Nightlight

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John 8:12 Jesus once again addressed them: “I am the world’s Light. No one who follows me stumbles around in the darkness. I provide plenty of light to live in.”

We live in a two-story house. It gets incredibly hot upstairs in the summer. Our bedroom is especially hot, so a few years ago we bought blackout curtains, which help somewhat. I mean it’s cooler definitely but still hot in the room. The thing about blackout curtains is the room stays dark all the time.

Today, I threw open the curtains early in the morning and began to clean our room. Things look much different in the light. In the dark, I didn’t see the spiderweb that had started the week before, I didn’t see the thin layer of dust that was on the furniture, and the ceiling fan? Goodness! It needed a good cleaning!

As I got the cleaning supplies together and began to dust and clean I had a God-thought. I realized that many of us live our lives with blackout curtains. They serve to dim the sin in our lives and they serve to hide those areas we don’t really want to acknowledge. Only, we fool ourselves don’t we? Our room looked decent in the dark. In the light of day there were areas that needed attention. Just because we couldn’t see them didn’t mean they weren’t there, it was just hidden in the dark.

I began to see the choices we make. See, we don’t hide anything from God. God is light, and when he enters our life it illuminates that life completely. The problem is we want to see him as a nightlight. We want him to shed a little light, but not expose the all that is going on. It’s painful to see. What I thought would be an hour of cleaning was going to be much more intensive because now that I could see the dust, how could I ignore it and leave it? We were breathing it in, living in it and we could not let it continue. After I had dusted the ceiling fan, I had to then break out the vacuum cleaner, in order to vacuum, I had to make sure all the things on the floor were picked up and put in their place. It took work and determination but it is worth it for our well-being in the end.

The end result of my effort is that in light or dark, the room is substantially cleaner. Don’t be afraid to let the light of God illuminate your life. Then stand back and take a good look around. See the places that need attention. Deal with the garbage that maybe was useful in its time but no longer fits the lifestyle you are creating. Do the work it’s going to take to get things back in order. You’ll be better for it!

An American

We the People of the United States, in Order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic tranquility, provide for the common defense, promote the general welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our posterity, do ordain and establish this Constitution for the United States of America.

I’m very grateful to have been born an American. I can honestly say that sometimes, I wake up and thank God with my some of my very first prayers for his putting me here on American soil. I am third generation American, my family immigrated here from Mexico.

While there are those who wave the flag of their country in ours, I know of no other country where that would be possible. I have lived in foreign countries in my adult life and nowhere have I found a place as beautiful or as majestic as this one.

There is not another country that offers a free education to every child regardless of nationality. Even those people who are here illegally have access to a free education, will be attended to in an emergency room, can receive welfare, subsidized housing and graduate from our finest colleges.

For those that say they held down by system of this country, I say I don’t get it. While you may be held down by the ideals within yourself, what I have found is that you are only limited by your own expectations. This is still a country that cheers hard work and perseverance.

America is going through a rough patch right now. We’ve overspent, we bailed out not only our own but others as well, we’ve made some costly errors. Some say we are moments away from falling like the Roman Empire. Our founding fathers put in place a constitution that still today, if adhered to, will lead us to a freedom to be who we were destined to be and will ensure that freedom for generations to come. We aren’t perfect, we aren’t always in the right, but we are afforded the opportunity to make those choices. The people who put their hard work and perseverance behind their ideals is what made this a great nation.

On this fourth of July I pay tribute to the United States of America and all of those who gave her life for her. May God bless America always.

Cell Phone Etiquette

 

Just because a cell phone seems like a tether to 24/7 access doesn’t mean that manners went away. Here are a two very important things to remember when using a cell phone:

  • Use the 9-9 rule. If this is a personal cell phone you are calling, please do not call before 9 am nor after 9 pm unless it’s an emergency. A REAL emergency, like someone has been rushed to the hospital, not like you ran out of milk for your cereal. Instead, if it’s important, send a text, if the person is available they’ll call you. If not, you’ve not disturbed them.
  • Do not hang up and call over and over again. If the person didn’t answer the first time, leave a message. Sometimes, if I’m in a meeting and you call, I can’t answer. If you hang up and call right back, I’m still in a meeting and still can’t answer. If you hang up and call a third time, you’re just being annoying and it gets irritating. LEAVE A MESSAGE.

Do not expect that because it’s a cell phone the person has the phone on all the time. There are times when I’m home and downstairs cooking dinner, doing laundry or whatever and my phone is upstairs. There are times when I’m on a date with my husband and want to focus on him. There are times when I (gasp) take a shower or take the dog for a walk, or am sitting on my front porch reading a book. It’s not personal, we have lives away from our cell phones.

For me, I found that I had become addicted to the phone and others had become addicted to being able to call me all the time. It hit home one day, when at family dinner, we all had our cell phones next to our plate. I determined to simplify my life this year. To get back to basics. To not fall into a trap of having to answer while I’m trying to eat. So my phone gets turned off sometimes on purpose. It gets left behind sometimes on purpose. It doesn’t mean I don’t love you, it just means I am not always available.

The Fawn and His Mother

an Aeosop Fable:

A young fawn once said to his Mother, “You are larger than a dog, and swifter, and more used to running, and you have your horns as a defense; why, then, O Mother! do the hounds frighten you so? ” She smiled, and said: “I know full well, my son, that all you say is true. I have the advantages you mention, but when I hear even the bark of a single dog I feel ready to faint, and fly away as fast as I can.”

No arguments will give courage to the coward.

