I can't believe Lent is over! Here I was wishing it away a week ago, and now I'm sad to see Lent 2011 go. I'll admit that I enjoy Lent and Advent because they are so filled with rich meaning and they are 4 or 6 weeks long. The seasons are manageable enough for me to really focus and not grow bored. As we head into the Easter season and then Pentecost, I feel like they go on and on and it's hard to get as deeply involved. Don't get me wrong, I still love the seasons, but the ADD part of me grows bored and unfocused.
This Lent I enjoyed reading through the entire Gospel of John as part of a special Lent devotion focusing on light shining in darkness and the one Light- Jesus. I really enjoyed re-reading the stories of Jesus and reflecting on the idea of light and dark. It was something I could really connect with as I struggle with those areas that cause darkness in my life.
I also really enjoyed participating in Lenten Prayer Buddies for the first time. I've read about others' participation in the past, but now that I finally have a blog, I could also participate. It was so nice to focus on praying for someone else these past 6 1/2 weeks. Since this person didn't have intentions for me to pray for, I decided to pray Scripture for her. I've never really done something like this before, but just felt like that was what God was leading me to do.
The Bible talks about God's Word going out and not returning void, but accomplishing the purpose God intended for it (see Isaiah 55:11, but all of Isaiah 55 is a good read), so with that promise of not returning empty, I set out to pray God's Word for my prayer buddy trusting that God would use my prayers and His Word to accomplish something big in her life. I decided I would come up with 40 prayers symbolizing the 40 days of Lent. As I came across Bible verses each day, I would turn them into prayers for my prayer buddy. I wrote them on the front and back of note cards and it was easy and convenient to pray and re-pray those words.
My prayer buddy was a new blog for me to discover, but I instantly felt a connection to her as she battles some of the same health issues I do. I was excited to read that she had been on a trip to Israel just as I had and was impressed by her dedication and love of the Lord. My prayer buddy was Alive in Hope. Thanks for the opportunity to pray for you. I'll be sending these prayer cards your way in case you'd like to read them all.
I leave you with this neat picture I took tonight- a double rainbow. It's hard to see the 2nd rainbow (it's to the left of the bright one), but I promise you it was there when I took the picture. I love double rainbows and we seem to get a fair share of them. Every time I see a rainbow it makes me think of God's promise that He gave way back in Genesis.
"My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me. 2 Corinthians 12:9 I am weak, but Christ makes me strong. I'm relying on that strength to get me through.
Monday, April 25, 2011
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Passover and Easter
Ladies- I've had to turn comment moderation on again. Sorry about that, but it's for the best. As I sit here Easter Eve, reflecting on the past couple of days, I thought I would share with you some of my learnings from Holy Week. I went into the week in such a funk, but the past few days have been rich with new learnings. Thanks for your prayers!
Thursday night we did something new at church. We had a seder meal before our Maundy Thursday worship. A seder meal is the traditional Jewish meal celebrated for Passover each year. Passover is the festival referenced in Exodus 12 as well as many other places throughout the Bible. Passover is also the meal Jesus ate with his disciples right before he went to the garden to pray and was then arrested.
I've participated in seder meals before, but never right before the time of worship where we remember the Last Supper. There was a small group of people interested in doing this, so my husband and I coordinated the efforts and am I ever glad we did. The night was rich with symbolism between the Old Testament and New Testament with Jesus. Even in our modified form (a real Passover meal would take at least 3 hours, ours was just an hour), I still was reminded of so much with Jesus as the perfect Passover Lamb.
We read through Exodus 12 and were reminded of how the Israelites were to celebrate the meal- taking a male lamb that had no blemishes. They were not to break the bones of the lamb to be sacrificed. We see the connection with how Jesus was perfect without blemish and when he died on the cross his bones were not broken. The seder meal goes through a hand washing portion at the beginning and this was where Jesus changed things up with the traditional meal and washed his disciples' feet.
The meal also has many symbolic parts in the foods. The matzoh crackers (unleavened bread), wine (we used grape juice), bitter herbs, charoset, karpas, and egg all represent different parts of the Israelites past in Egypt. Here you can see our plate below.
Jesus really changed things up for his last Passover meal with the washing of the feet and then the breaking of bread and wine and declaring it was his body and blood. For the Jews, there would have been so much symbolism in the meal because this was a meal celebrated each year for 1,500 years prior to Jesus. In fact, Jews today still celebrate this Passover meal. There are four different parts to the meal connected to four cups of wine. It's no wonder the disciples feel asleep while Jesus was praying in the garden! They had just taken part in this three hour meal accompanied by much wine. Jesus told them to watch and pray and they feel asleep. I think I would have done the same.
I've never had an opportunity to celebrate an authentic Passover meal with Jews, but I think it would be so interesting to take part in because of all the symbolism. After the meal, we went to worship with all those thoughts of the meal fresh in our minds. We had a reading from Leviticus 17:10-16, which talked of how the Israelites weren't to eat the blood of animals because the blood is the life of the creature. I instantly thought of communion and how we eat the body of Jesus and drink His blood. When we drink His blood, we drink his life! How cool is that connection with the Old Testament laws!
The Bible is so rich with symbolism and connections between the OT and NT. I think we lose a lot of that by not knowing the culture of that time. When we do get a few cultural glimpses, the words on the pages become so much richer and meaningful to me.
Yesterday at church we remembered the price Jesus paid by giving up His life on the cross as we celebrated Good Friday. Yes, Jesus gave up His life. There's no other way Jesus could have died since He is immortal, God in human flesh. Jesus even said that no one could take His life. He would lay it down Himself. And He did it because of His great love for you and I.
But Jesus didn't stay dead. On the third day, the stone was rolled back from the tomb and He was alive! Jesus conquered death and the grave, so that we might have eternal life. We don't deserve it, but it's a free gift to all who believe. May you ponder that grace anew as you celebrate our Risen Lord and Savior this Easter!
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Thanks, Teaching, Mormons, and Implants
How's that for a title to grab your attention?!? Quite the hodge podge of topics, huh? This is sort of a miscellaneous update, so the title fits.
Thanks: Thanks for all your comments on my last post about being in a funk. It feels so good to know there are people out there to encourage, pray, and support when I'm struggling. Tuesday after I posted, I already felt the load lighten a little bit. This is a lesson to myself- blog even when I'm feeling down or don't feel like blogging. I think it's partly therapeutic to get my thoughts and feelings out, and of course, I can't underestimate the power of prayers offered by fellow believers.
On Tuesday, I also read a great post about waiting and a book titled "Sacred Waiting." Have any of you read the book or heard about it? It looks at how God mandates seasons of waiting for Noah, Abraham, Moses, David, and Jesus, and then it also talks about how waiting is incorporated into the church year. It looks like a great read and I happened to find it for $3.99 on CBD when ordering books for my husband. Is that a sign that God wants me to read it? ha, ha
Teaching: I realized that my last post about how many days of teaching I had left stirred up quite a few comments. My favorite comment was from Allie asking if I lived in fantasy land. ha, ha. I didn't mean to create teacher-envy by sharing that information. I teach ESL to adults, and we are on a semester system, which means our term is only 16 weeks. That is why we finish so early. But don't fear, our summer classes begin mid-May and I'm teaching the first term. So really I am teaching until mid-June, but I just have a break between the two terms.
Mormons: I haven't talked about this much on my blog yet, but I live in a town where the majority religion is Mormonism. I could write a whole book on my experiences, thoughts, and feelings regarding that, but that's for another time. Since I've lived here awhile, I often feel like nothing can surprise me about that religion anymore, and then I learn something new and am surprised all over again. It happened again this week. We were invited to a neighborhood picnic this week. That all sounds nice and dandy and we would maybe consider going, except for one thing...it's on Friday night! Yes, Good Friday is the day my neighborhood (presumably Mormon neighbors) decided to hold a BBQ. But really, I shouldn't have been surprised. Mormons don't observe Holy Week, they don't observe Good Friday, and they hardly observe Easter in church. One of the biggest celebrations in the Christian Church and they don't even observe it as a church. Amazing, huh? And they call themselves Christian. Don't even get me started on how they minimize the death of Jesus and put the focus on themselves and their good works..
