but I’m not freaking out. There is a bigger plan here and the timing just isn’t right for me to know it yet. I have a feeling by the end of this process I will look back, with my mouth wide open, gasping WOW! God’s timing and His glory is what it is all about . . . I am just trying to stay out of the way so it can be seen.
I’m missing some people today. People that I’ve shared life with, but in the past few years, months, even weeks life has been in the way of reconnecting/staying connected. I need to get better about weeding out some distractions, so I can love on them better.
I have picked back up David Platt’s book Radical from a short hiatus. It has been a very thought provoking and challenging read. I’m wrestling with a lot of those challenges, ideas, and . . . well, EVERYTHING! I had some great study and reflection time carved out the past two days. My mind is nonstop from thoughts about discipleship, church, and working out my salvation (Phil 2:12). I want to learn how to better sustain effort and diligence in cultivating what’s been planted. I want to learn to share my faith more. I want to learn to die to myself, my wants and my desires more than I do. I want to love people better. I want to serve more with my best than with my leftovers. Thank goodness that He’s still working on me . . . because this chickadee has a lot of work that still needs to be done!
I am going to need a new book to read soon . . . the last three I have read have really been amazing books. I need some suggestions. Read any good books lately or ones you consider are must reads?
I encountered 3 folks that I feel are some”must meet” kind of people, this week. They just exude love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. You know the kind of folks that Christ just overflows out of? Ha ha it’s been a while since I’ve gone up to a stranger and asked if they wanted to grab a cup of coffee . . . perhaps it’s time!
I get to have lunch at the Bass Pro Shop this weekend (a family gathering). To some, this is not a big deal, for this city kid—it makes me chuckle! I hear it is a great time, and with my family no doubt that it won’t be; however, just writing this little ditty about the upcoming experience makes me laugh. If Powhatan is a living option, and yes, it’s on the list, perhaps I should embrace just a wee bit of country. Ya reckon’?
Happy Friday! J
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
I hate conflict. I avoid it at all cost. I tend to think I am strong enough to carry the feelings of hurt, disappointment, and anger on my own, without letting it affect me or my relationships. But, it doesn’t work like that. Unresolved conflict changes everything. I don’t like who I become with it and I don’t like the distance it creates. So, if I hate what conflict does, why do I avoid resolving it?
Fear? Rejection? The truth? All the above?
I do fear. I fear that the outcome of starting these conversations will end with rejection. I fear the dynamics of the friendship changing for the worse. I fear hearing the truth—that I am being irrational and silly. I fear having to own up to mistakes that my pride is keeping me from admitting. I fear hearing that my feelings aren’t valid or are wrong. I fear that I care more about the relationship than the recipient or learning the opposite.
Conflict can be very good. I know this. It is where growth happens, where relationships can deepen and where people get real. It bothers me that my natural instinct is to avoid that . . . growth, deeper relationship and becoming real. It’s not easy walking against instinct and into conflict. But I know those are the steps I am being nudged to take. Instinctively I want to dig my heels in, cross my arms, puff up my chest and say, I got this. But the reality is, I don’t have it, it is affecting me—and not in a positive way.
So, now is the tough part . . . I’ve processed the emotions. I’ve analyzed the knowledge . . . now it is time to choose. I can choose to do nothing, to let the gap widen, to try and avoid the bitterness and the withdrawal and deal with it on my own—that would be the path of least resistance, the ”easy” path if you will. Or I can choose to set aside my pride, set aside my fear and open up. I can choose not to play it safe. Good or bad to throw it all on the table and be real, to be honest, and to give all I have. I desire the latter choice, I do . . .
Saturday, April 30, 2011
It was great! To see this 7 year old grow into an amazing 14 year old has been such a blessing. Even though there is very little credit that I can take, He has turned into an amazing teen. And today, I realized just how blessed I will be to continue to watch him grow into the man God has called him to be.And I've been blessed to learn first hand of parenting done well, done Godly, done admirably.
It was hard parting ways tonight. I lay my head in a seperate place now, and things are different. Stories have changed, but one thing will remain . . .we are family. We will still share special days, occassions, and memories. We will share the joy, the sorrow, the laughs and tears. We are family, and not matter what situations may change . . .that will always remain.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
I run. I run when life gets uncomfortable. I run when I get hurt. I run when things don’t go as I think they should. I shut down, I pick up and I run. It’s easy that way. I really don’t have to feel. I don’t have to think. I don’t have to come face to face with the reality that things get messy. That life is hard. All I have wanted to do in the last few weeks is to run, to pick up and to leave this chapter behind me. To go where no one knows me and start fresh. But no matter how hard I have tried to convince myself to move on and run away, I know it would just lead to more running.
Just cruising along has been my M.O. for a while now. But today was different. I was actually running behind my normal morning routine. Thirty minutes off of my schedule would normally put me in the middle of the chaotic morning commute, would have me arriving at work with everyone and their mother, and would have me waiting with 10 other folks in the break room all anticipating the first cup of coffee . . .but it wasn’t like that. My commute was quiet. There wasn’t a soul in the parking lot when I arrived and once I got to my desk there was an eerie silence. The difference in what should have been caught me off guard enough to stop the cruise control and for the first time in weeks to think and reflect.
I don’t want to run.
