Jun 21, 2011

Calling all crafters!

My dear friend (whom does not know me, so I hope it is not creepy that I call her that), from A Place Called Simplicity is calling all crafters with a heart for helping the orphans in Uganda.

The plan is simple. Donate hand-made crafts to be sold and 100% of the proceeds donated to feeding the homeless and fatherless children of Uganda. A few months ago, a blogging community came together, and collected dozens of clothes for those children, who, for the first time in their lives had a clean article clothing to wear.

But the miracle should not stop there. Please visit APCS for more information and the address where to send the donations.

Why donate? Because we were given gifts, precious gifts aside from the material items. Many of us were given a gift of creation - making beautiful things out of raw materials. Many of us were blessed with excess that we can share with those that have not. Many of us have children ourselves, and our hearts ache for those little ones that walk this life alone. Many of us want to help but don't know how.

If you cannot donate at this time, please pass this call across the VAST crafting community, on blogosphere alone.

Practical information from APCS:

What are we exactly looking for?

Wood items
Cloth items
Hair bows
Handcrafted clothing for children
Pillow cases
Novelty items
Browse around Etsy for more ideas.

There will be a link on the site {once it is up and running} for artists to click on and print out and enclose with your items when you are shipping them, but for now, here is the address and here is the information to enclose:

Ship to: {exactly as written below}

Shipping Manager11000 Brimhall Road, Suite E
Bakersfield, CA 93312

Each artist should include with your items the following information:

Your Name: Your E-mail: Mailing Address: Phone numbers: Brief product description: Product quantity: Artist's suggested donation: Additional notes:

At this moment, the non-profit is not finished {and will not be for awhile}, so there cannot be tax receipts issued for your items donated.

Because they are worth it.

Jun 8, 2011

What God will do with your "I would never"s

You know, many times, when I start writing a new blog post (or composing one in my head, when driving over to my singing practice - that's my time alone with God), I feel a little like a preacher on a soap box. An unqualified one, most of the time. Yet, I have these words, these things that I feel compelled to speak out.

Those of you who have followed my blog for a while (if there are any), I hope you know that in no way I consider myself a preacher. So, if I do come across as preachy - it is not my intention. But some things make me feel too passionate, to keep it toned down.

What God will do with your "I would never"s. He has a great sense of humor, you know that? An amazing sense of humor! Sometimes I think he listens to us talk about all the things we know we should do, but make excuses for why we should not do it, and arranges so that we find yourself wanting to do those same exact things. Especially when we flat out say "I would never do this."

Years ago, having already given my life to Christ, I have said to my best friend:"I could never go on a mission trip. Its just not for me. I really cannot! Not with work, and my newborn son, and my husband, how will I EVER leave him alone for so long."
My fear got the best of me through my best years. God took that "I would never" and planted such a NEED, no ACHE in my heart to GO. Oh, to go back in time, to RUN with my pastor and the kids who jumped on the plane to experience this.

"Oh, I could never go to one of those scary places, like Africa! I cannot even imagine how terrifying that place must be." - but now, or to be able to go before this year is out. The beauty,intertwined with pain. Passion means suffering, and people of Africa know it so well. In their songs, in their dance, in their unrelenting ability to LOVE and praise God despite horrific things around them. I love them, even if through the eyes and hands of men and women of Christ who are there now, on their missions.

Years ago, I have said "I could never adopt. Its just not for me. I don't believe in paying all this money for an adoption. I could never love a child that's not a biological offspring of mine."
And here I am. I have said yes in my heart, I believe. Is it for me to adopt? I don't know. I am open. God's decision.

Months ago, I have said "Oh, my husband would NEVER want to adopt. He feels its not for him. I cannot even think of asking him." You know what happens when you just ask? When you make yourself available to God? Things happen. Unthinkable happens. My husband said:"Yes, whatever makes you happy," Well, not right away. The first time, he said "I don't know,I never considered it." But it grew on his heart. I know he is not entirely at peace with the idea, I can feel the confusion between the spirit and the flesh. I feel it too, oh believe me! But he said yes. He made himself available.

