Posts Tagged ‘prayer’

Bustin’ out on a Saturday night

// December 21st, 2008 // 4 Comments » // Uncategorized

What kind of woman with a dead cell phone and a sick dog goes out into the minus 21 degree wind chill facing 2-3 ft drifts to drive 6 miles to church on a Saturday night alone?

A woman with her tree decorated.
A desperate woman with a really big truck.

A drift-bustin’ truck.

And in the silence of prayer, in the midst of an beautiful sermon about “listening” and a handful of church-goers…
there was a really loud God.

Tea tonight: Chinese flower

The Ultimate Thanksgiving Post

// November 27th, 2008 // 2 Comments » // Uncategorized

***UPDATE***

Angie has removed the post I referred to below. Suffice it to say it was beautiful, poignant, and heartfelt. That being said, her challenge was for us to give thanks for something in our life that we really aren’t too happy to have, as God has commanded us to be thankful in all things. The link below will now take you to Angie’s main blog page.

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It was all going through my mind this morning as I awoke in the dark. Deep, cold dark. I wanted to write an awesome Thanksgiving post about all the things in my life that I am grateful to God for giving me. Because I am so very grateful. Ron Burgundy. Kids. Home. Job. God’s grace.

I grabbed my laptop, but made the mistake of going to my feed reader first.

Oh. My.
Blow.
Me.
Away.

I could never do a Thanksgiving post that says it better than this. Thank you, Angie, for humbling yourself, for allowing us to see our true selves, and for blessing us with your exquisite writing. Your pain has brought us gain in God’s grace. I pray you’re feeling Him with you today.

And I accept your Thanksgiving challenge. With gratitude.

“The test of thankfulness is not what you have to be thankful for, but whether anyone else has reason to be thankful that you are here.”

Tea today: Snow Water Green Cloud

Baby Tears

// November 21st, 2008 // 3 Comments » // Uncategorized

I cried twice today.

Every mother’s prayer. Babies. Her babies. Those seemingly perfect-in-every way babies that grow up to be imperfect human beings who need each other and learn the hard way how much they need the Lord. So what was so sad about this beautiful picture I’ve put in your mind?

I didn’t say I was sad. I merely said I was crying.

I held a baby boy this evening, almost 16 weeks old. Peach-fuzz-baby-smelling head. Chipmunk cheeks. He fussed, then I did the baby sway with him (I haven’t forgotten how because I still do it in church with no baby in my arms). He fell asleep on my shoulder, so I sagged my weary back into the couch and this onesied-bundle did the baby-wriggle-gonna-nestle-up-real-close-heavy-sigh REM sleep thing on my chest. And as I covered him with his blanket, I cried. It was a moment that took me back 31 years and that overwhelming feeling of baby passion just overtook me. Sometimes it doesn’t even matter whose baby it is.

And then.

I went to see the unveiling of the engagement pictures of my eldest baby and his beautiful fiance. Fresh faces. Brilliant leaves. Autumn sunshine. Adoring smiles. Sappy (albeit tear-jerking) music background.

I cried again.

I cried out of gratitude for three healthy grown babies and a soon-to-be daughter-in-law. I cried out of angst for days gone by. I cried over mistakes I’ve made and things left undone that may or may not have changed anything at all. The embrace of His grace now brings me peace in my exhaustion and I’m ready to fall into that snuggly sleep just like those babies used to. Without the onesie.

But just one more time, I think I’ll cry.
Three times today.

Tea tonight: Numi Monkey King

This may be significant – or not so much….

// November 1st, 2008 // No Comments » // Uncategorized

Bad picture (cell phone) of a beautiful berry-laden tree I parked my car under today. I sat there listening to “Bring the Rain” on my iPod and stared at it for at least 10 minutes before I went in for an appointment. I’m not sure why, but it really caught my heart, my brain, my wonder. I sat under it for a few minutes on the way out, too – I have no idea why.

Tea tonight: Spring Cherry Beginner’s Mind

Blessed Are They ….

// October 30th, 2008 // No Comments » // Uncategorized

…who do not see and yet believe! But this is seeing and believing! Oh joy, what a miracle God has done once again.

