Bigfoot

I went on an adventure to Goodwill yesterday, looking for planters for my new herbs (more posts to come on that!). While I was there I had to stop by the shoes. Now, I have pretty big feet - but nothing like this!

Volcano

On Friday, a volcano that has been dormant in Chile for a suspected 9000 years erupted causing the evacuation of more than 4000 people. It caught everyone by surprise, but somebody grabbed a camara. Here's what Chileans were looking at:



It's a crazy time in the world with natural disasters adding up. In case you don't know what's going on in the world, check out the earthquake in China and the cyclone in Myanmar. If ever there was a time to pray for the nations, it is now!

The Secret Joys Of Elevators

So my office is on the second floor of the church which requires one, yes only one flight of stairs to reach. However every time I'm headed downstairs (or upstairs) I spot that beautiful, beckoning, steel masterpiece calling my name.

Yes - the elevator. I try to be good and take the stairs, but here's the deal: I wear heels a lot and wouldn't want to injure myself! Truth be told I make up lots of excuses for using the elevator...but that's not actually the point of this post.

The point of this post comes from the fact that while I was in said elevator this week, I found myself busting a move (and the move was not at all cool)! I was seriously into it, and suddenly I stopped and laughed at myself and thought of the ridiculous things I do (or other people do) when in the elevator.

Really, it's just 10 seconds out of my day that I can be completely insane and nobody can see me! So, with that being said, here's a list I've compiled (and by compiled I mean totally made up) of funny things people do while in elevators:

• Dance
• Do a quick clothes adjust (did someone say wedgie?)
• Dance ridiculously
• Employ the face (or gesture) they wanted to use when having a "difficult" conversation with their coworker
• Sing (this one is funny because the elevator is NOT sound proof)
• Sniff check (for those of you who don't know this one, that would be head to the right, arm above head, sniff)
• Handstands (really Kenz?)
• Stretches
• DANCE OUTRAGEOUSLY

So the next time you're in the elevator I hope you think of this post. And I hope it makes you laugh. And I hope you do one of the things on that list. And speaking of the list, did I forget anything?

As It Is In Heaven

When Jesus' disciples asked Him how to pray, He responded with what we call The Lord's Prayer. Growing up in the Lutheran church, I had it memorized by age 5 and we would say it aloud every Sunday. And even though I know it by heart and have said it thousands of times, I feel like I'm just now beginning to understand little pieces of it. For those of you who don't know it by heart, here it is:

Our Father, who art in Heaven
Hallowed be Thy name.
Thy Kingdom come
Thy will be done
On earth as it is in Heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread
And forgive us our trespasses
As we forgive those who trespass against us.
Lead us not into temptation
But deliver us from evil.
For Thine is the Kingdom
And the power
And the glory
Forever and ever. Amen.

The past few months I've thought a lot about suffering. After reading The Shack by William Young (which is still, DAILY, blowing my mind), I've wondered about tragedy, and seeing Jesus through it all. Not just ignoring it, but in the moment - in that most desperate situation, knowing the love of God that is most certainly not absent. Then, that phrase was whispered in my mind: As it is in Heaven... And it began to click. Now when I say click, I mean I haven't even begun to scratch the surface of this revelation! And I can't really put into words what I am seeing and learning and thinking about all this.

So, I gift you with this video. WARNING: I cried like a baby. Have the tissue ready - this video has a cruel twist. I sang this song at our recent Women's Retreat. I hadn't really thought much of the song before, but then I looked up the video just for kicks before I sang it. And...well just watch.

Also, if you want to see a really cute little girl singing the Lord's Prayer, click here! Thanks for reading.

And they lived happily ever after...and her too.

I'm preaching this Sunday in 180 about the life of David, and I thought I'd take a little break from studying to share this thought that's been swimming around in my head for a few days.

"Then David sent for Abigail to tell her that he wanted her for his wife. David's servants went to Abigail at Carmel with the message, "David sent us to bring you to marry him." She got up, and then bowed down, face to the ground, saying, "I'm your servant, ready to do anything you want. I'll even wash the feet of my master's servants!" Abigail didn't linger. She got on her donkey and, with her five maids in attendance, went with the messengers to David and became his wife." 1 Samuel 25:40-42

I've always loved the story of David & Abigail. It always seemed so sweet to me. In the midst of the "taking of wives" and seemingly no real romantic stories, this one blazed forth. I loved how the New King James Version put it:

"And David sent and proposed to Abigail..."

