on entering into a story.
i want to enter into some stories here.
i do. i am hungry for it.
i hope soon will be the right time.
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12.27.2011
11.25.2011
imperfect but not.
Sometimes you (read: me) want a horribly cropped and shaky video to capture the imperfect but treasured moments of life. #thanksgivingisthanksliving
11.10.2011
what is this story.
when you know His love is for us all. and when you know you are the one to be His love.
i talked to her on the phone again yesterday.
her, the one who carried me under her heart. she speaks kind words.
we laugh.
i don't know her. i don't know who she is and who she is not. i know facts, dates, marriages, children. but, i don't know her. i've heard her stories, the hard ones about pain and struggle. my heart breaks. i shake my head and don't know what to say. i start running, i pound the ground with my feet. i don't understand.
what is this story.
who am i in it.
when you know His love is for us all. and when you know you are the one to be His love.
so many women i've prayed with, i cried with, and tried to serve.
none of them the woman who grew me in her body. and here i find myself, a heart that does not want to open because i am afraid. in spotted glimpses i think of her. it's not me, it's God who brings her to my mind. i run, i pound the ground because i do not understand.
what is this story going to be.
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11.07.2011
ourselves.
the six of us, five of us paying attention, one of us acting like a toddler, all of us sat together in the living room tonight. it was time for another come to Jesus meeting. it's the one when we each admit to defending our own importance in the family. in the last weeks we have each in our own way fought for ourselves against each other.
fighting over a certain seat in the van. fighting about who was in the wrong. fighting about whose turn it was to do the dishes. fighting about music being too loud. fighting about children being too wild. fighting about who bounced the ball and woke up the toddler.
fighting about ourselves.
fighting for ourselves.
i sat there on the couch talking about Jesus, about how we will choose to love each other, and how we will strive to love each other like Jesus. to serve as a reminder, Carly and Ronel would serve each other daily. Carly will make Ronel's bed each morning, she will ask him what he will like for breakfast and make it for him, and then she will clean his dish. Ronel will do the same for Carly. Colt will take the role of leader and serve the both of them as well as hold some responsibility for the attitude of his siblings.
then it was my turn to to admit to living and defending my importance in our family. it is my turn to remember that my posture should be a posture of service and love to these ones. too many days i remind everyone of all the work i've done in that day. i take photos of the laundry i do and post them online. i am easily frustrated when i pick up the same shoes over and over. i give a mean look and become freakishly disappointed when one of my things are borrowed and then broken. if the toddler doesn't nap just right i allow feelings of anger to rise and destroy my mood and certainly his.
the kids are in bed now. i am still thinking about all of this. what would my life be like if i really lived my days not defending myself. what if i really lived with a posture of service to not only my people but also everyday people i meet. what if i really loved others more than myself. no really, what if...
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11.02.2011
hello, my name is Debra.
i started potty training Jude today.
enough said.
#ineedasisterwifethatisnotasisterwife
#hedidlookadorableinbatmanunderwear
#youaremysupportgroup
clearly, i twitter, and have a hashtag obsession.
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11.01.2011
orphan Sunday.
orphan care. i have seen this very topic divide people, scare people, and humble people. how and when and what can we do to care for orphans. this Sunday is what is known as Orphan Sunday. it is a chance to share what you know, or sit and listen and learn.
i want to encourage you to take a seat at the Orphan's Table. the idea is to make a simple meal like oatmeal and while sharing dinner with family or friends, talk, really talk. ask questions. Orphan Sunday has a great resource called Orphan Sunday Prayer and Discussion Guide. talk about what scares you, talk about what makes you mad, talk about what you can learn, talk about what you can do.
then decide to take part in the Live Webcast Event on Sunday night. with your same talking group watch, take part, share, learn. it is going to be a great event. if you want to take part in the Live from Kansas webcast know it is free BUT you have to register before. like go now and register.
we started talking about orphan care with a very young Carly and Colt. i vividly remember their early elementary faces learning about children in our neighborhood and also in far away places who are without parents. we were ready as a family to be action for orphans because of their young awareness. it was not something we told them be about but, we shared stories, we shared truth and they became about orphan care.
if you happen to live in the Houston area, i would love for you to come to Bayou City Fellowship this Sunday, Orphan Sunday. our church has created a walk through of art stations with a lot of information to simply bring awareness. it is something you will want to see, so come if you are close.
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10.31.2011
halloween 2011
i hope to never forget hearing my favorite heavy weight champion and twenty two month old say twik-oh-twee and tank eww. it was so cute.
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