Last Wednesday after Switch I was standing around talking to some leaders and a mother of a girl I used to have in my switchgroup came up to talk to me. This mother and her daughter have had some mega problems getting along…I mean, who really gets along with their parents when they’re a teenager. I’ve tried to do everything I possibly know to do to try and help this teenage girl realize how disrespectful she’s being to her mother and to try and help her mend the relationship with her mother. Several times over the last year the daughter has sent me texts asking for advice. It’s been so cool for her to come back to me and say thanks for the advice and that it worked…I DO know what I’m talking about. It has broken my heart to see the discord between them cause when I was in high school I acted close to the same way she does. Anyways, this mother Wednesday night came to tell me that things are so much better between them and to thank me for being such an encouragement to her daughter and for caring enough to pray for healing in their relationship. She kept telling me how much she appreciated it. THAT’S why I serve.
Sometimes I get discouraged because I don’t always see results. I want to know right now that what I’m doing is worth it. But God has taught me that even though we don’t see results immediately to trust Him- He IS working through me everytime I see or talk to these girls.
Saturday I played in my first ever golf tournament. It was hosted by a friend of mine’s work, Wood Designs, Inc. We played a 4 man scramble which was really cool. The other two on our team were Nick and Hollie- they both work with my friend but don’t play golf. We ended up 4 over which I didn’t think was too bad…considering how many are learning or don’t play. We had a really good time though. Here are a few pictures:
It was all fun and games, however, until someone got hurt…and that someone was me. My friend and I were playing around and he told me he was going to jump in the golf cart and leave me. So we took off kinda running. He jumped in the drivers seat and I didn’t have time to run around the cart so I jumped on the back with our clubs. He started to take off and asked if I was holding on and I told him I was. He started to get a little crazy so I told him to slow down. I thought he was slowing down so I let go with one of my hands so I could put the 2 clubs I had in that hand in my bag. As I let go, he did not slow down and turned. Off the back of the golf cart I went…clubs and all. I bit it HARD! I bounced a few times on the ground hitting my head really hard (nothing like an instantaneous headache on the 4th hole). It hurt so bad. I kinda wish someone would have gotten it on video though. It had to be pretty hilarious…one minute we’re laughing and cutting up and the next minute I’m on the ground not moving. I think I walked away with just a little whip lash and an unforgettable moment.
This phrase is something satan has used on me for YEARS. When I was praying about going into missions and then started raising funds I could always hear satan in the back of my mind saying your not good enough to be a missionary- you’re divorced. When I would think about dating, I would hear him say no good, Christian guy is going to want to be with me- I’m divorced.
Last week at church we started a new series called You Don’t Have What It Takes- You Will Never Be Good Enough. It was so good. It was like Craig was speaking right to me because I have struggled with this (key word: have struggled). One thing I learned while dealing with all these emotions about my divorce is that I’m not good enough. In fact, no one is. But God has deemed ME worthy of spreading the Good News. What an honor!
The same truth satan wants to use against us is the same truth God wants to use to free us. EXACTLY!! Satan wanted to use my divorce against me…to make me feel unworthy…yet God wants to use that experience to help others, to be able to empathize with those going through similar situations, to be able to show them God’s love and forgiveness.
When I realize that God accepts me through Christ, I am no longer living for His approval but from his approval.
Yesterday was the 7th anniversary of the attack on the World Trade Center in New York. It’s kind of weird how one particular day can stick in your memory better than any other…and this is how 9/11 is. I can remember EVERYTHING about that day. I remember where I was when I heard about the first plane that hit. I remember who I was talking to when the second plane hit. I remember all of the emotions I had that day. I remember who I had lunch with and what was said. I remember watching the news all day at work. I remember going home and not wanting the TV…just wanted to sit in silence. It was a very sad day! I tried to avoid watching anything on TV yesterday about it because it breaks my heart but it was so hard. Last night I was laying in bed and found some sort of documentary on so I watched it. This show had several firemen, policemen, and some chaplains that were there to help dig through the rubble. It was so gut wrenching to hear them talk about everything that went on that day. It was awesome, however, to hear the chaplains talk about how God really used them that day and how they could see Him working. It’s amazing how many true heroes we had on that day, and continue to have today. Not only were the firemen and policemen heroes, but so were those who lost their lives. So were those who just stepped out to help others and to comfort them. So were those who supplied food and shelter for the volunteers and victims. So are the men and women in the military who are serving our country and have been for the last 7 years. Thank you to all of the heroes! And to those who lost their lives, we will NEVER forget you!
A little over a week ago I got to baby sit my niece, Hailee, while my brother and Courtni closed on their new house and started moving. I had taken a pair of high heels to my parents while I watched her so I could hem some slacks while she was napping. The picture below is of Hailee with my high heels on.
Last Saturday we went golfing again and I did the best I’ve ever done…even got my first par!