Showing posts with label Faith. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Faith. Show all posts

5.30.2010

Sunday Selah


While praying and thinking today about He who made the ultimate sacrifice for all of humankind, pray too for the brave men and women who made the ultimate sacrifice for the freedom of our country.



Then go check out The Pioneer Woman's Photo page and be touched by her "Coming Home" photos, especially remembering those who didn't.

5.26.2010

Mission Possible

If you've been around here awhile, you know of my passion for New Life for Haiti, a charity that benefits people in the Grande Anse River Valley on the southern peninsula of Haiti. While I've not had the privilege of being a part of one of the work trips, many of my friends have gone.

One of the common threads of everyone's experience is the passionate love that they develop for the people in this desperately poor country. Most Haitians on this island paradise live in abject poverty, but have a light inside that simply radiates joy.

A friend from church who has been several times is embarking on an incredible journey. She will be traveling to Haiti on July 13th and remaining in Marfranc with our NLH mission staff, Steve & Joline Moore, until early October. She will experience the Haitian and missionary lifestyle to help her determine if God is calling her to full-time missionary work in Haiti. Her main duties while she is there will be helping to plan and implement the process by which children sponsored through the NLH Child Sponsorship Program receive school uniforms, shoes, books and vitamins.

In order to make the trip a reality, Laurie has to raise approximately $2700 in support by June 30th to cover all of her expenses while living in Haiti, as well as her travel costs and stateside expenses while she is gone (car payment and insurance).

From her support letter:

"I would like to give you an opportunity to invest in this mission of mercy and love. So many of us want to make a difference in the world, but can't always find the right channel to do it. With your financial support, we can give hope for a better future to these Haitian children and their villages.

Your prayers and support are greatly appreciated. The work I am going to do in Haiti truly matters and I'm grateful for your willingness to aid me in helping our Haitian friends."

If you are able to help Laurie with her support needs to go to Haiti, I know she would be very grateful. Any amount would be appreciated, as little donations add up to big donations!

Won't you please take a minute and help Laurie get to Haiti?

Checks can be made out to New Life for Haiti, and put "Laurie Trent" in the memo section. Mail to New Life for Haiti, P.O. Box 33, Plainfield, IL 60544.

"You can wish the world was a better place or you can pick one place in the world and make it better."


5.23.2010

Sunday Selah

Between a "real-life" sermon from our Pastor today and these two songs I found on a bloggy friend's site, I'm pretty sure God's got a message for me...



So you thought you had to keep this up
All the work that you do
So we think that you’re good
And you can’t believe it’s not enough
All the walls you built up
Are just glass on the outside

So let ‘em fall down
There’s freedom waiting in the sound
When you let your walls fall to the ground
We’re here now

This is where the healing begins, oh
This is where the healing starts
When you come to where you’re broken within
The light meets the dark
The light meets the dark

Afraid to let your secrets out
Everything that you hide
Can come crashing through the door now
But too scared to face all your fear
So you hide but you find
That the shame won’t disappear

So let it fall down
There’s freedom waiting in the sound
When you let your walls fall to the ground
We’re here now
We’re here now, oh

This is where the healing begins, oh
This is where the healing starts
When you come to where you’re broken within
The light meets the dark
The light meets the dark

Sparks will fly as grace collides
With the dark inside of us
So please don’t fight
This coming light
Let this blood come cover us
His blood can cover us

This is where the healing begins, oh
This is where the healing starts
When you come to where you’re broken within
The light meets the dark
The light meets the dark

~Tenth Avenue North~



Take these empty hallelujahs
Fill my lungs again
’cause I wanna sing
And I wanna mean it
I wanna feel again

And when the world wears me down
You’re my life’s love
You keep my heart alive

~Sanctus Real~

5.11.2010

A Fish Story


The Manimal is smart. Yes, I know every parent thinks their child is a genius, but in this case, most people who've met him agree on two points.

