Things I miss...

• Summers of my long ago childhood where the days seemed endless and I actually got bored (and really didn't care how hot it was)
• Being able to see the numbers on a credit card without having to squint or pull out my reading glasses
• Being at Six Flags with the teens
• Having a dog that could see and run and play
• My girls being 2 and 6 years old and how sweet that time of life was (I'm being reminded of this as I have my brother's two little girls here in the states for a while and they are so fun)
• Having a BFF that I could tell the little stupid day-to-day things I've done or complain to and who actually wants to hear about it
• Being able to remember people's names
• Looking good in a bikini (that was a long, long, time ago... if ever... maybe that's just a fantasy... ha)
• Going along with the above, being able to eat all the Ritz crackers with butter on top that I wanted and not gain any weight (yum!)
• Being able to run without it making everything hurt
• Having the time and energy to run
• My girls needing me more than they do these days - they've grown up so fast!
• Not having to pay the bills
• Short getaway weekends with my husband that didn't require so much planning and jumping through hoops
• Having a pool in my back yard
• When right and wrong seemed so black and white and easy to understand
• Parker's Maple Barn (and all things New England that it represents!)
• Believe it or not, time to read (now that I don't have it, I want it - ha)

Anyways, this is not exhaustive, but it gets out some things that for some reason got floating around in my head today.  Sorry for the melancholy nature of such a list, but it reflects my mood at the moment.  Maybe my next post should be "Things I'm thankful for..." to balance it out...  but hey, these are all things I've been thankful for at some time and am just missing now!  :-)

A night in July...

So tonight I was at church singing some of the songs that I love to sing and looking around at the faces of people that have been my friends for years.  

Announcements were read, prayers were said, and then the elders went up front to speak. 

Apologies were made for decisions made in haste...  and then the presentation began.  I'm sure that many around me heard words like unity, peace, liberty, love, freedom.

I wish I could have heard those words in what was said. 

But I heard... authority, submission, feminism, gender roles, headship, law, limits, constraints.

Sigh.

And my heart is broken.   :( 

From the mouths of babes...

Last night I was fortunate to get to attend the wedding of Mike and Danette Sigler.  It was a beautiful ceremony held outside just as the sun was going down on the grounds of a beautiful farm just down the road from where I live.    Fortunately, the rain held off just long enough for Mike to get to kiss his bride, and then it couldn't hold back any longer. 

But there was this moment that I wanted to remember that really didn't have that much to do with the wedding itself, but it was just one of those things that totally grabbed my attention and spoke to me in a really neat way.  Clyde Jones was 'officiating' and I believe this happened right after the exchange of rings....  he stopped to say a prayer.  Well, just as he began to pray, this precious little baby girl a couple of rows in front of me, who was the cutest thing and was as happy as could be, started saying, "Dadadadadadada......."   I heard her and looked up and had this sudden thought that it was so ironic to hear her babbling "da..da.." as Clyde was praying to our Father in heaven.      For everyone around her, maybe it just sounded like babytalk gibberish  --- but to her daddy, that is the sweetest sound in the world.   It made me wonder if sometimes that is exactly what God hears when we pray to Him.   And even when we are struggling and trying to get the 'right' words out in prayer, to Him, it is the most beautiful sound in the world...

Going a little farther, he fell to the ground and prayed that if possible the hour might pass from him.  “Abba, Father,” he said, “everything is possible for you. Take this cup from me. Yet not what I will, but what you will.” (Jesus speaking in Mark 14:36)

And because we are his children, God has sent the Spirit of his Son into our hearts, prompting us to call out, “Abba, Father."  (Paul speaking in Galatians 4:6)

Last weekend I was able to attend the Summer Celebration at Lipscomb.  I've been wanting to go for the past few years, but family vacations have always seemed to fall around this time of year and I haven't been able to do it.  But everything worked out this year and I was able to get away and go with Jeff, Lisa and Jenna.  So before I forget everything that I got out of that couple of days, I thought I'd record a few highlights:

Best times of singing, praise and worship:
Late Monday night with the praise team from the Hillsboro Church
Late Sunday night with the praise team from Otter Creek Church
A special treat singing "It Is Well With My Soul" led by Michael W. Smith  (more on that later)
And it's hard not to be encouraged by Keith Lancaster's spirited leading of even some of our oldest hymns  :)

Most encouraging class:
A Missional Experiment: The Journey of the Ethos Church --- We got a chance to hear how the church got started and various stories of faith that have encouraged them over the past 3 years. The most uplifting thing to me was that everything they shared centered around the very simple idea that 'Jesus changes everything.' They spoke very little about their 'church' but said a whole lot about what Jesus was doing among them... maybe that explains why their 'experiment' has been so overwhelmingly successful at drawing people to Jesus.

Funny moments along the way:
The 'scary toilet' in our shared bathroom
Thinking that we had found a quiet spot to each lunch outside only to be serenaded by a lawnmower and weed eaters
Going to Joe Beam's class "The Art of Love" with Jeff  (no, that wasn't awkward at all - ha)
Getting lost trying to find Mafioza's, then finally finding it, parking in the wrong parking lot, only to find that it was closed anyway... 
The look on Jeff's face as he tried to figure out something that he could eat at Fido's
Sitting in a class at the Shamblin Theater wrapped head to toe in my sleeping bag because I swear it was, like, 20 degrees in that room all weekend

Most unexpected thing that I really liked:
A class called "Come to the Quiet:  Creation" that I had not planned on going to, but ended up in because Patrick Mead was not able to make it to speak this year because of the fires in Colorado (which I was so disappointed about because I just LOVE him!)  ....anyways.... this class ended up being a time of guided, responsive reading of scripture and prayers with a few hymns sprinkled in.  It ended up being very refreshing, contemplative and moving.    Something I needed and didn't even know...  :)

A highlight for me:

Rhonda Lowery (the wife of Randy Lowery, president of Lipscomb) hosts 'conversations' with people every year at this event.  One of her guests this time was Michael W. Smith - one of my heros.  :)    I just love his music and what he has meant as a pioneer to Christian contemporary music.   I loved getting to hear his story, a little about his career, and a lot about what his passion (besides music) is now - the Rocketown ministry in downtown Nashville.  I was not aware until then that he had started that and it was neat to hear about what that ministry is doing for kids in that area.   Just one more example of creative ways to reach out with the heart and love of Jesus through community to those who may not find their way in to 'church' in any other way.   (example... they have 'Skater Church' on Tuesday nights where all the kids that come there to use the indoor skate park can get in for free that night and they have a devotional for them - pretty cool.)

At the very end of the interview with Michael W. Smith, Rhonda Lowery asked him to play a hym for us...  he smiled and said, "Oh, I know just what to play...  but I want you all to sing for me with your 3 part harmony."  (It's 4 part, but who's counting - ha)  So he sat down at the piano and began to play "It Is Well With My Soul" and we all started to sing.  Then everyone in the auditorium began to stand up and we sang along as he played - it was beautiful.  As he started into the 2nd verse, he stopped playing and just stood up and walked around in front of the piano to stand and listen to us sing the rest of the song... and it was just the neatest moment - to see how much he was enjoying our singing and how awesome it sounded.   It's hard to describe, but it was just an inspiring moment.

I know there was a lot more, but that is what is coming to mind now.   It was great getting away for a couple of days and just having time to be immersed in lessons and conversation about Jesus and enjoying times of singing and worship of all kinds.  It was also a lot of fun to be a part of how the Burgesses do these kinds of things as a family.  It was fun to go off to different classes and then all get together at meals and the end of the day to share what we learned...  and I loved that Jenna was the one that insisted at the end of the day (even when everybody was tired) that we get together and share from the day.  That's awesome. :)  

(Speaking of Jenna - just wanted to give her credit for the photos - I stole them from her!!)