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Friday, June 26, 2015

Apology

Yesterday I wrote a post to encourage my fellow homeschooling Moms.  Some folks that are new on this often lonely/discouraging/self-doubt inducing journey asked for some perspective of one with two decades logged on the trail.


What I posted was intended to encourage but it wound up being hurtful.  Mostly to my son.


In my blurry mind, I thought I had his permission to share his very personal thoughts but that was not his intent at all.  He works very hard not to offend anyone with his views or choices or opinions and my post jeopardized that.  My son is a man of integrity and compassion and his deepest desire is to build bridges to people, not walls.


While I don't apologize for my unabashed support for homeschooling, I deeply regret sharing what he didn't want public.  Additionally, if anyone other than homeschooling Moms read that post (even though I sincerely asked that you not), I publicly ask your forgiveness


Thank you.

Thursday, June 25, 2015

Frozen

Several of you asked for details when my sweet Katie thanked me on FB for the freezer meals I recently brought her.
So here goes - what's up with freezer meals??

Wednesday, June 24, 2015

Are you ready?

The tragedy in Charleston has us all contemplative.  These people were surely in the safest possible place - church on a Wednesday night.


It takes a committed Christian to be at church on a Wednesday night.
Surely, we think, they would be protected from evil.


My guess, though, is that they weren't there to be protected.  They were there to love Jesus and one another.


Because of that, they were ready to face even the deepest of evil.  When it confronted them,disguised initially as a friend.  Because they walked with Jesus in the ordinary days, they were ready to face evil and fear and death with confidence and peace.


They were ready.


Evil didn't send an advance notice.  No warning was issued to alert them of terror and untimely death.
But they were ready all the same.


What a lesson to us all.


We have no promise of tomorrow, much less of peace and comfort and protection.


The readiness of these nine heroes (I don't refer to them as victims) speaks to me, for sure. They were ready to die. But something else stands out.


The readiness of the survivors.


I was astounded at the responses of the families of these heroes.  They, too, were unaware that pure evil would upend their lives that fateful day in June.  They, too, had no warning of what would confront them.


But they were ready.

They had no time to prepare a mature, well-thought out response to evil.  They were given no notice that the microphones of the world would be thrust in their face to capture this intensely personal reaction. 


But they were ready.


They were ready, yes, to grieve, but also to respond with grace and forgiveness.


They were ready to lean completely on the love and sovereign grace of their Savior even in - especially in - the face of unspeakable tragedy. 


Because of how they lived on the "ordinary" days, they were ready to live a life that makes Christ known to an unbelieving world.  A life that exude peace and love and grace. And hope. 


A life like this is ready to die...and ready to live, whichever God numbers for that day. A life like this cannot be explained apart from the glory of God.


What we have observed in this Charleston community is a result of a group of people who were ready.


Ready to die.


And ready to live.


Are you ready?


I Peter 3:15 - Sanctify Christ as Lord in your hearts, always being ready to make a defense to everyone who asks you to give an account for the hope that is in you, yet with gentleness and reverence.



Sunday, June 14, 2015

Love is an Apple Pie

Life has inevitable valleys. 


Some darker and deeper than others.  But there's no escaping the valleys.


There are just gonna be some in every life.  We all have to walk them.


And in those valleys, there are some places that have to be walked in single file.  Places where no one can walk beside you or even carry you - you have to walk through certain spots in the valleys alone.


I know that Christ is always with us, of course, but there are places we simply have to pass through solo.  Narrow canyons where not even the closest friends or dearest of family can join us.


It's hard to see someone you love traversing those treacherous ravines.  So often we just don't know how to help.  Responses can range from avoidance to offers of "let me know if I can help" to finding excuses for non-action.  Intuitively we know that some places in the valley are single file...but we fail to realize that we are not helpless to empower those who find themselves there.


There are things that can be done that help.


I am finding those places lonely indeed.  But bearable because of those who stand on the rim of the canyon, pouring out love in a thousand different forms.


Love in the form of


texts that assure me of love and prayers
VIP treatment at my favorite pharmacy
cards in the mailbox
videos of adorable babies that I long to squeeze and kiss
an extra long hug from one who's already navigated this particular canyon
a quick phone call that says "I care about you and yours"
flowers
impromptu prayers in the Publix parking lot
homemade muffins and energy balls and a casserole
CFA milkshakes and a jitterbug dance
reaching out to wipe my tears...and crying with me
the sharing of a funny moment or saying from a kid I adore
a simple "how are things today"
a homemade apple pie, delivered warm from the oven
even the kindness of a stranger who has no clue of the journey I'm on


All these things are strangely...beautifully...powerful aid for the solitary places in the valley.


I am grateful.  For love.  Always.  But especially now.

Wednesday, June 3, 2015

A Dating Tip

It's VBS at our church this week.  That's "churchspeak" for "Vacation Bible School" - a fun, crazy, hectic, glorious 5 days where kids get to hear the incredible Good News of God's love.


It is my privilege to get the chance to hang out with middle schoolers.


This has to be the greatest age.


A cataclysmic mix of emotions and energies and enigma.


Tonight I am going to share with them a really really cool bit of dating advice that I found in Proverbs.


If you happen to read this and then run into some 6th-8th grade girls from Watkinsville, don't spoil my lesson.  I'm looking forward to being the one to give them this tip.


Here it is: