Friday, August 1, 2014

Walking Away or Walking Toward?

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Today, the stars aligned and The Cowboy was able to slip away from work at the same time our oldest boy could watch the kids - which happened to be at the same time I realized that I really needed a few minutes alone with my husband.  

Just like every day for the past few weeks, I was overwhelmed with God's goodness - and the consequences of that goodness.

It hit me, over my Turkey Bacon Avocado sandwich, that I needed more than a few minutes alone with my husband to properly handle all of the goodness (sometimes it comes in disguise too, you know) that the Lord was sending our way.

I keep thinking I'm going to blog about all of the wonderful, busy, crazy, awesome things God is doing in our lives right now - but when I have the time, I don't have the words.

Today some of the words spilled out at lunch:


There is so much going on right now - so much God is doing in our lives that I need to focus on, I think I need to let go of the blog.

The Cowboy thinks I should ratchet back my blogging time rather than quitting altogether.  

I don't know.  I'll take time to breathe deep, snuggle in close to the Lord's side, and pray, pray, pray...

The Cowboy and I have prayed for years that the Lord would use us - really use us.  We've wondered if this is really all the Lord would have for us to do: live normal lives and share Jesus where we're planted.

I think so.  I think the answer might be "yes, this is 'all' there is."  I want to believe that He wants me to minister to the poor in a foreign field, but maybe He really wants me to learn and grow while I weed corn and raise babies.  I want to believe that we're to give it all up and move to a third world country and pour out Jesus on those who don't know Him.  Maybe I really am supposed to vacuum my dining room more often, and pour more tea for those God is using differently than He is using us.

I don't know what God is doing, but I know that lately The Cowboy and I have been praying earnestly (and together) that He would order our days.  That He would bring people into our lives and use us to pour His love out on them.  That He would be the director of our days and nights.

And our crazy God took those request seriously.

I realize that we have prayed these prayers in the past, but it was as if we held on tightly to the reins - to make sure that God didn't get too crazy - to make sure we didn't find ourselves on a runaway.  Finally, we let go of the reins, grabbed on to God and said, "alright; we're in - just help us stay aboard, Lord!"

Every day I am slacked jawed as I see God at work all around us - and in us.  I think, when we began to pray earnestly a couple of weeks ago He must have thought, "well, finally!  I've been waiting for this!

And it seems to me that to continue to spend the time on my blog that I do is taking away from the work He has blessed us with.  


Every "yes" means saying "no" somewhere else.


Maybe I'm wrong.  Maybe I'm not being called to let go of the blog.  For now, though, this passage comes to mind:


15 Therefore be careful how you walk, not as unwise men but as wise, 16 making the most of your time, because the days are evil. 17 So then do not be foolish, but understand what the will of the Lord is. (Ephesians 5)

 So, while I don't know my future, much less the future of this blog, for now I'm going to let go and throw myself into the work God has called us to.

May God bless you, my friend - and may none of us shrink back from the work the Lord has for us on this earth!

(As a completely unrelated aside, the amazing Mussers need your prayers.)


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Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Spiritual Misogyny and Egalitarianism

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I attended a small local community college.  So, when some buffoon commented in class, "we should line up shoulder to shoulder on the (Indian) reservation and shoot everything that moves", word got around.  The general consensus was that the knave should be strung up, then tarred and feathered.

Being Native American myself, of course I was aghast.  Though, knowing the fellow personally, I wasn't surprised.  As a regular contributor to the school newspaper, though, I took advantage of the school-wide outrage to make a bigger point.

"It's not the blatant racism that bothers me, it's the benevolent sort that I find so frustrating.  Don't you realize, dear non-racist-friend, that when you think I am too foolish, weak-minded, or inept to fight my own battles - usually due, of course, to years of oppression, that you agree with the blatant racist: I am inferior to you."

It was a shocking realization for a number of my progressive friends.

I submit that the same argument is true of the egalitarian movement currently assaulting God's church.


Sunday, July 27, 2014

What God Has Joined Together: Changing How We Think About Adoption

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I hear it not infrequently.  And it always makes me cringe.

The latest version went like this:
God is molding a baby in another mother's womb to be the perfect fit for our family.

I don't know whether to cry or to scream.


Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Just Call Me Kish {On Being a Grandmother After God's Own Heart}

Monday morning I was blessed beyond words when my first grandchild was born.  I have been trying to decide what my grandson would call me ever since I knew of his impending arrival.  

Everyone is grandma (so confusing), and I loathe "granny."  I wanted something easy for him to say that would distinguish me from his other grandmother (and great grandmothers).  Since I am part Wasco (Indian), it seemed to me that the Wasco word for grandmother was perfect.  I am officially "Kish"!



Sam: the world's cutest grandson.

Monday, July 21, 2014

See You at the Finish Line!

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24 Do you not know that those who run in a race all run, but only one receives the prize? Run in such a way that you may win. 25 Everyone who competes in the games exercises self-control in all things. They then do it to receive a perishable wreath, but we an imperishable. 26 Therefore I run in such a way, as not without aim; I box in such a way, as not beating the air; 27 but I discipline my body and make it my slave, so that, after I have preached to others, I myself will not be disqualified. (1 Corinthians 9)

When I left Facebook, a young God-lover who was serving the Lord in Mexico on a summer mission trip bid me farewell:

See you at the finish line!

Friday, July 18, 2014

Making a Jesus a Liar

This is actually a recycled post - one of my favorites from earlier this year.  (And, if you enjoy reading my previous posts, it turns out that one of them was featured on Faithful Bloggers last week.  I'd be blessed if you'd read and comment on either one!)


For decades, as I've read my Bible, I've been somewhat curious about how the early Christians lived in such intimate community with one another.  And, as I've been curious, I've discussed this with wiser, older Christians and they've always agreed: "yes...it is such a curiosity...such a beautiful thing...but definitely not "required" in any way...and not even feasible in our day and age and location."

Sounded reasonable to me.

Yet, it still nags at me every time I read verses like:

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Communion - What Does God Want From It? (And a Recipe!)

Delicious unleavened bread from recipes for our daily bread dot com. 

Every other week, I make the bread for our weekly participation in the Lord's Supper.  Sometime last fall, I came across this absolutely delicious recipe from Diane at Recipes For Our Daily Bread.  This bread is so yummy that there is never any left (and I make quite a bit) and when The Cowboy first tasted it he declared it was too yummy to qualify as communion bread!

You see, millennia of a distorted view of the Lord's Supper - that has resulted in a form of ritualism that God has declared that He despises - have brought us to believe that Communion is a time of somber reflection over tasteless bits of cracker and a thimble of juice.

The practice instituted by the Spirit-led apostles couldn't have been further from our sad attempts to participate in what was established as a glorious time of remembrance and fellowship among believers.

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