Tea today: Harney & Sons green with citrus

Not Just Any Old Dog – MY Dog

// October 23rd, 2008 // No Comments » // Uncategorized

I am in awe of dogs blogging. Yeah, they really do. And they do a woof woof job of it, too. Ever since Lucky signed up for Doggyspace and joined the Puppy Prayer Chain group, my email has been flooded with good wishes for us. Dog owners are so special. Dogs are so special. There are thousands of poems written about family dogs and their demise. Lucky’s still with us and has good and bad days, but he’s become more “clingy” and I’m fearing he’s starting to tell me things I really am not ready to hear. I will continue to listen attentively.
The Last Battle
If it should be that I grow frail and weak

And pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then will you do what must be done,
For this — the last battle — can’t be won.

You will be sad I understand,
But don’t let grief then stay your hand,
For on this day, more than the rest,
Your love and friendship must stand the test.

We have had so many happy years,
You wouldn’t want me to suffer so.
When the time comes,
please, let me go.
Take me to where to my needs they’ll tend,
Only, stay with me till the end
And hold me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes no longer see.

I know in time you will agree
It is a kindness you do to me.
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I have been saved.

Don’t grieve that it must be you
Who has to decide this thing to do;
We’ve been so close — we two — these years,
Don’t let your heart hold any tears.

~ Unknown

Tea tonight: Jasmine

Guilty Heartache?

// October 15th, 2008 // 1 Comment » // Uncategorized

I was feeling pretty much on top of the world after the marathon weekend, finally shaking the lingering flu, watching my KT accomplish a goal that at one time not only seemed impossible, but more importantly that she really had no penchant to do. Oh, how time and God’s hand changes hearts and minds! I watched my “aging” (I say that loosely) Ron Burgundy complete his 10th marathon – he called me four times and even texted our youngest son during the race! I didn’t see any of the elite athletes with their BlackBerries during the race, which may in part explain why they finished 3+ hours ahead of him. (That, and they train 210 miles a week, are 40 lb lighter, 35 years younger…)

So during this rare day off, I was catching up on my feed reader, and read Angie’s post for today, recognizing tomorrow as National Day of Remembrance for pregnancy and infant loss. Some of the comments left on her post are simply cutting to my very core. Is it right for me to feel so good when others are so deeply hurting? Why does God dole out such pain to some and not others? Does He truly need to put so many of us “in our place” in order to get His job done? I know many people who have been brought to their knees finding God and praying for the very first time because of tragedy – is that what it really takes for some? Apparently He knows better than I, and I certainly know that He’s given me some pretty grave reasons to seek Him. He also knows it takes very little to bring myself to Him in prayer – good or bad. He takes us on journeys we can only understand through faith. And that’s what sometimes makes pain a beautiful thing. He knows the plan, because He wrote the plan.

I’d like to think everyone would reach out to God on a glorious sunny day in Chicago after a victory, just as easily and eagerly as they do during those rock-bottom, heart-breaking times.

Through it all, He is always the same. He has proven that over and over again.

Tea tonight: Tazo Green with Ginger

Prayers Please

// October 2nd, 2008 // No Comments » // Uncategorized

Looking for some answered prayers – Lucky is having some surgery tomorrow. Why do I say “answered?” He always answers.

Yes….No…..Not Yet

Which will it be?
Tea today: green with lemongrass

Catch Phrases for my heart and soul

// September 27th, 2008 // No Comments » // Uncategorized

For the last many weeks I’ve driven two hours a day to work and back. Not my choice but a responsibility that is partly self-imposed, but mostly done out of commitment to a job I’m paid to do. It has been draining – emotionally and physically it is taking its toll. But it’s become a way of life. This picture is from my cell phone driving into the beautiful sunrise today. I’ve become quite enamored with podcasts from my very favorite pastors, only two of whom I have actually met. But I feel like I know each one of them up close and personal because I’ve literally gone back since the inception of each of their podcasts to listen to these. Yes, that’s how much I drive. Not much time for some of you, but for someone who must squeeze every minute of productivity out of every hour of the day, while feigning off sleep all the way, it is two precious hours each day I don’t feel I can afford to lose. But it has become the best part of my day.

There are themes. There are sermon series. And then there are the unique little “catch phrases” that each pastor uses that makes him so endearing. They probably don’t even realize they’re doing it – it’s just their personality and God shining through their voices. It’s fun to see how they have emerged over the years, grown in their communication and delivery style, and in each of them, have spoken so relevantly to my life. Here are some of my favorites.

