Today I woke up early and drove my two boys to church to board the bus to go to Summersalt, an area youth church camp. Dylan, at 17, went excitedly and immediately blended into the crowd of excited youth, laughing and cutting up, anxious to board the bus and get on his way. Christian, however, at 13 and my shy child stood somewhat awkwardly on the sidelines looking as if he would rather get right back in the car and return to the comfort of home. Fortunately, he was rapidly welcomed by one of his friends and my little mother heart smiled as I saw him begin to stand a little straighter.
It was not that long ago, well maybe a while, when our older daughters were boarding that same type of bus with those same expectations. And this is why I am so fond of summer church camps, they give our children one more exposure, one more opportunity to learn about and love the living Christ. When they say "it takes a village to raise a child" well it takes a village to continually point to Christ and a Father God to call to them and reveal His Son.
Thank you Lord!
Sunday, June 26, 2011
When Scott and I first became believers and when going to church I remember we would often drive home talking about how Pastor Ronnie Byrd seemed like he had been "a fly on our wall" listening in on our struggles of the week and speaking in the sermon of how to make it through them. I was reminded of that today as I attended church and listened to a sermon that ministered directly to my heart. I began to weep because I understand now what I didn't so much then is that God through His Holy Spirit is the "fly on the wall" and He knows exactly what I need to hear, and you, and you, and you, and you too. We may not even hear the same thing but that's how God works, only He is capable of loving each of us the best and when we listen He is speaking to us directly because He knows our struggles, He knows our pain, He knows our journey, and He walks with us.
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Prayer, scripture, exercise, study, time with my grandchildren, study, time with family, rest. Ahh the fruit of a busy day. Who doesn't like to feel accomplished at the end of day to know that they completed what they set out to do. Wish that were me. I never seem to finish and night comes early like an intruder robbing me of energy and perseverence. If anyone has a solution please pass it along.