Monday, May 20, 2013

True L-O-V-E

Okay, I'll admit it. Sometimes I get worldly songs stuck in my head. Who doesn't? You go to the ice skating rink, ride in the car with someone, or walk around in the grocery store for a while and boom, the song's in your head.
When I was little, the movie Parent Trap was the favorite amongst friends and family. We watched it regularly, often acted out the parts of the characters, or played tricks on April fools that may have mildly represented what we saw on television. (Kids, don't try this at home.)
Unfortunately, Parent Trap seems to have "scarred me for life." We fast-forwarded the opening of the movie, I assure you (what pair of child eyes wants to see people kissing anyway?), but somehow I still seem to get Nat King Cole's song, L-O-V-E stuck in my head.
But as I was trying to get it out of my head the other afternoon, my thoughts started rolling. I began dissecting each verse. According to the song, love.... is the way you at someone. Love.... is for being the singular most important part of someone's life. for someone extraordinary. Love.... is for someone you adore above all else. But we're all sinful. No one can hold and keep to each one of those qualities without failing at some point. L-O-V-E is not true love at all. The only one who can love that way and grant the ability to love that way is Jesus. 

Thus, a new version of L-O-V-E was born.

Next time you hear Nat King Cole's famous love song, transform the verses. Think about how God love you...and how you want to love Him back.


Saturday, April 13, 2013

Let us lift this lovely family up in our prayers.

Friday, March 29, 2013

I saw One hanging on a tree, in agony and blood;
He fixed His languid eyes on me, as near His cross I stood.

Sure, never, till my latest breath, can I forget that look;
It seemed to charge me with His death, tho' not a word He spoke.

My conscience felt and owned the guilt, and plunged me in despair; 
I saw my sins His blood had spilt and helped to nail Him there.

Alas! I knew not what I did, -- But now my tears are vain:
Where shall my trembling soul be hid? For I the Lord have slain.

A second look He gave, which said, "I freely all forgive:
This blood is for thy ransom paid, I died that thou may'st live."

Oh, can it be, upon a tree the Savior died for me? 
My soul is thrilled, my heart is filled, to think He died for me! 

The Look by Sovereign Grace Music on Grooveshark

Saturday, March 9, 2013


"My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here,
My heart's in the Highlands, a-chasing the deer;
Chasing the wild-deer, and following the roe,
My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go.

Farewell to the Highlands, farewell to the North,
The birth-place of Valour, the country of Worth ;
Wherever I wander, wherever I rove,
The hills of the Highlands for ever I love.

Farewell to the mountains, high-cover'd with snow,
Farewell to the straths and green vallies below;
Farewell to the forests and wild-hanging woods,
Farewell to the torrents and loud-pouring floods.

My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here,
My heart's in the Highlands, a-chasing the deer;
Chasing the wild-deer, and following the roe,
My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go."

This poem was originally penned by Robert Burns about the Scottish highlands. I don't know about you, but personally, I don't identify well with the Scottish Highlands. Maybe we could apply this to a different kind of "Highland" in our lives. What would happen if we kept our hearts in the "Highland" of God's kingdom?

Monday, January 28, 2013

Oh the Stories You Could Tell....

"In 1857, a day or two before preaching at the Crystal Palace, I went to decide where the platform should be fixed; and, in order to test the acoustic properties of the building, cried in a loud voice, "Behold the Lamb of God, which taketh away the sin of the world." In one of the galleries, a workman, who knew nothing of what was being done, heard the words, and they came like a message from heaven to his soul. He was smitten with conviction on account of sin, put down his tools, went home, and there, after a season of spiritual struggling, found peace and life by beholding the Lamb of God. Years after, he told this story to one who visited him on his death-bed." -Charles Haddon Spurgeon

Monday, January 14, 2013

What a busy few months its been! Wow. School work starting up, celebrating the birth of our savior and a new year, and some pretty intense book-writing. Wait, book writing?

Let me explain.....

This year, Piper, Ella and I participated in a popular event called NaNoWriMo. NaNo is an online program that challenges individuals of all ages to write a 50,000 word book in the 30 days of November. If you successfully complete 50,000 words in 30 days, you're dubbed a NaNoWriMo "Winner." Fun, right?

We filled this November with excitement, peanut M&M's, fuzzy socks, candles, word sprints, encouragement, viking hats, and an overall wonderful time. Not to mention a successful 50,000+ words and winners badges for all three of us!

(.....And you wonder why our blog posts have been lacking. *wink*)

NaNo is a one of a kind experience, and if you're an aspiring author (or pulling your hair out trying to finish that novel you started back in 2007), we urge you to attempt NaNo with us next year! Until then, you may come back in a few weeks to find a few excerpts from our books. But that's still a working progress. For the time being, I have a few things I'd like to share with you. A quote, a verse and a song. (does that sound repetitive to anyone else?)

The quote is something pretty special. 57 years ago on January 8th, 1956, Jim Eliot and his four companions were martyred for the sake of our Lord Jesus Christ. The quote below really stabs my heart. Jim Eliot wasn't just one of those smart people who could put words together in a way that pleased the ears of onlookers. He lived out exactly what he said.

The verse is also something very special. It comes from the Word of God and speaks of beautiful things. It is (for now) my favorite passage of scripture. (That is, until God reveals something else totally wonderful to me, and I have to debate myself. Scrap all that, the whole book is wonderful!) As for the song, enjoy it! We shall soon be back with some challenges, surprises (both for you and for us!) and book excerpts. :)

Have a fantastically wonderful day full of the Lord's blessings!


"He is no fool who gives what he cannot keep to gain that which he cannot lose." - Jim Eliot

"'Truly, truly I say to you, he who does not enter by the door into the fold of the sheep, but climbs up some other way, he is a thief and a robber. But he who enters by the door is a shepherd of the sheep.To him the doorkeeper opens, and the sheep hear his voice, and he calls his own sheep by name and leads them out.When he puts forth all his own, he goes ahead of them, and the sheep follow him because they know his voice. A stranger they simply will not follow, but will flee from him, because they do not know the voice of strangers.'
This figure of speech Jesus spoke to them, but they did not understand what those things were which He had been saying to them.So Jesus said to them again, 'Truly, truly I say to you, I am the door of the sheep. All who came before Me are thieves and robbers, but the sheep did not hear them. I am the door; if anyone enters through Me, he will be saved, and will go in and out and find pasture. The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I came that they may have life and have it abundantly.
I am the good shepherd; the good shepherd lays down His life for the sheep. He who is a hired hand, and not a shepherd, who is not the owner of the sheep, sees a wolf coming and leaves the sheep and flees, and the wolf snatches them and scatters them. He flees because he is a hired hand and is not concerned about the sheep. I am the good shepherd, and I know My own and My own know Me, even as the Father knows Me and I know the Father; and I lay down My life for the sheep.
I have other sheep, which are not of this fold; I must bring them also, and they will hear My voice; and they will become one flock with one shepherd. For this reason the Father loves Me, because I lay down My life so that I may take it again. No one has taken it away from Me, but I lay it down on My own initiative. I have authority to lay it down, and I have authority to take it up again. This commandment I received from my Father."

John 10:1-18 (NASB)