Thursday, December 1, 2011

Just something to think about

As I battle with frustration with our insurance company, Kevin DeYoung had some helpful thoughts for me about my attitude of entitlement to a fair life. Read his entire post here.

"But there’s another way to look at the world, another way to experience life, and that’s through the lens of grace. With these glasses on you’ll reckon that most days are a whole lot better than you deserve. And on the really hard days, you’ll fight to believe that God is working even this for good. With the glasses of grace, you’ll smile when other people succeed. Instead of experiencing life as a series of disappointments and occasions where you were not given the treatment you deserve, you’ll experience life as a gift. You’ll see grace all around you. You’ll celebrate the grace you see in someone else or given to someone else. It’s a profoundly different way of viewing the world."

I don't want to miss the abundance of grace that fills my days because I'm spending my time focusing on what I think I deserve.

Wednesday, November 23, 2011


I'm listening to Driscoll's Matthew 26 sermon on the gethsemane prayer in his "Pray like Jesus" series. How humbling it is to stop and think about God becoming man.

To think about the Creator and King of the universe coming into this sin stained world to walk among sin obsessed people like me.
Not just walk next to them but become intimately involved in their lives, to love them.
To die a painful, humiliating, horrible death.
To be hated, rejected, despised.

And through the death of this King, King Jesus, I have gained reconciliation to God. I have gained undeserved forgiveness. I have gained life and peace. And there is nothing I can even do to be worthy of this King's sacrifice.

Needless to say, when I stop.
And think.
My only response to this weighty truth has to be:
Thanks and devotion to the King who saved my life from inevitable destruction.


Matthew 26:6-13
Now when Jesus was at Bethany in the house of Simon the leper,
a woman came up to him with an alabaster flask of very expensive ointment, and she poured it on his head as he reclined at table.
And when the disciples saw it, they were indignant, saying, "Why this waste?
For this could have been sold for a large sum and given to the poor."
But Jesus, aware of this, said to them, "Why do you trouble the woman? For she has done a beautiful thing to me.
For you always have the poor with you, but you will not always have me.
In pouring this ointment on my body, she has done it to prepare me for burial.
Truly, I say to you, wherever this gospel is proclaimed in the whole world, what she has done will also be told in memory of her."

"Everything was then set up, established for the betrayal and the execution of Jesus. In preparation Jesus went to a home for a party and there a sinful woman who was repentant and wanted her life to change, she’s a great example for all of us. She came to Jesus and she anointed him with essentially perfume. A rich lavish gift. What I find curious is that that would have meant Jesus would have smelled this woman’s repentance and gift through the Last Supper, through his false trials, through his beatings, through his floggings and ultimately through his crucifixion."

Friday, November 18, 2011

Sweet Boy

We went to a wedding a few weeks ago and the photographer got some sweet shots of my baby. I thought I'd share.

A Welcome Reminder

I came across this post by Carolyn Mahaney from the girl talk blog this morning, and I sit here rebuked and encouraged. I hope you'll take a second to read this and evaluate, as I was forced to, Who plans the moments that make up our days.

I praise God for being good and sovereign even when I forget, and act like I'm the one controlling my days.

Lamentations 3:22-23

The steadfast love of the LORD never ceases; his mercies never come to an end;

They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.


2005 at 10:17 am | by Carolyn Mahaney

I wanted to get up early, but C.J. encouraged me to stay in bed a little longer. I had been up quite late the night before. He thought I needed a little more sleep.

By the time I arose, the demands of the day came rushing at me in rapid succession. There was breakfast to fix. Conversations to have. The unexpected phone call. Family members to shuttle from point A to point B. One interruption after another.

It was 10:00 a.m. and I still hadn’t taken a shower, much less made progress on my to-do list. I was struggling. This wasn’t the way my morning was supposed to go. I wasn’t completing the tasks I thought were most important. Peace and joy had vanished.

Then I recalled this perspective-altering thought from C.S. Lewis:

“The great thing, if one can, is to stop regarding all the unpleasant things as interruptions of one’s ‘own,’ or ‘real’ life. The truth is of course that what one calls the interruptions are precisely one’s real life—the life God is sending one day by day; what one calls one’s ‘real life’ is a phantom of one’s own imagination. This at least is what I see at moments of insight: but it’s hard to remember it all the time.”

—The Letters of C. S. Lewis to Arthur Greeves (20 December 1943), para. 5, p. 499; quoted in The Quotable Lewis, (Wheaton, Ill.: Tyndale House Publishers, 1989), 335.

It is hard to remember. But what a difference it made when I called to mind this biblical truth.

All these interruptions—they weren’t interruptions after all. They were “sovereign deliveries.” These “unpleasant things” were God’s perfect plan for my day.

Contemplating this bit of wisdom brought a smile to my face. And from that moment on, I met each subsequent “interruption” with joy. The shower could wait.

My prayer is that, next time, God will help me to remember this truth. Because Mr. Lewis was right. It’s easy to forget.

“This is the day that the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.” Psalm 118:24

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Baby Girl

Just got home from the Dr.
Baby girl is looking good!

Tuesday, November 8, 2011


So it's early November and we've had TWO serious snow storms already. I'm talking major, beautiful, snow.

I love that Noah gets just as excited about snow as I do. I mean, puts his hat and coat on over his jammies excited. And he doesn't even get the concept of a snow day yet, he just loves the beauty of the snow.

Monday, November 7, 2011

National Meet Your Neighborhood Night

As if we didn't get enough candy from two hours of trick or treating in the morning, we decided to go out again that night with our awesome friends the Gardners.

On more than one occasion we had to stop the boys from walking right into a random strangers house, who opened their door to hand out some candy to the cute trick or treaters.

We decided it was about time to be done when Noah started laying down to take a breather after every house. This kid had one busy day! It takes a lot of energy to look all cute and beg strangers for candy.

Check out our awesome candy stash. Obviously a two year old has no need for this amount of candy, and since we are serious about our son's health... I think he'll need our help. I mean we wouldn't want it to go stale, right?

And I mean, what a great holiday! When else do you get to spend the whole day out and about meeting your neighbors and other people in your community. Everyone is out and everyone is happy (I blame the candy) and now a whole bunch of strangers are now acquaintances.

Halloween, you are awesome. See you next year!