My Wordless Wednesday pictures: the early morning light shining through the trees in my back yard, and my laptop keyboard. I had the day off. It was a beautiful day, but I had much writing to do for many projects.
The keyboard won.
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Unravelled
Oh, little red scarf, why can't I finish you? Do you unravel yourself when I'm not looking? I've been working on you for so long, lovingly adding stitches to your length. Don't you know that you are being created for a purpose? You are to bring joy, warmth and comfort to a needy soul. Don't you want to fulfill your purpose? If you let me complete my work, then you can be bound off of my needles and find your freedom. Freedom to go, to fulfill your destiny in the life of another. Oh little red scarf, please let me finish you...
Oh, chosen child, why do you resist me? You undo the work I've done. I've spent your entire life working on you, placing you in places and situations that will grow you, mature you, enable you to fulfill your purpose. A purpose that is meant for you, and you alone. I can use you to bring joy, comfort, and peace to a needy soul. Don't you want to be free? When you stop working against me, and let Me be your strength and your guide, you will be free from the lies, the tricks, the strongholds that hold you back. Precious child, give your heart to me, and you can truly be free!
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
I'm a sucker for contests...
even though I never win. And there are several at this cool site I recently found called 5 Minutes for Mom. So you may be seeing many contests posted here. Just trying to share a little love!!
The latest is great for us bloggers and techno-geek types: it's a WD Passport Portable Hard Drive Giveaway. Click here to check it out.
The latest is great for us bloggers and techno-geek types: it's a WD Passport Portable Hard Drive Giveaway. Click here to check it out.
Monday, September 24, 2007
It's slowly starting to come together...
I got my first article to put in our brand new church publication, Compass Magazine! I'm the general editor, and today was the first deadline of many. The welcome message from our pastor is the first piece of content that I have received, and I am so excited! I got a call from one of our student pastors, and he passed the phone around the office to others ministry leaders. I heard promises of more articles on their way this evening. I was afraid that I would have to start a "late" fund, and start charging the contributors for each day they missed the deadline!
But for now, I can still be a nice editor. :-)
I can't wait to see how God brings this all together...
Friday, September 21, 2007
Bloggy Good Contest Fun
I have stumbled across several contests and giveaways this week, and I thought I'd share them with you all in one spot!
Click 5 Minutes for Mom for a shot at a free pink Dyson vaccuum.
Click Everyday Mommy to be entered into a drawing for some free Wedge Clogs by Easy Spirit.
I thought there were more, but that's all I can find for now.
Good luck!
Click 5 Minutes for Mom for a shot at a free pink Dyson vaccuum.
Click Everyday Mommy to be entered into a drawing for some free Wedge Clogs by Easy Spirit.
I thought there were more, but that's all I can find for now.
Good luck!
Where were you?
With the recent anniversary of 9/11, a co-worker started a discussion we've all had before. "Do you remember where you were on 9/11? When the Challenger exploded? When JFK was shot?" The point was, these were all significant events in America's history, and, as Americans, a significant event in our lives as well.
I will probably always remember, even years from now, how I felt on 9/11. I was at work in a doctor's office, with no TV. My husband was on business in Chicago, and I was pregnant with our first child together. I remember the terror as we listened to the radio through the overhead speakers, the crying faces all around when the realization came. I remember the panic when I couldn't reach my husband on his phone as I desperately tried to call him, to beg him to stay away from the Sears Tower.
I remember sitting in the floor of my living room as a little girl, writing in my new red velvet covered diary when the Challenger exploded. I watched images over and over on our TV, too unimaginable to believe.
Our minds seem to record the details of important events. We don't specifically direct our brain to save information. It just happens. We can't really choose what we remember and what we forget.
So, if as Americans we remember events that are important in our American lives, then as Christians, do we remember the important events that occur in our Christian lives?
In 2004, I went to Biltmore Baptist Church. Each fall they have an outdoor baptism at Biltmore Lake (lots of our area landmarks and businesses are prefaced by "Biltmore", because of the Biltmore House). During that previous year, I had struggled through the premature birth and subsequent 11 day long hospital stay of my third son. I came to personally realize that God was pursuing me, and I knew that I needed to be baptised again. God told my heart this every Sunday. I would cry with conviction at the end of every service.
This is a photo of Biltmore Lake. I was rebaptised in a Believer's Baptism on August 8, 2004 in these very waters. There were tents all around, with tables set up for all the food. The prayer ministry coordinator tried very hard to find a seat under one of the tents for us, to shield my tiny baby and toddler from the August heat. I lost my footing and nearly fell back in as I rose from the water, finally, truly, washed clean of my sins.
The significance of this is two-fold. First, this was certainly a milestone on my Christian walk. A turning point. I turned toward God, and resolved to stay turned that way. Secondly, I don't remember my first baptism. I know where it was, but I don't remember the day, or how old I was. So, I guess, to my little girl mind, it wasn't so significant. It didn't seem important enough to my child brain to hold on to.
Don't you think that committing your life to Christ is worth remembering? Do you have any spiritual markers in your life? Can you vividly remember times when you have undoubtedly faced God? I'd love to hear your stories...
I will probably always remember, even years from now, how I felt on 9/11. I was at work in a doctor's office, with no TV. My husband was on business in Chicago, and I was pregnant with our first child together. I remember the terror as we listened to the radio through the overhead speakers, the crying faces all around when the realization came. I remember the panic when I couldn't reach my husband on his phone as I desperately tried to call him, to beg him to stay away from the Sears Tower.
I remember sitting in the floor of my living room as a little girl, writing in my new red velvet covered diary when the Challenger exploded. I watched images over and over on our TV, too unimaginable to believe.
Our minds seem to record the details of important events. We don't specifically direct our brain to save information. It just happens. We can't really choose what we remember and what we forget.
So, if as Americans we remember events that are important in our American lives, then as Christians, do we remember the important events that occur in our Christian lives?
In 2004, I went to Biltmore Baptist Church. Each fall they have an outdoor baptism at Biltmore Lake (lots of our area landmarks and businesses are prefaced by "Biltmore", because of the Biltmore House). During that previous year, I had struggled through the premature birth and subsequent 11 day long hospital stay of my third son. I came to personally realize that God was pursuing me, and I knew that I needed to be baptised again. God told my heart this every Sunday. I would cry with conviction at the end of every service.
This is a photo of Biltmore Lake. I was rebaptised in a Believer's Baptism on August 8, 2004 in these very waters. There were tents all around, with tables set up for all the food. The prayer ministry coordinator tried very hard to find a seat under one of the tents for us, to shield my tiny baby and toddler from the August heat. I lost my footing and nearly fell back in as I rose from the water, finally, truly, washed clean of my sins.
The significance of this is two-fold. First, this was certainly a milestone on my Christian walk. A turning point. I turned toward God, and resolved to stay turned that way. Secondly, I don't remember my first baptism. I know where it was, but I don't remember the day, or how old I was. So, I guess, to my little girl mind, it wasn't so significant. It didn't seem important enough to my child brain to hold on to.
Don't you think that committing your life to Christ is worth remembering? Do you have any spiritual markers in your life? Can you vividly remember times when you have undoubtedly faced God? I'd love to hear your stories...
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