January 29, 2009

Ice, Ice Baby

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I apologize for my silence this week. You can
blame it on the recent ice storm that swept
through the South. I've been without power for
several days and Mark is out of town.


At first, it was a bit of an adventure. We briefly lived in Colorado so our closet is stocked with unused ski gear. I layered up in three pairs of pants, three shirts, a coat, hat, scarf, and three pairs of socks (apparently I think three of anything is good). I read by a book by flashlight and slept in my sub-zero sleeping bag on the couch. Ice-covered limbs crashing into the yard woke me up several times. The next morning my cell phone died. That's when I began to panic just a bit. I sat down on the bed and prayed, "God, what do I do now?"

Just then I heard a knock on the door. It was my friend Brian and he had come to rescue me. So now I'm hanging out with his wife Cynthia, who is also my dear friend, and their little boy Austin. We just finished "cooking" a pie, cake, brownies, spaghetti, pizza, casserole, and eggs on Austin's toy stove. A moment ago He announced from the kitchen that I'm his girlfriend. Even as a toddler, it appears the way to a man's heart is through his stomach.

The power just flickered so I'm going to post this while I still can. I hope all of you are warm and safe!

January 23, 2009

More Beautiful Anomalies (Fancy Name for Weird Stuff I Do)

In my first post on this blog I wrote about beautiful anomalies. They're the things about ourselves that we're perhaps a bit embarrassed of but can also (hopefully) be a bit endearing--at least to God. For example, the way your friend snorts when she laughs is a beautiful anomaly.

My beautiful anomalies tend to get worse when I'm busy. This week they have been in full force. I thought about hiding in the closet but decided to share them with you instead...

1) Burn, Baby, Burn - Although I'm not a chef by any means, cooking does relax me when I'm a bit stressed. The drawback to that is that I start thinking while I'm cooking, zone out, and the next thing you know I'm smelling smoke. Last night I made Red Beans and Rice. One side of the little sausage pieces stayed perfectly pink. The other side was beyond "blackened."

2) Did I Just Run Into a Door? - When my brain is preoccupied, my body goes on autopilot. When my husband does this, he's like a 747 with a super computer system. All is well. When I do that, I'm like the little 4-seater plane that really shouldn't be getting off the ground. I run into door frames, get paper cuts, and bruise myself on tables I've had for years. Nothing serious but a tad humiliating, I must say.

3) Giggles - Fortunately, all this busyness is good stuff and I'm happy. When I'm happy I sometimes giggle in my sleep. Yes, it's true. I've woken myself up at times. The weird thing is, I'm not really a giggler during my waking hours. Sure, I laugh. But it's not the bizarre sound that emerges in the middle of the night.

So there you have it, my friends. The latest chapter in my beautiful anomalies. As always, I love hearing yours too. Otherwise I feel even weirder than I already am. And believe me, that's awfully weird at times (just ask my husband and the dog).

January 21, 2009

True Hope for Our Hearts

I recently wrote this devotional and wanted to share it with you...

The eyes of the LORD are on those who fear Him, on those whose hope is in His unfailing love. PSALM 33:18

Turn on your television and you’ll see a kaleidoscope of hope. The housing industry hopes for an economic recovery. Little boys and girls hope for the latest toy to be under the tree on Christmas morning. The incoming administration hopes to change our country. People hope their New Year’s resolutions will improve their lives.

We could each add a hope of our own to the list. Perhaps yours is a hope for a loved one to return safely from deployment. Maybe you hope this year you’ll beat the diagnosis. You might hope for your marriage to be reconciled. Or you may be hoping today for a job to replace the one recently lost.

Hope is a gift from God. It helps us look to the future and face another day. Yet there is a far deeper hope for us than any of those listed above. In the book of Psalms, King David uses the phrase “hope for” one time. But he uses the phrase “hope is in” six times. Over and over he essentially says to God, “My hope is in you.” That kind of hope is much deeper and wilder. It’s based on an unshakeable trust in God and a belief that only He can truly save us and fulfill the desires of our hearts.

I’ve had a taste of that kind of hope. For more than four years, my husband and I have struggled with infertility. When we began that journey, our hope was for a baby. While that hope is still there, we’ve also discovered hoping in God is where our hearts truly find rest. During baby dedication in church recently I felt the ache return. Silently I began to repeat, “Lord, I know you. I trust you no matter what happens. You have blessed us so much—if you are withholding this from us then it is for a good and loving reason.” As we began to worship, the hurt in my heart slowly was replaced once again by an inexplicable hope.

There’s something about shifting our focus from what we hope for to who we hope in that soothes our souls and brings healing to our hearts. None of us know what the future will hold but we do know the One who holds every moment of our lives in His hands. As we celebrate and begin a new year, may we firmly place our hope in the God who came for us and promises to be with us always. In the unending kaleidoscope of hope around us and within us, He is the One who never changes.