Implants: I was at a sewing class last night (I started another one), and my friend was talking with the instructor. Somehow they got on the topic of implants because my friend is getting them this week (for the wrong reasons, in my opinion) and the instructor has them. I sat there listening to them discuss the ins and outs of implants and all the people they knew that had them. I don't know about you, but outside of this town, I don't know anyone else who has them. For whatever reason, it is extremely common for women here to get implants, and because of the dominant religion, I have to assume there is some sort of connection. Is that strange or what? I was talking about it with my husband after I got home from class, and we talked about how superficial and materialistic it is here. People are so focused on their appearance and how they and their family looks. Is this because they are constantly trying to work their way up the "worthiness ladder" in their religion? Now, this could be the same throughout the US, but because I've lived here for so long, I can't speak for other places. It just made me so thankful that I am "weird" in the eyes of the world and I don't care what other people think about my looks, beliefs, etc. My husband loves me just the way I am.
Tomorrow- And because I don't want to end my post on that topic, I'm so looking forward to worship tomorrow evening. Beforehand, we're doing a shortened version of a Seder meal. This is the traditional Passover meal that Jesus was eating with his disciples when he washed their feet and then went to the garden to pray. I can't wait for the symbolism of the meal and then going straight to worship with all those images in my head. We've never done this before and I'm really looking forward to it.
A most blessed rest of Holy Week to everyone!
Thanks: Thanks for all your comments on my last post about being in a funk. It feels so good to know there are people out there to encourage, pray, and support when I'm struggling. Tuesday after I posted, I already felt the load lighten a little bit. This is a lesson to myself- blog even when I'm feeling down or don't feel like blogging. I think it's partly therapeutic to get my thoughts and feelings out, and of course, I can't underestimate the power of prayers offered by fellow believers.
On Tuesday, I also read a great post about waiting and a book titled "Sacred Waiting." Have any of you read the book or heard about it? It looks at how God mandates seasons of waiting for Noah, Abraham, Moses, David, and Jesus, and then it also talks about how waiting is incorporated into the church year. It looks like a great read and I happened to find it for $3.99 on CBD when ordering books for my husband. Is that a sign that God wants me to read it? ha, ha
Teaching: I realized that my last post about how many days of teaching I had left stirred up quite a few comments. My favorite comment was from Allie asking if I lived in fantasy land. ha, ha. I didn't mean to create teacher-envy by sharing that information. I teach ESL to adults, and we are on a semester system, which means our term is only 16 weeks. That is why we finish so early. But don't fear, our summer classes begin mid-May and I'm teaching the first term. So really I am teaching until mid-June, but I just have a break between the two terms.
Mormons: I haven't talked about this much on my blog yet, but I live in a town where the majority religion is Mormonism. I could write a whole book on my experiences, thoughts, and feelings regarding that, but that's for another time. Since I've lived here awhile, I often feel like nothing can surprise me about that religion anymore, and then I learn something new and am surprised all over again. It happened again this week. We were invited to a neighborhood picnic this week. That all sounds nice and dandy and we would maybe consider going, except for one thing...it's on Friday night! Yes, Good Friday is the day my neighborhood (presumably Mormon neighbors) decided to hold a BBQ. But really, I shouldn't have been surprised. Mormons don't observe Holy Week, they don't observe Good Friday, and they hardly observe Easter in church. One of the biggest celebrations in the Christian Church and they don't even observe it as a church. Amazing, huh? And they call themselves Christian. Don't even get me started on how they minimize the death of Jesus and put the focus on themselves and their good works..
