My Keurig and I have an understand…

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My Keurig and I have an understanding. It will work for me provided I put a little effort in. I need to buy the coffee and fill the reservoir. The last part is what gets me every time. More mornings than I might care to admit have involved me waiting for my coffee to brew only to find that it will not come until I put some water in. The flashing blue light is a glaring indicator of my failure at maintaining my end of the bargain. It’s easy to overlook the part where you fill it at the end of a day. When I have my last cup I simply turn the machine off and think I’ll fill it later. The trouble is I almost never do this. I forget and then the next morning you can find me clumsily trying to fill the machine so it will give me the coffee I desire. The process is unnecessary. If I just put a little work in when I didn’t immediately need coffee the machine would be ready to go when I do need it.

This morning as I was fumbling once again in my attempt to get coffee I realized that this struggle is kind of like the one many of us have in our relationship with God. It’s easy to neglect God and spiritual discipline when things are going well. We don’t roll out of bed early to get the day started with God because we think we can do it later. When we do this and it becomes a habit, those days God is needed are tough. We struggle to connect with God and reach for him clumsily because we didn’t maintain the connection, we didn’t do the work when things were going well. We need to remember that our spiritual reservoir must be filled like the one found on the coffee machine. We need to continue to fill that reservoir daily so when strength is needed, it’s easier to access.

Size isn’t everything.

I’ve lost 4 followers in the last week.

*sigh*

I shouldn’t sigh. I shouldn’t even be concerned really. I don’t do this for numbers or hits. I write to share my faith, my life and other random things I think about that I probably shouldn’t share but do anyhow. I write to maintain my skills during dry seasons in ministry. I write and sometimes erase just to vent. Followers aren’t really part of the equation, at least they aren’t when things are going up. When they go down though I notice and wonder if it’s something I said, or did, or didn’t do.

On some level this is something we all worry about, isn’t it? If we’re in ministry we worry about numbers and attendance. In the working world we seek to make connections and friends. Networking and people go hand in hand in the modern world and numbers equal success (or so we are told). When someone stops attending their vacant seat in the pew is a glaring notification of their absence. A dropped subscriber is noticed. We don’t wish to fail.

Jesus knows a little something about followers though and he got me to thinking today when I was questioning everything I know to be true about blogging.  When we look at Jesus’ ministry, we see a man who started with just himself and eventually was preaching to crowds well into the thousands. In the final week of his life, he went from having a parade thrown in his honor to having been abandoned by all but a handful of his closest friends.  Yet still, in the midst of it all he persisted and moved forward with his mission.  When Sunday came, when he stepped out of that tomb he knew he some would come back and some would not but ultimately he had accomplished what he was sent to do and that was what was important. It wasn’t about followers, it was about people and the message.

As Church people (and as bloggers) we need to remember this. It isn’t the size of your subscriber list or the number of people in the pews that matters. What matters is the life you are living, the service you are doing and the mission God has given you. If you are living your life in accordance with what God wants, if your worshipping community is focussed on the Gospel and shining a light into the world, God-things will happen.  Size isn’t everything, it’s the substance that counts.

While it always hurts when people move on, my blog isn’t about my followers it’s about shining a light into the world to whoever happens to pop in. It isn’t about me, it’s about God and isn’t that the most important thing? Whatever we do, no matter how big or how small should all be about God and regardless of how big or little I become I shall endeavor to make this blog just that.

Les Miserables and The Passover Story.

The Maccabeats have a new video out that combines two of my favorite things, musical theatre and God.

While Moses to me will always bear a striking resemblance to Charlton Heston, I have to say this was well done.

Things I know to be true

There are a few things I know to be true this week.

I know that the time changed.
I know that there is a new pope.
I know it’s still cold out and that Reggie Bush is a Lion.
I know that grace is given freely to us.
I know that it’s hard to give it out ourselves.

This week I’ve been swimming in the notion of grace, of forgiveness and love freely offered.  Since Sunday when the story of the Prodigal Son was read and mulled over I’ve been sitting in the midst of the story. Wondering if I would be found walking the long road home or pouting on the back porch. I wonder, would I be able to celebrate with a brother who returned home?  Would I be excited or resentful?  At times it can be hard to overlook past wounds to offer grace.

I would love to live a grace-full life. A life that flows with grace because of the grace I’ve been given. At times it is hard to look past those wounds and wrongs to what is happening and good around us. In today’s world we are told that we should put ourselves first and strive to achieve what is best for us. We are told that we deserve things, should desire things and I suspect we are more like the brother pouting on the back porch than we would like to admit to.  I think in some ways I am anyways. I’d like to offer forgiveness more freely and be the person who accepts and loves people well.  I want to throw more parties and celebrate with people when things go well.

There are a few things I know to be true this week.  One of them is my desire to live a grace-full life.

Escape from Planet Earth!

Sometimes as a blog author I get opportunities to promote products or try them out in response for my honest opinion of things.  Most of the time I say no as I believe that you the reader probably don’t want to read about things like eternity headbands or the latest dusting innovation. I figure if you come here you want to read about my random daily interactions with God and the crazy food we eat.  Or if not you’re likely a friend who comes to make me happy. Whatever the reason it’s probably not for promotions, but last night when I got home I opened my email and found a fun one.  The Senior Manager of Digital PR & Social Media Marketing for the company responsible for promoting William Shatner’s next movie had contacted me to see if I wanted to promote this movie on my blog.  That’s right, I said William Shatner.  The original Kirk who frolicked with Tribbles.  The original Star Trek Enterprise Captain. How could I say no? Even though I immediately wanted to say yes I did have to do some research on the movie so I dug a little and liked what I saw.

The movie is called Escape from Planet Earth and it looks adorable.  Opening on February 15th nationwide, it’s all about the little guy saving the day.  I enjoy a good underdog movie and this one looks really sweet. I expect there will be teamwork and action, adventure and lots of laughs.  The voice talent is stacked with personal favorites like William Shatner and Brendan Fraser along with Rob Corddry and SJP {Sarah Jessica Parker}. I think it’s going to be fun and a movie that I can enjoy with my son is always a winner in my book. Check out the trailer:

Now you might be thinking what’s in this for me?  Why are you telling me all about this movie Becky?  Well that social media marketing company offered to send a gift pack to one of my readers including a tattoo sheet, activity book & crayons, and a backpack clip along with a 25$ Visa gift card.  Pretty fun, right? I thought so. I wish my son could enter as he would love it!

While there is only one winner of the gift pack I do have a treat for everyone. Along with the gift pack, they sent along some digital valentines that you can download and print if you’re looking for unique designs that no one in the class will have.  Also they could be a fun way to jazz up some homemade valentines with pictures.  You can find those here:

Last but definitely not least I have discovered a pretty funny app for the iPhone {and Android if you’re into that kind of thing} that allows you to pose with a character from the movie and read the story. My son is currently obsessed with taking pictures of himself so I think this will definitely get a workout!

If you’d like to win the gift pack enter below with a comment stating your favorite family film.  The winner will be chosen with the help of Random.org after the giveaway closes on Wednesday February 13 at midnight.  One entry per person please.  Unfortunately this giveaway is limited to residents of the USA.  I promise a good one for the rest of you soon!

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P.S. – If you’re looking for more information you can find it at their website: Escape from Planet Earth

P.P.S. – I was compensated for this review and giveaway.  Not enough that I can take you all to the Olive Garden for dinner but enough that I think I can swing that for me and those who I love. Regardless as you know my opinions are mine and mine alone.  I was not influenced in any way and have told my honest thoughts and feelings in this review.

UPDATE:  The winner is Ashley Hewell! She was selected thanks to some help from our friends at Random.org.  Thank you all for entering!

Church zombies

My eyes opened and it was dark. Waves of relief rippled through my body. My breathing slowed and began to fade into a smooth rhythm once more. The nightmare was over. The terror had past. It was only a dream.

Last night at 4:30 in the morning I was faced with a terrifying scenario. In my dream as I stepped into the pulpit to begin the sermon, everyone stood up and walked out. Like zombies they fell into step behind one another.  Silent and unresponsive, they were seemingly oblivious to anything that went on around them. As I followed them on their march downstairs, I found them standing in a basement surrounded by water pouring from the ceiling, silent and glassy eyed, doing nothing.

Am I am terrified of being involved with people who fail to see, who are unresponsive and silent in response to what happens around them? Maybe it’s a fear of becoming that myself. Of failing to see and live with purpose. Perhaps I’m afraid that I’ll fail at whatever it is God has called me to do in sharing the Good News. It wasn’t a good dream.

Church zombies are surprisingly scary but very enlightening. I’m pleased to report that this morning’s service was not filled with zombies but was instead a warm, friendly group of people. Nevertheless maybe I should work on some martial arts moves. You never know when the zombie apocalypse might come…

Oh hello….

It’s been a while. Twelve days to be exact. I’ve been struggling with words and work, with life and sleep. At the start of the year our little guy decided it would be amazing to wake up before everyone and let us all know. I was supposed to have a couple of weeks off after Christmas and unfortunately that didn’t happen and all of that mayhem on top of my Christmas illness and you have one Momma who’s just been pooped. It was all a little too much.

