This past weekend just about wiped me out physically and emotionally. Last week was packed with final preparation in getting Morgan ready for college, holding one of my real estate closings together the day before we left town, shuttling a son to all the football demands, losing a dear friend who now is hanging out with Jesus, moving Morgan in her dorm and then returning to serve hot dogs at a local festival with over 6,000 attendees. We topped it all off with an amazing time of worship yesterday!
So as Monday starts, my body is recovering and my heart is still reflecting. I really did not think Morgan heading to college would cause me to think about all the things that have been racing through my head. I knew I would be emotional. I mean I can cry over a commercial. It is family entertainment in my house to watch something on t.v. and then turn to see if mom made it through it. However, the emotions were more than just saying goodbye. As I tried to mix work with my Morgie time, once again the demands of work interrupted our plans. It has always been a tug of war with my heart. Real estate is not defined by an 8 to 5 work day. As I was on the phone and using an attorney's office to hang out with my daughter, she informed me not to worry because "this has always been a part of my life". The whole experience caused me to reflect on the 18 years of raising Morgan and the next 18 or so years ahead with my other three children.
As many know, in the last 18 years I have been divorced twice and married a third time. It is part of my story and the redeeming love of Jesus. Morgan has been through it all with me and yet she has turned out amazing. It is due to the many, many prayers of lots of people including this mom. Those kind of life experiences can make moving to college twice as stressful. Which daddies and mommies are going? Who is doing what? How many introductions and explanations will I have to give? Will everybody get along and not feel weird?
Move in day included me, Ridley, Morgan, her dad and Alex (Morgan and Alex were celebrating one year of dating on move in day). I have always been pleased with the relationship that Morgan's dad and I have had in raising Morgan. As with any divorce, there are difficult things to work out and unselfishness required. It is hard for everybody. So on Saturday we all worked together in an 11 x 11 room with Morgan's new roommate and her family. Things went great. I was so proud of the daddies! A dad and a stepdad working together, laughing, and loving their daughter.
As the day was moving along, I knew saying goodbye was coming. I couldn't wrap my brain around what that was going to look like. We found out there was a parent/student meeting with a 10 minute slot for goodbye before Morgan had a hall meeting. Seriously, 10 minutes? I had been praying for weeks for this time and there were 4 people that needed to say goodbye. I watched a respectable young man who loves my daughter, kiss his girlfriend goodbye and step away so her family could have time. Then I watched a stepdad whisper sweet things with tears in his eyes, as he hung on tight wishing for more time. I watched a dad kiss his little girl goodbye as 18 years flashed before him. I imagine he too was wishing for more time. Then it was my time. I didn't want to make it harder for her so I held her tight, told her I was so proud and I loved her. I knew she wanted some more time with Alex so I told her to feel free to go to his car. As she walked away, I witnessed the sweetest moment I never expected.
Instead of watching my daughter walk away, I watched Ridley step forward and shake Jeff's hand. He thanked Jeff for allowing him to be a part of Morgan's special day. Then Jeff thanked Ridley for the influence he has had on Morgan. He told Ridley that his own stepdad had been a very important part of his life so he knew how important Ridley was in Morgan's life. Then Jeff came and hugged me as he thanked me for raising our daughter so well. It wasn't a time for Morgan to see, but....it was for Morgan. I later thought about Chapter 3 in Ecclesiastes where it says "a time to tear down and a time to build." I am so proud of these daddies. It takes real men to love like that.
There are so many divorced families and so many children caught in the middle. I challenge all the mommies and daddies (biological and step) to love in a way that can build up what has been torn down. Be Jesus to your children!
Monday, August 30, 2010
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Entangled
Jesus is the only perfect person that has EVER lived!
I read that this morning and I must confess that I took a big breath and felt a "whew" coming on. Obviously, I know that statement to be true but the pressures of the world can cause us to pile some guilt onto ourselves to be perfect. After the guilt, comes the performance. It reminds me of professional ice skating. The skater poses until the music starts and with the first note, she begins. Can she pull it off? The commentators critique every move followed by the judges' individual scores. "Flawless performance" or "Oops, she slipped as she landed". At the end, the worn out athlete sits trying to catch her breath as she waits for her big number. 9.0.....Almost.
My music starts the minute I wake up. "She's off". I am my own worst commentator. "Oh Lisa, there's a point off". "Great! Big mistake." "Can she recover?" At the end of the day, I plop down in the bed as I picture my family sitting in the judges' seats holding up cards with my score for the day. 9.0....Almost.
"It is God who arms me with strength and makes my way perfect" (2 Samuel 22:33). I read that too this morning and there was relief in those words. Another "whew". God doesn't make ME perfect. He makes my WAY perfect. I have full responsibility to invite Him to do that and responsibility to let Him. I can't just invite Him and then not let Him in. I have to do my part.
I thought back to a conversation that Ridley and I just had at the end of last week. We had a quiet moment to share what our temptations are. I immediately started praying when the topic came up because I really do want to know so I can be a better prayer partner but I also wanted to be sure to receive the information. I want to create an environment where my best friend can and wants to share. It isn't always easy to hear those things from your spouse, but it does make the relationship better and stronger. He then turned the question to me. I will tell you that I hadn't thought too much about it lately. Big mistake! We have to know where the pitfalls are and stay far away from them. For some reason, we tend to think that men are the only ones with temptations. We chalk it up to lust and sexual temptations being a "guy thing" but the Bible is clear to say that temptation is to entice someone to sin. Plain and simple.