Implants: I was at a sewing class last night (I started another one), and my friend was talking with the instructor. Somehow they got on the topic of implants because my friend is getting them this week (for the wrong reasons, in my opinion) and the instructor has them. I sat there listening to them discuss the ins and outs of implants and all the people they knew that had them. I don't know about you, but outside of this town, I don't know anyone else who has them. For whatever reason, it is extremely common for women here to get implants, and because of the dominant religion, I have to assume there is some sort of connection. Is that strange or what? I was talking about it with my husband after I got home from class, and we talked about how superficial and materialistic it is here. People are so focused on their appearance and how they and their family looks. Is this because they are constantly trying to work their way up the "worthiness ladder" in their religion? Now, this could be the same throughout the US, but because I've lived here for so long, I can't speak for other places. It just made me so thankful that I am "weird" in the eyes of the world and I don't care what other people think about my looks, beliefs, etc. My husband loves me just the way I am.
Tomorrow- And because I don't want to end my post on that topic, I'm so looking forward to worship tomorrow evening. Beforehand, we're doing a shortened version of a Seder meal. This is the traditional Passover meal that Jesus was eating with his disciples when he washed their feet and then went to the garden to pray. I can't wait for the symbolism of the meal and then going straight to worship with all those images in my head. We've never done this before and I'm really looking forward to it.
A most blessed rest of Holy Week to everyone!
Monday, April 18, 2011
In a Funk
It's been a week since I last posted, and I've really been in a funk. I kept thinking I'd snap out of it and wanted to wait to post until I did. Well, it hasn't happened. Perhaps I'm supposed to post- funk and all. I don't really know what set off the funk this time, but I'm not in a happy place and feeling like I'm not getting to a happier place either.
I love Palm Sunday. I love the palms and the hymns and the images of people laying down their cloaks for Jesus to ride on. And as I was sitting in church yesterday, I was thinking how I'm just ready for Easter to be over. That is so not like me. I love Holy Week and all the services and times of reflection and here I am wishing the time away.
I think the feelings may be due to a few factors- one is the weather. It's still so cold and rainy here that it's depressing. The forecast for the week still shows snow flurries possible for the next 3 out of 4 days and lows overnight around freezing! This winter-like weather is getting ridiculous.
I think another factor may be because I have just 9 days left of teaching this semester and then final exams. The spring semester is almost over and it still feels like winter and Easter still isn't here. I'm so focused on finishing up my classes and planning everything out that I feel like I've lost sight of Easter.
I also feel disappointed in myself that I didn't complete all of the things for Lent that I wanted to. I've done 2 of them, but I really thought I would be able to do all 4 of them. I have been reading through the Gospel of John with my lightness and darkness daily devotion and will finish that, but I had also wanted to read a book that I felt really speaking to me. I didn't even pick up the book in Lent! I did pray for my prayer buddy daily with prayer cards I made (will tell you more about that when I reveal), but I failed miserably at giving up complaining for Lent. I went 2 for 4 with my Lent observances.
And the final contributing factor, the major one I think, is the wackiness of my cycle. I'm currently on CD 4 and have had 4 days of B bleeding! Seriously. My period is lighter than it should be (I just took a HPT today- it was negative.), and it tells me something is so off with my hormones. The last time I had a cycle even remotely like this was January 2009- when I first started charting. I feel like 2 years of Napro and my body has regressed. It's so disheartening. I don't know if the T3 I recently started is causing all of this or what. I've only been on it 2 months. I feel like I've explored so many things with my Napro doctor and the only thing, thus far, that will send my body into a healthy cycle and a semi-normal looking chart is Clomid. I'm really wondering how many undetected issues still remain in my body.
At my last appointment, my doctor suggested I go to Denver for a lap. and ovarian wedge resection. There's a Napro surgeon there that completed a fellowship in Omaha recently. I don't know if that's the direction God is leading me, or if I should try Clomid again (we got pregnant twice on it). I live a full days drive from Denver, and while my work schedule is somewhat flexible for time off in August and December this year, my dh's is not as flexible and he would want to come along to take care of me. I just don't really know what direction to head with my health and don't feel like I'm getting clear signs from God. I'm just so tired of health/fertility issues.
And so my prayer is actually my latest memory verse challenge (paraphrased from Job 8:21)- that God will yet fill my mouth with laughter and my lips with shouts of joy.