1. He's too smart for his own good.
2. Diva Husband and I are in BIG trouble.

Last week The Manimal and I watched "Jonah: A Veggie Tales Movie" on Hulu.

He was fascinated. Asked all kinds of questions.

"Why did Jonah go wif da pirates?"
"Why do dose pirates not do anyfing?"
"Why is Jonah in dat fish?"
"Why did God put Jonah in dat fish?"
"Why is Jonah angry wif God?"
"Why are dose people frowing fish?"

Pretty basic theological questions if you know the story of Jonah and the Whale, with a bit of Veggie Tales twist thrown in there for good measure.

He watched the whole thing, really taking my answers to heart.

I had no idea HOW much to heart until I overheard comment he made during a sandbox conversation the other day between he and The Tweenager.

"You better be nice to me or God's gonna send a whale to swallow you!"

I nearly choked and almost missed his next musing, which fortunately went unanswered by The Tweenager.

"How does God send dat whale down here?"

I was torn between rolling my eyes at his childlike application of the lesson and wanting to cry at his advanced application of a concept to a completely unrelated issue.

We are afraid. We are very, very afraid.

1.26.2010

Do the Right Thing

I'm generally a positive person. A "glass half-full" kind of girl. I've even been accused of being a bit Pollyanna-ish. I'm also usually usually pretty open to other people's personalities.

What I absolutely CANNOT stand, though. What drives me absolutely BATTY, makes me want to run SCREAMING in the other direction...

Negative people.

Now, I'm not talking about people who are just having a rough day. I'm not talking about folks who are really good at playing devil's advocate in a decision making situation.

I'm talking about the "glass not even half empty" kind of people. The ones who don't trust ANYONE. The ones who can't see the good in ANY situation.

I know one of those people. I interact with her every.single.day. And frankly, she's starting to bum me out.

Case in point.

Yesterday she commented that it was time for the USA to stop sending aid to Haiti. Now, she KNOWS how involved I am with fundraising for New Life for Haiti. She knows how passionate I am about helping our brothers and sisters in that country.

And yet she persisted. How "New Orleans isn't even rebuilt yet" and "charity begins at home".

It took every ounce of Christian charity in my body to not scream at her.

While I was seething, though, I was thinking. And I came to the realization that most of the people who are voicing similar thoughts don't even donate to domestic charities.

So who exactly is supposed to take care of the people in New Orleans? Or Appalachia? Or Mumbai?

Or Haiti?

Government aid and resources aside, faith and religion aside, whatever happened to taking care of others just because it's the right thing to do?

I'm not talking about a handout for every person who feels they're entitled "just because", for people who don't feel that they should have to work, but rather the government should take care of them.

I'm talking about genuine need.

Haiti doesn't have a public aid program. No food stamps or WIC. No insurance, homeowners, medical, dental or otherwise.

But they do have hope.

And they need our help.

Which we should give them.

Because it's the right thing to do.

1.17.2010

Life to the Full

This past week, my heart was heavy remembering a significant loss from last year. I'm sure he's up there, celebrating with his Savior. But knowing Jacob, he's singing or organizing some musical performance or, as I mentioned to his sisters, eagerly trying to figure out "the answer", which, as we all know, is 42.

In his brief 30 years on earth, he truly seemed to love life and live it fully.

God bless you, Jacob. You are missed.

I think you would've liked this...



"There's one more angel in Heaven
There's one more star in the sky
Joseph we'll never forget you
It's tough but we're gonna get by..."


1.14.2010

Pray and Act and Pray Again

"What?! Giving again?!" I asked in dismay.
"And must I keep giving, and giving away?"

"Oh no," said the angel, looking me through.
"Just keep giving until our Lord stops giving to you."

(Anonymous)

It is impossible to look at the photos of Haiti and her people and NOT be touched. For those of us with connections, with friends, looking at the photos is heart-wrenching. We want to be there to help, to hold, to build, to hug, to talk, to cry.

