Wednesday, July 13, 2011

07/13/2011 - the lessons in listening...

I headed out this morning searching for a sanctuary from all the noise.  I am used to the solitude of living alone and in the country so the hustle and bustle of a large city and spending my days in a group setting is at times challenging for me.  And challenges I am learning, are part of growth and understanding that will help me to build my ministry.

I wandered the streets surrounding our campus looking for a quiet place.  I found it a few blocks away as I wandered through a gate and down the path of what was once a river that has since disappeared.  It is called "Philosopher's Walk", remenicent of times gone by when others waled this path seeking solitude and a place to think.  The walk is surrounded by buildings I have no idea how old they are but the stones are blackened by time in places.

I spied an entrance to a courtyard and crossed over.  What a beautiful, peaceful place.  Students were gathered in small groups softl talking in the early morning.  The square was surrounded by bushes of snowball with benches placed around the grass woven by concrete paths of a lybranth. 

As I found my bench I realized God had provided me with the voices of these young people, so full of hopes and dreams, to remind me of the endless possibilities before us.  Voices filled with accents from different places and cultures to remind me we are all different, but united in God.

As I sat gathering my thoughts and finding my peace I spied a sparrow taking a worm from the ground beneath a large old tree and gently flying to feed the babies in the nest.  I was reminded of Psalm 84:3
Even the sparrow has found a home, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may have her young— a place near your altar, LORD Almighty, my King and my God.


I was reminded that God has a place for me as well and that place is the peace I found last night in finally catching my "red balloon".  I will always have my home near my family and friends.  I will always have my home in the churches that sustain methrough the love, friendship and prayers of my church family.  But, for now, my nest will be near God's alter in South Sudan.

My reading today was Isaiah 65:17-25

New Heavens and a New Earth
17 “See, I will create
new heavens and a new earth.
The former things will not be remembered,
nor will they come to mind.
18 But be glad and rejoice forever
in what I will create,
for I will create Jerusalem to be a delight
and its people a joy.
19 I will rejoice over Jerusalem
and take delight in my people;
the sound of weeping and of crying
will be heard in it no more.
20 “Never again will there be in it
an infant who lives but a few days,
or an old man who does not live out his years;
the one who dies at a hundred
will be thought a mere child;
the one who fails to reach[a] a hundred
will be considered accursed.
21 They will build houses and dwell in them;
they will plant vineyards and eat their fruit.
22 No longer will they build houses and others live in them,
or plant and others eat.
For as the days of a tree,
so will be the days of my people;
my chosen ones will long enjoy
the work of their hands.
23 They will not labor in vain,
nor will they bear children doomed to misfortune;
for they will be a people blessed by the LORD,
they and their descendants with them.
24 Before they call I will answer;
while they are still speaking I will hear.
25 The wolf and the lamb will feed together,
and the lion will eat straw like the ox,
and dust will be the serpent’s food.
They will neither harm nor destroy
on all my holy mountain,”
says the LORD.


I've read these words before and they didn't really have much meaning for me.  Today they took on a whole new life.  I think this passage is especially fitting in this time in South Sudan's history.  God is calling me to be His messanger; to walk with them as they begin to build, not just roads and infrastructure, but new lives as well.

It challenges me to be a part of something new. It pushes me to the limits of my faith and my ability and I know that going in.  It makes me uncomfortable, but I watch the sparrow feeding her babies and giving them what they need and I know God will provide what I need as well.

That is the promise of God. No where in His promise does He way it will be easy, that it won't be full of challenges, set backs or failures.  But God does promise a new creation ending in peace and God keeps his promises...

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

07/03/11 - The adventures of Bumbling Bumbilina - Part 2!

Be careful what you wish for....My phone is missing!  Not in my room, not in lost and found.  Just no where to be found.  I am quite certain that Bumbling Bumbilina pulled it out to check the time and dropped it somewhere and it probably ended up in the laundry somewhere. 

No amount of searching the room, the hotel, the luggage I retrieved from the poor bell boy - not once - but twice and unloaded in the only place I could - the hotel lobby turned up my phone.  Gone!

And so is the time to search for it.  It is time for the closing worship service and our commissioning service.  I am very excited!  I am also very grateful that I double check the time for my flight.  Worship began at 4:00, my flight leaves at 6:30!!

We rushed around and made arrangements and it is all worked out.  I made it through the service, without falling off the stage.  I was worried since I was the one leading the whole group out and had to stand on the edge of the stage.  Pretty scary for Bumbling Bumbilina.

But all went well - I din't fall off the stage - it was a beautiful commissioning service and I had an escort waiting for me as I came down from the stage.  She rushed me to the back of the gathering, out the door, flying through the hall, racing down the escalator to a skidding hault at the bell stand just long enough to grab my bags and run out the door to the waiting car!  Whew!  It was a race across town to the airport and we arrived with 45 minutes to spare - just long enough to check my bags and get them on the plane to Atlanta.

Stay tuned...there's more adventures of Bumbling Bumbilina to come...

06/30/2011 On My Way - Or - The adventures of Bumbling Bumbilina



WOW!  This is really happening!  I am on a plane to Charlotte, North Carolina and then on to Indianapolis and Big Tent!  The biginning of my training!   I think I finally caught my breath.  When I did - it hit me - this is real.  I am really going to training.  I am really going to South Sudan.  I am really going to be a mission co-worker!  And, now, I can breath - at least for as long as it takes for this plane to get from Charlotte to Indianapolis.

I watch women glide through the airport with the greatest of ease.  They're slim, they're trim, they're fit; and the epitome of grace with purses and bags carefully balanced on their shoulders.  Their carryon bag gliding perfectly behind them.  They would never, ever, consider twisting or turning over or generally flopping behind them.  No, these women are perfect even at 6:30 in the morning!

Perfect hair.  Perfect nails.  Perfect make up.  gracefully gliding through airports with the greatest of ease...

And, then, there is me - Bumbling Bumbilina!  Here I come.  Stumbling along.  Back pack on one shoulder, laptop bag falling off the other.  And you would think that 40 pounds of suitcase could stand up and ride on its own two wheels without flopping all over the place!

At last  - I am on the plane and we are on our way!  I can't wait to see what this new adventure holds for me....

06/29/2011 - The High, The Low, The Happy Toes

06.29.11

The High! 

What  a rush around to get up and finished packing and get the house finished before the realator gets here at 9 AM.  It's great!  The papers are all signed, the house is on the market, or will be in the afternoon, and even better, she thinks she can get what I need for it, even with all the work that needs to be done.  God is Good!!

The Low!!

No can do.  I wasted all that time getting ready for the realator and signing all those papers and she called back.  She can't list the house.  She doesn't think she can sell it for what I owe with all the work that needs to be done.  Can't even rent it with the roof and siding in the shape they are in - too much liability.  Bummer!!  God is still good.  I am sure he has a better plan. I am just having a hard time seeing it right now.

The Happy Toes!!

What's a girl supposed to do when the rug has been pulled out from under them?  Call Annie of course!  She is the rock star when you need your spirits lifted.  And what a rock star day we had.  A sympathetic shoulder to lean on, an awesome "grown up" lunch at a real restraunt, with adult conversation and no music blaring from the kitchen so loud you can't hear yourself think.  And I didn't even have to wait on myself. 

It's amazing what a good meal and good friend can do for your spirits.  We even splurged on a real "girl" day and went and had our toes done.  AHHHH!  30 minutes of blissful relaxation...and Happy Toes!!