Friday, February 22, 2013

Regurgitating Vomit

Regurgitating Vomit


Our youngest daughter has been sent home once a week for vomiting at school the past few weeks...and she would have today if school hadn't been cancelled.  We don't know why this weekly event has occurred, other than maybe she gets a "bug" that comes on suddenly...a lot of sickness going around the community lately. 

Today's experience tops it all.  I had asked her to try one bite of toast, thinking maybe her upset tummy was a result of hunger.  Although she didn't want to, she did so out of sweet obedience.  Upon seeing that she really didn't look great, I reneged on her having to eat any more and asked her to go sit on the kitchen floor for a minute while I ran upstairs to locate sheets to cover what would become the "sick couch" for the day.  When I returned with the sheets, she had already "lost her toast"...or so I thought...on the floor.  I cleaned up the mess, wiped off her face, and then watched her begin chewing.  "It's the bite of toast you asked me to eat," she replied to my asking her what could possibly be in her mouth after throwing up all over the floor. 

I laughed and exclaimed, "Wow, that's pretty amazing.  You savored that piece of toast and ate it after flavored with vomit."  Since "savor" is my word for Lent this year, I had to laugh.  Definitely not the kind of savoring I had in mind.

Isn't that life though?  Don't we hang on to stuff we shouldn't, let it get "tastier" and swallow it back down...only for it to come up again?  Hurt, bitterness, hate, resent, dissatisfaction, etc.  Sin has a way of doing that...bringing itself back up in one ugly form or another. 

So my lesson for today is to not follow the example of my daughter.  Following her sweet obedience is good.  But I should choose not to hold on to bits of sin...to savor sin...and swallow it to be saved for later.  Sin needs to be purged from our lives...once and for all!

Thursday, February 14, 2013

Savoring the Savior

I hadn't grown up observing Lent. 
Can't say I really even knew much about it.
Upon becoming an adult, God had been prompting my heart for several years to consider the spiritual discipline of fasting.
It took a long time for me to overcome the fear of the headaches I may incur due to not eating.
Then two years ago I discovered the Daniel fast.
It was a true sacrifice, but well worth it.
And it happened to be during the time of Lent.

Now each year I WANT go observe Lent...at least give up something in order to remember Jesus' sacrifice.

But each year I have trouble deciding what to give up.  While the Daniel fast was amazing, it was difficult to prepare and eat entirely different from my family.

This year I decided on desserts.  At first it seemed like the "easy...everyone chooses it" choice. 
Yet, while it doesn't change how I cook, it'll certainly be a sacrifice.  I LOVE my sweets! 
Not equivalent, in any measure, to the sacrifice of my Christ.
But it is a way of remembering, of being thankful, of savoring something different.

Savor...that's my word for this Lent.
I chose to read Seeing and Savoring Jesus Christ by John Piper.  I wasn't even thinking about the connection to how I savor desserts until I began the introduction.  It's perfect.  I know what it is to SAVOR my coffee and sweets...in the morning...in the afternoon...in the evening...it doesn't matter.  And it often serves as some kind of reward...reward for what? 
I don't know....maybe just waking up, or making it through the day.  Sounds ridiculous! 
At least I've learned how to savor

This Lent is about savoring the right thing...my Savior!

Chapter 1:  Lord, reorder my disordered life.  Make me see you with spiritual eyes and savor your glory.  May my pleasures and affections be only on you...and may I give you glory and gratitude for all good things because you are the giver of all good things.

"We are all starved for the glory of God, not self.  No one goes to the Grand Canyon to increase self-esteem.  Shy do we go?  Because there is greater healing for the soul in beholding splendor than there is in beholding self.  Indeed, what could be more ludicrous in a vast and glorious universe like this than a human being, on the speck called earth, standing in front of a mirror trying to find significance in his own self-image?"  (pg. 15)... "Therefore, in the Gospel we see and savor 'the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ' (2 Corinthians 4:6). And this kind of "seeing" is the healing of our disordered lives.  'We all, with unveiled face, beholding the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from one degree of glory to another.' (2 Corinthians 3:18). (pg. 17)

Chapter 2:  Lord, let not our sickness keep us from turning to you.  Let not our weakness keep us from seeking your strength.  Let not our joy be robbed even when there's little energy to even smile.  May we be satisfied in you, and you alone.