Women can struggle with sexual temptations too. Don't be foolish to assume that only men are "visual" and you and I can't be tempted by some nice biceps or a whole football team playing with their shirts off. You seriously don't think those cologne samples in magazines are just for your nose to do some Christmas shopping do you? They are glued right next to the cute, young man that looks like he just worked out for 12 hours and has been tanning for the other 12 hours.
Then there are the not so obvious temptations of anger, greed, money, gossip, jealousy, loneliness, or our words. If you are like me, you should be squirming about now. Some of these tend to slip into the crack of "not as severe" sin. That is what Satan wants us to believe. They become such a part of our everyday lives that we find ourselves entangled and comfortable with sin.
We can't be perfect but we can be better. We can't be perfect but God can make our way perfect. One way to do that is to think about the pitfalls that entangle us daily. Matthew 26:41....."watch and pray so that you will not fall into temptation." If we do not abide in prayer, we will abide in temptation and become entangled. Jesus was tempted. He knows it is tough stuff for us. It is all about what we do with the temptation. The temptation itself is not the sin. Our reaction to the temptation is where we make the choice to step away or fall. The second part of that verse in Matthew says "the spirit is willing, but the body is weak." He is saying there is no way you can do this Lisa without me. You can never be perfect but I am willing and want to make your way perfect.
Stop performing and keep praying!
I read that this morning and I must confess that I took a big breath and felt a "whew" coming on. Obviously, I know that statement to be true but the pressures of the world can cause us to pile some guilt onto ourselves to be perfect. After the guilt, comes the performance. It reminds me of professional ice skating. The skater poses until the music starts and with the first note, she begins. Can she pull it off? The commentators critique every move followed by the judges' individual scores. "Flawless performance" or "Oops, she slipped as she landed". At the end, the worn out athlete sits trying to catch her breath as she waits for her big number. 9.0.....Almost.
My music starts the minute I wake up. "She's off". I am my own worst commentator. "Oh Lisa, there's a point off". "Great! Big mistake." "Can she recover?" At the end of the day, I plop down in the bed as I picture my family sitting in the judges' seats holding up cards with my score for the day. 9.0....Almost.
"It is God who arms me with strength and makes my way perfect" (2 Samuel 22:33). I read that too this morning and there was relief in those words. Another "whew". God doesn't make ME perfect. He makes my WAY perfect. I have full responsibility to invite Him to do that and responsibility to let Him. I can't just invite Him and then not let Him in. I have to do my part.
I thought back to a conversation that Ridley and I just had at the end of last week. We had a quiet moment to share what our temptations are. I immediately started praying when the topic came up because I really do want to know so I can be a better prayer partner but I also wanted to be sure to receive the information. I want to create an environment where my best friend can and wants to share. It isn't always easy to hear those things from your spouse, but it does make the relationship better and stronger. He then turned the question to me. I will tell you that I hadn't thought too much about it lately. Big mistake! We have to know where the pitfalls are and stay far away from them. For some reason, we tend to think that men are the only ones with temptations. We chalk it up to lust and sexual temptations being a "guy thing" but the Bible is clear to say that temptation is to entice someone to sin. Plain and simple.
Women can struggle with sexual temptations too. Don't be foolish to assume that only men are "visual" and you and I can't be tempted by some nice biceps or a whole football team playing with their shirts off. You seriously don't think those cologne samples in magazines are just for your nose to do some Christmas shopping do you? They are glued right next to the cute, young man that looks like he just worked out for 12 hours and has been tanning for the other 12 hours.
Then there are the not so obvious temptations of anger, greed, money, gossip, jealousy, loneliness, or our words. If you are like me, you should be squirming about now. Some of these tend to slip into the crack of "not as severe" sin. That is what Satan wants us to believe. They become such a part of our everyday lives that we find ourselves entangled and comfortable with sin.
We can't be perfect but we can be better. We can't be perfect but God can make our way perfect. One way to do that is to think about the pitfalls that entangle us daily. Matthew 26:41....."watch and pray so that you will not fall into temptation." If we do not abide in prayer, we will abide in temptation and become entangled. Jesus was tempted. He knows it is tough stuff for us. It is all about what we do with the temptation. The temptation itself is not the sin. Our reaction to the temptation is where we make the choice to step away or fall. The second part of that verse in Matthew says "the spirit is willing, but the body is weak." He is saying there is no way you can do this Lisa without me. You can never be perfect but I am willing and want to make your way perfect.
Stop performing and keep praying!
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Renew NOW!
I have grown to love junk mail. When I grab the folded stack of mail from the mail box, my fingers start flipping. "Junk. Junk. Junk.....YEAH! No bills!" There is a great feeling when you can throw the day's mail all away in the trash. I have even texted Ridley at times to say, "No bills today". One part of the junk mail that always baffles me is my Cooking Light magazine subscription notice. "Renew NOW". Are you kidding me? I thought I just did. That is quickly followed by "Last Notice" then followed by "Final Renewal Offer." I think the magazine companies stalk you the minute your annual subscription starts.