I love Palm Sunday. I love the palms and the hymns and the images of people laying down their cloaks for Jesus to ride on. And as I was sitting in church yesterday, I was thinking how I'm just ready for Easter to be over. That is so not like me. I love Holy Week and all the services and times of reflection and here I am wishing the time away.
I think the feelings may be due to a few factors- one is the weather. It's still so cold and rainy here that it's depressing. The forecast for the week still shows snow flurries possible for the next 3 out of 4 days and lows overnight around freezing! This winter-like weather is getting ridiculous.
I think another factor may be because I have just 9 days left of teaching this semester and then final exams. The spring semester is almost over and it still feels like winter and Easter still isn't here. I'm so focused on finishing up my classes and planning everything out that I feel like I've lost sight of Easter.
I also feel disappointed in myself that I didn't complete all of the things for Lent that I wanted to. I've done 2 of them, but I really thought I would be able to do all 4 of them. I have been reading through the Gospel of John with my lightness and darkness daily devotion and will finish that, but I had also wanted to read a book that I felt really speaking to me. I didn't even pick up the book in Lent! I did pray for my prayer buddy daily with prayer cards I made (will tell you more about that when I reveal), but I failed miserably at giving up complaining for Lent. I went 2 for 4 with my Lent observances.
And the final contributing factor, the major one I think, is the wackiness of my cycle. I'm currently on CD 4 and have had 4 days of B bleeding! Seriously. My period is lighter than it should be (I just took a HPT today- it was negative.), and it tells me something is so off with my hormones. The last time I had a cycle even remotely like this was January 2009- when I first started charting. I feel like 2 years of Napro and my body has regressed. It's so disheartening. I don't know if the T3 I recently started is causing all of this or what. I've only been on it 2 months. I feel like I've explored so many things with my Napro doctor and the only thing, thus far, that will send my body into a healthy cycle and a semi-normal looking chart is Clomid. I'm really wondering how many undetected issues still remain in my body.
At my last appointment, my doctor suggested I go to Denver for a lap. and ovarian wedge resection. There's a Napro surgeon there that completed a fellowship in Omaha recently. I don't know if that's the direction God is leading me, or if I should try Clomid again (we got pregnant twice on it). I live a full days drive from Denver, and while my work schedule is somewhat flexible for time off in August and December this year, my dh's is not as flexible and he would want to come along to take care of me. I just don't really know what direction to head with my health and don't feel like I'm getting clear signs from God. I'm just so tired of health/fertility issues.
And so my prayer is actually my latest memory verse challenge (paraphrased from Job 8:21)- that God will yet fill my mouth with laughter and my lips with shouts of joy.
Monday, April 11, 2011
The Long Awaited NOLA Recap
Well, the snow has finally stopped after 3 days! Can you believe it? I can't. Hopefully, spring is here to stay for good. I'm taking some free time this evening to try and get caught up on numerous things. One of which is blogging! It's been almost a month since I took off for New Orleans...is that depressing or what, that it's taken me so long to write this up? Oh well, no time to make myself feel guilty about it.
The purpose of my trip was a national/international conference for ESL/EFL teachers. This is the biggest conference in my field held once a year. People travel from around the US and around the world to attend.
You may remember me blogging about the mysterious illness that struck shortly before I was to leave. That definitely put a damper on the beginning of my trip to New Orleans (ie. NOLA). Thankfully, I flew in a day early and had a full day free before the conference started. Initially, I was hoping to do some sightseeing and relaxing that whole day, but instead I found myself working on and practicing my presentation.
I did manage to leave my hotel for a bit to wander the streets of the French Quarter where we were staying. I ate Creole food for dinner before wandering back to our hotel. Now there had been a lot of commotion across the street from our hotel earlier in the day, so I decided to poke around and see what was happening. The rumor was that Brad Pitt was filming at the restaurant (Mr. B's Bistro) and would be there for 2 days. I tried to get some info. that first night, but was only able to find out that he was in the movie along with James Gandolfini and the movie is called "Cogan's Trade." I actually saw the director, Andrew Dominik, on a smoke break outside the building and didn't realize he was someone important. His body language made me think he was important, and I wanted to take a picture of him, but I chickened out. I didn't want to look like a tourist- ha!
