Showing posts from July, 2012

The Ultimate Road Trip Tag

Most of my "tag" experiences involved cars that I would see on the highway while on a road trip who were going equally as fast as I was.  It was nice to just get right behind them so they'd be the ones getting pulled over, or so I didn't really have to look at my speedometer, and I could just rest and go.  If you lost your tag because they were low on gas, or if they got to their destination before you did, eventually you would find another, but this is not the kind of tag I'm talking about.

Last year (and I don't know if this qualifies as a "tag" since it was planned, but I'm calling it that), I had the luxury of following a friend all over Germany.  I had a bum GPS in my car, and three kids, so following someone was a huge stress-relief.  At one point, however, she got off the autobahn VERY fast, I only had a split second to decide what to do, and I kept on the highway - I kept going my way (insert d_ _ b).  Why?  I do not know, and I will nev…

The Seal (Car, Part 2)

Not long after the jeep issue had passed, the thought of a newer, different car intrigued me.  One with better gas mileage, maybe a different color.  I didn't really like where my head was going with this, so I went on the search for a unique sticker for my own car to keep me bound to it emotionally.  I was never allowed to put stickers on my cars before because it hurt the resale value, but I'm not really concerned about the resale value because I'm keeping it.  So, I found a nice gaudy sticker to put on it that represents all of the users.  It's not going anywhere now, we're bound to it.   Immediately, I lost my interest in other cars.  I was content and satisfied with the one who had not let me down so far.  Her gas mileage was pretty lame, but she was mine.  I was not gazing longingly at anything else.  It was actually pretty cool how that worked.  No, I'm not going where you think I am with this...

Then I realized that we've been sealed like that.
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What Do You Want More?

I want a Jeep Wrangler Unlimited - Red.
It's been sneaking up in my head for the last week or so, and they are now parked or driving by wherever I am.  I even took one out for a spin the other day, in hopes that that would curtail my desire - dumb move.
Then I took the dog for his morning walk.

It had rained a lot the night before and I walked past a very cool flow of water through a what used to be flooded area.  It had been made into some sort of a ravine for drainage.  It even funneled into a big pipe that was built under several driveways to keep the flow going in the right direction.
God told me - that's what my spirit looks like in people who don't fill themselves up with the things of this world.
Ouch... Okay, I got it.  So, if I were to fill myself up with, let's say, a jeep, the flow would stop and there would be a blockage?
Yep.  He said.

Not a minute later, I gave Him the Jeep.  He took it.  Then He showed me one of my friends who really needs some praye…

Who's Garden Are You Watering?

I've been working on some longer posts that haven't come full circle yet, so, in the meantime...  Here's a little nugget that God showed me today:

A couple of weeks ago, a neighbor asked my girls to get her mail and water her plants and vegetable garden while she was away.  She said she'd pay them, so they were all over it.  Two of them shared the task every morning of bringing buckets of water over for the pots and turning on and off the sprinkler.  They wanted to make sure that they shared the load equally so they would receive equal pay.  It was actually a nice diversion for my early risers to have a job to do (note to self).

When we saw their car in the driveway a week later, we knew the job was complete, so they gave the mail to her daughter.  That night they saw her out at a friend's house down the street and she commented on what good waterers they were, and how she had never seen such large tomatoes growing!  "What was their magic?", she asked.  …

The Sandbar

We went to the beach the other morning nice and early before it got crazy - the peaceful time.  The girls swam in frigid Lake Michigan up to their waists, played in the sand, collected rocks - all the good stuff.  Then a big family came in, looking new to the beach.  They were awesome.  Playing in the water, daring eachother to swim out deeper, then one girl did it - she got to a sandbar.  She kept screaming, "I'm on sand, I'm on sand!".  It was so new, I really don't think the rest of them believed her until they actually saw her standing up effortlessly with both hands posed in the air.  It was all they needed to know they could risk swimming that far out, too.

"He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire.  He set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand"  Ps 40:2

"There is a place near me where you may stand on a rock."  Ex 33:21

According to Websters, sandbars are formed by the actions of waves or currents.
In our …

Race Car Driver Neck

About a year and a half ago, I discovered what a herniated disc felt like.  Not quite sure what it was from; but my guess is that it was the dog's fault (blame it on the one who cannot defend himself...).  Besides all of my other injuries, this was one of the most painful things I've been through; including the two shots I then received to help it, which, thankfully, did!
After that, I saw a friend who helped me start some exercises to strengthen the muscles surrounding my neck so that this would not happen again!  Her goal was to make my neck as strong as that of a race car driver.  Sounded cool to me!  Her philosophy is addressing the entire body, instead of just the area in pain, because it's the strength of the whole body that keeps everything else safe!
I changed a lot of my activities and lived quite carefully (not counting the airplane jump), so as to not allow this nastiness to happen again.
I went for a ride on my mountain bike the other day and realized that tha…

God's Mountain bike

I went for a bike ride the other day and took along the only water bottle available.  As I set out, hitting curbs and stuff, the water bottle kept falling out (it wasn't snug enough in the cage).  So, I had to stop, turn around, find it, and put it back.  I re-adjusted my riding technique a little, trying to bump less so it would stop doing this, but by the third time it fell out I gave up and left it there.  It was a free, Park District water bottle, and my ride wasn't too long, so it wasn't worth the hassle anymore.

Then, I put my own head on the water bottle and personalized it as I continued riding.  (Go for it, just imagine, since I can't photoshop)  And, for the next hour, as I rode - God gave me three ideas from this experience...

First, the water bottle was too small so it fell out.  Hebrews 5 talks about anyone who lives on milk will remain an infant - the milk is referring to what new believers need to live on; other people feeding them the truths of God'…

My Daughter, Gomer

As I lay on the couch the other morning with one of my daughters fast asleep on top of me after a lovely meltdown, I couldn't help but think of Hosea.  I know, it's odd, but true.
If you're not familiar with the story; God asks Hosea to take a prostitute as his wife - letting him know right off the bat that she will not be faithful to him - he chooses Gomer.  He (God) does this to show His children, Israel, what His love really looks like - how He loves them even though they constantly stab Him in the back.  He wanted Hosea's love for unfaithful Gomer to portray God's love for His people.
While the story portrays a husband/unfaithful wife relationship, there are a lot of areas where we can learn how to parent a not-so-perfect child, too.  After thinking I might be brilliant, I googled Hosea and parenting and a bunch came up - so I'm not the sharpest knife in the drawer, but it was good for me to discover these truths for myself.
My daughter, Gomer, is fiction…