Thursday, December 18, 2014

Tests

          Here at my house, it is testing time.  My oldest, Lance, is studying for finals this week.  Baby girl is going though a “boundaries” testing phase.  My husband and I are having our faith tested, especially in two particular areas.  Tensions are running high and the stress levels are off the charts.  It is interesting to watch how we each approach this testing time.  Well, except for Tony, he seems to be the only one who has managed to escape the dreaded testing—and I am envious!  He is just freewheeling and wondering what is going on with his crazy family.  Poor kid.  Or is he setting the example for all of us?  It is not often I get to be envious of Tony’s life with all of his struggles, so I am enjoying this time with his life being the only one that seems to make sense.
We all approach tests differently around here.  Lance’s approach is to study as little as possible then spend the rest of his time trying to convince us he’s got this.  He seems to think that a quick review and read through is all he needs to learn the information.  This would probably work if he spent less time socializing at school and more time learning—I wonder where he gets this trait?   He usually manages to eek by with decent grades, but there is the occasional shocking grade that is certainly a result of his study habits, or lack thereof.
Baby girl takes her kind of testing very seriously.  I tell people all the time, “she is two and she is good at it.”   She insists on trying out all of the most difficult 2-year-old traits…daily!  When she decides to test the boundaries she gives it all she’s got.  She tests with gusto!  She wakes up testing and doesn’t stop until she finally falls asleep.  Sometimes she is still testing in her sleep, as I hear her yelling, “no Mommy” often.  She does not take failure lightly and rarely concedes.  If this is any indication as to how she will take tests in school, we will definitely have an honor roll student on our hands.
Steve and I seem to switch roles back and forth during our times of testing.  Sometimes he is the strong one with untouchable faith while I am leaning on him or hiding in the bathtub.  While other times it is my faith that is standing strong while he is napping in his recliner to avoid the stress of it all.  Luckily we never seem to both be down at the same time.  There are times, however, when we are both strong towers of faith marching through our tests arm-in-arm shouting praises and watching the walls fall down.  Okay, perhaps the Jericho reference is a bit dramatic, but I believe there are no walls strong enough to stop us when the two of us are together and following God’s lead.  During our 19 years of marriage we have seen many walls fall down as we marched on through with the victory of Jesus leading the way.
During this particular time of testing, we seem to be switching roles often.  It seems like each moment is a new battle and we never know which one of us is going to be strong.  We have decided that we are not going to let satan steal our joy.  We have committed to praying every time we feel doubt, fear, or stress creeping in.  Yesterday was particularly rough and we found ourselves literally stopping in mid sentence to pray and rebuke satan.  Our conversations must have sounded so odd.  In fact, while on the phone with Steve, he started praying over me while in the middle of my sentence; we’re that serious about it.  I am thankful to have a man that I can pray with, be vulnerable with, and in times of weakness, lean on his strength.
I know we will see these walls of frustration fall.  We will see the roadblocks get blown away.  We will see this stress melt away leaving our joy intact.  Until these things happen, we are here, in the midst of the testing, praying our way through and looking for the light at the end of this very long tunnel.  We are also trying to take the time to be thankful that this too shall pass, for God says,

For our present troubles are small and won’t last very long.  Yet they produce for us a glory that vastly outweighs them and will last forever.  So we don’t look at the troubles we can see now; rather, we fix our gaze on things that cannot be seen.  For the things we see now will soon be gone, but the things we cannot see will last forever (2 Corinthians 4: 17-18).

We are also standing strong in our faith that we have nothing to fear as long as God is on our side.  Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand” (Isaiah 41:10).
            So, whatever test you are facing, I encourage you to commit your struggle to The Lord and rest in the steering currents that He provides.  Oh, and listen closely, because there is lesson to be learned and story to be made.



This is Lance preparing himself to study!

Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Miracles

             Oh, how I have missed blogging lately!  I have had so much to say and no time to say it.  My plate has been full, but most importantly; it has been full of what God had planned for me.  I have said before that I am not a person who enjoys being busy, busy, busy, but I do love following God and sometimes that requires a little busy, busy, busy.  Lucky for me this busy season has come to an end and things are slowing down and getting back to the pace I enjoy.  I find that when I am busy doing God’s work, satan is his busiest trying to trip me and get in God’s way.  I have witnessed so many close calls, almost failures, and some mountains that were reduced to a mere stumbling block and able to be avoided.  I have seen miracle after miracle during this busyness and I wish I could share all of them in this venue, but I will settle for sharing a few.
            Most of what has made me so bust lately is coordinating our church wide serve day, which really ended up being a weekend full of citywide events and activities.  I am the coordinator of Cityserve at our church, which is easiest explained as a 6-tier focused local outreach ministry.  The church assembles to reach those in the areas of single parents, orphans, prison fellowship, schools, hospitals, and our city. There were times I was certain things were not going to come together, and yet, God was faithful.  I had to constantly remind myself that I was only responsible to do the possible; the impossible was God’s job.  The church had a booth in our local Christmas festival (which ran Friday through Sunday), we had our church wide serve day that Saturday morning until 1:00, and we had a float in the local parade Saturday evening.  All of these things were a first, not only for our church, but for me as well.  The day included eight different ways for our church to serve our city and they all happened simultaneously.  God really showed off for us and everything went smoothly with no major hiccups.  The cool news is that Citymark Church was voted the overall winners of the parade—a big deal for us float-rookies!  I wish all of you could have seen how much fun we were having.  We were able to touch so many lives as we committed to being the hands and feet of Jesus.  I am still in amazement that it all worked out, even when it looked like there was no way it would.  Looking back, it doesn’t even make sense how it all came together; that’s how I know it was all God!
            Part of our outreach was to love on a group of foster children with an ice cream social and giving them backpacks filled to the rim with necessities and gifts.  My friend Veronica led this team to great success!  It was so fun to watch.  This Cityserve project followed the weekend after the church-wide event because of scheduling conflicts.  Therefore, during the church-wide serve day, teams loaded the backpacks for the children and were even able to pack several extra for the facility to give out to future incoming children.  Then the ice cream party was the following weekend.  During these two weeks.  We witnessed miracle-after-miracle, but it was a specific event working up to the ice cream party that really impacted me and brought me to tears.  Veronica was working with some local vendors asking them to donate ice cream but was struggling to get commitments.  However, the day before the party they all came through for her, and it was amazing.  The ice cream had to be picked up Saturday morning so it took a few people to drive to each location collecting it all.  These vendors went above and beyond and provided not only ice cream, but bowls, toppings, cones, etc…  When someone from our church went to one of the stores to collect, the owner asked if he and his daughter could serve with us—I have goose bumps just typing that.  They were moved so much by the initiative that they felt called to join in!  It was amazing to see them there serving the children.  I believe they were blessed in return when they saw the joy on the kid’s faces as they enjoyed the ice cream they personally donated then helped actually serve to them.  There are few words to explain the awe and wonder of watching God at work—but outrageous generosity comes to mind!
            Now, in the midst of all of this greatness going on, satan was determined to get in the way and mess things up…again!  He was clearly having no luck affecting our church and God’s plan for us, so he decided to attack my husband and I personally.  First let me say this; God has been working on my husband and I with some financial obedience lately.  We have had some hard lessons, but the blessings that have accompanied these lessons have far outweighed the uncomfortable times.  My car was in the shop having some warranty work done so my husband gave me his car and he drove the loaner car, which happened to be a brand new Chevy Camaro.  I know, I know, what a sacrificial giver he is!  The day he was to return the car and pick up mine he stopped to fill up the tank and when leaving the gas station was broadsided by a car he did not see coming.  The other car hit him directly on the driver’s side door.  He had to crawl out the passenger side just to get out of the car.  He calls me from the side of the road:

            Steve: “I am ok.  I have been in a significant car crash, but I am ok.  I am standing outside of the car, and I am ok.  I think the car is totaled, but I am ok.”

            Me: “Are you sure you’re ok?”

Clearly this is a man who knows his wife very well and knows just how to tell her bad news.  Though I believe satan meant for this to be a mountain for us to try to climb over unsuccessfully, God was able to turn it into a minor stumbling block that we have been able to step over.  We will probably have to pay a deductible, which is going to hurt right here at Christmas, but God has got this.  We have been able to navigate through this with very little stress or worry, which is a huge miracle!  Oh, and the good news…God spared our personal property from damage and Steve sustained no injury!
            Just to make this story even crazier, when Steve was asked to preach at Citymark a few weeks ago, he spoke on this exact incident.  Here is how it happened.  Our pastor called Steve on a Thursday evening and asked him if he could preach the following Sunday.  In his sermon he actually talks about a car wreck and not looking back through the rear view mirror but to focus through the windshield where God can make change in your life—how prophetic.

Well, check out minute 17:00 – 19:00 of this video link (or watch the whole thing):


After this, I told him to preach of lottery winnings from now on! 
            What satan means for harm, God can and will use for good if we will let Him in.  You intended to harm me, but God intended it for good to accomplish what is now being done, the saving of many lives” (Genesis 50:20).  It is amazing to watch the hands of God at work right before your eyes.  God wants to do amazing things for each of us every day, we just have to get out of the way and allow Him access to our heart.  What miracle do you need today?  What miracle is God waiting to bestow upon you that you are missing because of stubbornness or lack of faith.  Let’s get out of God’s way today and watch Him do great things in and through us. 



Here is my man bringing God's word to our church family!  I sure love hearing him preach.