Our household has been so sick this winter.  This past weekend illness had 4 of us wiped out.  It can be discouraging when the caretaker is ailing as well.  This chapter had one line that I said to myself over and over..."Christ is glorious so that rich or poor, sick or sound, we might be satisfied in him." (pg 21)

Chapter 3:  Jesus, thank you that you are the lion and the lamb.  These contrasts don't contradict. You are perfection!
"We marvel at him because his uncompromising justice is tempered with mercy.  His majesty is sweetened by meekness.  In his equality with God he has a deep reverence for God.  Though he is worthy of all good, he was patient to suffer evil.  His sovereign dominion over the world was clothed with a spirit of obedience and submission.  He baffled the proud scribes with his wisdom, but was simple enough to be loved by children.  He could still the storm with a word, but would not strike the Samaritans with lightening or take himself down from the cross." (pg. 29-30)

UGH...as is so common, I did finish the fast and the book and it was so meaningful.  However, finding the time to blog about the daily thoughts quickly ended. 

Ultimately I enjoyed being reminded of all that Jesus was, is, and always will be.  I would have never guessed that on this journey I would end up changing my diet completely...for Isaac's sake, but thanks to the beginnings of the fast, I was much more willing when the time came to try something new to help Isaac.  We are now eating mostly meat, nuts, fruit, and vegetables (unfortunately in that order...how I wish I LOVED vegetables).  It seems to be helping his health, and for that I am grateful.  Don't feel too bad myself : )  After this change was made, I had to remind myself that while the "diet" became about Isaac, I still needed to savor Jesus.  Still have the sign up on my cabinet.  I don't want to forget! 

Jesus, help me NOT forget!




Friday, February 1, 2013

Walking Tall and Loved


Walking Tall and Loved

"Walk tall and proud…keep your chin up…be confident…it’s attractive"
…words of the world around me.

Isaiah speaks over and over of the sin of pride...my study for this year.

Should Christians walk tall?  Yes!

Should they walk proud? Yes!  and  No!

Yes:  proud that they Know and are Loved and Forgiven by the One
who created all good things         
who gives all good things
 who is GOOD.

No:  there can be no pride in self…even of making right choices, doing right, walking right. 

So I’m reminded to walk Tall and Loved…in the presence of my EVERYTHING.

Gray

Gray

My favorite color!
Painted nearly the entire house gray.
Love to wear gray...the new black...at least it used to be.
Rest comes during a rainy gray day.
Some say it's such a depressing color, but to me:
    it's earthy,
                   natural,
                              relaxing,
                                          even fun...
     the perfect backdrop for
                     brilliance,
                               brightness,
                                            happiness.
Reminds me of our hardships:
     the perfect backdrop for
                     blessings,
                                gratefulness,
                                              hope!

*I feel led to make a note here that the only thing I don't like about grey is how we as Christians get stuck in the gray sometimes.  We long for the black and white...for clear understanding...good vs. evil.  But the grey is where we differ, where we disagree, and where we divide.  May the gray change us to be more loving, kind, and understanding in our differences and find unity in the WHITE...the GOOD...in God the Father, Christ the Savior, and Holy Spirit the Counselor and Comforter.  And may God forgive us of the wrong that we do in the gray.  Amen!
                               
                                     

Why the Title?

Why the Title?

Hallelujas...God abundantly gives them daily.
     sometimes I just am not aware of them...clearly a fault of my own.
Hula Hoops...the joy I long to find in the midst of the cycles I go through in life:
     easy...difficult
     happy...sad
     clarity...confusion
     busy...at rest
     overflow...desert
     exercising...lazy
     got it all together...could one more plate fall?
     relational...alone
Round and Round and Round I go...where I stop, nobody knows. 
Wrong. 
The Maker of the Hallelujas
     and the One who really holds the hula hoop up
          on my well endowed hips (the Maker of all good things)
     knows exactly where I am, where I'm going, and where I'll end.

My hope is to blog the hallelujas and the hoola hoops,
     attempting to always wind them together,
           and therefore experiencing JOY!