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Sunday, October 2, 2011

The Measure of a Man

Him:

Three years ago I was in Memphis riding in the back seat of a car when somebody pointed to a passing hotel and stated "that's where Martin Luther King got shot." Most of what I learned about the man was taken in during my junior high years. I know at the time of his assassination he was 39, but if he was alive now he would be about the same age as my grandfather. I used to associate him with other leaders of the Civil Rights movement like Malcolm-X, but even as a boy I knew there was something different about Dr.King.

As I've gotten older and walked with Jesus longer it becomes more and more important to me to be used by God during my very short life. So I've been asking the question: what happens when the choice is presented between saving your own skin and being courageous enough to really live? Will I choose to do what is hard? What will spur me to do so? Who has done it before me? So I started looking for people like this; I started reading about people like Dietrich Bonhoeffer, Joni Eareckson Tada, Nate Saint, etc......and Martin Luther King Jr.

"MLK loved Jesus?!" is a question that someone exclaimed to me in the last month. Yes!!! The problem is the history we have on the guy is all told in backwards order, and all the facts are separated. What kids learn about him today is 1st I get out of school for his holiday, 2nd there are tons of things named after him and he gave a speech called "I have a dream", 3rd he was the leading face of the Civil Rights Movement using non-violent protests against discrimination and won the Nobel Peace Prize for it, 4th when digging deep you can find he was an adulterer and sinner, 5th you might hear that he was a preacher, and Lastly if you're lucky you might deduce from all of this that MLK loved Jesus. There are many books about this guy with all the facts I just stated, but none that I've found that put the pieces together.

On the other side, a high school kid proclaimed to me last week "Hitler was a christian", which is a conclusion he had jumped to simply because Hitler had quoted scripture, Luther, and had started up under the banner of the German church by manipulation. It's sad to have the facts backwards because then we lose the root of the life or death that is flowing out of people. Death flowed out of Hitler because his priority was self. Life flowed out of King because he loved Jesus, got alone with Him, got vision from Him, and then could not let fear overcome the life that the living God was offering. So he became a preacher, and said true things that no one else would say, and put his life on the line, and became the face of a movement for freedom, and was martyred and has things named after him now.

All this stuff gets twisted up because it's easy to see he was a sinner, and it's easy to say his methods were just different from a guy like Malcolm-X, and it's easy to think that he was just concerned about changing society; but that's not how you measure a man. He helped bring life to a dead culture, and was heroic, because he was a missionary, because he loved Jesus. Loving Jesus is the measure of a man because it makes him justified and changes his bent toward God and away from self. I watched "Fiddler on the Roof" for the first time last week and fell in love with the main character Tevye, as he talked with God and tried to figure out which was more important: tradition in a Jewish community or love. In the end, when his youngest daughter has just done the forbidden by marrying a Gentile, Tevye breaks and mumbles "May God bless you" to the surprise of all. He just can't help it. There are real people in history and all across the world today who are doing the scary, hard, and dangerous things because they love Jesus and walk closely with Him, and I need to know they exist so I can know it's OK to be courageous and let God use me.

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Family Beach Vacation 2011

Just got back from an awesome week with the fam at the beach. Third year in a row, and I hope it keeps on rockin'!! Thanks to my in-laws for letting us use the house!! 







Cousins!!

not too sure..


The Knitress!!

My brother and sister :)

Mom and me

had a pretty big bicycle wreck

Dad and Mom




Settlers of Catan!!





getting ready to shred



Family

Papa!!



Mims!!

We missed you!!!

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Song for Today




Did you ever find a song that captured every thing you felt in that moment? Ever find in disbelief that absolutely every new lyric seemed to somehow spring out of your own heart just as much as it did from the artist? Today I found the song that sums up for me the last little bit of my life and walk with God.