January 19, 2009

Terrie's Story: Trusting No Matter How Long it Takes

I met Terrie a little over a year ago. She shared with me her story of losing four pregnancies and waiting seventeen years for God to bring her a little girl through adoption…and holding onto hope through it all.

Growing up, Terrie always wanted to be a mom. So when Terrie and Bruce started trying to have children a few years later, they thought everything would go smoothly. Terrie became pregnant and they enthusiastically prepared for the baby’s arrival.

But five and a half months into her pregnancy, something went terribly wrong. Terrie says, “I’ll never forget the moment when the doctor told me there wasn’t a heartbeat. It was like I lost my mind for a moment and nothing was real. But then I felt God grab me and wrap His arms around my heart.”

The loss of her first child devastated Terrie. Unfortunately, it was only the first of that kind of grief for her. Yet in the midst of her struggle, God was using her to touch the lives of many little ones along the way, especially the children in the daycare she ran. Through her work at the daycare God began to open Terrie’s heart to adoption.

Medical difficulties were now pushing her in that direction as well. Doctors had not been able to determine why she kept losing her pregnancies. Then a doctor told her she might have lupus and that if she had a baby, that child might be born blind.

Terrie decided to seek a second opinion and what she heard next shocked her even more. That doctor told her she was already going through menopause despite only being in her early forties. At that point, Terrie and Bruce began actively pursuing adoption.

Terrie soon got another surprise, but this one brought a different response. Her friend Kathy’s mother had died recently and Kathy became wealthy overnight. Kathy came to Terrie’s home on December twenty-first, handed Terrie a blank check, and said, “I was a foster parent for years. I never had any control over who ended up getting the children. But now I can make a difference. I want to pay for you to adopt.”

Terrie recalls, “I couldn’t believe it. It was a miracle! We all just hugged each other and cried.” Terrie would later discover that Kathy gave her that blank check on the very same day her daughter was born.

Terrie and Bruce were both forty-five when their adopted daughter Bethany finally came into their lives. Terrie laughs, “Our combined ages were the same as Sarah in the Bible when she had Isaac after all her years of waiting!”

Seven years have passed since the wonderful time when Terrie’s prayers were finally answered. She says, “Ninety-nine percent of my healing happened when Bethany was placed in my arms.” But she hasn’t forgotten the pain of the seventeen years she waited. Terrie exclaims, “You don’t really know what it means to be a desperate housewife until you’ve faced infertility!”

Looking back on the incredible path she’s traveled, Terrie has this final encouragement to share with her fellow travelers: “I think one of the most important parts of this journey is learning to trust God. I don’t mean the flippant kind of trust. It’s easy for people to say, ‘You just need to trust God.’ It’s much harder when you’re in the middle of all this pain. But He is trustworthy. Through it all, God has given us an amazing story. I wouldn’t have chosen this road, but He has been with us. I can look back and truly say every step was worth it.”

January 16, 2009

A Prayer for All Who Need Courage Today

I have found that there are three stages in every great work of God; first, it is impossible, then it is difficult, then it is done. --Hudson Taylor

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LORD,

Thank You that with You, there is no line between dreaming and doing.
All things are possible with God.
MARK 10:27 NIV

With You, there is no limit to what I can accomplish.
I can do everything through Him who gives me strength.
PHILIPPIANS 4:13 NIV

With You, there is no imagination that can capture all You have in store.
No mind has conceived what God has prepared for those who love Him.
I CORINTHIANS 2:9 NIV

With You, there is no fear that can hold me back.
I am the Lord, your God, who…says to you, “Do not fear; I will help you.”
ISAIAH 41:13 NIV

With You, there is nothing that can defeat me.
In all these things we are more than conquerors through Him who loved us.
ROMANS 8:37 NIV

Give me courage today and may I never give up, give in, or give out. There is no force on heaven or earth that can overcome a heart fully committed to Yours.

Amen.

January 12, 2009

The Super-Duper Quick and Easy Encouragement Guide

As a greeting card writer people often say to me with fear and trembling, “I want to encourage others...but what do I say?” I know that look in their eyes. It’s the same one I get when I try to cook or decorate. (Yes, it’s true. I could write a book about a party but I’m not sure I’ve got the skills to actually throw one.)

That’s why I love those recipes that have five ingredients, take ten minutes, and make you look like you’re the queen of the kitchen. The five tips below are intended to work the same way when it comes to encouraging someone. Those you care about will feel loved, you’ll breathe a sigh of relief, and with all your free time you can send me an e-mail about how to be more domestic.

Here are five simple words you need to remember when it comes to encouragement...