Our church sends daily text messages with scripture. It is usually the same verse each day which has something to do with the upcoming sermon. I love the thought of all our Ridgeview family getting God's Word throughout the day at the same time. God's Word is never a waste. The verse this week is Romans 12:2. "Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind." I have pondered on this verse so far this week, a little more than usual. I think it stems from a conversation I had with a new friend this week. The subject of our conversation was the amazing power of Jesus to heal emotional pain. As I listened to the story she shared, I could almost feel the pain in each detail. Her eyes sparkled with hope but there was that hint of hurt that still lingered in her heart. As she bragged on her Jesus, her lips curled into a smile. I was instantly proud of her! Her next statement stuck! She said, "God has done a miracle, but my thought life will never be the same. It just changed me and I have to work so hard to have the right thoughts." Those probably aren't the exact words but I haven't stopped thinking about that way I heard her explain it.
The part of our weekly verse that keeps coming back to me when I think of my friend's statement, is RENEWING! The dictionary defines it as "to begin or start up again. To revive, make new or almost new again." I began digging and the word "mind" is all throughout the Bible. Here are some samples: "Our inner man is being renewed day by day." (2 Cor. 4:16) "Set your mind on things above, not on things on the earth." (Col. 3:2) I love this one..."inflated without cause by a fleshly mind." (Col. 2:18)
These are just a few. There are many more. I challenge you to study the biblical perspective and warnings about our minds.
Our minds have been programmed with established attitudes. They are our thoughts, opinions, ideas, and beliefs. They were probably formed by how we were raised, our education, our religious training, society (books, tv, movies) and our personal experiences. They permeate with fleshly focus, selfishness, and sinfulness. I know God knew it wouldn't be easy. I know He knew we would struggle with this. His Word confirms it when we read "renew day by day". He knew it would be a daily battle.
God has the kind of power that can take our hurt and our experiences and renew them in the right way. He can teach us how to look at things differently. No, our thought life will never be the same. Thank you Jesus! Let Him flip through your thoughts and throw out the junk mail. His renewal offer is always available and is never a Final Offer. We need it daily and the cool part is that Jesus says, "Guess what? No bills today. It's free."
Our church sends daily text messages with scripture. It is usually the same verse each day which has something to do with the upcoming sermon. I love the thought of all our Ridgeview family getting God's Word throughout the day at the same time. God's Word is never a waste. The verse this week is Romans 12:2. "Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind." I have pondered on this verse so far this week, a little more than usual. I think it stems from a conversation I had with a new friend this week. The subject of our conversation was the amazing power of Jesus to heal emotional pain. As I listened to the story she shared, I could almost feel the pain in each detail. Her eyes sparkled with hope but there was that hint of hurt that still lingered in her heart. As she bragged on her Jesus, her lips curled into a smile. I was instantly proud of her! Her next statement stuck! She said, "God has done a miracle, but my thought life will never be the same. It just changed me and I have to work so hard to have the right thoughts." Those probably aren't the exact words but I haven't stopped thinking about that way I heard her explain it.
The part of our weekly verse that keeps coming back to me when I think of my friend's statement, is RENEWING! The dictionary defines it as "to begin or start up again. To revive, make new or almost new again." I began digging and the word "mind" is all throughout the Bible. Here are some samples: "Our inner man is being renewed day by day." (2 Cor. 4:16) "Set your mind on things above, not on things on the earth." (Col. 3:2) I love this one..."inflated without cause by a fleshly mind." (Col. 2:18)
These are just a few. There are many more. I challenge you to study the biblical perspective and warnings about our minds.
Our minds have been programmed with established attitudes. They are our thoughts, opinions, ideas, and beliefs. They were probably formed by how we were raised, our education, our religious training, society (books, tv, movies) and our personal experiences. They permeate with fleshly focus, selfishness, and sinfulness. I know God knew it wouldn't be easy. I know He knew we would struggle with this. His Word confirms it when we read "renew day by day". He knew it would be a daily battle.
God has the kind of power that can take our hurt and our experiences and renew them in the right way. He can teach us how to look at things differently. No, our thought life will never be the same. Thank you Jesus! Let Him flip through your thoughts and throw out the junk mail. His renewal offer is always available and is never a Final Offer. We need it daily and the cool part is that Jesus says, "Guess what? No bills today. It's free."
Monday, August 16, 2010
Knock Knock! Whose There?
We have one of those front doors on our house that should just have a sign that says, "Hello World! Come on In". It is a double door with glass from top to bottom. When we first moved in, I saw my dad parked out front one night. I called him on his cell to ask why he wasn't coming in and he responded, "I am watching the game on your t.v."
