Monday, March 29, 2010
“Whoever would be great among you must be your servant…even as the Son of man came not to be served, but to serve.” Matt. 20-25:28
Self Righteous Service
Inspired by human effort – energy and scheming to plan how to serve
Concerned with gains/scoreboard – impressed with the “big deal”
Requires external rewards
Concerned with results and reciprocation
Picks and chooses whom to serve
Affected by moods and whims
Insensitive – demands the opportunity to help, insists on meeting a need, even if destructive
Fractures community – glorification of the individual
Inspired by a relationship with Christ
Difficult to distinguish the small from the large
Content in hiddenness – divine approval enough
Needs no results and can serve enemies
Indiscriminate, servant of all
Ministers simply and faithfully because of a need
A lifestyle, springs spontaneously
Can be withheld as freely as performed
Builds community – it quietly and unpretentiously goes about caring for the needs of others. It draws, binds, heals, builds
“Above all the graces and gifts the Holy Spirit which Christ gives to his friends is that of conquering oneself and willingly enduring the sufferings, insults, humiliations, and hardships for the love of Christ.” -St. Francis
Large tasks require great sacrifice for a moment; small things require constant sacrifice.
guarding the reputation of others - “speak evil of no one”, submission- being served, common courtesy; hospitality, listening, bearing each other’s burdens; sharing the word of life
Friday, March 26, 2010
If I was a month, I'd be May.
If I was a day of the week, I’d be Thursday.
If I was a time of day, I’d be early morning.
If I was a planet, I’d be Mercury.
If I was a sea animal, I'd be a sea turtle.
If I was a direction, I'd be forward.
If I was a piece of furniture, I'd be on the front porch.
If I was a liquid, I’d be a homemade latte.
If I was a gemstone, I’d be amber.
If I was a tree, I’d be blossoming.
If I was a machine, I’d be an oven.
If I was a flower, I’d be wild.
If I was a kind of weather, I’d be the sun's warmth.
If I was a musical instrument, I’d be a piano.
If I was a color, I’d be blue.
If I was an emotion, I’d be joy.
If I was a fruit, I’d be watermelon.
If I was a sound, I’d be laughing.
If I was an element, I’d be helium.
If I was a car, I’d be a white porsche carrera convertible.
If I was a food, I’d be homemade.
If I was a place, I’d be an ocean shore.
If I was a material, I’d be raw silk.
If I was a taste, I’d be salty sweet.
If I was a scent, I’d be saltwater.
If I was an object, I’d be a camera.
If I was a body part, I’d be hands.
If I was a facial expression, I'd be a smile.
If I was a song, I'd be instrumental.
If I was a pair of shoes, I'd be worn in.
(Idea taken from Sweet Jessie.)
Friday, March 05, 2010
Monday, March 01, 2010
This weekend I took the train to Lakeside, Mt...the lake being flathead lake. On our trip across the country we stopped there in September to visit and the guys swam across the lake. It was so fun to go back for a visit and spend some QT with Jen, Johan, Annalynn and Isa. Riding the train in the US was a first for me...the last train I've taken was an overnight from Barcelona to Cadiz, Spain. I remember hiding my passport and money on me and under the covers in my sleeper car, haunted by stories of theft. This experience wasn't quite so dramatic. I boarded at 4:30ish in Seattle and arrived in Whitefish around 7:30am the next day. It was a pretty long trip, was in and out of consciousness listening to music, daydreaming, reading...just relaxing, which I realized I hadn't done in awhile. The kind of relaxing where you mind isn't prioritizing or rushing you onto a new subject or task, but the point where your thought flows from one thing to the next in seemingly random and casaul way. It was quite a peaceful ride...besides the woman with the obnoxious laugh and loud voice a few rows back. I know she couldn't help it...I've been told I have a loud laugh and voice as well.
It was good to spend time with Jen, yes, reminiscing about high school a bit...that was mostly Johan asking questions about what Jen was like then. :) We also talked about food...what girls don't talk about food when they get together? I think Rachel and I talked about food/new recipes/etc almost half way around the lake the other day! We are both trying to be careful about the fake stuff...sweeteners, colors, flavors and try to stick to making our own simple meals from scratch. Friday morning when we got to their house she had already made whole wheat cinnamon rolls and scrumptious brownnies with...spinach and carrot puree in them - remember she has little ones who need their veggies (I still enjoyed them with a side of ice cream)! and yes, Johan made me delicious white chocolate mochas! mmmm
Jen had mentioned they received Settlers of Catan for Christmas so Saturday night I taught them how to play and we continued to play 5 more games before I left the following evening...yikes! It is such a fun game though. I'm sure by the time we all reunite and play again they'll have the skill and strategy to beat me...however, that was not the case this time!
The girls are so stinkin' adorable. Isa steals my heart whenever I see her. I can't get enough of her big blue eyes and smile. She likes to jump and even though we couldn't get her to crawl she stood on her own for a split second before falling into Jen's arms. Annalynn had been sick and so she wasn't fully recovered during my visit, but she still helped me make some crepes for dinner and took her bike out with jen and I for a walk around the base.
Friends are fabulous...especially the old ones!