Showing posts from February, 2009

Moving, part 1

I’ve often heard it said that when you let God write your story it will be miraculous. This is something that we have experienced recently with all the changes that are going on in our life. Talk about perfect orchestration!! The Lord truly is our caring and powerful God. Our journey into Chaplaincy has begun and the first part of our story goes like this… In obedience to the ministry God called us (yes, us) to, we put our house up for sale the first week of December. God was moving us and we felt we had no choice but to follow His leading. The house was shown to a few people over the course of the month, and then a few days after Christmas the house was shown to a woman who eventually ended up being our buyer. We had an offer the first week of January. For those of you who are keeping up, that is exactly one month from the ‘For Sale’ sign going up until we got an offer…all while the economy is in the worst downturn since the Great Depression, according to economists. Through God’s pr…

Give me your eyes

Looked down from a broken sky Traced out by the city lights My world from a mile high Best seat in the house tonight Touched down on the cold black top Hold on for the sudden stop Breath in the familiar shock Of confusion and chaos All those people going somewhere, Why have I never cared? Give me your eyes for just one second Give me your eyes so I can see Everything that I keep missing Give me your love for humanity Give me your arms for the broken hearted Ones that are far beyond my reach. Give me your heart for the ones forgotten Give me your eyes so I can see Step out on a busy street See a girl and our eyes meet Does her best to smile at me To hide what's underneath There's a man just to her right Black suit and a bright red tie Too ashamed to tell his wife He's out of work He's buying time All those people going somewhere Why have I never cared? I've Been there a million times A couple of million eyes Just moving past me by I swear I never thought that I was wrong Well I want a second glanc…

Sunday thoughts

This has been a tough week for me to stay tuned-in spiritually. I felt so distracted all week by so many things vying for my attention. The longer I went without feeding myself spiritually, the more my attitude suffered and the guilt set in. I found myself so looking forward to church today and what the sermons and lessons held. And God didn't disappoint. In spite of my lean spiritual diet this week, God was faithful to show me:
Peter was asked by the resurrected Christ "Do you love Me more than these?" Now it's hard to imagine that after seeing your Lord crucified, buried, and resurrected you could even conceive of answering "no" to that question. Yet we worship the resurrected Lord (resurrected is the only way we've known Him) who sent his Spirit to live in our hearts, and to this day he still begs that same question. How many of us allow ourselves to be asked that question? Let alone, to say yes to it, and mean it? It hit me this weekend as …

Musings of a pregnant woman

There are certain things that run through one's mind when one is gestating. These things are random, but real concerns. Things like:

Do the folks at Post Cereal know that their "Grape Nuts" have been successfully tempering my 'night nausea' for over 3 weeks now? If so, I think they would begin to advertise it on the box.
I am told that my baby is now the size of a peanut (the nut or the shell, I know not). Which I'm sure is right. However, how can something that small demand that I eat double portions of everything in sight? That "peanut" must be generating an inferno of nuclear fusion in there to need so much fuel!!
Should one really "need" maternity clothes at 10 weeks? I mean, come on, really.
I am terrified of "dry heaving" in public. Vomiting, the general public can handle. But dry heaving, what is that about? Men can't interpret that!
Whoever coined the terms "Estimated Date of Confinement" and "Full Term&quo…