Showing posts with label Deep Deep Thoughts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Deep Deep Thoughts. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

NOT a Wordless Wednesday


You are looking at spontaneous love and adoration by a certain 6 year old boy who loves his little sister more than words.  We were on our way home from Eric's parents after spring break (And St. Patrick's Day, hence the green fingernails). Jenna was asleep and Mr.Cale just reached over to hold her hand.  OH. MY. GOODNESS!! My heart just melted.  Can I get a collective AMEN that this is absolutely adorable!!

Some other adorableness that I can't let go unsaid, lest I forget....

WELL apparently this is where "wordless" kicks in because I can't think of ANY of the cute things they've said and done recently.  And there have been a lot. Too bad y'all couldn't read (and I can't recreate!) the post that was in my head a couple nights ago when I couldn't sleep!!  

Stay tuned for more adorableness when I finally remember something!  

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Change The World Wednesday

A stolen title, a stolen idea...well, let's go with borrowed. You see, my sweet friend Captain Murdock (her mom is crazy for naming her that, huh?!?!) is on her way home from Ethiopia after a fabulous adoption court hearing resulting in the words, "He is yours!"  She started this Change the World Wednesday thing, and since she's on a jet plane on this glorious Wednesday, I took the liberty of stealing or borrowing her title and doing a Change the World Wednesday post.  I'm not saying it's what she'd say or even a topic she'd write about, but it's a post nonetheless!!

On our way to Cale's football game Saturday morning in our small town, we passed a weary looking man wearing very ragged clothes carrying 4 worn loaded bags.  He captivated me, and I said, "Eric, is he a homeless man?  I've never seen a homeless man here.  We don't have homeless people here. I can't believe I just saw a homeless person here."  I carried on so quickly, and if you know Eric, you aren't surprised he just looked at me and said, "It appears he is homeless."  Then I started in with my incessant talking again.  "Doesn't that break your heart? Can we help him? How could we help him?  I wonder where he's going, what he's doing?  I hope his bags aren't heavy."  All the while, Cale and Jenna are in the back seat with their jackets, sweatshirts, pop tarts, water bottles and cozy shoes.  Cale says, "Mom, what's wrong with that man?"  My only response was "He doesn't have a home honey."  

He doesn't have a home.

There are people in MY TOWN where I've lived for all my life and some of them don't have a home. This was shocking to me. I've always thought we were far removed from the city and the problems of downtown, the hurt of homelessness. Now, I've know we have our share of poorness, maybe even poverty.  I know there are struggling families in my town, in my neighborhood, in my kid's school.  But I had never seen a homeless man walking the streets of my town.

Jenna and I dropped Cale and Eric off at the game, and we headed back to the convenience store for some donuts and a cherry coke.  And I drove right past that man again.  I waited to see which way he would head and decided to take my chances and buy him a coffee and donuts.  On our way back, there he was, just making progress in his walk to nowhere.  The song on K-Love was about walking our faith.  I thought it was talking directly to me.  I stopped, he was on the opposite side of the road, and I asked him if he'd like a cup of coffee. He declined. I asked again, saying, "sir, I just bought this coffee for you at the convenience store, won't you take it and warm up a bit?"  He declined again, saying, "I better not. I'm trying not to take things from people."  Again, I can't understand this I guess, so I said, " I bought this coffee for you. Will you please take it?"  Again he declined, reiterating his decision and personal goal not to take things from people. (Why he has that thought, I have no idea.  Maybe it has to do with his circumstances? Pride? His place in his walk? I have no idea.)  And he added, "I'm trying to quit drinking so much coffee."  I finally let the man reject the coffee, said God Bless you dear and left him there, on the side of the road, dirty, cold, carrying a heavy load. What was I to do???

There's another man, I call him Tom. He has a bike with a basket, he carries lots of bags, and he always wears his coat, even in July. I see him frequently around my workplace.  I've asked around, other people that work there have seen him too.  I pray for him when I see him, I even gave him all the cash I had on me one day, all of $8.  That day, I drove past him in the parking lot, but I felt God saying, help him, help him, help him.  I had to BACK the car up, gave him the piddly amount of cash I had and said, God bless you sir.

There's another couple guys, I don't have names for them, that frequent one of the corners on our way to Children's Mercy, when we got to take Jenna for any appointments. Eric says it is not always the same guys, with the signs, asking for money.  I don't know about that.

Change the World Wednesday.  What do we do to change this part of our world??  There are so many homeless, so many hopeless, so many unemployed.  So many reasons for homelessness. Alcohol, drug addictions, job loss, family falls apart, no support system, no money. 

What can you do?  
  • pray
  • find a soup kitchen, a city mission, whatever
  • find a local organization to do volunteer work
  • buy someone a cup of coffee and hope you have better luck than I do
  • check with your church and see what ministries they or your local minister group has in place already
  • if you are in my area, http://www.missionsouthside.org/  They are doing lots of great things around these parts! 
  • check with your local city or county government and see how you can help their outreach organization
  • call Salvation Army, they can direct you to how you can help
  • add to my list!!!!
I'm sure there's other ways to help. I'm sure there are better ways to help.  And maybe this isn't your passion. Maybe yours is homeless pets. Fine, go help them!  On this Change the World Wednesday, get out of your comfort zone and reach out to someone who needs reaching out to.  Do it. Now. GO!!!