Some have heard from loved ones.

Others call and call, send text messages, scan e-mail and Facebook in the ever-present hope of SOMETHING. A word, a clue, something to indicate that their friends and family are alive.

And those of us who can go home to our spouses, hug our children, call our parents, e-mail our siblings feel blessed beyond measure.

Please pray. Pray for my friends S & B. B has family in Port Au Prince. Family with whom they have not yet made contact.

Pray for my friend A. who also has family and friends in Port whom he cannot reach. He is overwhelmed that his homeland, already the poorest nation in the Western Hemisphere, possibly the world, has been devastated in this way.

And act. Do something.

There are a number of reputable organizations that are acting NOW. Choose one and help. The amount is not important. $1, $5, $10, $100 or more will go much further in Haiti than in the USA.


New Life for Haiti
is collecting money to purchase concrete to rebuild homes demolished in the earthquake. This is a concrete (pardon the pun), tangible way to know that your money will help in an immediate capacity. You can click on the link to NLH and go directly to the donation page, where you can donate using PayPal.

Please pray. And act. And pray again.

"When the earth and all its people quake, it is I who hold its pillars firm." (Psalm 75:3)


1.10.2010

Sunday Selah

"Let's not just talk about love; let's practice real love. This is the only way we'll know we're living truly, living in God's reality. It's also the way to shut down debilitating self-criticism, even when there is something to it. For God is greater than our worried hearts and knows more about us than we do ourselves...."

1 Jn 3:18-20, The Msg

Beautiful scripture and reminder that He who is in us is greater than he who is in the world.

Selah.


1.06.2010

Out of the Mouths of Babes

If you've been around for a while, you may know that one of my passions is fundraising for an organization called "New Life for Haiti".

Founded in 2005, NLH has been working hard to make a difference in a small river valley on the southern peninsula of Haiti. Our church is very involved and we feel it is important to teach our children about Haiti as well.

Each summer, the children of our church raise money through their own summer projects to help fund needs in Haiti and our local area. This year they purchased school supplies and vitamins which were sent down to Marfranc.

To see the looks on their faces when they know they've helped someone in need is priceless. When they make the connection between providing items that they take for granted to children who have literally nothing (materially, anyway), it's incredible.

They really GET the mandate from Jesus "Whatever you do for the least of my brothers, you do unto me." (Matthew 25:40)

It was no surprise, then, that two very talented folks in our church, who have both been to Haiti on mission trips, created this video featuring children.

Watch.

Visit New Life for Haiti.

And be touched.



11.16.2009

Music Monday

It's that time again! Hum a tune, sing a song, flip on the radio, because it's Music Monday!

A local radio station has jumped the gun a bit. While it may seem odd, seeing as how just last week I commented how I was ready for Christmas decorating, but I do have a problem with radio stations switching to their "All Christmas, All the Time" format two weeks before Thanksgiving!

While there isn't exactly a plethora of Thanksgiving music, there is a lovely old hymn that is one of gathering to give thanks. Enjoy this version by Celtic Woman.



11.15.2009

Sunday Selah

Change is hard. It is painful. But oh, so very worth it.

Stop and listen, all who have ears.



Selah.

11.14.2009

Six Word Saturday



Loved friends today. God is good.

11.08.2009

Sunday Selah

They say imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. One of my favorite bloggers, Octamom (note that she is the ORIGINAL Octamom, not to be confused with the Octomom) has a weekly Sunday post she calls "Sunday Selah".

The word "selah" is a Hebrew word that is often translated as "stop and listen". Sunday morning is a perfect time for Selah, which is a beautiful sentiment in today's go-go-go society.

Selah can be music or words, a picture or a thought, a point to ponder. Stop and listen, all who have ears.