Life Happenings In Bullets

  • These days I am reflective.
  • I haven’t been blogging much because I’ve been introspective.
  • Assessing some mistakes made in the past, that affect my today.
  • Don’t you wish you got a do-over on some aspects of your life, all while keeping the things you love?
  • Yeah me too!
  • Then there are the fantastic things that have happened that I am forever grateful for.
  • Love is complicated. Loving everyone is even more complicated, yet we’re commanded to do so. Yikes!
  • Nope this love revelation has nothing to do with my marriage.
  • Car issues are affecting my life these days.
  • I want a Chevy Camaro.
  • My husband thinks this is nothing but a mid-life crisis.
  • He wants a crossover.
  • When did all the people in People Magazine become unknown to me?
  • I am simplifying my life. It’s complicated.
  • My sense of humor is back.
  • I’m not sure if that’s a good thing or not but I love the show An Idiot Abroad.
  • ‘Nuff said about that.
  • Or not, maybe I was supposed to be born British?
  • Either my compassion is increasing or my hormones are out of balance.
  • Can’t quite figure it out.
  • I am forevermore more in love with Jesus more than before.
  • I am resolved to take action on issues affecting women.
  • I am in love with the TLC group.
  • I see their progress and I want to scream, “THANK YOU GOD!”
  • I see their sadness and I want to hug them and tell them it will be okay.
  • Somehow though, I’ve realized God’s okay and our okay are not necessarily the same concept.
  • I’m loving the Life Connections class.
  • Leah’s lemon bars, well let’s face it, all of her concoctions are to die for.
  • I wonder if she knows I skip dinner on class night in hopes she brings a dessert?
  • Lauren graduated from high school and signed up for community college.
  • She also hit her first car about two weeks into driving on her own.
  • We celebrated our 9th wedding anniversary last week.
  • Our kids are going to work with us this summer.

Inviting The Pastor To Dinner

Someone asked recently what the etiquette was for inviting the Pastor over for dinner. It’s the same as with anyone else. Some tips to remember:

  • Pastors are normal people so discuss normal things. Theological discussions aren’t off-limits nor are they they only thing a pastor can talk about.
  • Discussions about church are not off-limits but questions about other people are.
  • They don’t get many invitations. Mainly because people don’t know what to expect. So keep it real but respectful.
  • Don’t invite the Pastor over with a hidden agenda of counseling or complaints. Invite him over because you’d like to break bread with him and have a relaxing time.
  • Please feel free to pray for the meal. A Pastor is not put out if he gives the blessing or not.
  • Be authentic. The Pastor isn’t looking trying to make you feel uncomfortable.

Tend To Grow

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I am not a gardener. I don’t even pretend to begin to fake that I like it one bit. Oh, don’t get me wrong, I love the end result. I love how a garden looks. I love any kind of garden. Fresh vegetable gardens, as if duh there were any other kind, herb gardens, flower gardens, they are all beautiful and they show the handiwork of a hard worker who has gotten on their knees, tilled the ground, dug a hole, planted a seed, watered and watched, pulled the weeds that tried to overtake the life that was planted.

I imagine that suddenly one day, the gardener’s seedlings begin to sprout and they are rewarded for their hard work by color, fragrance, the fruit of their labor and love, and the care they took to plant. I bet going out to your garden to get fresh vegetables, herbs and flowers gives you greatest satisfaction on earth. I would like to have a garden. I really would. Oh, and a gardener while I’m at it.

As a Christian I am supposed to be a gardener of souls. Now that interests me. However, the work is enormous and somehow, it makes me think that gardening plants would be the easier plan, should I get a choice.

When I think of the steps of a gardener I imagine his first step is to go into a nursery filled with plants. He walks through the rows of plants determining which ones he’ll choose. Then again, maybe I get ahead of myself, perhaps the first thing he does is get a book about gardening or google gardening. I mean, I would think there are seasons in which some plants grow and others don’t. There are regional areas in which we live in which some plants thrive and others don’t. Well, it seems to be a complicated process. Then there are mulches and vitamins and things which have to be mixed in with the dirt that has been tilled. Does the plant like total sunlight or partial shade? How does a gardener keep the bugs off?

I suppose harvesting souls would be much the same way. Grab a bible and figure out what environment it takes to grow a soul. Do you have the proper additive to mix in the soil, when planting a seed? Do you understand timing, season, environment? Do you think all souls grow the same way? Do you over water or neglect? Do you rejoice when you see the seedling hatch, for use of a better word,what is the word anyway? Do pluck it out of the ground to show it off before it’s well-rooted? What’s your strategy for pulling weeds that are trying to suck the life out your newly planted seed? What do we do to keep the bugs off?

Simple questions I am asking myself these days. Praying for simple answers. Praying for revelation and above all else, praying for more desire than ever before and the ability to tend my seed until it grows!

Marriage Decline

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From the Patriot Post:

The U.S. Census Bureau last week released demographic data on married versus unmarried couples in the U.S., and, not surprisingly, the results aren’t good. According to the Associated Press, “It’s a trend that’s been creeping along for decades, but in the 2010 Census, married couples represent 48 percent of all households. That’s down from 52 percent in the last Census and, for the first time in U.S. history, puts households led by married couples as a plurality.”

The AP quotes Portland State University demographer Charles Rynerson, who says, “People in their 20s are postponing marriage for many reasons, including money. We also have an aging population, so there’s more people living alone.” The median age for marrying now is 28 for men and 26 for women. Fifty years ago, it was 23 and 20, respectively. The difference could in large part be due to so many Americans’ opinion that marriage has become obsolete. According to a Pew Research Center study, 39 percent hold this view. Here in our humble shop, we still hold to the age-old view that marriage — between one man and one woman — is the building block of society. In a culture that wants to cram that building block into a round hole, however, the traditions that made America great are slowly being abandoned.