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Wednesday, 04 April 2012
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Psalm 103
The cry of my heart this good day.
1 Bless the Lord, O my soul;
And all that is within me, bless His holy name!
2 Bless the Lord, O my soul,
And forget not all His benefits:
3 Who forgives all your iniquities,
Who heals all your diseases,
4 Who redeems your life from destruction,
Who crowns you with lovingkindness and tender mercies,
5 Who satisfies your mouth with good things,
So that your youth is renewed like the eagle’s.6 The Lord executes righteousness
And justice for all who are oppressed.
7 He made known His ways to Moses,
His acts to the children of Israel.
8 The Lord is merciful and gracious,
Slow to anger, and abounding in mercy.
9 He will not always strive with us,
Nor will He keep His anger forever.
10 He has not dealt with us according to our sins,
Nor punished us according to our iniquities.11 For as the heavens are high above the earth,
So great is His mercy toward those who fear Him;
12 As far as the east is from the west,
So far has He removed our transgressions from us.
13 As a father pities his children,
So the Lord pities those who fear Him.
14 For He knows our frame;
He remembers that we are dust.15 As for man, his days are like grass;
As a flower of the field, so he flourishes.
16 For the wind passes over it, and it is gone,
And its place remembers it no more.
17 But the mercy of the Lord is from everlasting to everlasting
On those who fear Him,
And His righteousness to children’s children,
18 To such as keep His covenant,
And to those who remember His commandments to do them.19 The Lord has established His throne in heaven,
And His kingdom rules over all.20 Bless the Lord, you His angels,
Who excel in strength, who do His word,
Heeding the voice of His word.
21 Bless the Lord, all you His hosts,
You ministers of His, who do His pleasure.
22 Bless the Lord, all His works,
In all places of His dominion.Bless the Lord, O my soul!
Tuesday, 20 March 2012
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Giddy for Gaggles of Geese
Did you know that a gaggle is referred to geese on land while a group in the air is called a skein?
The geese flying in formation honk to encourage those up front to keep up their speed.
By flying in a “V” formation, the whole flock adds 71% greater flying range than if each bird flew alone.
It’s currently their mating season. Geese mate for life and stay together throughout the year. Only in death do they part.
Amazing how Biblical principles can be found throughout all creation, isn’t it?
I love to watch and listen to geese. One of those great “It’s spring!” reminders. Growing up, my family would always stop wherever we were and enjoy those special moments. Kinda like rainbows- you just want to stand there with your mouth gaping open in awe. They have such a strange sound yet there is something melodious and majestic about it.
Honk! Haha! It makes me smile. You know our Creator God loves that sound? He created that sound! Sometimes I feel that's all I sound like....... honk, honk, honk ..... but when I’m giving honor to my King, whether in daily tasks, encouraging words, or singing praises to Him…it’s all a joyful noise to His ear. After all, we do have Christ as our ultimate Honking Interpreter at His right hand. He wants ALL creation to honor Him and make His renown known. The rocks will do it if we don't.
"Rejoice in the LORD, oh you righteous! For praise from the upright is beautiful!" Psalm 33:1
Tuesday, 14 February 2012
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Dominican
Pics are posted in the album "Dominican Republic." Sorry some of them are sideways. Didn't realize it until I had uploaded most of them but they show right side up on my computer. I'll have to work on that. Enjoy!
Friday, 24 June 2011
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This Journey
Going through another season. Gotta have a theme song for it. I love Sara Groves and I was just listening to her Conversations album while having some quiet introvert time during this LEI training and I noticed that today I can really relate to this song more than I've ever been able to before.
This Journey Is My Own
When I stand before the Lord, I'll be standing alone.This journey is my ownStill I want man's advice and I need man's approval, but this journey is my own Chorus:Why would I want to live for man and pay the highest price?What does it mean to gain the whole world, only to lose my life? So much of what I do is to make a good impression.This journey is my own.So much of what I say is to make myself look betterThis journey is my own. I have never felt relief like I feel it right now.This journey is my own.'Cause trying to please the world it was breaking me down, it was breaking me down.Now I live and I breathe for an audience of one, now I live and I breath for an audience of one.Now I live and I breathe for an audience of one, 'cause I know this journey is my own.You can live for someone else, and it will only bring you pain.I can't even judge myself. Only the Lord can say, "Well done."
Thursday, 03 February 2011
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In the waiting
Look who's writing on her xanga! I know that I deserted this pretty little page about pieces of my life but it's interesting how much easier it is to write about your life when there are exciting, strange, hilarious, or uncanny things to share....like those things that come regularly in a distant land. I've checked in on my other friends/colleagues blogs and it must be an epidemic. Not one of us returning has written in months. There are hardly words for times of transition and I think that's why we have little to say. Before we shared of our adventures. Well, those who know where I live know why you have to create it. There's something to be said for small towns, adventure is not one of them. Note: adventure and drama are NOT the same thing at all.
I realized yesterday (snow day number 2) that just about every facet of my life right now can be described in one word: waiting. Whether it's waiting for the snow and ice to melt or waiting on the Lord to return, I'm waiting on something or someone somehow. Have you ever thought about that? We wait ALL the time. While I intercede for others before the Throne, I wait in earnest expectation to see the Lord work. While I'm stuck inside developing severe cabin fever, I'm waiting on the sun to shine and warm the earth to make a way for this caged bird to fly again. While I've sent in my application to LEI (Literacy and Evangelism International), I wait on their decisions to know my next step. When I ask a question, I wait for a reply. When I have an appointment, I wait until it's time to go. I wait for the school to call so that I can sub. I make dinner and wait for it to cook. There's so much waiting!
