A late Merry Christmas to you all and an early Happy New Year! We have had a great time in Abbotsford and Winnipeg and are starting to feel like we're ready to go back home. I have many many pictures to download from our Christmas festivities but we are not yet home so they will have to wait.
For now, here are a couple pictures of Sawyer. He made up this "funny-face" and will often do it when you ask him to. It involves his whole face and often his arms and legs too. First a normal picture and then "can we see Sawyer's funny-face?"
Choose today whom you will serve....As for me and my family, we will serve the LORD.-Joshua 24:15
Monday, December 31, 2007
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Sweater Party
We had a sweater party at our house with our small group last night. This is a group of friends that gathers once a week in what has been dubbed our "place of refuge". A place where we can just be. Where we can be real. It really is that place of refuge in our busy lives. Bust back to the sweater party... what fun, what hideous sweaters, good food, and great friends, I feel so blessed! James has put some of the pictures here.
Saturday, December 01, 2007
Truth
Angie has posted this on her blog..... it struck me as a truth I know, but do I live it?
On a different note, I want to share something that’s been on my mind the past few days. Anyone who has ever gone through something difficult, painful, and heart wrenching knows that our need for God is more eye-openingly apparent at those times than any other. There’s nothing revolutionary or profound about that, but it dawned on me at some point this weekend that while the need becomes undeniably obvious during the storms of life, it doesn’t actually increase. I don’t think I’ve ever really gotten that before. I’ve pondered over this a little, and I’ve come to the conclusion that I have been living under the unconscious assumption that I needed God more right now as we walk through these deep waters than I do when life is not shadowed by crisis. For some reason, the faulty reasoning of this rationale suddenly struck home. After all, how can my need for God grow if I am totally helpless without Him? I think it is only arrogance—even if it is unconscious arrogance—that allowed me to live with that mentality. Operating under the idea that our need for God is less when the road is smooth and more when the road gets bumpy is so absurd because that assumes that we have what it takes to make it on our own strength under "normal circumstances." Yet, this is what I’ve done. I’ve lived weeks and months at a time, not exactly ignoring God, but certainly not living with realization of my profound need for Him.
On a different note, I want to share something that’s been on my mind the past few days. Anyone who has ever gone through something difficult, painful, and heart wrenching knows that our need for God is more eye-openingly apparent at those times than any other. There’s nothing revolutionary or profound about that, but it dawned on me at some point this weekend that while the need becomes undeniably obvious during the storms of life, it doesn’t actually increase. I don’t think I’ve ever really gotten that before. I’ve pondered over this a little, and I’ve come to the conclusion that I have been living under the unconscious assumption that I needed God more right now as we walk through these deep waters than I do when life is not shadowed by crisis. For some reason, the faulty reasoning of this rationale suddenly struck home. After all, how can my need for God grow if I am totally helpless without Him? I think it is only arrogance—even if it is unconscious arrogance—that allowed me to live with that mentality. Operating under the idea that our need for God is less when the road is smooth and more when the road gets bumpy is so absurd because that assumes that we have what it takes to make it on our own strength under "normal circumstances." Yet, this is what I’ve done. I’ve lived weeks and months at a time, not exactly ignoring God, but certainly not living with realization of my profound need for Him.
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