Some days are hard, and some not. This one leaned towards the hard side. But still, as I was running this morning, a Sara Groves song came on my iPod that all at once captured the grit and hope that I've been feeling. It wasn't really a new song for me, I've listened to it for years, but today I really understood it and felt that it understood me. It's a song about hope, faith, joy, and perseverance. It's a song about the ways that God can heal your heart. And it meant a lot to me this morning. The song is called "Less Like Scars," and it's by Sara Groves. Here are a couple of quotes from it, in order of how I feel them:

"It’s been a hard year
But I'm climbing out of the rubble"

"Just a little while ago
I couldn't feel the power or the hope
I couldn't cope, I couldn't feel a thing
Just a little while back
I was desperate, broken, laid out
Hoping you would come"

"And I feel you here
And you're picking up the pieces
Forever faithful"

"And in your hands the pain and hurt
look less like scars and more like character"

"So every day it's...
Less like tearing more like building
Less like captive more like willing
Less like breakdown more like surrender
Less like haunting more like remember"

"Less like a prison a prison more like my room it's
Less like a casket more like a womb
Less like dying more like transcending
Less like fear, less like an ending"





Saturday, January 29, 2011

This year


 A year ago today, we started this adoption. A YEAR!! High five, right?! that's a big milestone!!

This year in summation:

-The paperwork stage was intense, but strangely fun for me (giant dork)
-After paperwork, getting baby/nursery stuff ready has been one fun way for me to feel connected to our baby
-God has opened our hearts and minds to the needs of people all over the world, but mostly, that people need Him all over the world, and that we can help with that
-He's opened my heart to a desire to love on and help orphans find love and a home
-We love the beach, we love our family, we love encouraging music, our friends, Ethiopian anything :), baby things, Haiti, Modern Family, blogs and blog friends, Szechuan 132, and Harry Potter (but we already knew that)
-We're praying for our babe every day; that he/she'd be safe, warm, fed, clean, and played with, and that God would be near to them, that they would grow to love Him, and that He would give us wisdom to raise them well
-We're learning about trials and suffering and what it means to have joy and peace in the midst of all of it
-I'm getting super pumped about doing black baby hair!!!! I've started stocking up on some Carol's Daughter, I'm keeping my eye out for other good stuff


-We're praying every day that we can bring him/her home soon. Maybe this year...

Thursday, December 16, 2010

6 months waiting...


This book is one of the sweetest books I've ever read. It's by Scott Simon who hosts NPR's Weekend Edition, and in it he discusses his own experiences with and thoughts about about adoption (he has two daughters form China), as well as the experiences and thoughts of some of his friends. It's sweet, encouraging, thought provoking and full of love.

Stats:

We're #8 for girls, #7 for boys and #5 for either gender.

Please continue to pray for us, we'd love to bring this baby home by this summer, but we know that whatever God has for us is the absolute best thing.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

In Feast Or Fallow... Featuring: More pics from Haiti


http://www.sandramccracken.com/

When the fields are dry, and the winter is long
Blessed are the meek, the hungry, the poor
When my soul is downcast, and my voice has no song
For mercy, for comfort, I wait on the Lord

In the harvest feast or the fallow ground,
My certain hope is in Jesus found
My lot, my cup, my portion sure
Whatever comes, we shall endure.
Whatever comes, we shall endure


On a cross of wood, His blood was outpoured
He Rose from the ground, like a bird to the sky
Bringing peace to our violence, and crushing death's door
Our Maker incarnate, our God who provides.

In the harvest feast or the fallow ground,
My certain hope is in Jesus found
My lot, my cup, my portion sure
Whatever comes, we shall endure.
Whatever comes, we shall endure


come, oh come, Emman- u- el
come, oh come, Emman- u- el

When the earth beneath me crumbles and quakes
Not a sparrow falls, nor a hair from my head
Without His hand to guide me, my shield and my strength
In joy or in sorrow, in life or in death



 



 

 





 

 







 



 

In the harvest feast or the fallow ground,
My certain hope is in Jesus found
My lot, my cup, my portion sure
Whatever comes, we shall endure.
Whatever comes, we shall endure

come, oh come, Emman- u- el
come, oh come, Emman- u- el