Many times I have been stuck and wished we had a full wood door. As a realtor, I know that wood plus sun equals lots of maintenance. As a mom, I know glass plus children equals a lot of windex. That isn't what I am referring to when I say I have been stuck. I have found myself playing an adult game of hide and seek several times. There are the times I dart across the foyer to head to the dryer only to find that the rest of my outfit back across the foyer is going to have to wait because somebody is ringing the bell. Then there are the times I have tried to get a jump on my to do list early in the morning only to find myself faxing in my front office when the bell rings. Evaluating my attire and hair, I know I am in no condition to answer the door and greet our church member. There are also those moments I move from hide and seek to a game of dodge ball. You know, the cute girl scout trying to sell me minty sin in a sleeve. I have a hard time saying, "No". How about the unexpected visitor that has a lanyard with a badge and steps three steps back after ringing the bell. This is when I yell, "Honey, it's for you". After all, Ridley does a great job handling our finances.
So it is a Monday and nobody has rung the doorbell yet, but I will confess I am wanting a wood door today. In a brief moment of desperation for some encouragement this morning I opened my Bible to Revelation 3:20. Sometimes I do that. I just flip it open and ask God to love on me. Verse 20 says, "Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with him, and he with me". Ding dong! "Here I am", He says. Wait Jesus. I am not ready for you yet today. I am still trying to get my big girl panties on. So Jesus laughs and says, "Lisa you need to lose wait. I don't mean those pants make your butt look big. I mean you need to go on and let me in. I am knocking this morning and I can help with the sadness you are feeling."
Jesus isn't about breaking and entering. He knocks on the door of our hearts and He wants us to let Him in. He is patient but persistent. He can see into our hearts anyway. He has his nose pressed on the glass and is watching. He knows this mom is scared about sending one daughter off to college in 11 days and another daughter to her real dad's house to spend the night for the first time since the divorce. That is a whole lot of uncertainty for a protective mommy that has seen people come and go in her life.
Jesus isn't a stranger to me. I have to be intentional about letting Him in. I really don't want to leave His life changing power on the other side of the door. He can handle my morning hair and breath. He can handle my tears and my fears. He is all about makeovers. I need to go let Him in.
Many times I have been stuck and wished we had a full wood door. As a realtor, I know that wood plus sun equals lots of maintenance. As a mom, I know glass plus children equals a lot of windex. That isn't what I am referring to when I say I have been stuck. I have found myself playing an adult game of hide and seek several times. There are the times I dart across the foyer to head to the dryer only to find that the rest of my outfit back across the foyer is going to have to wait because somebody is ringing the bell. Then there are the times I have tried to get a jump on my to do list early in the morning only to find myself faxing in my front office when the bell rings. Evaluating my attire and hair, I know I am in no condition to answer the door and greet our church member. There are also those moments I move from hide and seek to a game of dodge ball. You know, the cute girl scout trying to sell me minty sin in a sleeve. I have a hard time saying, "No". How about the unexpected visitor that has a lanyard with a badge and steps three steps back after ringing the bell. This is when I yell, "Honey, it's for you". After all, Ridley does a great job handling our finances.
So it is a Monday and nobody has rung the doorbell yet, but I will confess I am wanting a wood door today. In a brief moment of desperation for some encouragement this morning I opened my Bible to Revelation 3:20. Sometimes I do that. I just flip it open and ask God to love on me. Verse 20 says, "Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with him, and he with me". Ding dong! "Here I am", He says. Wait Jesus. I am not ready for you yet today. I am still trying to get my big girl panties on. So Jesus laughs and says, "Lisa you need to lose wait. I don't mean those pants make your butt look big. I mean you need to go on and let me in. I am knocking this morning and I can help with the sadness you are feeling."
Jesus isn't about breaking and entering. He knocks on the door of our hearts and He wants us to let Him in. He is patient but persistent. He can see into our hearts anyway. He has his nose pressed on the glass and is watching. He knows this mom is scared about sending one daughter off to college in 11 days and another daughter to her real dad's house to spend the night for the first time since the divorce. That is a whole lot of uncertainty for a protective mommy that has seen people come and go in her life.
Jesus isn't a stranger to me. I have to be intentional about letting Him in. I really don't want to leave His life changing power on the other side of the door. He can handle my morning hair and breath. He can handle my tears and my fears. He is all about makeovers. I need to go let Him in.
Thursday, August 12, 2010
To Be Continued....
My last post from a couple of days ago has left an impression on me. I am so thankful for the transparency and openness you all were able to share. At the same time, It has been heavy on my heart to pray for each of you. I have printed your request from Facebook, my blog or I have written out the text request and I am praying over them daily. I would love for you to keep me posted. Each need and request is important! The coolest part of it all is that over the last few days, I have received calls, emails or had face to face conversations with people that are also praying for you. I was serving at a luncheon yesterday and a lady came up to me and said, "I am praying for Janet to be healed". My heart did back flips. We both discussed how we are praying that you will walk out on that field on Senior Night with your son without your walker. So Ms. Janet, there are people all over praying for you. I wish I had a way to contact you. If you wouldn't mind sending me your email address, I would love to share some personal thoughts with you. This was the only way for me to ask you. My email is lisa@lisadbarron.com
I found myself with each prayer being more aware of lost people. Years ago, when I walked back in the doors of my church as a big girl and yet as a soon to be baby Christian, the term "lost" had me confused. Every time I heard it, it tickled my ears. I wondered why so many people couldn't figure out where our church was. It's funny now but let's be real. Our jargon and fragmented, biblical statements can sound odd to others. I have lost friends and family that I love dearly. So, I am careful to not beg Jesus to come on back and get us on the days that I am slap worn out. I have work to do!!!!