I’ve spent the last couple of weeks just getting stuff done. Doing what needed to get done and what I could do. Focusing on what was present, immediate and here. My son and I played with trains and he spoke to me about important things, ‘Cat in the Hat’ things. My husband and I watched TV together and he patiently sat with me while I struggled through sermons and prayers. I went to a movie with a friend which was so much fun. Playing in the background was the emotionally manipulative stylings of Brad Paisley who never ceases to make me cry and as always my love affair with John Mayer continues. It’s been a never ending stream of busy.

The busyness needs to stop. I need to do more of the fun things. I need margins in my life and room to breathe and move. I’m looking forward to a couple weeks of freedom with far less to do with regards to meetings and errands and work. I have piles of books that are calling out for me to read. Maybe I’ll see another movie. I would like to focus on my reflections and personal spiritual journey. I need to rest. To be still. To sit with God and embrace peace.

It’s hard to let go, to give in and say enough. It’s easy to think that we are the only ones who can do something but we’re not, I’m not. I need to remember that. I love writing and blogging and connecting. I love to be in community and I’ve been so busy lately I haven’t been able to do that. This week I am being intentional about margins. I’m not taking on too much and in fact I’ve already said ‘no’ once. It was quite liberating.

This week is the week of enough and as Paul says in 2 Corinthians 3:17 “Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom.” so I think as long as I leave space for the Spirit I’ll find some freedom as well. Maybe even a little time to write…
 

An Open Letter to Rod Stewart.

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Dear Mr. Stewart,

I just have to open this letter by saying I am a huge fan of your work. In particular I’ve adored ‘the Great American Songbook’ series. As a result I found myself delighted when I discovered you had released a Christmas Album this year. I immediately downloaded it from iTunes and added it to my Christmas playlist. I was however a little surprised by the song ‘Red Suited Superman’. It seemed very out of the ordinary for a Christmas song. Catchy but definitely not a usual Christmas number.

I think what really struck me about this particular song was the sentiment it carried regarding Santa. It seems to me that the song lifts Santa from a fun part of Christmas to a superhero savior figure. Throughout the song there seems to be a belief that Santa can bring joy, peace, love and miracles. Now I love Santa as much as the next person but this seems to me to be a bit of a stretch. Since I’ve known of Santa he’s been the bringer of stuff at Christmas not the Savior. Year after year kids write their lists and send them to Santa for the things that they desire at Christmas. Santa works very hard all year with his elves making tons of toys and then brings them around the world to kids. Santa brings joy that is temporary and wonderful, I won’t deny that but it is temporary. Santa’s joy is not everlasting. He does not impact people in permanent or life changing ways. If the things Santa brought were truly fulfilling would the malls be full on Boxing Day with bargain hunters?  Things don’t satisfy, as people we need something more.

I’m certain you’re aware of this but the origins of Christmas lay in Jesus. It was a feast day to celebrate Christ’s entrance in the world. Christmas is about the moment God entered the world to be with us and offer us hope. It was a day of miracles, joy and overflowing love. Jesus brought us the gift of God’s presence and new possibilities. I think this is where the true miracle of Christmas lies.  It lies in the knowledge that God lived with us, loved us and showed us what it meant to bring peace into the world. Jesus’ life shows us the radiant joy one can find when they live for others and not things. He showed us what it is to spill love into the world and how great an impact one can have on a community by simple caring enough to pay attention. In Jesus we see what it is to truly live a wonderful life and at Christmas we celebrate his entrance into our world.

On Christmas Day in my home we will hear once more the story of Jesus and Santa will have undoubtedly paid a visit. We enjoy the day and all it’s parts but we know the true meaning behind it. Christmas music will be playing and your album will be part of my playlist as I do enjoy it. I would just like to ask one favor. Would you think, really think about who the superman of the story really is? A real superman is someone who changes lives. It seems to me there’s only one person at Christmas who does that.

Merry Christmas,

Becky

Five books I’m reading right now

Or at least attempting to.  I’m sick.  So very, very sick.  It’s hard to read when even putting glasses on hurts so this pile of books has sat by my side as I’ve cuddled under my warm brown blanket from Indigo that my husband bought me ’cause he loves me.  Today has been the first day I could actually get my glasses on my face without wincing so I think I’m turning a corner.

Anyways I’m reading, or trying to and a few books lately have caught my eye.  I thought I’d share them with you to inspire the reader within or at the very least get some conversation flowing.  Here are the books, some inspirational and others not in the least.

Book One:  The Book of Common Prayer

I may be the only person in the world who walks into Walmart and thinks ‘The Book of Common Prayer at 25% off? I’ve always wanted my own copy‘.  That’s actually how this went down.  I found it.  I bought it.  I love it.  I’m a sucker for old prayers that speak the language of days past because while the words may seem different, the sentiments rarely are.  We are connected through our desire to commune with God and feeling that transcend time and space is a marvelous thing.

