Tuesday, June 30, 2009
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Saturday, June 27, 2009
Friday, June 26, 2009
Thursday, June 25, 2009
I never thought I'd say those words, but as a mom, I say lots of things I never thought I'd say.
Last summer I was driving with my three children from the Bay Area to Oregon to visit my husband's parents. After ten hours on the road, the kids got punchy. Ten-year-old Matthew set the stuffed gecko he'd just gotten in Hawaii on the seat between him and his sister Anna, then twelve. Except the gecko couldn't sit still. He climbed on Anna's lap, shoulders, head.
"Mom," Anna said with a giggle. "Make Matthew stop."
"It's not me. It's the gecko."
"Well," I said, eyes on the road. "Tell your gecko to sit properly in his seat."
Silence for a minute, then whispers, then more giggles. "Mo-om, Matthew said I was stupid."
"It wasn't me. It was the gecko."
I changed lanes, careful to check my mirrors. "Tell your gecko to be nice."
A minute later: "Mo-o-om. The gecko said he was going to hit me and send me to Australia."
Australia? "Matthew, tell him to behave or..." Then I said it: "Trash-talking geckos go in the glove compartment."
Laughter bubbled up and spread throughout the car. Have you ever seen those words strung together? Have those seven words ever been strung together before in the history of the world?
No deep lesson here. No great spiritual connection. Just a simple reminder that we are all unique, that every day presents something fresh, and that we can contribute something never seen or heard before.
And watch out for those geckos. They look cute, but talk trash.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Today I read three related Bible stories: when Mary anoints Jesus (Matthew 26:6-16, Mark 14:3-11, John 12:1-8), when the sinful woman anoints Jesus (Luke 7:37-39), and the account of Mary and Martha (Luke 10:38-42).
In each story, someone can't see beyond the things of this world.
- Judas Iscariot only sees the money. How could anyone waste so many denarii?
- Simon the Pharisee only sees the reactions of others. What will people think if they see a sinful woman in my house?
- Martha - dear, much-maligned Martha, who really did love Jesus - only sees the mountains of food and dishes. How can anyone sit still when there's work to be done?
Oh, what a contrast with those who can only see Jesus!
- In Mary's eyes, no cost is too great to anoint her Savior and prepare Him for burial.
- The sinful woman doesn't care what anyone thinks when given the chance to express her gratitude for Jesus' forgiveness.
- To Mary, no time is better spent than time at the Master's feet, drinking in His teaching.
I want to be like these women. I want to be so devoted to Jesus that money means nothing compared to the joy of giving to Him, that I prefer the favor of God to the opinion of man, and that I never begrudge a minute spent serving Him or sitting in His presence.
Jesus told Martha, "'But only one thing is needed. Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her'" Luke 10:42 NIV.
Every minute of every day, I want to choose what's better. I want to be completely devoted to my Lord. He deserves nothing less.
Friday, June 19, 2009
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Monday, June 15, 2009
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Friday, June 12, 2009
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
This week my youngest son finishes elementary school, my daughter finishes middle school, and my oldest son, a high school junior, will serve in the honor guard at graduation - a dry run for next year.
Like all transitions, bittersweet.
We leave behind good things we will miss. My youngest is already mourning recess, and I will miss the atmosphere of elementary school - the glue sticks and finger paints, the tiny chairs and apple decor.
But some things we leave behind gladly. Anyone want to return to the days of middle school insecurity or high school drama? Anyone? Anyone?
Transitions also can produce worries. The First Locker in middle school. Entering high school and knowing your grades really count now. College Applications. Will your friends leave you behind? Will you ever make new friends? Will you spend the next three years upside-down in a trash can?
But oh, the joy of a fresh start, a clean sheet of paper before you to fill as you will. The chance to improve yourself, to make deep friendships, and to take steps toward the future.
That's what we celebrate - the joy, the hope, and the opportunity of a new start.
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Monday, June 8, 2009
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Friday, June 5, 2009
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
I hope you enjoy this!
On Saturday, we will commemorate the 65th anniversary of the D-Day landings. On June 6, 1944, the Allies landed on the beaches of Normandy to liberate Europe from Nazi power.
In August 2007, I was privileged to stand on Omaha Beach on a misty, overcast morning not unlike the men faced that historic day. As I stood on that long stretch of sand and gazed at those high bluffs which once bristled with machine guns, I was moved deeply. We've all seen the movies and watched the footage - men dashing with rifles in hand, stumbling in the waves, beckoning their buddies onward, sheltering against debris - falling to the sand. But being there and feeling that sand beneath my feet gave me another level of understanding.
Today the Normandy beaches bristle with people on holiday - those who come to remember, and those who come to play. Children laugh and chase the waves and build sand castles. Tourists stand in silence, wipe tears, take pictures. This is as it should be.
Sixty-five years ago, 155,000 American, British Commonwealth, and Free French troops landed in the biggest amphibious operation in history, along with free people from many other occupied nations. On Saturday, take a moment and remember those who risked their lives, who gave their lives so we can live in freedom.