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The Remains of the Day

What a beautiful day.

C3 Day at Moss Park was wonderful! I’m too tired to properly express what it meant to see all of the C3ers come out to have fun and witness new Christ-followers professing their faith through baptism….

It was beautiful to stand on the beach and witness such a profound declaration….

It was beautiful to see families having time together….

It was beautiful to watch a community of faith connect with each other and deepen their friendships…

It was beautiful to watch children running and playing and learning that church is about love…and can also be about having fun…

It was beautiful to see the gorgeous tapestry of diversity that is C3….it was like a Florida sunset - breathtaking!

Moss Park is special to me. I remember going there as a child. When I hear the cranes, I’m right back…I’m 10 years old all over again. It brings back many happy memories…

Now it’s even more special to me. It forever will remind me of C3…of new Christ-followers being baptised on a day that was supposed to be filled with thunderstorms…of little children laughing and playing…of a church family just being

…and being happy just to be!

It was a day to remember.

Thank you so much to all of you who shared it with me…

Peace.

Becoming…

Yesterday was a beautiful day for C3 Church. I don’t really know how to verbalize “why”, but I’ll try…

For a long time, we - as a community of faith - have been fighting: fighting for change, fighting for a vision, fighting for a dream, fighting our Enemy and those who would be used by him to stir dissension, fighting against our own fears and doubts…fighting for love.

Yesterday, it felt like we were beginning to be…to be more of who we were always meant to be - not so busy having to defend or position…but just breathing the breath of a church that is now becoming…

The volunteers were beautiful in their efficiency, dependability and…welcoming smiles. The spirit in “the house” was one of expectancy and hope. The message was clear and creative. Everything was so…C3.

We’ve said that for quite a while now - about one thing or the other: “That’s so C3!”, or “He/She is so C3.”…we’ve said it with hopefulness…

Now we can say it with hopeful understanding…because C3 is coming into her own identity. You can feel it. We are becoming comfortable in our own beautifully diverse, incredibly unique skin.

We are becoming, and it feels great.

And…it’s so C3! :-)

Peace.

The Remains of the Day…Happy Easter!

Things I loved about this Easter:

  • The focus upon Easter - that history itself has been altered because of the death and, more importantly, the resurrection of One Man.
  • The fact that so many stores and businesses closed early last night and were closed today - people got to spend time with their families…and breathe - all because of Easter.
  • Buying Easter lilies for my front porch…not out of obligation - not because I had to…not even because I was expected to buy a-gazillion for the church platform - but, because they’re beautiful, and because they remind me of the hope of salvation and the promise of spring. So, I bought two…and only two.
  • Picking out an Easter dress…and feeling girlie. (But not getting my nails done…just to prove I’m not so high maintenance).
  • Seeing the early morning volunteers, Crew, C3 Kids, and Staffers…wearing Easter outfits or jeans and C3 tees - Because, we are all about “Come as you are”.
  • Little girls in their frilly dresses…I saw so many fabulous outfits - too bad they don’t make them in my size.
  • Little men in their various attire - Jackson was my fave in his blue and white striped sear-sucker jacket…Fierce!
  • Seeing brand new faces…and those that are growing more familiar each week.
  • Being a part of the worship experience…feeling the Spirit moving people through praise.
  • Hearing Byron “bring it”…twice - knowing he’s doing what he was born to do…and doing it well.
  • Having lunch for 18! Hearing the chatter and noise of a full house…
  • Wearing a polka-dotted apron…and feeling girlie.
  • Watching the kids hunt for eggs and candy…in record time! (Ethan doesn’t move slowly when candy is involved).
  • Going on a 2 1/2 mile walk with the kids.
  • Sitting on the front porch with Byron, Kayleigh, Barry and Josh…talking and just being.
  • Having a clean kitchen…after having lunch for 18!!!
  • Putting on my “LOVE WINS” t-shirt - and knowing that it has won…again.
  • Feeling absolutely exhausted…in a good way.
  • Being reminded that there’s always hope…just like the sun keeps rising…just like springtime always returns - so it is with hope…Easter reminds me: Hope springs eternal. (Even when it’s Friday and it seems like Sunday will never come!).
  • Remembering that this hope is possible because of Jesus.

There are many other things…many other blessings - too many to mention. And I am grateful…

As my “Oma” said today, “Well, you know all of these blessings are from God! God takes, sometimes, but then He gives back something even better…”

and He has - over and over.

Peace.

The Remains of the Day

So, this morning came too soon. Because of technological advances, we actually woke at 3:30 instead of 5:30. We did go back to bed when we realized it, but not really back to sleep so….

so, today started way too early.

I was excited to go to C3. Andrea spoke eloquently about her childhood and family issues. I know her story helped a lot of people. She did awesome!

I was in a lot of pain, but it’s always good to get to worship…to sing - to be with my C3 family. I would’ve been in pain at home or there…so I’d rather be there. Of course, though, I crashed when I finally got home. I took a bath so hot that my skin was bright red and I was sweating. Then, I slept and slept.

Then, we walked (walking is better than sitting) down to the Italian ice shop. I had a caramel sundae…with rum raisin ice cream!

I sat for a nice long time on the front porch - with my fur blanket and wool scarf…I probably looked like a dork - and watched the sun begin to fade…

I just have to make it a little longer…tomorrow morning - when I can see my doctor. At this point, I’m pretty much counting the hours. I’ve been told (during child birth, etc.) that I have a high pain threshold, but this pain is kicking my tail…it’s just so stinkin’ annoying!

Oh well, tomorrow’s coming.

Now I just have to figure out how to sleep. Maybe I should just eat rum raisin ice cream until I pass out in a sugar coma…

Just kidding! I know that’s nothing to joke about…I only ate a little of my sundae, so DON’T HATE!!!!!

So, it’s “good night” to another good day.

Peace to you all.