I tend to be hard on myself. I joke that it's my Catholic upbringing...the guilt that never really goes away. I've had a lot of folks try to remind me that God never intended us to continue to berate ourselves for past or perceived sin. It's a tough lesson for someone who tends to harbor perfectionist tendencies and think in black and white.

"But Jesus went to the Mount of Olives. At dawn he appeared again in the temple courts, where all the people gathered around him, and he sat down to teach them. The teachers of the law and the Pharisees brought in a woman caught in adultery. They made her stand before the group and said to Jesus, "Teacher, this woman was caught in the act of adultery. In the Law Moses commanded us to stone such women. Now what do you say?" They were using this question as a trap, in order to have a basis for accusing him.

But Jesus bent down and started to write on the ground with his finger. When they kept on questioning him, he straightened up and said to them, "If any one of you is without sin, let him be the first to throw a stone at her." Again he stooped down and wrote on the ground.

At this, those who heard began to go away one at a time, the older ones first, until only Jesus was left, with the woman still standing there. Jesus straightened up and asked her, "Woman, where are they? Has no one condemned you?"

"No one, sir," she said. "Then neither do I condemn you," Jesus declared. "Go now and leave your life of sin." (John 8:1-11)

I've heard that story dozens of times. Usually I think "well of course I wouldn't treat another person like that". But how about myself? Why would I treat one of God's precious children like that?

A dear friend recently introduced me to a new song. And since I love to know the stories behind the songs, I found it. Story first, then song.

Selah.



10.16.2009

Fragmentation

Friday Fragments?


I took today off work. Which is probably a good thing since I have to work an event tomorrow from 7 am-1 pm and then will be headed to our Haiti Banquet (Which doesn't begin until 6, but like most events, I can't just GO and be a guest. I have to get myself involved in the PLANNING. I'm crazy that way.), so say a prayer that the MORE THAN 200 GUESTS will have a great time and loads of money will be raised for our Haitian brothers and sisters!

Diva Husband, the only one of our little family of four who chose not to receive the flu vaccine, has the flu. I'm not, however, going to rub it in his face, out of sheer terror that the strain against which I was vaccinated is not the strain which he has contracted.

I'm leaving in four days for a conference in Grand Rapids, MI. My sheer joy at being off work for three days is only topped by the fact that I'm then driving home to the Buckeye State BY MYSELF to go to Homecoming at the best university in the world. Did I mention that I'll be in Ohio for three days BY MYSELF. As in SANS CHILDREN AND HUSBAND? And I'll get to go to Oxford and eat toasted rolls and greasy pizza? Diva Nana (and maybe Diva Papa) will be traveling down with me to share in the joy that is a quintessential college town in the fall.

But my children and husband?

NOT!

I've decided to put out an all points bulletin for early Autumn. Clearly she's been snatched away and we've gone right past October and into late November weather.

Our dining room ceiling is leaking. More accurately, I suppose, it's actually our master bathroom floor. Either way, it's not good. And it's wet.

SS#1 is having his school pictures taken on Wednesday. I leave REALLY EARLY Wednesday morning. No way in Hades am I leaving the outfit up to him. We'll be having a practice dressing session.

Did I mention that I'm going to be away from home BY MYSELF for six whole days? Of course, I'll probably miss the boys (big and little) and have to talk to them every night. I'll probably end up sleeping on the edge of the bed, just because that's where I usually end up.

Maybe the hotel will hire a couple of local school kids to bang on my door to wake me up in the morning?

9.02.2009

If I Had a Million Dollars...



I never really wanted to be rich. Oh, sure, I've dreamed about what it would be like to have serious money, but when I think about it. I mean REALLY think about it, I'd be happy with a modest home, my family's needs met, and have the opportunity to bless others with some serious cash.

I'd love to endow scholarships at my high school alma mater, the high school where I taught for five years, and my undergraduate alma mater, all in the name of my maternal grandfather. He never went beyond eighth grade, but he so valued education, and encouraged me until he passed away nearly 20 years ago.