When praying over the request from my blog, I was wishing that my friends, family and people I don't even know, could feel the love that Christians have for one another. Yes, it is so important to get our eternity set and secure, but the added bonus is doing this life with people who love us without even meeting us. There is a bond unlike any other that comes from the love of Jesus.
I long for people to really know that. We work so hard to have the best dress for an event or the best shoes to go with the dress. We strive for the best job with the best financial opportunity. We want our kids to get the best education. We want the best marriage. We want the best deals at the store. We get the best savings plan and life insurance in place. Why in the world would we not secure the absolute best "forever" for ourselves?
Here is the flat out honest truth...Being a good person doesn't get you into heaven. The only other option is eternity in hell. That may sound harsh to you but it is that cut and dry. I know there are many who feel there are other options, but there aren't.
God's word tells us in Acts 17:31 "For He has set a day when He will judge the world with justice by the man (Jesus) He has appointed. He has given proof of this to all men by raising Him from the dead". The Bible goes on to say in Acts 4:12 "Salvation is found in no one else, for there is no other name under heaven given to men by which we must be saved."
I think the hard part for some to grasp is that they can't see Jesus and they can't picture eternity so it must not be real. In trying to explain it to my daughter when she was younger, I told her it was a lot like Geometry. You can't see Plane A and Plane B intersecting but they do and so we have Geometry. Our minds aren't meant to fully understand heaven. I don't think we could handle how awesome it is going to be. I can assure you we aren't going to have assigned clouds and be plucking on a harp for eternity. I am talking dancing, streets of gold, endless chocolate, no belly aches, no budgets, no hurting.....the list goes on. Now those are the things that I try to think about. Nobody really knows every detail.
Here is the most important question I have: "Is it worth risking to be wrong?" If you are one that tends to need research, backup, and proof, then read the Bible. If you are one to doubt the Bible, "What do you have to lose to just believe?"
The greatest part of it all is that it is simple and free. You just ask Jesus to come into your heart and be the boss of your life. You simply ask Him to forgive you for your mess ups and ask Him to teach you how to be less messy. See, you don't have to get all dressed up for Jesus. You don't need the best dress or the best shoes to receive the BEST. He wants you right now, just as you are. Then He never leaves you. He helps you through stressful times. He helps you to see things differently. He never stops loving on you. He listens when others won't. He provides for you when people or things don't. And to top it all off, until He meets you face to face, He gives you the incredible opportunity to enjoy life here and now in such a cool way. Not an easy way, but in a way that makes everything have a greater purpose.
As I wrote the name BARRON in three lunch boxes last night, I thought about the lost and found. I am sure our lunch boxes will end up there a time or two along with jackets, hoodies, and who knows what else. I know this, our name is on the things that belong to us and they will eventually make it home. Let Jesus write His name on your heart and you can know that you will make it HOME.
I found myself with each prayer being more aware of lost people. Years ago, when I walked back in the doors of my church as a big girl and yet as a soon to be baby Christian, the term "lost" had me confused. Every time I heard it, it tickled my ears. I wondered why so many people couldn't figure out where our church was. It's funny now but let's be real. Our jargon and fragmented, biblical statements can sound odd to others. I have lost friends and family that I love dearly. So, I am careful to not beg Jesus to come on back and get us on the days that I am slap worn out. I have work to do!!!!
When praying over the request from my blog, I was wishing that my friends, family and people I don't even know, could feel the love that Christians have for one another. Yes, it is so important to get our eternity set and secure, but the added bonus is doing this life with people who love us without even meeting us. There is a bond unlike any other that comes from the love of Jesus.
I long for people to really know that. We work so hard to have the best dress for an event or the best shoes to go with the dress. We strive for the best job with the best financial opportunity. We want our kids to get the best education. We want the best marriage. We want the best deals at the store. We get the best savings plan and life insurance in place. Why in the world would we not secure the absolute best "forever" for ourselves?
Here is the flat out honest truth...Being a good person doesn't get you into heaven. The only other option is eternity in hell. That may sound harsh to you but it is that cut and dry. I know there are many who feel there are other options, but there aren't.
God's word tells us in Acts 17:31 "For He has set a day when He will judge the world with justice by the man (Jesus) He has appointed. He has given proof of this to all men by raising Him from the dead". The Bible goes on to say in Acts 4:12 "Salvation is found in no one else, for there is no other name under heaven given to men by which we must be saved."
I think the hard part for some to grasp is that they can't see Jesus and they can't picture eternity so it must not be real. In trying to explain it to my daughter when she was younger, I told her it was a lot like Geometry. You can't see Plane A and Plane B intersecting but they do and so we have Geometry. Our minds aren't meant to fully understand heaven. I don't think we could handle how awesome it is going to be. I can assure you we aren't going to have assigned clouds and be plucking on a harp for eternity. I am talking dancing, streets of gold, endless chocolate, no belly aches, no budgets, no hurting.....the list goes on. Now those are the things that I try to think about. Nobody really knows every detail.