Pastor John Fuller (Prairie Lakes Church): “Here’s what….I …knaoow….” (yep, that’s just what it sounds like, and with a subsequent pause, it really makes you sit up and listen – and really, really believe. Love it!) and “Let’s go to the Word….” That’s my favorite. “Let’s be Jesus with skin on.” But I can’t leave out “Step over the faith line…”

Pastor Justin Wise (Immersion/Lutheran Church of Hope): “This is huge….” & “This just Blows. My. Mind…” (Yeah, he actually talks like the punctuation is in there. Very effective.) & “Context is King!” This young whippersnapper is “wise” beyond his years, yet maintains his GenX/Y credibility while enlightening us boomers. He craves Jesus. His mind is always churning deeply, and he is very well prepared for his sermons on a level that is so relevant not only to the 20s and 30s in Immersion, but to their parents! Relevancy. What a concept. Sometimes his sermons are so perfect for me or my family during a particular need, I refer to him as “Justin Time.” Whoa.

Pastor Mike Householder (Lutheran Church of Hope): “God is on the move….” & “Praise God for that…” Coupled with his personal stories, quick wit, and obvious passion for his congregation, it’s not hard to see why this will be my church should I ever have the opportunity to live in Des Moines.

Pastor Richard Webb: (Lutheran Church of Hope): “Let’s pray” (I can’t do this one justice because words can’t express the inflection or the timing in there, but it is spontaneous, very quickly and softly spoken, and seems to come most unexpectedly…out of nowhere. It’s like an instant piece of peace. No other “catch phrase” from him as no two of his sermons are alike, and he uses really cool big words that just roll out of his mouth (along with that inflection and timing gift), and I’m telling you, this guy is smart. As in ::genius:: smart. A brilliant theologian who can pull the stories out of the Bible at will and tell them with drama and flair. He also remind us, now and then, that “God is not your housepet.”

Pastor Tommy Sparger (North Point Church): “…and I believe this…I really do…” Perhaps it’s that Texas twang, the folksy delivery, or if you’re watching the video, the pity for the video dude who must constantly try to keep this cute little man of God within the viewfinder as he sprints across the stage. He’s really a Holy Hoot. “Now…here’s the dill” (in Iowa we say “deal”). And at the end he recognizes new believers with “…will you raise your hand so I know who you are. I want to pray for you…” Though I’m not a “new” believer, I would raise my hand so Tommy would look right at me and pray for me. God knows I need it.

Pastor Craig Groeschel (LifeChurch.tv): “Lift your hands up now, lift them high…” He does this recognizing new believers at the end of his sermons. Again, I’d be one raising my hands. I could really get into that one. He gets deep into my head, is extremely creative, and the pre-sermon videos are amazing.

The thing these guys all have in common is their humility, their love of Christ, and their shared times of shaken faith. They are admitted sinners (what? them too? is the world full of them?) and have fallen short. And they give illustrations in their sermons that bring us all down to earth, yet give me cause for pause to admire them. Better yet, they empower me to look more closely and where I am in my life and why that’s ok. Because it’s where God put me. Yet these “church dudes” are all so different from one another. What a party it would be to have them all together. With Lutheran jello. I praise God for them.

I have grown so strong in my faith because of these gifted people that even during a sheerly exhausting, refrigerator-dying, patient-crumping, car-clunking, sick dog meltdown, they push me toward Him. And He carries me. And He is really the only one who cares. I’ve certainly felt that this week. Romans 5:1-5

Need further proof of God’s promise? How about newly blooming water hyacinths on my pond today – in September!!

Tea tonight: Young Hyson

Holy Cow!

// September 21st, 2008 // No Comments » // Uncategorized

In true testament to the popularity of MckMama’s blog, y’all have been so kind to email me with sweet words and blessings! Thanks so much for the visits – I’m honored to be a part of the prayer/blog community that MckMama has created. Isn’t she a trip?? But more awesome than that, isn’t our God HUGE??

Let’s keep those prayers coming for MckFamily. And for those of you who noticed that today is 1 month, 1 week, and 1 day to Stellan’s due date, don’t think I wasn’t reminded of this post!

Peace to you this Sunday,

Tea today: Genmaicha