Saturday, December 20, 2008

Let it Snow!

We have a lot of snow on the ground, and more is on the way. The good thing about Michigan is having a 6-12 inches of snow doesn't shut us down. Sure - some people end up in ditches and on the wrong side of the road, but for the most part, we just go about our business. And snow is beautiful. It is so completely white. At least until we get involved.

As I was driving in the storm yesterday morning, I thought of something. When snow falls, we immediately run around trying to get it out of our way. We need to get somewhere, so we move the beautiful, pure, white snow out of the way. We push it aside because it's in our way.

Isn't that what we do with the blood of Jesus? It's the most beautiful, pure and innocent thing I know of, yet when I want my own way, I tend to push it aside so I can get where I want to go, forgetting the beauty. Things that are beautiful tend to lose their appeal when they are in my way.

Friday, December 19, 2008

Thank You

I don't know who did it. I left my house early this morning - it had just started snowing. I'm not sure what the official accumulation was, but it's a lot. I got home around 8:30 PM.... and someone shoveled my driveway.

THANK YOU! What a burden lifted. I was sure I would be out there for a couple of hours with my little shovel.

Thursday, December 18, 2008


Sometimes I get overwhelmed with things I can't control.

the poor. the hungry. the slave. the cutter. the victim. the oppressor. the economy. the danger. the fear. the alcoholic. the embedder. the addict. the prostitute. the pimp. the gang. the policies. the wars. the thief. the murderer. the lost. the mistaken. the forgotten. the religious. the misled. the broken. the invisible. the silent. the lonely. the forgotten. the abandoned. the hopeless. the helpless. the incarcerated. the bound. the angry. the heartbroken. the blind. the lame. the abused.

I'm glad Jesus can handle all of that for me so it's not all on me. I pray that God will use me to lessen the burden on others. Not by picking up their burdens, but by helping them release them to the only one who can handle it all.

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

A question...

i stole this from anne jackson who stole it from from her nashville-book-publisher-ceo-friend mr. michael hyatt, who asked this question via twitter yesterday:
What would you do if you were brave?
what would you do?

Saturday, December 13, 2008

Grammar Lesson

Do you remember learning about misplaced modifiers and prepositional phrases? You know, when you say something like:
I went to the store with my sister on Main Street.
This implies that my sister is on Main Street or that I'm talking about my sister on Main Street as opposed to my sister on Park Avenue. What I really wanted to say was:
My sister and I went to the store on Main Street.
Get it?

I've been asking the wrong question lately. For a really long time I've been asking God:
Send me someone to love.
I've really been expecting an answer to that question. At times, I've even fabricated my own answers. Adopt a child. Take in a pregnant teenager or a homeless single mom. Others. Not that any of them would be wrong or bad, or that I won't do one or more at some point in the future.

Truth be told, I'm trying to fill a void that only God can fill. I could love a child as my own and it would be wonderful. I could help out someone in need and see fruit from that. But until I remember to always love God most, I will still be empty. As I learn to rely more and more on God's love to comfort and fill me and fulfill me, I realize I've been asking the wrong question.

Can you imagine the "great commandment": Therefore wait for someone to come and make them a disciple, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.

My new question:
Send me to love someone.
What are you asking?