That's probably the only time the word "proposed" is used. But in our Bible reading this week I read it again, and it made me sad. Here's why:

v43-44: "David also married Ahinoam of Jezreel. Both women were his wives. Saul had married off David's wife Michal to Palti (Paltiel) son of Laish, who was from Gallim."

Blech. Now I've never been married, so I'm only guessing here, but I would say that most of the romance in a relationship could be easily sucked out by the addition of another wife. What is so strange here is that we don't see David ever consulting God about who to marry. Michal is given to him so he takes her, but then she is given away. He digs Abigail's chili (as my roommate would put it), so he proposes. And then he just decides to add a little Ahinoam, a dash of Bathsheba and so on. He looks around at the kings of the surrounding nations and decides to do as they do. He bypasses God's opinion. And my question is:

WHY??

David heard God's voice all the time. He asked a question, God answered. I long for that kind of intimacy and connection with God. So if it wasn't because He didn't hear God, then why?

You know, I think it was David's "one thing."

"One thing", you ask?

Yeah, you know that one thing that you just can't seem to surrender to God. That one thing that you constantly become impatient about or anxious for. We all have them - most of us have that one hundred things.

I know I have them in my life. But I also know that I have promised to love Jesus with all my heart, soul, mind and strength for the rest of my life. It's a romantic, passionate, forever commitment and I don't want to pledge my life to Him, and then turn around and pledge it to someone else (or something).

God has been speaking to me a lot lately about the power, influence and beauty of surrender. It's hard to accept that I am not in control. It's hard to accept that I don't get to taste all that the world has to offer. It's hard to look at the cool, popular nations around me and know that I can't be like them.

But I know this: I want romance in my life!


In other news, this is where I want to be RIGHT NOW:

A Stroll Down Memory Lane...

All I have to say is...

It's not love like we know it like you love your girl. It's a love from above, not of this world.

Also please take notice of the fanny pac. SCORE!




Let this tide you over. Tax day is today, and I will be free to blog!

Stay Tuned

Dear friends and faithful blog checkers,

I'm sorry I haven't been blogging lately. I blame it on lack of wireless. I do have a million things milling around in my head and I promise to blog them soon. Until then (Kristin this is for you) stay tuned!

The Sad Truth About Josiahs

It is inevitable: I love every Josiah I have ever known.

I know them in their infancy and then, every stinking time, they leave me. There are lots of kids I love, but there is something about Josiahs! Maybe it's because all of their parents have had a distinct impact on my life...

The first: Josiah Young

Oh I love love love him! When he was born I just fell in love with him. His parents are Brian & Tara Young. Brian was my 8th grade teacher and was the first person to ever make me wonder if a real relationship with God was possible. But, just after he was born, his parents were called away to far-away Iowa. No more Josiah. :( They do visit somewhat often, though, which I suppose is some consolation.

The second: Josiah Stern (picture stolen from Bo's blog)

I knew this kid when he was born when I was going to another church along with his awesome parents: Steve and Bo Stern. They were my youth pastors and Steve really taught me how to see God as a Father and Bo taught me passion. But (again) just after Josiah was born, God called them to another place and sadly, no more Josiah. :( The good thing is that now I tracked Bo down and am a stage 4 clinger to this family. So I get to see him all the time - yay!

The third: Josiah Earwicker

Talk about the cutest kid ever! I wasn't there when he was born, but now that he's in the states I have been soaking up every possible moment (plus I have the title of official baby holder). His parents are Brent & Virginia Earwicker. Brent and I went to high school together and because of his boldness to an angry, scary wretched girl, I committed my life to Jesus! This little guy is just so precious and so LONG! And he makes cute noises when he sleeps and I'm so sad that he is going away in just 5 days!!! Again, no more Josiah. :( But I guess it's that whole call of God on your life thing. Can't really argue with that.

So to all you Josiahs (and parents) - you are the greatest...and stop leaving me!!!