Monday, October 3, 2011

Epic Fail

Our sermon Sunday at church was on Epic Fail.  You know, like when you fail, but not just in a normal maybe no one will notice kind of way, but an epic huge-o gigantic kind of way.  Our pastor was really talking more about when you are urged or convicted to act by the Holy Spirit, but you rationalize your way out of it. And by the time you realize your rationale is stupid (my rendition of the sermon!), you've missed your window to do a really cool God thing and the blessing that would've gone with it. Or you just feel like a big bag of doo doo when you don't do what you thought you were supposed to be doing.  Anyway, I had my own kind of Epic Fail on Sunday....

So, he's preaching on the Epic Fail, and we are reading in Luke 22, and I didn't bring my Bible to church because (are you ready for this excuse) it's just a lot to wrestle my kids, bags, purse and big ol' Bible....see, enter stupid rationale!  My fix for this part of my fail is that I'll use the Bible app on my phone!  How cool, just carrying it all the time.  Well, Joey is preaching, and I am fiddling with my phone, trying to search/pull up the right scripture, and I'm feeling really guilty for playing on my phone, even though I'm looking up scripture!   I finally find it, and I'm scrolling down to find the right verse, and it pops up, audio program loading.  OH NO!  OK, my phone's on silent, so surely it won't make any noise, but I back out of the Bible anyway, just to be sure. BUT all of a sudden MY PHONE STARTS TALKING!!!  It's this really monotonous man voice, and he's reading Luke 22.  And I CAN'T make him stop!!!  I tried to hide my phone, cramming it between my knees and trying to make is stop!  I had the Bible program off, it was on silent, I didn't know what to do!  I finally turned my phone off, but the man kept talking until it actually shut down, which felt like approximately  32 minutes, but was probably more like 32 seconds or less.  Meanwhile, I am cracking up, my mother is cracking up and the Lafferty family in front of me is cracking up. Silently of course!!!  At this point, I'm watching Joey, wanting to make sure he's not heard any of this nonsense, and he is just a preachin away as if I have not disrupted anything. GREAT NEWS!!    Carry on friends!!!

Carry on, until Kendra thinks she's clever and asks the family that sits in front of them if they heard something talking during church. And of course she did. And then Joey chimes in that he heard it too...WHILE PREACHING!!!  And a girl who was sitting in the opposite corner, yeah, she heard it too!!  And her husband who was at the back door, HE heard it too!!!  Joey even said that everyone on the other side of the church was looking our way.  Know what all that means?!?!?! 

EPIC FAIL!!!!

The moral of the story....
When you don't take your Bible to church, it's like going to the pool without your swimming suit.
When you choose to use your Bible app at church, it's like if your swimsuit fell off at the pool!

And a serious side note, I sincerely apologize if my crazy app distracted you at a serious moment for you.  I hope you were able to get back into the sermon!

Monday, August 29, 2011

Thirteen Dollars

Thirteen dollars,
$13,
is approximately...

the cash I had in my wallet Friday night



3.644 gallons of gas

( I never can stop at zero cents!!)


Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday's Large Java Chillers from America's favorite drive-in
( which I think are gross anyway)

2 happy meals and a grilled chicken salad from the Golden Arches

1/2 of my gas bill for the month of July

6 lunches for this kid at his school



and one month of food for this kid in his home


If you can give, please do
just click here
If you can't, if your funds go elsewhere to help, if you have other passions, please pray. 

If you donate by noon today, you have a part in raising money in honor of MB, my friend's little boy who is waiting in Ethiopia to be reunited with his brother Taz and the rest of his forever family.
You can leave sweet MB a note here.

thank you, from me, from MB's family, from FOVC who is supporting these struggling families




Friday, July 1, 2011

First World Problems

I found this on one of the adoption blogs I follow.  Actually, I've seen it on a couple adoption blogs today.  I think it speaks well for our society and how many of us really don't have a whole lot to complain about.  This is NOT to minimize real issues that the United States and the folks here experience, because I know there is poverty, abuse, hurt,sadness and much more running rampant here as well as abroad.  But the day to day things that we let affect us, let's try to let them go! 

Also, if you want to read more about how we feel "woe is me" here in the good ol' US of A, read about one of my favorite little boys experience with a mouse trap and how his mom finds a good life lesson in it.

Without further ado, here is this hilarious little rap I came across today.  Hilarious and honest and heart felt...



My first world problem today was that the Burger King guy took a minute, a WHOLE minute, to begin to take my order. JEEZ!!  Some people!!!  Haha, wow!!  I need to remember to check my perspective (and to go to the grocery store for bananas and protein breakfast bars). How about you?  Any first world problems stick out in your mind today?  (No pun intended Captain Murdock!!)