Tuesday, January 29, 2008

The Crosses We Bear

My gramma sent these images to me in an email marked "PROFOUND." It made me think about what things I ask the Lord for that are not in His perfect will for my life, not in my best interest. And then act on those requests without hearing back from Him. Check these out and share your thoughts...









Then Jesus, looking at you, loves you and says...
"...Come, take up the cross, and follow Me.”
Mark 10:21
(my emphasis, my application)

Oh, Jesus, give me a heart that is satisfied to do Your will and to know that I do not carry my burdens without being yoked up to You. I want my cross (Yours really) to stretch across the fault lines in any life circumstance. You know my path and what dips and valleys and mountaintops await as I journey toward Your promises. Thank you for being my hiking companion.

Is He yours?


Sunday, January 20, 2008

TLC: Jesus Style


So we had this really cool experience. It started when one of the families in our fellowship called and said they wanted to make our home their headquarters for a Saturday. They told me that Bryan and I needed to make arrangements for some alone time and be out of the house for six hours.

This family is a family of six -- big kids and little kids and one itty bitty kid. They'd been praying for awhile about stepping outside the threshold of their home to share their giftings. And we were the family the Lord placed on their hearts.

This was more than just a casual "free" babysitting day for Bryan and me, this was more about them and what they were offering to Jesus through service. Each of the family members used their gift in our home that day.

The wife loves to clean and decorate. That was her gift.
The husband loves to cook. Being chef was his gift.
The kids each decided on their own what their offering would be.
One loves playing. One loves reading. One loves coloring.

As the wife is describing to me what God's "Plan A" is (which is for them to do this for us in our home, now or at a later date), I am amazed. I am humbled. I am blown away, really. It made me think that I'd wished I'd thought of it myself to do for another family! But that's how the Lord works -- He always always always has the best ideas. He's always at work, all He needs are willing hands and feet. And Plan A involved our family, but yet if we weren't willing to let them "give" in this way, God would provide another Plan A -- a different family.

Thankfully, I was caught up a bit more than usual on housework, so I was willing to let this family come in and see the underbelly of my home. It's a humbling thing to let someone clean the soap scum out of your shower!

But I knew that this was one of the ways the Lord was filling my "prescription" from December's OB appointment.

Jesus is creative in His provision and this is far more personal than a regular ol' housekeeper stopping by for a couple hours to spruce up. And don't think that I didn't give the wife an earful of disclaimers about what to ignore (carpet spills) and what to forgive (probability of flies in window sills) and even what to enjoy (playing Trading Spaces while she's here) because it was a list a mile long.

How would you do with someone coming into your home and spending several hours there deep cleaning? Would you allow yourself to be vulnerable like that? One of the priorities we wives have is managing and caring for the home. What would your thoughts be? "Oh, my house has never been as clean as hers." "She'll be completely grossed out by my bathrooms and will faint from the 3 gallons of Tilex it'll take to make it sparkle." "My house isn't 'done' yet, there's so many projects and so much clutter." "She'll wonder 'What was she thinking when she hung that there?'" Aaaaaaggghhhh!

So rather than let my silly insecurities outweigh the benefits of coming home to a clean house after a relaxing day with my husband, I had to realize that having this family in this house doing what they love doing, really had less to do with me and my list of overdue household chores not being done by the time they got here and more to do with the experience Jesus was providing for THEIR family.


How could I refuse a gift like this? We've all heard that it's more of a blessing to give than to receive. There's such satisfaction in wrapping up that gift that we've searched all over the web for and know that it is absolutely something your child will enjoy over and over again. The joy is in giving that gift and watching your child open it and dance around excitedly and set to work playing with it as soon as all the packaging has been removed. Imagine the joy of the Lord as His kids share with His other kids the gifts He Himself hand-selected!


So for this family it was about the giving. It was about the giftings and talents and loves that Jesus placed within them and sharing them with someone else. In doing that, they were giving them back to the Lord. Their giving had nothing to do with writing out a check to help a charity and everything to do with obeying the prompting of the Spirit to give their time and bless others in the ways they bless each other inside the four walls of their home.

Bryan and I spent the day watching the Packers game and did a little window shopping -- I even took a 2 hour nap (which is always a treat). It was restful and quiet and just easy. It was nice to have a break from the daily routine. Even when we're all home together, there's a lot of getting up to deliver on requests made by the children. Socks need to find their mates, towels need folded, the floor needs swept a minimum of five times a day, bottoms need wiped, toys need found before one can fall asleep at naptime, tummies need filled, thirsty throats needs quenched. And for Bryan and I to just be able to sit and watch a whole game without getting off the couch was a huge treat!