Here is the most important question I have: "Is it worth risking to be wrong?" If you are one that tends to need research, backup, and proof, then read the Bible. If you are one to doubt the Bible, "What do you have to lose to just believe?"
The greatest part of it all is that it is simple and free. You just ask Jesus to come into your heart and be the boss of your life. You simply ask Him to forgive you for your mess ups and ask Him to teach you how to be less messy. See, you don't have to get all dressed up for Jesus. You don't need the best dress or the best shoes to receive the BEST. He wants you right now, just as you are. Then He never leaves you. He helps you through stressful times. He helps you to see things differently. He never stops loving on you. He listens when others won't. He provides for you when people or things don't. And to top it all off, until He meets you face to face, He gives you the incredible opportunity to enjoy life here and now in such a cool way. Not an easy way, but in a way that makes everything have a greater purpose.
As I wrote the name BARRON in three lunch boxes last night, I thought about the lost and found. I am sure our lunch boxes will end up there a time or two along with jackets, hoodies, and who knows what else. I know this, our name is on the things that belong to us and they will eventually make it home. Let Jesus write His name on your heart and you can know that you will make it HOME.
Monday, August 9, 2010
In Your Business
This has been a cool week for me with an emphasis around prayer. Nothing super major except that prayer really matters. Oh, you may know that and believe it in your heart, but boy, it feels good. I don't mean that it feels good when the answers are the ones we desire. Let me explain.
This past week there were two days that a doctor we see twice a year was on my heart. I knew in the past she had been going through a tough season just through some basic conversations we had. For those two days last week, I prayed for her but that wasn't enough. The Holy Spirit prompted me to tell her. Ok, that had to be the spirit. In a busy day, you don't just find time to think about your doctor that you haven't seen in 6 months. So I emailed with a little nervousness that she was going to think I was a little nuts. She immediately responded that she had just had two very difficult days and wasn't feeling very hopeful at the time of my email. I hope that encouraged her prayer life but I sure know it encouraged mine.
Saturday, I was in my kitchen doing my thing. It was 10:00 a.m. and I got a text. I was thinking maybe it was from the agent showing a house we still own after 3 years of marriage. It was being shown from 9:30 to 10:00. It was from a dear friend of mine that is a huge prayer warrior. She said she felt a strong urge to pray for me right then. Sunday, when I saw her and explained the timing, she was blown away by the prompting of the Holy Spirit and I was too. Tears were in our eyes. The tears weren't because I have an offer on the house (even though I have been told one is coming today). Our tears were from the encouragement of prayer and the love of a heavenly Father that cares.
Sunday, I watched Abby baptized for a second time (a first time for me to witness). This time it was for her. She was much younger when she was first baptized and as she has grown, she has matured to see that maybe she did it for other people initially. For three years I have prayed for her in so many ways but her spiritual maturity has definitely been one of those request. It was sweet to see answers in action.
There were numerous other simple prayers and opportunities like that this past week. Tell people when you are praying for them. Right then! It encourages that person and will encourage you too.
I want to turn the table a little with today's post. As I often give you a glimpse into my world, today I would like to be in your business. I would like to know how I can pray for you. I want you to share so that you will know I am praying specifically for you. Other readers can pray for you and we can all be encouraged by the power of prayer and a loving Father that wants to hear from us.
How can I pray for you?
This past week there were two days that a doctor we see twice a year was on my heart. I knew in the past she had been going through a tough season just through some basic conversations we had. For those two days last week, I prayed for her but that wasn't enough. The Holy Spirit prompted me to tell her. Ok, that had to be the spirit. In a busy day, you don't just find time to think about your doctor that you haven't seen in 6 months. So I emailed with a little nervousness that she was going to think I was a little nuts. She immediately responded that she had just had two very difficult days and wasn't feeling very hopeful at the time of my email. I hope that encouraged her prayer life but I sure know it encouraged mine.
Saturday, I was in my kitchen doing my thing. It was 10:00 a.m. and I got a text. I was thinking maybe it was from the agent showing a house we still own after 3 years of marriage. It was being shown from 9:30 to 10:00. It was from a dear friend of mine that is a huge prayer warrior. She said she felt a strong urge to pray for me right then. Sunday, when I saw her and explained the timing, she was blown away by the prompting of the Holy Spirit and I was too. Tears were in our eyes. The tears weren't because I have an offer on the house (even though I have been told one is coming today). Our tears were from the encouragement of prayer and the love of a heavenly Father that cares.
Sunday, I watched Abby baptized for a second time (a first time for me to witness). This time it was for her. She was much younger when she was first baptized and as she has grown, she has matured to see that maybe she did it for other people initially. For three years I have prayed for her in so many ways but her spiritual maturity has definitely been one of those request. It was sweet to see answers in action.
There were numerous other simple prayers and opportunities like that this past week. Tell people when you are praying for them. Right then! It encourages that person and will encourage you too.
I want to turn the table a little with today's post. As I often give you a glimpse into my world, today I would like to be in your business. I would like to know how I can pray for you. I want you to share so that you will know I am praying specifically for you. Other readers can pray for you and we can all be encouraged by the power of prayer and a loving Father that wants to hear from us.
How can I pray for you?
