Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Re-creating me

I'm having difficulty authoring what will be my last blog post to this site for awhile. As many of you have heard, I will be leaving in August for an 11 month mission trip - The World Race. As part of the experience, I will be keeping a blog - and I invite you on the journey by signing up to receive updates.

I went back and read through my first blog post, authored the first week I had joined Christian Friendliness. I remember the timid excitement I held - hopeful that one day I would know the neighborhood children who passed by my windows. The thought brought a smile. These days I rarely drive without my windows down, just in case I spot one of my littles along the streets - I can easily holler at them. And there is rarely a time when I don't recognize at least one.

God has been so very good to me in this ministry. My life is richer because of it.

The staff, kids and teens threw me a going away party tonight - and as I looked around the youth center through welled up tears...my heart was filled with praise. Praise for my Creator. Praise for calling me here. Praise for the work He did in me. Praise for the work He will continue to do.

And everything that’s new has bravely surfaced
Teaching us to breathe
What was frozen through is newly purposed
Turning all things green
So it is with You
And how You make me new
With every season’s change
And so it will be
As You are re-creating me
Summer, autumn, winter, spring

(Lyrics taken from Every Season, Nichole Nordeman)

Saturday, June 6, 2009

in His arms


As I was making the rounds in the community signing kids up for camp...I saw "my boys" playing outside. I had been out of town the past two weekends for a training camp for an upcoming mission.

Before I could get out of the van, Tyvon threw his arms around me. "I thought you were gone for 11-months!" he declared. In the mind of a 4th grader, out of town for a couple weekends indicated that the trip had begun (despite my attempts to explain otherwise).

As his little arms clung to me...refusing to let go...my heart swelled...as I tried to explain the details once again. But after a few moments I realized that my efforts were fruitless...he was just happy to be in my arms.

Afterward I reflected on my relationship with God...and how similar a reunion I have felt. There are undeniably times in my life where God's presence is felt stronger than others...while I realize He never actually leaves or forsakes us (Hebrews 13:5). But in those moments...when I feel Him nearer...I cling tight...I press in...to the point I'm not sure I can make out his words anymore...I'm just happy to be in His arms.

Now I'm not suggesting that it is ever a good practice not to listen to our Father :) ...but I think it is ok...to cling tight...to press in...to be loved.

Watch what God does, and then you do it, like children who learn proper behavior from their parents. Mostly what God does is love you. Keep company with him and learn a life of love. Observe how Christ loved us. His love was not cautious but extravagant. He didn't love in order to get something from us but to give everything of himself to us. Love like that. Ephesians 5:1-2 MSG