When we walked through our front door at 6:30 that night... it was like watching the door swing open on Extreme Makeover Home Edition! Candles lit, fresh vacuum lines in the carpet, wall decor hung, Mommy's pretties rearranged creatively, a feast waiting on the table! Wow! And how?! The family quickly put the finishing touches on dinner and swept up their kids and made a quick departure so we could enjoy the reunion with our babes and tour our home that was cared for so tenderly that day.

My bedroom and bath are so often what I leave at the bottom of the to-do list, since it's not one of the main living areas. And we opened our bedroom door and walked into a... sanctuary, a restful retreat and a bed with my new linens (that have been waiting for their debut) and a bathroom so sparkly. It was like a Luxury Suite!

I could list everything that was done, every space that was blessed, every thoughtful task I know that was done with love. But I won't. Jesus is in the details... He shows up in unexpected but practical ways and it was like that in our home. Our kids were so blessed by all the one-on-one time with the "big kids" and keeps asking to see them again. And the dinner was perfection... we had the privilege of selecting from the "Spiritual Banquet" menu that the Chef customized just for us (so awesome). We dined on Caesar Salad, Chicken Parmesan (the best ever that my Chicken Parm connoiseur husband has EVER eaten), Steamed Broccoli, Sparkling Guava, and two mountainous pieces of Choclate Thunder Cake. All six of us (yes, that includes even the Trenkle in the Tummy) devoured every bite.

Oh, it was so fun. This was such a cool way for the Lord to show up and provide for us. Our budget doesn't yet allow for a housekeeper to come in twice weekly or for us to have a babysitter once a week or to take our family out to a Five-Star restaurant. But see how God's accounting works differently? He's more concerned about our hearts and our willingness to step out in faith than He is concerned about the balance in our pocketbooks.

And as much as we were blessed (indescribably and exponentially), I know that this family is reaping the fruits of their labor of love. All because they were willing to give of themselves and spend a day together, six people, working as one to bring glory to The One who deserves all the praise for such an awesome experience.

It was like Extreme Makeover Home Edition: Jesus Style. He cared for our home and children through the hands and feet of this family. And He cared for our hearts in which He makes His home.

May He ALWAYS be welcome across the threshold of the heart! Sometimes it just takes a little bit of vulnerability and a little bit of humility and a willingness to be... made-over.

And the King will answer and say to them, ‘Assuredly, I say to you, inasmuch as you did it to one of the least of these My brethren, you did it to Me.’
Matthew 25:40


What is your offering? What gifts has God placed within you to share with others? Is your heart a Home for the Lord?

Thursday, January 10, 2008

Praying in Faith

Last night I had an incredible horrible headache. It was a really long day yesterday. We hit the library for storytime (but it was cancelled) and got McDonald's for lunch, remembered to call the pediatrician's office to see what time Kev's appointment for Friday (not Friday, "it's today at 2:30" said the nice voice on the other end of the phone), so then we laid down to try to sleep for 90 minutes so mommy and children could handle an afternoon at the doctor and possibly a couple errands. NOT SO MUCH. The kids, not one of them closed their little eyes for somr R&R.

So I got 'em up, ran Kev through the bath and we were 20 minutes early (for once) to the doctor. But the kids were on the edge of the melting-point. So, now running to Wal-Mart (to buy the dominoes that so fascinated the kids at the library that morning) was OUT of the question. We came home, I fixed ANOTHER "wunch" and laid the kids down. Only to find that my throbbing head was going to keep me awake. The kids slept for 20 minutes (tops) and then everyone was crying.

Crying, crying, crying!

We were all inconsolable. Dad was filling in for the youth pastor at youth group, so he would be home late. Then I hear screams from the boys room. Not the crying out in sorrow screams that they'd been crying, but outright fearful crying. And then Bryson comes sprinting into my room scared to death. Panic! Kevan's crying, too, goes up a notch and I realize when I walk in their room that the light fixture has fallen out of the ceiling and is dangling by its electrical wires. I breathe a sigh of relief, since it did not come crashing down on one of their heads and assure myself that this is a "monster" that I can handle, not fix, but at least deal with its presence.

I fixed another "wunch" for dinner and then we holed up in Kennady's room, since it did not have any strange dangling monsters. The kids followed me wherever I went, they were so freaked out they wouldn't leave my side. Please come home, soon, Daddy! Mommy's going to fall apart!!!

Just before Bryan got home, the kids and I were getting "cozy" on the floor with their pillows and blankets. And they noticed I was crying.

"You sad, Mommy?"
"Yes, Mommy's head hurts. It makes me feel sad. Would you pray with me?" And hold out my hands as I'm laying on my side with my own "bwankie and pillows."

Bryson reaches for my right and Kennady climbs over top of me to hold my hand and caress my forehead.

I start praying, "Dear Jesus, Mommy's head hurts really bad. You are the Great Physician, You are the best Doctor, would you heal my head and make me feel all better..."