The next day was St. Patrick's Day, and the start of the conference. It was a full day of listening to and learning from presentations. I also was able to meet my co-presenters for the first time and finalize our presentation for the next day. After the majority of the conference was over, I was beat and decided to walk back to our hotel, get dinner, and practice my presentation more while my roommate (my boss) was out for the night. On a sidenote- I really like my boss, but sharing a room with her for 4 nights really feels like work the whole time!
After working for a bit, I decided to venture out and try to find the St. Patrick's Day parade. I thought it would be neat to see an Irish parade, but was either too early or too late, because I couldn't find it. What I did find, however, was more action at the movie location. I saw lots of Hollywood film trucks and even more security than the day before, so I hung out for a bit.
This is what the restaurant looked like from the outside. All of the filming, however, was taking place inside the building. I think the bright lights on the outside were to maintain the same level of lighting inside because they were on both day and night. They had the roads blocked off and would not allow you to talk on the sidewalk closest to the building. I tried to talk to more people standing around across the street to see if I could find out any more Brad Pitt details. One guy said he had just spotted Brad and James through the window, so I went to try myself.
Since it was getting dark, you could actually see inside the building more than before. They had all of the windows covered with a shiny yellow film, so during the daytime you couldn't see inside at all. In the evening, however, was a different story. If people were close to the windows, you could actually see them, and it was at the point I figured that out that I saw Brad Pitt! His hair was slicked back, so I wasn't sure at first, but I was so excited!
He was shooting a scene where he had to walk close to the window, so he repeated it a few times and every time I got a good view of him. I even saw one of the makeup artists powder up his face. It was so cool. I attempted to take a photo, and somehow got a focused shot.
I was standing across the street and had to zoom in with my "cheapy" camera as I affectionately call it. My flash was off and since film was covering the windows, there wasn't anything for it to focus on. I took several photos that just turned out blurry, and then for some reason, one stuck that was in focus! You can see most of Brad's head and then that's the director with his back to the window.
Not the best picture, I know, but considering what I had to work with, I'm happy.
The next day was the big presentation day and I was a bundle of nerves. I felt like I was going to throw up before I started speaking, but once I started talking, it was ok. I was one of three presenters and we each had 30 minutes to talk followed by Q and A time. The response to our session was overwhelming. Every single chair was filled and we had some people sitting on the floor and others standing in the back. People stayed the whole time while I was talking, which was great as I was worried people would get up and leave.
Phew! I was so glad, however, once the presentation was over. I felt great to have presented at the international conference (a first for me), but I was so glad to be done. I went to the Riverwalk afterwards, for a treat at Cafe du Monde...beignets and cafe au lait. It was so delicious.
After the conference that night, it was time to party! I had a lovely walk through the French Quarter to meet up with a friend from graduate school. I just loved the decorated balconies I saw along the way and all of the greenery. The weather was beautiful and it definitely felt like spring as I meandered on in my capri pants and sandals. Lovely.
Crawfish, alligator, crab, shrimp, and hurricanes were on the menu for us at this restaurant. It was a lovely finish to my presentation day.
The final day of the conference I got up early and took a tour of the city. This was the tour I had planned to do at the beginning of my arrival, but didn't feel I could justify taking the time to tour when I wasn't ready to present. I'm so boring and responsible, huh. Anyways, the tour was a great way to "reward" myself for the countless hours I had put into prepping for the conference.
We drove through the French Quarter and then other districts around town. We drove past the homes of famous people (Brad Pitt, Sandra Bullock, the Manning's boyhood home, etc.), but the thing I loved the most were styles of the homes.
This is my favorite picture from the tour- look at that house and the tree! Note- most tour pictures are taken through the window of a moving bus, hence the lower quality on some.
Lots of ornate decorations and landscaping.
The trees were incredible!
We stopped at an above ground cemetery and learned some of the history behind them.