I'd give lots of money to my church. We're looking forward to building our own church and being able to minister and bless others.

Most of all, I'd go to Haiti. Our church is part of a mission organization that is working hard to bless some very poor villages. I'd love to be a part of a mission team working for a few weeks down there.

But since my chances for winning the Mega Millions aren't looking so good, I'll do some smaller-scale giving. Most of my friends are in similar situations and probably do the same. Of course even though big money gifts are always appreciated, Margaret Mead said it best.

"Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world; indeed, it's the only thing that ever has."

With that in mind, I'd like to share a letter with you. A dear friend of mine has been called to do a 10-day mission to Perm, Russia. She needs assistance in raising the funds necessary for the trip. Even the smallest gifts will help.

Most of all, she needs prayer. Prayer for the trip, prayer for the team, prayer for the people who will be blessed. Please read her words, and if you feel called to bless her with funds, leave a comment with your email address and I'll pass along her mailing address.

Dear Friends,

Imagine a place where atheism was the formal statement of faith of the government for most of the 20th century, where the population is dying faster than they're giving birth. Imagine a country where life expectancy for men has decreased by six years, and where alcohol is said to play a role in the deaths of nearly a third of the population. Imagine living in a place where your faith is determined largely by your ethnicity instead of the state of your heart, and where less than 1% of the population is comprised of evangelical Christians. Imagine going to a city that was right in the heart of the Russian Gulag and trying to bring light into darkness.

I've only once missed Thanksgiving with my family, and this year I will forgo my single annual pilgrimage home to go where I believe the Lord is sending me. To Russia. In the middle of winter. November 20-December 1, I will be traveling to Perm with a team from the Atlanta Vineyard Church. The purposes of the trip are:
1. To encourage the believers in a dark, lost part of the world and pour out spiritual refreshment from the Lord.
2. To allow God to work in our own lives as we watch Him transform hearts and lives through testimony and rhema word.
3. To pray "on sight with insight", setting foot on Russian soil and letting the Holy Spirit inform us of how to pray for this nation.
4. To develop and foster relationships with local believers, to make the world smaller geographically but explode it relationally.

I am excited about going on this my first mission trip. I consider it no coincidence that I started learning Russian in April and decided to apply for a passport in June, and then was asked to pray about this trip later that same month. I am writing to ask for both prayer and financial partnership.

While I'm comfortable asking for prayer support, asking for financial support is a bit more difficult. As you can imagine, a trip like this requires support from a number of people. I need to raise $2,000 by November 15, with $1200 due by October 1. If you'd like to be a part of this mission financially, checks may be made payable to the Atlanta Vineyard Church and mailed or given to me. A receipt for tax purposes will follow. I covet your prayers as well, knowing that this trip will not accomplish its God-intended end without covering. If you'd like to commit to praying for me as I prepare for the trip, please let me know. I so value your friendship and support.

Passionately Pursuing the Kingdom,

Heather

5.03.2009

4.27.2009

Our Lady of Political (and Pontifical) Nightmares

Officials at the University of Notre Dame have had a lot on their plates lately. What with the President of the United States speaking at their upcoming Commencement ceremonies and all!

Working in special events at a university, I know what kind of planning happens preceding a Commencement ceremony. We've even had to deal with the US Secret Service. We've not, however, had to deal with the fallout that has come as a result of Notre Dame's choice of speakers.

As I understand it, US Presidents speaking at Notre Dame is a long-standing tradition. I'm pretty sure, however, that officials never anticipated the fallout that would occur from having a President speak who is so outspoken regarding his stance on abortion and stem cell research, two opinions on which the Roman Catholic Church is very clear.

No to both, thankyouverymuch.

Many in the Notre Dame community were very vocal with their opinions. Dis-invite the President, no matter how difficult it would be. Notre Dame is, after all, a Catholic institution.

Many other community members, as well as outsiders felt differently. Catholic or not, Barack Obama is the President of our country. And it's not like he's going to speak about those controversial topics.