1) Small – Most people receive applause for the big things in life. Promotions, new babies, and consistently great hair get a lot of attention. But few of us get told when we do the little things well. Choose something you think no one else has noticed and say something.

2) Specific – It’s easy to give global compliments. The word “special” has gotten a bad rap for this reason. It sounds good…but what exactly does it mean? Show you’re paying attention by making the compliment like a little gift you picked out just for that person. For example, “I love the way you snort when you laugh because it sounds like a train whistle.”

3) Sincere – Flattery is always a no-no. On the other hand, don’t let this make you clam up. I have this internal dialogue that runs through my head every time I get ready to give a compliment. It goes something like, “Do I mean it? What if I think I meant it but I might not mean it but I do think I mean it but they don’t think I mean it?” So I’m saying to both of us right now, stop it. The fact that we’re worried about it means we mean it. Enough already…spit it out.

4) Sensitive – This doesn’t mean that you need to hand them a kitten and share some cotton candy. Sensitivity simply means being aware of your audience. Know what makes them feel loved. The Five Love Languages by Gary Chapman is a great resource. He says there are five primary ways we give and receive love: Words of Affirmation, Acts of Service, Quality Time, Physical Touch, and Gifts. I’ve been talking primarily about words (that’s mine) but for the one you love it might be someone else. Be a detective and figure it out.

5) Spiritual – Finally, we all want to have a greater meaning in purpose in life. But while we’re busy washing dishes, changing diapers, or going to meetings that can seem far away. Help those you love connect the dots by saying things like, “The way you nurture your kids reminds me of God’s heart for us.”

Mix all of the above, combine with prayer, and share generously. You’ll be the Rachel Ray of encouragement before you know it. And everyone will be coming back for more.

Therefore encourage one another and build each other up, just as in fact you are doing. I THESSALONIANS 5:11 NIV

January 09, 2009

Bible Across America

To celebrate the 30th anniversary of the NIV translation of the Bible, Zondervan is creating "America's NIV." They're traveling by RV to cities across the country. In each city people are invited to come and transcribe a verse to be included.

That sounds very noble and inspiring so the editorial department of DaySpring decided that we would go and be a part of this movement. So we took off, had lunch at PF Chang's to make sure our energy was up, and pulled into the parking lot so we could make history. The first thing we saw was this RV...

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I thought we would get to go on the RV to sign but apparently that's top secret territory so we had to go in a plain ol' building instead. Once inside we were told, "We're working on three books today. You can get in line for 2 Kings, Luke, or Matthew." The girls all chose the Luke line and then we each got a verse to write. 

During this time I was having a little daydream about being handed a verse like Jeremiah 29:11. I would inscribe it for all time. Mark and I would make it our family verse. We would frame it on the wall. Generations from now the story would be told. 

Then I looked at my paper and this was my verse...

"But it will be more bearable for Tyre and Sidon at the judgment than it will be for you." Luke 10:14 

All my fantasies went up in smoke, the fire and brimstone kind. I showed it to my boss and he laughed. I showed it to my coworker and she asked, "Wow, what did you do?" So I sighed, picked up my pen, and did my duty as you can see here...

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I was a little comforted that all but one of us got a verse that was a little bit, well, odd. I felt a bit bad for wishing for a different verse. After all, they're equally important. But some just work a little better on their own than others.

Overall, it was a grand adventure and I'd recommend that all of you check out the Bible Across America site and find out when you can be a part of it too. You never know, they might be doing the book of Leviticus when they come to your town.

Bible Across America Group Jan 2009

From Left to Right: Ann, Me, Linn, Susan, Matt, and Trieste (behind the camera)

January 07, 2009

It's a Small World After All

Last week my Mom and I were strolling down Main Street in the quaint town where my grandparents live when a used bookstore caught my eye. The shelves inside were crammed floor to ceiling, wall-to-wall. I thought if one more book had been added the place might burst in an explosion of pages and paperbacks.

I snuck down the stairs to the musty, dusty basement (you know the kind). On the last shelf, of the last row, I saw the book in the photo below...

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It's Orbiting the Giant Hairball by Gordon MacKenzie, a former Hallmark employee and one of the most revered creatives (although highly unconventional) in the publishing industry. I'd always wanted to read it so I picked it up, opened the cover, and saw this inscription inside...

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In case you can't read it that it says, "Jason, It's great to be orbiting with you! Mike." There's also a date that you can't see, 5/1/01. Of course, lots of used books have inscriptions. It's kind've part of the mystery. You can imagine who the people might be and how the book got there.

But this time I didn't have to do any imagining. Jason is a dear friend and a very talented professional colleague of mine in the publishing industry. Mike is my senior manager at DaySpring. My mind started spinning...of all the bookstores in all the world, how did I possibly end up with this book?