What is your "I would never" today? Is it adoption? Is it prayer? Is it missions? Is it forgiving someone? Write it down, put it in the box. Say it out loud to someone you trust - see what God does with it.

I am very careful about saying "I would never" now. I do believe that the Great Comedian will arrange it especially for me. Because he knows it will be good for me. and it will be for His glory.

Getting off my soapbox now. =)

Jun 7, 2011

Micah Six Eight: Story Time

Micah Six Eight: Story Time: "Do you ever have a story to tell that is so complicated, so twisted, and yet so beautiful that you don't know how to tell it in a way that will do it justice?

I have one of those stories. One that might bring tears to your eyes. One that definitely makes me weep like a baby."

Jun 4, 2011

Chasing Charlotte: 4782 Miles

Chasing Charlotte: 4782 Miles: "
That’s how many miles separate Charlotte from the family that is so anxiously waiting for her.

I dream about her often…sometimes so vividly that it actually feels like I am holding her in my arms for a moment. Her daddy furiously learns Russian…or at least tries to.

We scramble to finish the paperwork. And for right now, the pictures bridge the gap between home and Charlotte’s country. Later, when she is in our arms, we will need to build a whole new bridge."

Jun 2, 2011

The locust.

I catch myself saying "I wish I had more time", and "I wish time would slow down". My mother warned me since I was very young - life is short, and it will become even shorter the older you get. Only now I understand what she means.

Granted, I still have plenty of good years left in me, God willing, but with each day, I feel the time literally speeding up. The life around me starting to blur, as if I'm on a carousel - faces fading, colors blending together. Only one thing that keeps me grounded solid - God. When I close my eyes to the world's troubles, my own "troubles", my complaints, my "me-me-me", the time halts it's gallop. The universe itself stops spinning (in my head that is), and I am suspended just surrounded in God.

I know to live in regret is no life at all, but I cannot help but look back into the many years, almost decades, where I was pretty much dead. Dead to God, dead to his world. I spent so much time in my house, sitting in front of my computer, playing all these games - learning nothing, helping no one, accomplishing not a single thing towards God kingdom.

Oh, I knew OF God back then. I cannot say that I was ignorant of his existence. I even called myself a christian at some point. But I did not HAVE the gospel in me. I did not have THE truth that saves. And I did not seek. God's the one who sought me out, years later. Just like THAT lamb, you know the one.

And I look back on those years - my 20s...Oh to have those years back! Oh to have that youthful passion, time, resources, OH what life I could have had! The people I could have touched, and the people that I would have gotten to know. The fears that I would have conquered.

It's not too late. My body is still strong, healthy, my heart is full, and my eyes are fixed on what is actually important NOW. Regrets are swept away with God's mighty hand like crumbs off the table - "I have given your life now, make the best of what you have now."

I guess this post is meant as an encouragement to myself, as well as someone else who might feel like they have squandered their years. We, humans are great at that. "Youth is wasted on the young." But, now that I have tasted a taste of what life is like with the Lord, I would rather have a year with him, than a lifetime without Him. Honest truth.

I will repay you for the years the locusts have eaten..." - Joel 2:25

Jun 1, 2011

Loving The Least Of These: The Urgency of Now

One of my bloggy friends, who's heart is beautiful and true had posted the following, which I had to share. This has been on my heart as well, and she said it so beautifully and striking.

Loving The Least Of These: The Urgency of Now: "““We are not faced with the fact, my friends, that tomorrow is today. We are confronted with the fierce urgency of now. In this unfolding conundrum of life and history, there is such a thing as being too late. Procrastination is still the thief of time. Life often leaves us standing bare, naked, and dejected with a lost opportunity. The tide in the affairs of men does not remain at flood-it ebbs. We may cry out desperately for time to pause in her passage, but time is adamant to every plea and rushes on. Over the bleached bones and jumbled residues of numerous civilizations are written the pathetic words, ‘too late.’”"


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