And as I'm talking to Jesus, Kennady is whispering beside me, "Yes, Jesus, yes Jesus, make Mommy all better." And then quietly sings, "Come, Lord Jesus, come. Come, Lord Jesus, come..."

As I open my eyes to peek at her, marveling at the gift she's just given me by what I've heard, she adds: "And pwease bring me a Belle horsey, in Jesus name."

I smile so big and forget my headache for a moment. "AMEN!" That's my girl!

Thank you, Jesus, for the prayers of my babies -- that they'll lay hands on me and ask for what we know is in your power to give! Increase their faith and oh! May they always walk in Your love.

Monday, January 07, 2008

Timothy Moms


Sheila over at Timothy Moms is a friend of mine (who is madly in love with Jesus). She is blogging about teaching her kids God's word and I love reading her thoughts and seeing her plans and i love watching her live out her commitment to the high calling of being a mama.

She's looking for some comrades (or "comradettes") to join her in that calling -- let's do it! We mamas have to stick together and support one another in the privilege of mothering. I love her ideas, but I bet you have some, too... Click over and give it a read, you won't leave her page without being edified and inspired!

Bible Time

“Hear, O Israel: The LORD our God, the LORD is one! You shall love the LORD your God with all your heart, with all your soul, and with all your strength.And these words which I command you today shall be in your heart. You shall teach them diligently to your children, and shall talk of them when you sit in your house, when you walk by the way, when you lie down, and when you rise up." Deuteronomy 6:4-7


This is the Bible we've decided to use this year in our teaching of Scripture to our kiddos. The Day by Day Kid's Bible is put together in chronological order and is divided into daily readings. It's written for 7-10 year olds to read independently, but is excellent for listeners that are 3 or 4 years-old. The language is so kid friendly that my babes have been able jump right into the story with all their curious questions. Click here to learn more about it, download sample pages & view a 4-minute clip explaining the mission and vision of this awesome resource.

We have taught Sunday School for 3 & 4 year olds and have some other faves...

Read With Me Bible NIrV was our first children's Bible purchase ever (long before any Trenkle tippy toes) and our Sunday School kids loved it. So, of course, it's the Bible we have given each of our children.



See With Me Bible: The Bible Told in Pictures is an illustration-only Bible and the pictures are so vivid and detailed. It's the pictures that tell the story in this awesome Bible. My babes love it!



We also own the Kids' Quest Study Bible NIrV and have used this as a springboard for retelling Bible stories to our kids. This is different from the "Day by Day Kid's Bible" because it is the Bible in its entirety from Genesis 1 - Revelation 22, whereas the Day by Day Bible is chronological and does not include every verse of Scripture. (The Day by Day Bible bridges the gap between Bible storybooks and full-text Bibles.)






Sunday, January 06, 2008

Mighty Arms & Trenkle Toes

From Kids' Christm...

Each time I've been pregnant, I've been privileged to be pregnant at Christmas time and so even baby gets her (yes, I said, "her", just un-confirmed) own stocking!

This is Mary's song of praise as she rejoiced over her own pregnancy:

“Oh, how my soul praises the Lord.
How my spirit rejoices in God my Savior!
For he took notice of his lowly servant girl,
and from now on all generations will call me blessed.
For the Mighty One is holy,
and he has done great things for me.
He shows mercy from generation to generation
to all who fear him.
His mighty arm has done tremendous things!
He has scattered the proud and haughty ones.
He has brought down princes from their thrones
and exalted the humble.
He has filled the hungry with good things
and sent the rich away with empty hands.
He has helped his servant Israel
and remembered to be merciful.
For he made this promise to our ancestors,
to Abraham and his children forever.”
Luke 1:46-55

Mary's song is one I can sing, too.
Mary's Mighty One is mine, too.

God's mighty arm became human flesh within her and it's His arm that was outstretched for me on a rugged ol' cross. That IS a tremendous thing!
I just ECHO Mary's praises -- when I'm hungry, I am filled!

Mary's child was miraculously conceived.
But so was mine! If you're a mom, so was yours!
If you have a mom, YOU'RE that miracle!
I can't help but marvel... (especially now that I'm like, not... puking!)


We are so incredibly fashioned together. That toes like those become toes like these!


It's a New Year and with it brings new opportunities to marvel at His mercy, His miracles, both ordinary & extraordinary, and His mighty arms that are continually ready to embrace, comfort, and uphold me (and you!).

Oh, Jesus, move powerfully in my heart this coming year. I want more of You and less of me in my everyday. I want to walk by faith, in the Spirit, full of Your joy that is my strength.




Makes me smile

This prescription is hanging on my fridge and will probably become a permanent fixture. The midwife wrote it for me at my appointment last month. I smile every time I look at it.
Does anyone know where I can get this filled legally?
That would give me a perma-grin.
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