I don’t want to be apart from Him and what He is doing. I know that I am where I need to be, in this unsettled, insecure, vulnerable place where I am learning just how much I need Him. But I struggle with not knowing how to stand firm in this place of transformation. I’ve never stayed put long enough. So many questions, so many doubts. But tonight as I lay my head down, I have the desire. The desire to see what He is doing. Perhaps acting on that desire will offer some answers. All I know tonight, is He’s here, He found me today. As for tomorrow . . . . ?
Sunday, April 10, 2011
The last three weeks I feel my life has been taken, shaken and turned upside down, . . . and not necessarily all in a bad way. During this craziness some friendships have really deepened. There have been some loved ones who have really stuck their necks out on a line to love on me and offer their support. I know that I will look back on this time period and see that is was what saved one of the dearest friendships I have ever had in my life. It is now, here in this season of life that I know I am growing, that my faith is deepening and that life is moving forward. I am striving and walking toward the life He created for me. The abundant one. The radical one. And even though there is overwhelming peace and even some excitement on this journey, I have to be honest with myself and admit that I am scared.
I think about Peter and wonder if he was scared when he stepped out of the boat? Perhaps Abraham was scared the morning he loaded up his donkey with Isaac. And what about Mary and Joseph, were they afraid of the lives they were being called to? And I want to think that Ananias was showing fear when he questioned God’s directions to go to Saul?
I feel foolish to say that I am scared. I feel weak in admitting that . . . But maybe that is just it. Maybe part of fear is the realization that I can’t do it on my own. That I need Him, more than ever. Maybe it is that even if Peter was scared, he still got out of the boat. Even if Abraham was scared, he still tied Isaac to the alter. And Mary and Joseph still chose to walk the journey together in the midst of their fears. And Ananias despite what he may have been feeling, went to Saul. Maybe it’s learning not to let fear be paralyzing, but instead remaining in motion towards obedience. So, maybe I can find comfort in the fact that it’s okay to be scared, and it’s okay to shed a tear or two . . .or five, as long as my feet keep moving toward Him and where He is calling.
Thursday, March 31, 2011
I mentioned not too long ago that I am an all or nothing kid. I am not always good at balance and I can tend to stretch myself thin. I would like to say that I am learning, but if that were true, than I would have to be honest and say that I am an extremely slow learner. This week is one of those weeks, I am laying it all out there. And today . . .I’m tired. I’m hoping that this 45 minute break between jobs (and some Starbucks) will reenergize me, give me the “umph” to give the last 110% I have for 3 more working hours. I’m finding rest in Isaiah 40:31, “But those who wait upon God get fresh strength. They spread their wings and soar like eagles, They run and don’t get tired, they walk and don’t lag behind.” I know He is just waiting to breath that burst of “go get ‘em” into me---He always does, and that makes me smile.
This weekend will be a rather busy one as well---but maybe sleep is not the only thing that energizes! Friday, after work, I will be heading out to Powhatan with some of my favorite people, to support, to be entertained and to be well fed by what I know will be an amazing Murder Mystery Dinner Theatre. I’m excited to see fruits of the folks who have poured out time, resources and energy to help make their trip to Macedonia this summer happen. Saturday, will be filled with family--family, that sadly I don’t get to see as often as I would like. I know that without a doubt there will be tons of laughter, tons of love and tons of life. I can’t wait. Sunday, I will be back “home” at Westchester. I will be back with my family, to stop our busy lives for a little bit, come before the our Living God and worship.
Life is busy, I get tired, and there is a lot of uncertainty to come, but my heart is filled, I am content, my God is in control and He is all I need. . .and that makes me smile--AND gives me engery! J
Thursday, March 24, 2011
My mind is filled to capacity . . . here’s hoping a list of random thoughts will help de-clutter!
· This cup of coffee is the best I have had at work in a VERY long time. I wonder what is different.
· I’ve slept in the past two days—it isn’t working for me. I’m getting back on my early morning routine tomorrow.
· I wish my older brother didn’t live so far away. I could use his humor on a daily basis, and seeing his beautiful daughter everyday wouldn’t be a bad gig either.
· I am not sure how people in cube world don’t think that we can hear EVERY word of the conversation. Maybe they just don’t care; sometimes I wish I didn’t care as much.
· I HATE cancer and everything associated with it! The Schardt family you are in my thoughts and prayers, as well as others.
· After 8 months with BMAG, I still absolutely LOVE my job!
· My baby brother is turning 27 In a few days. Wow! When did that happen? I’m proud of him!! And can’t imagine my life without him. Love you Jerms.
· I’m feeling a bit vulnerable today.
· I am thinking this is my last year in Midlothian. I am ready for something new. Where to go? Where to go?
· Gas prices are killing me!
· I wish I had to words to express the call to and need for a certain step I feel passionate to take.
· I have a huge crush on Blaine Hogan!
· I absolutely adore the people at Powhatan Community Church!
· I met some AWESOME folks in the last month. They continue to make me smile when I think about them.
· I am striving to have more balance in my life. Sometimes being an all or nothing kid, is not good.
· Shin splints stink!
· Resting on Psalm 37:3-5 today.
· I am thinking it’s a Starbucks kind of night.
· Can’t wait for the weekend!!!