My first thought was that Jason might have been a naughty boy and given away the boss's book when he moved to Ohio a few years ago. But knowing Jason that probably wasn't the case. So I shot him an e-mail that said, "Did I really just buy your book in a random shop miles from where either of us live?"

He wrote back something along the lines of, "I'm trying to wrap my mind around this. I did get the book in 2001, really liked it, and loaned it to someone...and now you're telling me it shows up in Van Buren?" 

So where do you think that book was all those years?

I'd like to think that as a good leader Mike gave the book to Jason to inspire him (which he did). Then Jason (as one of the most encouraging guys I know) wanted to share the inspiration. Then whoever he loaned it to caught the bug and innocently passed it on to someone else, who showed it to someone else, and on down the line.  It's been eight years so someone probably eventually wondered, "Who are Jason and Mike?" Then they released the book back into the world where it came full circle to me.

If the inscription hadn't been there, I never would have known how connected I was to that book. It makes me wonder how many other experiences I have like that without even realizing it. One person encourages another who encourages another until it gets to me...and I have no idea the crazy path God has taken all that encouragement on just so I could be blessed by it too.

It's cool. It's crazy. It's connection.

What do you think?

January 05, 2009

Little Brother, Big Day

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My brother Stephen got engaged on New Year's Eve. He's the one on the left. I'm sure you can see why I call him "little." (Is that the way it is for all sisters? He passed me in height years ago but he'll always be "little brother" to me.) The pretty girl next to him is his fiance and my future sister-in-law Amber. This photo was taken at Thanksgiving at my Grandpa Hollie's house (the handsome guy in the middle).

Stephen has always had a knack for making people like him. When we were kids, he'd frequently get his friends to do his chores. He can also hunt and fish like nobody's business. If we lived in pioneer days, he'd probably run the whole village because he'd have the most food and everyone would do whatever he said. Right now he's working as welding inspector and I'm sure he does a much better job than I ever could. Amber is sweet, smiley, and seems to have a heart of gold. She's finishing up school and volunteers at a children's hospital. I'm happy for them and wish them the best.

Stephen and Amber's engagement makes me think back to my own. My dear Grandma (Hollie's wife) had unexpectedly slipped away to heaven in her sleep. I was home for Christmas break. I called Mark in tears and shared the news. When I called back about a half an hour later he said, "I'm driving to the airport to catch the next flight." For the following week, he stood by my family and did whatever was needed. Little did I know there was a diamond ring burning a hole in his suitcase.

When we returned to my hometown and the sadness had started to settle, Mark couldn't stand the wait any longer. He took me to my favorite place in Houston, the Water Wall, and popped the question on a park bench. We'd been talking about getting engaged for months so my first response was a lighthearted, "Stop teasing me!" When he proceeded to pull the ring from his pocket, my jaw dropped and I hollered a surprised, "Yes!"

I think my Grandma would have been glad that we got engaged at that time. She and my Grandpa had a great love, and it felt a bit as if the torch were being passed to us. I could just imagine her doing a little dance of joy in heaven that day.

These are pictures of my grandparents. The first one was taken when they were dating and the second a few weeks before she went home to heaven.

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Grandparents After Fifty Years of Marriage

I love how the expressions on their faces and the twinkle in their eyes didn't change much through the years.

Of course, marriage has its challenges. But somehow I'm still a sucker for a good love story. Maybe it's because I catch a glimpse of God's love for us in them too. 

Congratulations, Stephen and Amber. May God give you a lifetime of love and laughter.

January 02, 2009

Goals that Make You Giggle

Disclaimer: Remember what I said about making New Year's resolutions and not keeping them in my last post? Well, I want to be clear that what I'm about to share isn't about resolutions, it's about goals. (That's what I keep telling myself anyway).

At the start of each year, I spend a few hours praying and planning. So this morning I packed up my computer, grabbed my purse, and headed out the door to Einstein Bros Bagels. My cinnamon sugar bagel and cup of coffee provided adequate inspiration for me to spend the next couple of hours typing away. Everything was sounding quite noble until these suddenly appeared...

* I will have fun and try not to drive myself and others crazy by being too serious

* I will always keep good chocolate in the house

* I will remember that I'm not God and the world will not end if I relax once in a while

You can blame it on the bagel, but I'd like to think Someone gave my heart a nudge and reminded me of a little thing called grace. And I have to admit that these are probably my favorites. (Well, there are a few in my "What I Will Not Do in 2009" section that I liked a lot as well. For example, "I will not have a clean house all the time." That would be true anyway but it was kind've nice to make it official.)

So forget all of the traditional "I will run thirty miles every day in the freezing cold with weights around my ankles" goals that we tend to make. What's a goal that makes you giggle you'd like to set for the year? Think hard, have some coffee and/or chocolate if needed, then share with us here, pretty please with cinnamon sugar on top (just like my bagel)...