Book Two: Whirlbirds and Ordinary Times by Katie Savage

I love this book.  I had to take a break from reading it but what I’ve read so far is really rather delightful.  I received a copy from the publisher, Howard Books to see what I thought and I think it’s great.  It’s a collection of essays by a new author, Katie Savage which reflects on faith throughout the year and is really open, honest and real.  Too often when I read books on faith and life reflections they are light and fluffy. This digs in, offers a real look at the human side to faith and is a really nice early morning read.  I’ve been reading a chapter each day after my devotions and it’s been lovely.  If you have a woman to buy for this Christmas, can I recommend this book?  If you are a woman, go get it yourself!  You won’t regret it.

Book Three:  From Notting Hill with Love…Actually by Ali McNamara

Have I mentioned how much I love romantic comedies?  I feel as though the art of the romantic comedy has deteriorated as of late and I am drawn to movies like Sabrina, Notting Hill and Love Actually.  Imagine my delight and surprise to find two of my favorite movies in the title of a new novel.  So far I’ve read one chapter.  Not enough to review but enough to say that I will continue reading.  She has a fresh voice and it’s your standard chick-lit so I think I’ll stick it out.

Book Four: Eat to Live by Joel Fuhrman, M.D. 

My husband brought this book home to read for work. He’s hugely interested in Plant Based Diets {and we follow one here at home}.  I am sneaking some time with it while he mulls over his fantasy football team. This book seems to dive into the science behind it while being easy to read and approachable for someone like me who let’s face it didn’t get the best of grades in her high school science classes.  So far I am enjoying it as a bit of refresher from what I’ve read before. What I really like about it are the recipes found at the back of the book.  I love trying new things so my kitchen will definitely be getting a work out when I’m feeling 100%.

Book Five:  Unholy Night by Seth Grahame-Smith

Truthfully I just got this.  I haven’t even read one word but with a recommendation on the front saying it fuses Game of Thrones with the Gospel of Luke I knew I needed to read this for a few reasons.  One, because the main story is about the three wise men {who in this story are murderous thieves on the run} and we all know that the wise men weren’t in the gospel of Luke.  Two, because this is a New York Times best seller and that means that people are in some form interested in the story of Jesus, even if it’s an imagined fantasy version.  I like to know what it is people are reading about faith and it sounded like an interesting premise.  Also, I have to admit I rather enjoy Game of Thrones so I thought I’d give it a shot.

That’s what I’m reading right now.  What are you reading?  Let us know in the comments below.
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Disclosure: I did receive a copy of Whirlybirds and Ordinary Times from Howard Press. I did not receive any compensation for this review beyond the free book and these are my honest opinions based on reading the book.  I was not influenced in any way by the publisher.

Surrender.

When my sister was in grade school she memorized the book ‘Purple, Green and Yellow’ by Robert Munsch to give as a school presentation. I can remember her practicing her delivery and the phrase ‘super indelible never come off until your dead and maybe even later’ has stuck with me to this day.  The little girl desperately wanted markers like her friends and when she gets her hands on some ‘super indelible never come off until your dead and maybe even later’ markers she makes her mark, on herself and there’s no getting it off.

Lately in my reflections and prayers, I’ve come to understand that I have a super indelible never come off until your dead and maybe even later mark on my heart for God’s people and the ministry I am called into. Even with all of the difficulties that come with this work and the frustrations I feel with the church and it’s insanity I still believe it’s worth fighting for and something I am called to work at.  I’ve come to a place of peace with the fact that God will not let go which is a rather large step for me. I wonder now that I’ve accepted these realities, some 14 years after my first toe dip into the waters of ministry what will God do with me?

As I have come into these realizations, I’ve also noticed something deep within myself.  I’ve changed. I’ve surrendered.

In surrendering I’ve found something amazing. I have no worries. I have concerns of course for the future and for what we will be doing as a people of God but I’m not worried anymore. I realize it’s in God’s hands and we have to make choices to move with God. I’ve realized that there is a place for me, it might not be big or flashy but it is a place that God has carved out for me to do work for him and that work is work I love to do. The fact that God even wants to use me is pretty amazing so I am grateful to have the opportunity to work with God in this messy business.

I’ve surrendered and now I wait. I wait to be moved and changed and pushed where I need to go. I wait to discover the permanent place God wants me. I’ve surrendered into waiting and in that waiting I’m learning patience, trust and exercising more faith than I might’ve thought possible.
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Have you surrendered?  How has it freed you?  I’d love to hear your story…

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