Scripture tells us to wait on the Lord like in Psalms, "Wait on the Lord: be of good courage and He shall strengthen thine heart," "...rest in the Lord and wait patiently for Him..." He's the one that governs all that waiting time. So, obviously we can't get away from waiting. It's necessary. But what am I doing in the waiting? Isn't that when all the action happens? When Flesh Woman arrives and she's ready to conquer. What do I choose?
When I think about Christ waiting, I remember the night in the garden of Gethsemane. He had been waiting for that night a loooong time. What did He do while He waited for Judas to come? What did He ask His disciples to do?
Pray.
He wasn't consumed by the fact that He was waiting. He had purpose in the waiting. He met with His Father while He waited and He was strengthened.
The Spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak.
What are you doing while you wait?
Monday, 13 September 2010
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Breaking Bread
Did you ever see the show Breaking Bread with Father Dominic that aired on PBS several years ago? My family has avidly watched PBS cooking shows since I can remember. We had those shows down to the hour- which ones were between Dad's FIY shows and those weird NOVA videos. But I think we watched the cooking shows mostly because they came on in the early Saturday afternoons when the slave drivers had mercy enough on us to let us come inside out of the sun and heat from the plantation..er... I mean garden. Since Mom and Dad liked the shows too, we usually got them to finish the show before they cracked the whip and off we were to weed again. And yes...my character has lived to tell about it.
We loved watching this bread show and I think Mom still has one of the cookbooks. Anyway, Nancy and I traveled to Concepcion last week and I made a point to go by and see one of the national missionary families that we partner with. When we drove up and immediately saw the smoke and realized what great thing we were about to experience. Felicia was about to bake bread in her adobe oven. Nancy and I were so excited to watch her prepare the oven and we even got to help a little. We've eaten bread baked this way numerous times, but never had the chance to see it done....or eat it fresh! It's sooo good! It was such a fun afternoon watching the sun set, smelling the bread bake and just having a good time.
It warmed my soul to be breaking bread with my sisters in Christ. Fellowship+Laughter+A few tears+Fresh homemade bread=Pure joy.
Felicia and 2 of her 5 daughters and the granddaughter.
Sweeping out the ashes after the fire got the oven super hot.
I asked about the time. She chuckled and gave a little shrug. Apparently you just wait a min or two. Maybe a verse of Jesus Loves Me or the ABC's?
"Eating" coca-cola. :)
The pans. Old lard tins soldered together.
I'll see if I can upload the video too. :)
Tuesday, 31 August 2010
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Good Words
I'm reading one of the biographies of Amy Carmichael written by Kathleen White. It's a short book and not incredibly in depth or detailed but it's been a nice easy read. While in this phase I'm in of leaving one thing and starting another I've noticed I catch on to phrases or words that seem to help me express how I feel or summarize my condition. One of the best examples of this came from none other than a missionary herself. So, thanks Amy for writing words in the 19th century that I can completely relate to in the 21st.
Pg 30-31: "It must have been an anxious time for Amy when she was forced to abandon the work in which she had been so wholeheartedly involved. But through it she was learning the inscrutiable ways of God. God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform. Years later, in her book of meditations, Edges of His Ways, she quoted the text from Exodus 13:21:
"'The Lord went before them...' We may have a timetable, even so, we face the Unknown.We may not know what a day may bring forth, but if we are following our Leader we know that we shall be led."
Tuesday, 24 August 2010
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Oh Junk Mail!
I just logged into one of my many email accounts (I think I'm up to 5 currently...thanks to the IMB). This particular one is where I send all unwanted emails or things like plane tickets or online shopping notices. Now, that wasn't important to share, but I just shared it. Anyway, one of the emails was from the University of Phoenix. How they got this old email I have no idea, like many other people in the world I'm sure, but I just laughed at the subject line:
"Jacinda, Change your life and have a life."
If they only knew.......
LOL!! And what kinda tag line is that? If you weren't depressed before, you certainly could be now with that slammed in your face. Goodness people!
Friday, 13 August 2010
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The Magic School Bus
So, I'm here in Peru (YAY!!) having a fabulous time, and now that my vacation starts today it's just going to get better! It is 12:21PM and I'm still in my pajamas (don't tell my mother).
We just got back last night from a trip to Canta with a large group of International World Changers from the Northwest Association. I wanted to share the two pictures I actually took on the trip. Ha. I didn't take many because I took a ton last year and there wasn't that much more exciting or different this time around. But they had a construction team and I have to share the mode of transportation used to get all the wood beams and tin for the roof from Lima up the Andes Mountains:
Yep, on a school bus. Long beams. Long bus. Makes sense.
Good job, guys!
Tuesday, 13 July 2010
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Art
Some of the girls in my cooking class came over last Monday with "something special" for us. They wanted to give us something for our holiday (4th of July) but there really isn't anything here of the sort. Instead, they just made us something Bolivian. How sweet!
These are the famous toborochi trees (we refer to them as the pregnant trees) only found in Bolivia.
They did an AMAZING job and put a lot of detail into the pictures! They are very talented! It's something so sweet and special I will treasure.
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