Happy, Happy Birthday!
Peace.
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I’ve shared twenty birthday’s with him now, and I can honestly say that I’ve never known anyone who has used their years in a more productive way in the areas of change and growth. He is continually on the move - moving in the direction of hope. Someone once said that when someone is singularly focused on something, to where it becomes almost an obsession, then they function “south of normal”, well, that applies to Byron in his obsession with following Christ, only it causes him to live…”North of Normal”!
So, Happy Birthday, Baby. You’ve been a wonderful husband and father, leader and friend - and I look forward to watching you make the most of the next twenty birthdays…I know you’re headed further North!
Love and blessings to you. Love, Angie.
It’s somewhat ironic that we begin a series at C3 tomorrow about how to “Rest in God” - today has been one of those days when I’ve felt like I’ve been on a treadmill set on “high” and it won’t stop…my little candle is feeling a little wind-blown tonight, and now I’m trying to wind down so that I can get prepared to sleep and rest for all that will take place in the morning. I believe it will be a beautiful service - the platform “set” is beautiful and tranquil, and the music set is beautiful and inspiring. And Byron is preaching from the 23rd Psalm - beautiful. To me, the reoccurring theme is the beauty of God’s rest - the kind that only He can provide. I need that tonight, my mind is racing will all of the things still left to do. My heart is heavy for the thought of some friends who won’t be there, and excited for the new friends I will make as they discover the love and mercy of God.
(By the way, tomorrow also happens to be Byron’s birthday - I won’t say how old he’ll be, but he IS one year closer to the big 4-0!)
So, tonight, I’m listening to Enya (my favorite is “May it Be” from the Lord of the Rings), and I’m choosing to focus on the beautiful aspects of the love and mercy of a God, my God of Rest - because He hears, He knows - all of our difficulties, dreams, fears - He knows and He sees. So, I can rest in Him and all of His Beauty…and sleep in peace, dreaming of all of the hearts He will touch and change with His Beauty tomorrow…
“May it be an evening star
Shines down upon you
May it be when darkness falls
Your heart will be true
You walk a lonely road
Oh! How far you are from home
Mornië utúlië
Believe and you will find your way
Mornië alantië
A promise lives within you now
May it be the shadow’s call
Will fly away
May it be your journey on
To light the day
When the night is overcome
You may rise to find the sun
Mornië utúlië
Believe and you will find your way
Mornië alantië
A promise lives within you now
A promise lives within you now” (Enya “May it Be”)
And even on days like today when I feel like a candle in the wind, I can rest in His shelter, and experience the Beautiful Rest of God…and the wind doesn’t feel quite so strong. May it be that you rest in Him as well.
His Peace.
So I know I have 24 hours in a day, just like everyone else. But some days those 24 represent a lot more accomplishments than others. Today definitely won’t go down in the books as a stellar day for checking-off my “To Do” list. I haven’t been feeling very well for the past few days, so I’ve mostly been watching Byron work (he’s redecorating our bedroom - I’ve been telling him that he’s like a much, much more masculine Christopher Lowell). I’ve got a list of things to get done before we leave that’s a mile long, only I don’t feel up to it.
When I was younger, and Byron traveled in evangelism, I literally could pack for a two-week trip (with three kids - and two of them home-schooled) in two hours.
Not these days. I guess I’m hoping for a second-wind (or, in this case, a first wind) so I can get everything done that has to be done.
Someone asked me recently why I blog. I guess it’s a good question, although I’ve never really thought about why. There are many reasons: because I love to write, because it’s therapeutic to express myself in a healthy way, because I feel some responsibility to others to let them into my journey, because, in some way, I feel like I was born to do this…
But, more importantly, there are a few reasons that are NOT “why” I blog:
*it’s not to just journal (I could buy a notebook for that), although my own personal thoughts and feelings drive the subject matter, it’s not just about a journal of my day.
*it’s not to make other women feel intimidated or inadequate as I list my domestic or spiritual achievements (I am neither Martha Stewart nor Beth Moore - as you know if you read my blogs…ever!)
*it’s not to “get back” at others who’ve hurt or offended me - in fact, this blog has really been a caveat for reflection and growth in my life in the area of forgiveness (”what I don’t deal with, I become”)
*it’s not to point out my personal frustrations with any individual just to “get it off my chest”, but rather I desire to use my observations to facilitate change
*it’s not to complain or rant about other’s shortcomings, but rather to address issues that I deal with - especially as it relates to being a woman - as these things come into my life, I process them, and look to Christ and His word for how to deal with them, then I can pass along what I’m learning in the struggle and journey
The reasons why I blog are evolving all the time - like, hopefully, I am (not in the Darwin-way, but in the Jesus-way).
I certainly hope my words have been a source of encouragement to you. Of course, how you “hear” what I say is also dependent upon your own state of mind and heart (if you read with an agenda…well, all flows through that filter). Please read through the filter of love and grace, for that truly is the spirit in which I try to write - even when I write challenging things (it always challenges me first).
I’m just one pilgrim on a journey, and if I can encourage you in the race, then I’ll keep on blogging…and you keep on running. Don’t give up, ever!
Hebrew 12(MSG):
1-3Do you see what this means—all these pioneers who blazed the way, all these veterans cheering us on? It means we’d better get on with it. Strip down, start running—and never quit! No extra spiritual fat, no parasitic sins. Keep your eyes on Jesus, who both began and finished this race we’re in. Study how he did it. Because he never lost sight of where he was headed—that exhilarating finish in and with God—he could put up with anything along the way: Cross, shame, whatever. And now he’s there, in the place of honor, right alongside God. When you find yourselves flagging in your faith, go over that story again, item by item, that long litany of hostility he plowed through. That will shoot adrenaline into your souls!
It’s all about the journey, because the journey IS the destination!
Peace.
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