What I’m into in November ‘14

AROUND THE WEB

  • Another fave was 31 Days of Taking Better Blog Photos by Jennifer at The Memory Journalists. At the end of this series, I bought a DSLR camera so now I’m going back through all 31 days because I didn’t always understand what she was talking about.31DaysBetterBlogPhotos
  • If font choices matter to you (I’m a font lover, I confess), you’ll want to bookmark this site: Wordmark it. Type in your text, and it shows you what it looks like in all your fonts.

WHAT I’M READING

  • Mudhouse Sabbath – My copy came in this week for our informal book club. Looks to be interesting.
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  • Philip Yancey’s Vanishing Grace – I’m halfway finished, but I’d like to totally finish before next week when I see him on his book tour. (Still trying to keep an A+. Sigh)
  • Tons of Kindle samples from author Brenda Shoshanna after doing a course under her on Spirituality & Practice
  • These books
  • In my daily Bible readings, I just finished Judges in the Old Testament:judges-20-23
    and Matthew 20 in the New Testament
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FAVES FROM SOCIAL MEDIA

  • Favorite Instagram pic, reuniting with a little fellow at Manna House that I hadn’t seen in several weeks
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ON THE BLOG

LEARNING ABOUT

  • More on Psalm 27 to re-memorize it with the Hide His Word group. It’s not too late to join in–we start November 10.

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  • Why my daughter Morgan will never go hungry, thanks to my son-in-law Fullerdeer

LOOKING FORWARD TO

  • A Thank You dinner for Manna House
  • Kali’s 21st birthday (she’s still with us in spirit)
  • Thanksgiving dinners with family
  • And fall weather, even though fall is my 3rd favorite season (because it means my least favorite is coming up)

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What are you looking forward to in November?  Leave a comment here.

Sharing at The Simple Woman’s Daybook
and What I’m Into at Leigh Kramer

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Don’t look away

We can never make a difference if we don’t first notice.

We are probably deluged with more images of pain than any previous generation; they are beamed into our homes nightly on the evening news.

It is easy to get compassion fatigue and tempting to dismiss these spectacles from our minds, telling ourselves that there is nothing we personally can do and that this misery has nothing to do with us.”
– Karen Armstrong, Twelve Steps to a Compassionate Life

Over chips and salsa at Buena Vista, my sister Sandy and I would listen as Kelly updated us on her friend Diana. We’d listen to the decline in her health, the hopelessness of a cure, the hospital visits and cancer treatments and sad conversations.

And we’d all commit to pray. For Diana. For Kelly.

Until one day, I found out Sandy had now met Diana herself.

And after another lunch, Sandy and Kelly suggested I should, too.

It’s one thing to pray from afar for a stranger dying of cancer.
But it’s another to walk into their living room.

On my first visit, Sandy and Diana were sitting outside on Diana’s porch when I arrived. Diana was alert, talked some, let us pray with her. I was blessed to finally meet her in person, to put a face to the name. And also blessed to meet her caregiver, Mary, a godly woman who was loving Diana hard in body and soul.

On the second visit, things were different. Vastly.

Diana was in bed, in pain, and non-communicative except for groans. I watched as Sandy stroked Diana’s hair, as Mary lifted her for yet another bathroom visit. I prayed silently and aloud for healing, for peace, for something good to show up in this room. And he did. The Lord was present.

But it was hard for me to be present.

Looking suffering eye to eye is overwhelming; hearing pain wail louder and harder is suffocating. After an hour and a half, I’d had enough. With a guilty conscience, I hugged everyone goodbye.

And walked away.

The third visit, things had changed again. Diana was now on heavier medication, and was sleeping soundly. I visited with Mary, Sandy, Kelly, and family who had flown in from Texas.

It was easier to sit with the pain when the pain was quieter.

The fourth and final visit, just a few days later, was seeing Diana in her casket. Her face showed no signs of struggle, her body no longer troubled, her spirit now freed.

In the temporal timeline, my visits to Diana were a tiny blip, hardly recognizable. Three home visits and one funeral home.

But in the eternal timeline, she’s no longer just a name I prayed for. She’s a face impressed in my memory, a soul in my heart, and a living lesson on my jagged journey to learn compassion.

While the noisy suffering in the world makes me want to look away—scares about Ebola, terror from ISIS, wars and poverty and disasters—I need more courage to look at it anyway. Notice it. Recognize it. And respond to it as I’m able.

Even if just one at a time.

Especially one at a time.

Look at one face.
Grasp one hand.
Hold one conversation.

One is enough.

Diana was one. One made a difference in me.

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“We learned that orphans are easier to ignore before you know their names. They are easier to ignore before you see their faces. It is easier to pretend they’re not real before you hold them in your arms. But once you do, everything changes.”
– David Platt, Radical

Have you seen the NFL’s PSA for “NO MORE” looking away from domestic violence? It’s beautiful.

What one person in your path is suffering this week? How can you recognize their pain? Please share in the comments.

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For Step 11 in my Year of Compassion, November’s challenge is RECOGNITION. This month I look forward to meeting James Owens, Auburn University’s first African-American football player (1969), and hearing his story.

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Want to memorize an easy Bible chapter?

Want to memorize a Bible chapter? Try Psalm 27!

It’s only 14 verses, but rich ones. Register this week at Do Not Depart and start memorizing one verse per week next Monday, November 10 (with breaks for Thanksgiving and Christmas). See the full schedule here.