Then we stopped at an amazing city park for a break. I meandered along the river watching the ducks and swans. It was so peaceful and I finally was so peaceful after all of the stress from being sick and then presenting.
Then we headed for the somber part of the tour to see some of the lasting effects from Hurricane Katrina. In the middle-class neighborhoods, most of the homes had been rebuilt. There were still a few vacant homes, but the majority had been rebuilt at a raised level. Look at how high up this home was built! It's hard to see the stilts it's sitting on, but they are higher than the motorhome! No more flooding here.
As we drove closer to the lower 9th ward, I saw more and more homes that were still boarded up and vacant- a stark contrast to the neighborhoods we had just visited. Several of the homes we saw were still painted with the date (9-14-05) a first responder checked the home and then letters with the coded details about what was found.
This was a memorial built after the hurricane. You can see a portion of a home on the left with one red chair in the middle representing the storyteller and then three red chairs around it listening to the stories of the family. There's a gray chair off to the left which represents those missing. And the blue pillars on the right- the tallest is 14 feet- the height the flood waters reached when the levy broke.
It was really sad to see all of the abandoned business and churches that left this ward. It felt really desolate. The people that have decided to come back and rebuild are getting these super energy efficient homes thanks to Brad Pitt's help along with others. They all have solar panels among other "green" design features.
They definitely look new age, but the lowest energy bill for one of them is $8!
Here you can see a door frame that is still standing as a creepy reminder to the entire house that was swept away.
It's hard to believe that 5 1/2 years have passed since the devastation of the hurricane. It really was sobering to still be able to see so many of the effects.
After that, I returned to the conference for the afternoon session and then hopped flights back home. I totaled the number of steps I walked for those four days I was in NOLA (thanks to my pedometer)....43, 672! Wow. I aim for 10,000 steps on a good day and I achieved that plus more while I was at a conference. That equates to 20.66 miles in 4 days. No wonder why the scale was down when I returned home.
Thanks for reading if you've made it to this point! And thanks for being patient while I composed my small book from five days of traveling!
Friday, April 8, 2011
April Showers Bring....
If April showers bring May flowers....
As I was leaving work, this is what I saw: a beautiful winter wonderland at 4,500 feet....in April.
Even the birds were taking shelter under a pine tree as the snow was too much for them.
I got home from work and could have shoveled the driveway, but decided that was just too much for me in spring. I sadly looked at all our tulip stems coming up, now covered in snow.
The worst part was the snow was heavy and slushy. I really could have been wearing boots today because there was so much wet slush. Both dh and I came home with wet shoes and pants cuffs and drenched socks. Not fun. I'd much rather go back to the 70+ degree days we had awhile back. I guess those days were just teasers.
What do April snow showers bring??
- cold
- depression
- wet socks and shoes
- birds in hiding
- slipping and sliding down the hill to my car after work
- a general, overall foul mood
As I was leaving work, this is what I saw: a beautiful winter wonderland at 4,500 feet....in April.
Even the birds were taking shelter under a pine tree as the snow was too much for them.
I got home from work and could have shoveled the driveway, but decided that was just too much for me in spring. I sadly looked at all our tulip stems coming up, now covered in snow.
The worst part was the snow was heavy and slushy. I really could have been wearing boots today because there was so much wet slush. Both dh and I came home with wet shoes and pants cuffs and drenched socks. Not fun. I'd much rather go back to the 70+ degree days we had awhile back. I guess those days were just teasers.
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Hope ***updated***
This week I had the privilege of talking with M. at Joy Beyond the Cross. I know many of you have had the opportunity to meet in person, but for me it was my first phone connection with someone I met online, and while my husband was skeptical, I assured him it would be fine. And I was right. M. was just a delight to talk with and I could have traded health stories and questions for hours. I guess IF does that to you.
Before we got off the phone, she shared a prayer request with me that has been on my mind ever since. It's not my place to go into details, but I can share some of the hope that I've come across the past few days. I know there are alot of people that are really hurting. IF does that to us and at times we seem to lose sight of hope, but I have seen hope in reading, Scripture, and music.
