Thursday, December 30, 2010
drinking from a fire hydrant
truth in a letter
A Letter from Hudson Taylor, born in 1832, a missionary in China. After the death of his 7 year old son, 5 year old daughter, 5 week old newborn and wife, this letter came from his friend McCarthy about holiness.
"The Lord Jesus received his holiness begun, the Lord Jesus cherished his holiness advancing, the Lord Jesus counted upon as never absent would be holiness complete. He is most Holy who has most of Christ within and joys most fully in the finished work of Jesus on the cross. It is defect of faith which clogs the feet and causes many people to fall."
It's Jesus.
"How then to have our faith increased? Only by thinking of all that Jesus is and all he is for us. His life. His death. His work. He himself has revealed to us in the Word to be the subject of our constant thoughts. Not a striving to have faith, but a looking off to the Faithful One. Jesus Christ seems to all that we need. A resting in the Loved one. Jesus Christ entirely for time and eternity."
It is running to Christ.
It is glorying in the Cross.
It is worshipping the Risen and Holy One.
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
a 74 degree Christmas
what I have been reflecting on
a White Christmas
The Christmas Party
Dave Barnes "Mary and Joseph"
Long black hair and sugar sweet
Daddy's eyes and Momma's crooked smile
She was barely seventeen
Got a job keepin dishes clean
Planned to stay in this city for awhile
For awhile
Joseph ran a lumber yard
About a mile from olive park
Quiet boy he never had much to say
It was love right from the start
He bought a ring and won Mary's heart
Had hopes for a home and kids someday
Kids someday
The angel scared her half to death
She would've screamed but she lost her breath
On a midnight there in the middle of May
He said "Oh mary don't be afraid
You'll bear a son that the Lord has made
Name him Jesus, He'll light the way."
She packed the clothes, he made the plans
They had to go to Bethlehem
But there was nowhere left to stay
So in a barn she gave birth
To the King of Kings the Lord of Earth
Just a little bitty thing sleeping on the hay
Sleeping on the hay
The story's too long to tell
But he walked on water and lived through hell
Killed on a cross and rose from the grave
We got a King they got a son
Mary and Joseph were the only ones
There on that very first Christmas day
There on that very first Christmas day
Noticing the smallness of His entrance
my first TN real Christmas tree
The Event
The Event was the ONLY night to sign up for camp this summer! We are going to Sharp Top Cove May 28 to June 5! We have limited spots and were celebrating with our last club of the year: Our Christmas Club! We got 3/4 of our spots filled; including leaders we are going to have to request more spots! This was the first time we have had camp filled before Christmas and even before the New Year!!!
late FALL
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
ARE YOU CONVINCED?
meeting them in the rain
Raining. Jumped in my car. Text came from Lauren saying, “I am not ok. Right now I am not ok.” I looked over to see Lauren in her car. I jumped out of my car to sit with Lauren as she asked me, “Have you ever missed someone so bad it hurt? Lauren lost her mom to cancer last year. I was able to sit with her, hug her through her tears and pray that God would meet her there. In the midst of questions I myself am hurting through, I was able to love Lauren in her pain. I love I got the opportunity to meet her there.
what are they drawn to?

a fun and unexpected joy
snap shot...oh snap it's December
Sitting with a purpose
I have done a lot of sitting lately...Sitting with Chely’s parents in their living room- talking about life, love, the past, their 22nd wedding anniversary and how they got married. Sitting with friends around bonfire since it’s gotten colder. Sitting around my grandparent’s dinning room table sharing in the comfortableness and love of family. Sitting with Kallee about her relationship with Christ and finding her strength through the hard times in her life. SItting with my counselor diving into the wounds of my heart as I carry the wounds of others. Sitting in the hospital room with my best friend's new baby, Miller. Sitting with my girls at football games. Sitting with Suzanne talking about the foundation and methods of Young Life. Sitting in the office planning the trip to Sharp Top Cove for Greenback. Sitting in training talking about why we do what we do and asking ourselves why we do certain things. Sitting in my living room full of quietness of the morning- in His Word.(Man I miss my hammock!) Sitting with Lynsi and Suzanne at Brown Cup digging in their hearts as women.
