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ROI

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In the past few weeks, I have come across a number of individuals who have expressed difficulty in loving and spending themselves for children in their home who will soon return, or have returned, to their less-than-thankful parent.  Loving those who often do not love in return is a hard thing to do, which is why most people do not even entertain the idea.  The difficulty here is surfaces because they are unsure if there will be a return on their investment.  They are realizing that there is no guarantee that the time, money, and sacrificial love they have poured into this child will be something that will take root and grow.  The extra education, sports clinics, teaching of letters, improved nutrition...  There are times when families feel that they can no longer spend themselves and help a mom who is clearly not appreciative, nor using her time without her children in the way they would like her to.  Valid.

Recently, a family we have been supporting has given us reason to believe th…

Divorce Care at the Soup Kitchen

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I have often thought that the Divorce Care and Loss/Grief Counseling at church should merge with Compassion & Justice Ministries.  Because that is the avenue to wholeness and it is this brokenness that allows the heart to really serve well.  Richard Rohr said in his book, Breathing Under Water,"I think your heart needs to be broken, and broken open, at least once to have a heart at all or to have a heart for others."  
I would have to say I agree.

As a newly single mom, my recovery from this curveball came in the form of spending time with women who were homeless and some mission trips with my girls to areas in the U.S. and other parts of the world.  We were given the opportunity to come alongside and serve others and I took advantage of this pretty much because God seemed to be telling me to get out of my own head/ego.

When googling this correlation, I found that it is not a new idea.  An organization called "PROJECT GRACE", founded by Catherine Stern and Caro…

From Racing to Resting

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About fifteen or twenty years ago, I competed in a team (three-women) ironman triathlon competition.  I was the biker (not in the photo - that's just a stock one - they're way cooler looking).  After completing her leg of the race, our stud swimmer was the first one out of the water.  This put me in first position as I took off on the 112-mile race through the beautifully uncluttered, farmy-smelling roads of southern Wisconsin.  After several miles, I noticed that I was not seeing any road markings or people and a sense of discomfort in my gut began to take over.  I made the decision to turn around, return to where I started (if I could find it), and see where I may have gone wrong, if that, in fact, was the case.  It was.  The beginning of the course had not been marked until after I had started.  My swimmer was too fast.  I had gone an extra twelve miles.  Due to the fact that I am a competitive person, and knew I already had extra mileage ahead of me, I rode mad for the fir…