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Beyond Words
We have great friends, Paul and Chrissy, who have been on a journey. It is a journey that isn't for everyone but when God is behind it, His attention to detail is beyond words. Paul and Chrissy have adopted three siblings from Ethiopia. I have heard numerous stories of couples doing the same but the Jensen journey is one I have prayed through and watched up close. Paul and Chrissy have 4 children and are adding 3 more. I will confess that my initial response was, "Are you crazy?" I stressed for my friends at time as I still adjust to and juggle my own new mix of 4 kids.
I don't know how to begin to explain all the ways that we have traced God's hand through their journey to this point. With each obstacle, we prayed and watched. Jesus knocked our socks off each time. I got to the point where if Chrissy called with what seemed like an impossible request, I just went ahead and took my socks off. Paperwork nightmares, finances, approvals, travel plans and more all fell into place. We prayed with a greater confidence with each need. Jesus momentum was rolling because it was obvious He wanted those three children to be a part of the Jensen clan.
With blending a family, I can even see how things I have learned in three years have allowed me the opportunity to pray in advance for Paul, Chrissy and the kids. I still can't imagine the challenges that are ahead for my friends. I mean, my four all speak English (except for when I call their name) and it has been a lot of work. The same God that pushed through paperwork will carry them through everything they face.
I am writing this after returning from the airport for their arrival. I was excited to meet the kids. To finally see the few photos we have prayed over, turn into real little people with voices and personalities is enough to give you butterflies in the belly. As I watched them approach through the plexiglass, my eyes immediately gazed to my friend, Chrissy. I missed her and just wanted to see for myself that she was ok. When I saw the kids, tears began to flow. Paperwork, deadlines, and approvals all faded away as I watched little dark hands wrapped around my friends. I was reminded that God keeps us right in the palm of His hand.
At this season in my life, I don't feel called to adopt. I admire Paul and Chrissy, along with any others that live out unselfish love. The example they set challenges me to stretch myself, to be off the charts for Jesus, and to be ready and willing for whatever. The Barron kids have been stirred by this experience as well. I have seen them let go of their own selfishness for the Jensen's. From prayers to posters and pennies, I have watched this journey minister to more kids than the new Jensen children.
I know this is really just the beginning of the journey for that family. There will be difficult days and overwhelming feelings, but I know God meant for this to happen. He isn't in the business of "maybe". Jesus Christ is the same yesterday when He took care of paperwork. He is the same today when He brought the whole Jensen family together for the first time and Jesus will be the same tomorrow as this family grows. (Hebrews 13:8)
I watched Paul and Chrissy walk out of the airport. The steps of obedience are beautiful.....BEYOND WORDS!
I don't know how to begin to explain all the ways that we have traced God's hand through their journey to this point. With each obstacle, we prayed and watched. Jesus knocked our socks off each time. I got to the point where if Chrissy called with what seemed like an impossible request, I just went ahead and took my socks off. Paperwork nightmares, finances, approvals, travel plans and more all fell into place. We prayed with a greater confidence with each need. Jesus momentum was rolling because it was obvious He wanted those three children to be a part of the Jensen clan.
With blending a family, I can even see how things I have learned in three years have allowed me the opportunity to pray in advance for Paul, Chrissy and the kids. I still can't imagine the challenges that are ahead for my friends. I mean, my four all speak English (except for when I call their name) and it has been a lot of work. The same God that pushed through paperwork will carry them through everything they face.
I am writing this after returning from the airport for their arrival. I was excited to meet the kids. To finally see the few photos we have prayed over, turn into real little people with voices and personalities is enough to give you butterflies in the belly. As I watched them approach through the plexiglass, my eyes immediately gazed to my friend, Chrissy. I missed her and just wanted to see for myself that she was ok. When I saw the kids, tears began to flow. Paperwork, deadlines, and approvals all faded away as I watched little dark hands wrapped around my friends. I was reminded that God keeps us right in the palm of His hand.
At this season in my life, I don't feel called to adopt. I admire Paul and Chrissy, along with any others that live out unselfish love. The example they set challenges me to stretch myself, to be off the charts for Jesus, and to be ready and willing for whatever. The Barron kids have been stirred by this experience as well. I have seen them let go of their own selfishness for the Jensen's. From prayers to posters and pennies, I have watched this journey minister to more kids than the new Jensen children.
I know this is really just the beginning of the journey for that family. There will be difficult days and overwhelming feelings, but I know God meant for this to happen. He isn't in the business of "maybe". Jesus Christ is the same yesterday when He took care of paperwork. He is the same today when He brought the whole Jensen family together for the first time and Jesus will be the same tomorrow as this family grows. (Hebrews 13:8)
I watched Paul and Chrissy walk out of the airport. The steps of obedience are beautiful.....BEYOND WORDS!
Monday, August 2, 2010
Command Central
We are back from our time in Destin where Ridley spoke on Friday. I continue to be amazed at the opportunities that God provides through his story. Isn't it just like God to allow a pastor to speak in a secular environment where Ridley is often asked not to mention religious views too much and the attendees bring it up? The ripple affect goes for days and weeks later after his visits. It is sweet to watch God.
