Sunday, November 14, 2010

Hello, Robin... Hello, Sparrow...

May the sweet words of this poem bring a calmness to your soul today.

Said the Robin to the Sparrow,
“I should really like to know 
Why these anxious human beings 
Rush about and worry so.”
Said the Sparrow to the Robin,
“Friend, I think that it must be
That they have no heavenly Father
Such as cares for you and me.”
-Taken from Elisabeth Elliot’s Discipline: The Glad Surrender-
The ever-compounding uncertainties of life tend to muddle God’s sweet whispers in Matthew 6:25-34...
“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?”
“And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith? So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.”
Thank you Lord for this powerful reminder! Help me to rest in Your truth this week, setting aside my worries, and meditate in Your amazing love.
With Love, 

Monday, November 1, 2010

Halloween Festivities

Hello all! Can you believe it is November already? I am amazed when I reminisce about what life can bring you through in a years time.  Heads up for a blog in the next few weeks looking back on an amazing year in our life. My hope is to even get Clay to write a thing or two from his own unique perspective. :)
For right now, let's focus on Saturday's events. We began our morning with a Trek or Treat 5k supporting the Jay's HOPE foundation 4 children with cancer...
"Against all hope, in hope we believe." -Romans 4:18. 
The race went well and the course was rather enjoyable. Clay and I decided to do a "leisure" run with one another and not focus on our timing. For me, this was a nice switch from the time-centered running I typically do. Running alongside one another speaking words of encouragement and enjoying each others company was a fun way to exercise selflessness. On the home stretch we sprinted to the finish line together and it was great! The feeling you have after running a 5k (or any other long distance run) is, in my opinion, an amazing high. It's my favorite part!


After filling our bellies with some grub, I had to do what I have been putting off all week. Actually, Clay had to do it for me to avoid me having a panic attack....

It's now official.... I am all Georgia "Jones" and nothing Tennessee "Witherspoon." My license plate was the last thing linked to my home state. Becoming an adult with your own identity and family is a crazy realization sometimes. But, what a reminder in that our identity is found in the unchanging Christ and not in the ever-constant changing things of this world! 
After running a few afternoon errands, we made a quick trip to the Children's Ministry closet at FPC to make a last minute costume attempt....
This is what we found:
Helen of Troy meets "Super Cooper" the Hunting Dog

This is what we did:

This is where we did it:

This is why it was great:

My favorite story from the evening was when "Super Cooper" approached a child sitting in the back seat of a double stroller. Various children throughout the evening had their own take on Cooper. Some were mesmerized and others, well, traumatized. One adorable little chunker in particular was dressed in a sweet alligator outfit, sitting comfortably and patiently in his seat while his sibling grabbed some candy, then all of a sudden he sets eyes on this enormous hunting dog.... within an instant, the alligator was turned over, screaming and crawling out the BACK of the stroller into his mothers arms. I have never seen a child move so fast and he was maybe 2 years old. It was hilarious! The mom even cracked up.

Thank you Macon for showing me a whole new way of life where others serve one another with love and good times!
Wishing you all a wonderful week and Happy Fall!