You can download free resources to print, join our Hide His Word Facebook group, and/or sign up for Scripture Typer.

Register here now to get all the details sent to your inbox. You’ll then receive an email reminder every two to three weeks with the next verses and bonus memory tips and links.

There is no pressure, but lots of advantages to memorizing with a group. Give it a try!

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On the blog – October 2014


Can we take grace too far?

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Excerpt from 52 Lies Heard in Church Every Sunday:

“We need to remember that grace involves God expressing His unconditional love and favor toward us, independent of anything we ever do or don’t do. Grace is personified in Jesus.

So to say that you can go too far with grace is like saying that you can go too far with Jesus. It simply isn’t possible.

Consider this: God is infinite in His goodness, holiness, and love.

Can He ‘go too far’ with those? . . .

The reason we don’t grow weary with grace when we really understand it is because we come to see that grace isn’t simply a doctrine. Grace is personified in Jesus Christ, and we can never get over Him!

He is grace.”

– Steve McVey

52 Lies Heard in Church Every Sunday

Book review of 52 Lies Heard in Church Every Sunday

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Thanks for reading through 31 Quotes of Grace this October.

I’m more convinced than ever that we can never go too far with grace because we can never go too far with Jesus!

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Review: “How I Know God Answers Prayer”

“It is true that ‘There is nothing too great for God’s power’; and it is just as true that ‘There is nothing too small for his love!'”
– Rosalind Goforth

These are the types of questions I have about prayer and how God works.

  • If God ends up healing you from a disease, why didn’t he spare you from getting it in the first place?
  • If he saved you from catastrophe this time, why not that one?
  • Is a situation turns out “good” in your own eyes, how do you know it’s good in God’s eyes?

They are also the types of questions I had while reading Rosalind Goforth’s book, How I Know God Answers Prayer.

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She was more confident in her answers than I am in mine (I rarely know the answers). However, I found her faith to be encouraging; don’t mistake my doubt as disparage.

She compiled this short book to document ways she did see God answer prayers (she felt so compelled, that to do otherwise would have been disobedient). I admire that. Through the years I’ve kept records sporadically of how I’ve seen God answer prayer. I wish I’d done it more.

I’m just uncertain at times about what to pin on God and what not to. So by default, I just count all good gifts as from him (James 1:17).

One answer from Goforth is this:

“Perhaps, however, the most blessed element in this asking and getting from God lies in the strengthening of faith which comes when a definite request has been granted. What more helpful and inspiring than a ringing testimony of what God has done?”

Asking a specific request, and seeing it answered that way, could be one evidence (although I’m glad God hasn’t given me everything I’ve asked!).

Rosalind shared several stories where if God had not been involved, someone would have died. She and her husband (and children) were missionaries in China during very difficult years, and faced true persecution. Yet time after time they were rescued to live and preach another day. I thank God with her for his mercies on her family.

“Our strength as a mission and as individuals, during those years so fraught with dangers and difficulties, lay in the fact that we did realize the hopelessness of our task apart from divine aid.”

But I appreciate that she didn’t tell only of the happy rescues. She also shared her times of doubt and resistance.

“The need was truly appalling, and there was no other woman to do it. In my innermost soul I knew the call had come from God, but I would not pay the price. My one plea in refusing to enter that life was the risk to the children. Again and again my husband urged that ‘the safest place’ for myself and the children ‘was the path of duty’; that I could not keep them in our comfortable home at Changte, but ‘God could keep them anywhere.’ Still I refused.”

And of her times of surrender anyway.

“A few hours later, when we were kneeling round her bedside waiting for the end, my eyes seemed suddenly opened to what I had been doing—I had dared to fight against Almighty God. In the moments that followed God revealed himself to me in such love and majesty and glory that I gave myself up to him with unspeakable joy. Then I knew that I had been making an awful mistake, and that I could indeed safely trust my children to him wherever he might lead.”

She also shared times of deep sorrow, such as when she prayed fervently for the healing of her child, but he died anyway.

Although few, at times I felt she placed too heavy a responsibility on our actions for how God answers prayer. I know we aren’t supposed to ask, then sit back and do nothing, but I need God’s help precisely because I can’t get it all together on my own.

“We therefore prayed that God would make the new house a means of reaching the people—a blessing, and not a hindrance. The answer to this prayer, as is often the case, depended largely upon ourselves. We had to be made willing to pay the price that the answer demanded.”

While I couldn’t always relate to her exact struggles (thankfully, because her life was hard!), I could relate to her joy in seeing how God cares even about the details of our lives.

“How to get the sewing done for my family and yet meet the pressing calls made upon me as the wife of a pioneer missionary, for almost thirty years has been perhaps the most difficult and constant problem of my missionary life. In connection with the solving of this problem, I have seen some of the most precious evidences of God’s willingness to undertake in the daily details of life.”

While this book isn’t written as a how-to guide or as a sermon to pray more, after reading it, I was convicted to not grow weary in talking to God about large or small matters, and to trust that he will answer, whether or not I understand how.

“As the past has been reviewed, and God’s wonderful faithfulness recalled, there has come a great sense of regret that I have not trusted God more, and asked more of him, both for my family and the Chinese. Yes, it is truly wonderful! But the wonder is not that God can answer prayer, but that he does, when we so imperfectly meet the conditions clearly laid down in his Word.”

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I read this book along with Carrie’s Classic Book Club 2014 for October. Thanks to Barbara for this pick. If you’d like a list of inspiring Christian biographies, Barbara has a great series here.

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