Typically as we face re-entry to the real world, I start to repeat over and over, "be anxious for nothing". "Be anxious for NOTHING". The picture of my command central flashes before me. Command central is the Barron calendar that hangs in the hall at our back door to the garage. It is a giant wipe off calendar where every Barron family member has an assigned color for their appointments. August is crazy for us. After many prayers about protecting our boundaries, we seem to have a Barron rainbow decorating our month. I need the reminders with my aging memory but the colors just about stress me with every glance. My heart aches with each square that is jammed pack. I pray there is room for Jesus in each one. My time with Jesus and my time to be Jesus to a world that needs Him. My doubt can erupt when I realize I haven't even written in the grocery visits, loads of laundry, toilets that needs to be cleaned, pages of our book to be written or the numerous gas station visits required to meet all the demands.
I do my best to memorize the days by its colors. You have heard of Hooked on Phonics...well I am studying Hooked on Colors. There are some days where I want to grab the massive eraser and wipe it all away. I wish it was that simple. Then there are days when I walk by and someone has added something. It jumps out like a flashing beacon. I want to scream, "Who added something?"
Don't get me wrong. Every color and every appointment represents something or someone important. That is never the question. The question continues to be about our heart's desire to simplify and to live radically for Jesus. I sometimes think Satan's greatest tool is distraction and busyness. The appointments for us this month are necessary. Doctor's visit, school info nights, practices, work meetings, closings, etc. It seems to be a picture of inward focus and all about The Barron's. It's not supposed to be about US!
So as I stood before the command central today, I began to pray. I prayed for God to give me strength....not for a month, not for a week, not even for the day, but for the minute. And just as those colors screamed at me, I heard the quiet voice of the Holy Spirit saying, "Yes, this is the Barron Command Center....follow MY commands." Well, instead of saying, "Yes sir, Father", I asked laughing, "All of them?" I obviously knew the answer. I was laughing to keep from crying.
I then read John 16:33. "But be of good cheer; I have overcome the world." A God that can overcome the world can surely handle The Barron schedule. God does not give us overcoming life. He gives us life as we overcome. The strain IS the strength. Accept the strain. You will get strength. Oswald Chambers says it best; "If you spend yourself out physically, you become exhausted; but spend yourself spiritually, and you get more strength. The temptation is to face difficulties from a common-sense standpoint. The saint is hilarious when he is crushed with difficulties because the thing is so ludicrously impossible to anyone but God."
I needed that today! I was reminded that in between the red, orange, green, blue, pink and black, Jesus found time to get my attention and calm my spirit. He commands me to spend time with Him. He longs for it. He wants to be in the center of every one of those colors and appointments. There is the opportunity!
Typically as we face re-entry to the real world, I start to repeat over and over, "be anxious for nothing". "Be anxious for NOTHING". The picture of my command central flashes before me. Command central is the Barron calendar that hangs in the hall at our back door to the garage. It is a giant wipe off calendar where every Barron family member has an assigned color for their appointments. August is crazy for us. After many prayers about protecting our boundaries, we seem to have a Barron rainbow decorating our month. I need the reminders with my aging memory but the colors just about stress me with every glance. My heart aches with each square that is jammed pack. I pray there is room for Jesus in each one. My time with Jesus and my time to be Jesus to a world that needs Him. My doubt can erupt when I realize I haven't even written in the grocery visits, loads of laundry, toilets that needs to be cleaned, pages of our book to be written or the numerous gas station visits required to meet all the demands.
I do my best to memorize the days by its colors. You have heard of Hooked on Phonics...well I am studying Hooked on Colors. There are some days where I want to grab the massive eraser and wipe it all away. I wish it was that simple. Then there are days when I walk by and someone has added something. It jumps out like a flashing beacon. I want to scream, "Who added something?"
Don't get me wrong. Every color and every appointment represents something or someone important. That is never the question. The question continues to be about our heart's desire to simplify and to live radically for Jesus. I sometimes think Satan's greatest tool is distraction and busyness. The appointments for us this month are necessary. Doctor's visit, school info nights, practices, work meetings, closings, etc. It seems to be a picture of inward focus and all about The Barron's. It's not supposed to be about US!
So as I stood before the command central today, I began to pray. I prayed for God to give me strength....not for a month, not for a week, not even for the day, but for the minute. And just as those colors screamed at me, I heard the quiet voice of the Holy Spirit saying, "Yes, this is the Barron Command Center....follow MY commands." Well, instead of saying, "Yes sir, Father", I asked laughing, "All of them?" I obviously knew the answer. I was laughing to keep from crying.
I then read John 16:33. "But be of good cheer; I have overcome the world." A God that can overcome the world can surely handle The Barron schedule. God does not give us overcoming life. He gives us life as we overcome. The strain IS the strength. Accept the strain. You will get strength. Oswald Chambers says it best; "If you spend yourself out physically, you become exhausted; but spend yourself spiritually, and you get more strength. The temptation is to face difficulties from a common-sense standpoint. The saint is hilarious when he is crushed with difficulties because the thing is so ludicrously impossible to anyone but God."
I needed that today! I was reminded that in between the red, orange, green, blue, pink and black, Jesus found time to get my attention and calm my spirit. He commands me to spend time with Him. He longs for it. He wants to be in the center of every one of those colors and appointments. There is the opportunity!
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