I came across this great quote in my women's devotional book the other day. It's by Barbara Johnson- someone I'm not familiar with- but I thought it was incredible. She said, "Hope is faith holding out its hand in the dark."
Wow! That was so profound. It really hit me. There are so many times in life when we are in a really dark place. It takes all our energy and faith to just hold out our hand- to hope that we will come out of the dark, to hope that God will life us up, to hope that the light will one day shine again. And so I guess that's one piece of encouragement to me when I'm in the really dark places- just hold out my hand in faith. God will lift me up. That is hope.
Another thing that keeps running through my mind is from Romans 5:1-5 (NIV). Therefore, since we have been justified through faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom we have gained access by faith into this grace in which we now stand. And we rejoice in the hope of the glory of God. Not only so, but we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us.
I love that. Hope does not disappoint us. So we hold out our hand of faith in the dark because we have hope that things will improve, and hope doesn't let us down.
The last thing that has been giving me hope is Christian music. There have been so many songs lately that have been speaking to me. My ipod is becoming full of great songs that speak of healing, waiting, hope, and more. Recently, I heard a song by Laura Story called "Blessings." Here's some of the words. I think they'll speak to you too.
When friends betray us
What if your healing comes through tears
If you haven't heard the song, I encourage you to check it out. Keep the faith ladies, even when the trial is so dark it seems there is no hope!
Before we got off the phone, she shared a prayer request with me that has been on my mind ever since. It's not my place to go into details, but I can share some of the hope that I've come across the past few days. I know there are alot of people that are really hurting. IF does that to us and at times we seem to lose sight of hope, but I have seen hope in reading, Scripture, and music.
I came across this great quote in my women's devotional book the other day. It's by Barbara Johnson- someone I'm not familiar with- but I thought it was incredible. She said, "Hope is faith holding out its hand in the dark."
Wow! That was so profound. It really hit me. There are so many times in life when we are in a really dark place. It takes all our energy and faith to just hold out our hand- to hope that we will come out of the dark, to hope that God will life us up, to hope that the light will one day shine again. And so I guess that's one piece of encouragement to me when I'm in the really dark places- just hold out my hand in faith. God will lift me up. That is hope.
Another thing that keeps running through my mind is from Romans 5:1-5 (NIV). Therefore, since we have been justified through faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom we have gained access by faith into this grace in which we now stand. And we rejoice in the hope of the glory of God. Not only so, but we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us.
I love that. Hope does not disappoint us. So we hold out our hand of faith in the dark because we have hope that things will improve, and hope doesn't let us down.
The last thing that has been giving me hope is Christian music. There have been so many songs lately that have been speaking to me. My ipod is becoming full of great songs that speak of healing, waiting, hope, and more. Recently, I heard a song by Laura Story called "Blessings." Here's some of the words. I think they'll speak to you too.
We pray for blessings
We pray for peace
Comfort for family, protection while we sleep
We pray for healing, for prosperity
We pray for your mighty hand to ease our suffering
All the while, You hear each spoken need
Yet love us way too much to give us lesser things
Chorus: 'Cause what if your blessings come through raindrops
What if your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights
Are what it takes to know You're near
What if trials of life are Your mercies in disguise
We pray for wisdom
Your voice to hear
And we cry in anger when we cannot feel You near
We doubt Your goodness, we doubt Your love
As if every promise from Your Word is not enough
All the while, You hear each desperate plea
And long that we'd have faith to believe
Chorus
When friends betray us
When darkness seems to win
We know the pain reminds this heart
That this is not, this is not our home,
It's not our home
What if your healing comes through tears
And what if a thousand sleep nights
Are what it takes to know You're near
What if my greatest disappoinments
Or the aching of this life
Is the revealing of a greater thirst this world can't satisfy
And what if trials of this life
The rain, the storms, the hardest nights
Are your mercies in disguise
If you haven't heard the song, I encourage you to check it out. Keep the faith ladies, even when the trial is so dark it seems there is no hope!
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