August 24, 2012

When there isn't "room"

I wrote here about having more grace -- grace abounding -- even where it's not easy.
Especially when it's not easy.

But even then, I do have my limits.
I'm not advocating for crazy license for anything anyone ever does; or tolerance that says, "I'm okay, you're okay" when, frankly, some things are not okay.  I do believe in right and wrong.  I also believe, however, that the grace is in how I handle those situations.

Take racism.  It still exists.  It's ugly and hurtful and downright mean.
If someone uses a racial slur toward me or my children do I sigh and say, "Well, there's room" and move on?

HECK NO!!
That needs to be addressed!!!
*insert mama bear*

But I will say this:
I think that these issues fall into the "love the sinner hate the sin" mantra we hear so much about.

Truthfully?  I hate that phrase.
Mostly because I think it lends itself to actually hating the sinner and covering it with "well, I just really don't like your sin".
Whatever.

So I want to coin a new phrase for the same idea.
Like "address the sin and give grace to the wounded."
Sin.... grace.

That's why Christ came, right?  That we would have saving faith in HIM and receive grace for all of OUR sins.  Why not extend the SAME to our brothers and sisters?  After all, their sin comes from their own woundedness.....and there is ALWAYS grace for that.
Or should be.

Back to the racism example.  Children are not born racist.  We learn racism, either from family or circumstances or communities.  And that learned hate is expressed -- inappropriately -- through racism.
I HATE racism.
At the same time, I know it didn't come from nowhere and in this broken world I can do my part to educate about race, demonstrate racism-free living (or try), and have grace where it's needed.

To be clear, this is not easy.  I despise it when people exemplify hate for any reason, but most of all the race reason.  But if I don't show grace in those situations, who am I???

Truth . . . Grace . . . Love . . .
That's what it's all about.
Lord, help me to understand more about Your grace so I can extend the same to others.  Amen.

August 23, 2012

For everything, a season

I've had this strong sense lately that it is time for a season for praise and thanksgiving.
Perhaps it's all of the intercession I've been doing while running to prepare for the 1/2 marathon.
Perhaps it's my own heart longing for the intimacy of worship with our Lord.

Whatever it is, I've been feeling overpowered by the desire... need.... compulsion ....  to show gratitude to my King.

I think part of it must be my habit of asking God for things.
I do it a lot.
And He asks us to.

"Ask and it will be given unto you," He says.
Matthew 7:7.

"Praying at all times in the spirit, with all prayer and supplication."
Ephesians 6:18

But equal parts (more?) of scripture speak to gratitude and praising the Lord.
Dancing.
Cymbals.
Celebrating God's daily mercies.
All of the Psalms....

And so, I'm grateful.


While I pray for a new *bigger* house and for mine to sell, I praise Him that I have a home that we love.

While I beg for physical healing for so many, I praise Him that I have legs and lungs and can run for hours without stopping.  *miracle*

While I seek His face about another child, I praise Him for the beautiful treasures I've been entrusted and thank Him for blessing me beyond measure.

While I cry out about life's injustices, I praise Him for righting all wrongs and bringing his faithful home, on that day.

While I pray for adoption after adoption among friends, I praise Him for the rising up of the Church to care for His children.

Lord, I worship You, praise You and THANK You for so many blessings now, in my past and for our future.  You are awesome.  Amen.

August 12, 2012

Starved Rock

Since my kids find it so absolutely thrilling to go to a "hotel house," I decided that one last adventure was due this summer.  So yesterday morning, we headed to Starved Rock in Western Illinois.
We got some pre-adventure pics in the backyard, since I've been so totally absent in the picture department lately...






Not sure where Leah got it, but that's apparently her new smiling thing....
Ha.
When we got to Starved Rock, Seth needed only a peak at the canoes to take.off.running.



But, we had to wait.

 


 
At last!!!













 Naturally, there were island adventures,
hunts for treasure,
and winning "gold deblooms."



















 Captain Hook considered taking these two canoes (that weren't ours) but I convinced him otherwise.
Then, we had to take the obligatory two-for shot.






 Yes, she really does look at him like that....



Cheers to a great weekend.
Ahoy, Maties!!