Initially I felt that way. As an event planner, I felt I could separate my personal feelings from my professional. But the Diva Nana asked how I felt about the whole situation, and when I told her, she said she thought UND should never have invited Obama to speak, President or not.

"They're a Catholic university. And they should uphold the Church's stance."

I made a few inconsequential comments and we moved on.

But the more I thought about it, the more I agreed with her. Is the University of Notre Dame a Catholic institution in total, or are they a "pick and choose" school? Will they stand by the Church and support the decisions of the Pope and Bishops, or will they adjust the encyclicals and statements to fit their own situations?

Will they choose Commencement speakers based on principle or based on who's popular right now?

An added twist is that the recipient of this year's Laetare Medal, Mary Ann Glendon, who was also scheduled to speak at Commencement, has now declined the award.

From her letter to Notre Dame President Rev. John Jenkins:

Last month, when you called to tell me that the commencement speech was to be given by President Obama, I mentioned to you that I would have to rewrite my speech. Over the ensuing weeks, the task that once seemed so delightful has been complicated by a number of factors.

First, as a longtime consultant to the U.S. Conference of Catholic Bishops, I could not help but be dismayed by the news that Notre Dame also planned to award the president an honorary degree. This, as you must know, was in disregard of the U.S. bishops’ express request of 2004 that Catholic institutions “should not honor those who act in defiance of our fundamental moral principles” and that such persons “should not be given awards, honors or platforms which would suggest support for their actions.” That request, which in no way seeks to control or interfere with an institution’s freedom to invite and engage in serious debate with whomever it wishes, seems to me so reasonable that I am at a loss to understand why a Catholic university should disrespect it.

Then I learned that “talking points” issued by Notre Dame in response to widespread criticism of its decision included two statements implying that my acceptance speech would somehow balance the event:

  • “President Obama won’t be doing all the talking. Mary Ann Glendon, the former U.S. ambassador to the Vatican, will be speaking as the recipient of the Laetare Medal.”
  • “We think having the president come to Notre Dame, see our graduates, meet our leaders, and hear a talk from Mary Ann Glendon is a good thing for the president and for the causes we care about.”

A commencement, however, is supposed to be a joyous day for the graduates and their families. It is not the right place, nor is a brief acceptance speech the right vehicle, for engagement with the very serious problems raised by Notre Dame’s decision—in disregard of the settled position of the U.S. bishops—to honor a prominent and uncompromising opponent of the Church’s position on issues involving fundamental principles of justice.

Finally, with recent news reports that other Catholic schools are similarly choosing to disregard the bishops’ guidelines, I am concerned that Notre Dame’s example could have an unfortunate ripple effect.

Sounds like Notre Dame should have heeded the words of another US President, Thomas Jefferson:

In matters of style, swim with the current; in matters of principle, stand like a rock.


4.20.2009

Remember


I was riding in a car from Chicago to Indianapolis for a work event when I heard what happened. Because our event would feature the talents of hundreds of high school-aged musicians, we were especially shaken.

What if the same thing had happened, not in Colorado, but in one of the schools that would perform throughout the weekend?

And then there were the kids. They were thinking the same thing. What if? What if the shooters were students at their own schools? What if their friends had died? What if....?

And yet, that Colorado high school moved on. The kids from the school rebounded, as kids do. They moved on, and graduated. Got jobs and went to college. Had relationships, got married, stayed single.

Lived their lives.

Today, take just a moment to pray. Remember the kids, those who lived and those who died. Remember the community. Remember the two shooters who, in a matter of minutes, changed the world forever.

But most of all, remember the life. Like the flower for which the community is named, the school came through the adversity of a long, cold winter.

And blossomed.

4.08.2009

A Woman Inspired

Hello to all my new friends from the "A Woman Inspired" Conference! I'm SO enjoying the sessions and hope you are as well!

3.30.2009