Last night Dan and I got to escape the realities of work life and enjoy America's favorite pasttime: Baseball. Specifically the Angels vs Red Sox.
My dad had 4 tickets to Game one of the ALDS and he invited us to go with him and my brother Jason. I am so glad we got to go. It was an amazing game and I got to spend it with some of my favorite people in the entire world.
Plus it was a nice chance for Dan and I to spend time with each other and not be surrounded by two cute little munchkins ;)
Do any of you have any plans for date night? Or if single, how are you spending your weekend?
Please keep Dan in prayer as he is suffering from a nasty cold. While I am at work today he is watching the babes. I hope he asks for help!
This Sunday night is our I <3 Night at Illuminate. I just learned our worship leader is sick as well, so I know that it is Satan trying to discourage us. He knows God will move this weekend. Please keep everyone bathed in prayer if you think of us. I love you all!
I am sure many of you have heard this morning about the tragic death of Los Angeles Angels Pitcher Nick Adenhart. If you haven't, here is the story.
I know so many people ask why things like this happen, especially to those who are so talented and seem to have so much going for them. Honestly, sometimes I ask myself the same question. Why do children get cancer? And why are some healed and not others? What's the point? The question I get a lot from our college students is why do bad things happen to good people?
I have blogged about this before. I believe it is something that needs to be repeated over and over again because so often we as humans on this earth are hit with circumstances beyond our control. And we experience pain and a lack of PEACE that seems insurmountable and impossible to overcome. I don't know this young man. I watched him play last night as many of you did. And I was in awe of how talented he was. But it reminded me this morning of just how fragile and short our time on earth really is.
We are never promised that we will live for years and see our children grow old and live pain free lives. I myself can testify to having pain in my own life. Losing a child through miscarriage is no picnic and those who have had similar circumstances will probabaly agree with me. I didn't want to be apart of that club. But I had and still have peace in my soul. That my Savior, my God, My Heavenly Father....the One who Sacrificed His only Son for me so that I would have a spot next to Him in heaven......He has given me peace. So regardless of my circumstances, regardless of the pain I may experience in this lifetime, regarldess of whether or not my life turns out how I planned it or wished it....He has a purpose for me. It gives me peace to know that He is always by my side and that He knows exactly what I am going through. After all, He lost a child too. His ONLY CHILD.
You have probably seen the License plate holders that have this message: Know God Know Peace: No God No Peace.
And I am sure that to some of us we roll our eyes and say "Oh how cheesy!!!!!!" And maybe it is. But there is truth to it I believe. True Peace comes only from the Holy Spirit.
I feel as if I am rambling on this post. That my words are becoming jumbled and that I am not being clear. I think I will end this post with a verse:
Trust in Him at all times, O people;
Pour our your hearts to Him,
For God is our refuge."
So many different things going on in my head and my heart. But first, can I just start off by saying that last night's game with the Lakers and the Celtics had to be the most depressing thing I have ever witnessed in sports history. Of course if I were a Laker fan, which I am not, I am not even a basketball fan.....I would be really upset for my team. However, how cool was it for Kevin Garnett! I mean I was feeling really emotional for the guy. Finally his dreams of winning a championship have come true. I am happy for him. My hubs called me a traitor, but he had to agree that even he felt happy and emotional for the team.
Anyway, so after the game was over and I got Madi down without a fuss for her bedtime and we said our prayers together, I was off scrapping! This is the first time I have been able to do any layouts since coming home from vacation, so it was a nice treat for me. Plus Dan was sitting really close by studying for his message on Sunday so it was nice I didn't have to scrap without my buddy next to me. Here is what I managed to get done:
A card using those fabulous Inkadado cupcake stamps I picked up at Scrapbooking Oasis last week. Love them!
A birthday card for my sister Sheena, whom I mentioned in yesterday's post.
A quick 8 1/2 x 11 layout (a size I rarely do, but I had lost my mojo for awhile and it helped jump start some creativity.) Just to play with products and put them on paper, even if it doesn't look stellar totally helps me!
Another 8 1/2 x 11 layout of things I love. Such a fun layout to put together.
This morning, I actually woke up on time and was able to get into work a little after 8am. It was nice to have a few moments to myself, to sip on some coffee, read my email and pray. I work at a Christian University, so one of the perks is that often our Dean has us come into the conference room to pray together as a group. I have been a little overwhelmed to say the least this past week, so I definitely needed a refresh of Him. And speaking of emotional, our Dean spoke in regards to Luke 10:21-27: the most pivotal part of the passage that we are first to Love the Lord with all of our heart and we are then to love our neighbors as ourselves.
The passage also talked about how God has revealed his mysteries not to those of status, of wealth and stature....but to those who are pure in heart. With a humble spirit...who realize that their "holiness" so to speak is nothing but filthy rags.....but by the grace of God we can be pure in His sight.....by accepting the gift of His son Jesus Christ.
I don't know why, but the image of my daughter popped up when she spoke about those who were humble and pure in heart. My daughter last night as I got her a cup of milk before bed folded her little hands and began praying for her family. I could distinctly make out Uncle Ken and Cassie and her cousin Jenna. Dan and I looked at each other and we smiled. God has revealed Himself to our daughter, and we hope we have honored God by showing her to seek Him in everything, even if it is just saying a small prayer before getting a cup of milk. A little child will lead them as the bible says. I am learning more about the love of Christ through my daughter than anywhere else, aside from God's word.
I have been thinking too about my own spiritual journey, especially this year. I feel as if my faith has been hit hard. Today in our weekly meeting, the Dean challenged us with this question: "What is in the hidden places of our heart?"
*gulp* I mean, I have to search deep to see what is hidden so deep in there, that sometimes keeps me from seeking God with all of my heart, for wanting to keep Him at a safe distance. If He gets too close, I fear that I will be unpresentable in His sight and the vision will be ugly. I do realize He loves me and will continue to pursue me....for I am His daughter....but it can be scary to stop serving yourself, and start serving God. The bible says you cannot serve two masters. And I know it has not been God who I have been loyal to.
Well, I think that is enough rambling for now. Tonight, I hope to really dig deep and answer this question. I will share the results with all of you as soon as God reveals what He needs to reveal. May you all have a wonderful evening.