Little Greggory

This is my little buddy Greggory. I have been thinking about him a lot this morning for some reason. I mean, I think about him and miss him, but he's just been on my mind a little more today. Isn't he just so dang cute? Greggory is one of the many kids I met in Chicago while doing ministry there. He lived in a house with a bunch of kids, all being raised by Grandma Davis. The first time I met Greggory or 'GG' was an interesting event. I was walking to the school on Pulaski and decided to stop off at Super Nicks to get something to drink. I walked into the familiar yet always mysterious corner store and saw little GG getting yelled at. All I heard the cashier say was, " I saw you steal that candy''. Oh Lord I thought. Sure enough, Greg had stolen some candy from the corner store. He was so dang cute. And, it's not that he even was cute because he looked like he was really sorry about what he did nor was he looking afraid of getting in trouble. He just looked cute- mischievous and cute. So, I bailed him out...and we've been buds ever since. I love this kid.

When I look at Greg....I see so much potential. He sort of looks like a young Snoop Dog to me. He's funny and too mature for his age. He's behind in school a bit. He doesn't have anything. He gets in a lot of fights. He causes most of them. But he is great....and I want him to do great things. I want him to graduate, be respectful to girls, go to college, play football, get married, have a nice job and family. I guess dreaming dreams for the people we experience life with is important. I want to much for him but can't give it to him. God can, though.

Barack the Vote 08

Barack Obama officially running for the Presidency!!!

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Much of Him

"God does not exist to make much of us. We exist to make much of Him." - John Piper

Remind me daily of this, God. May I not become so consumed with my plans, my agenda, my feelings, and my desires that I forget all of that is for you, by you, and through you.

Take Possession.

So, I started this blog today, but am posting twice because I want to remember something really cool from the One Year Bible I read yesterday. Amanda, Rachel, Sarah and I are going through the One Year together and e-mailing each other what God might teach us everyday. It has been really awesome. We are reading in Joshua chapter 18. Verse 3 really spoke to me......

"So Joshua said to the people of Israel, 'How long will you put off going in to take possession of the land, which the Lord, the God of your fathers, has given you'?"

The people of Israel had, time and time again, seen the provision, power, and protection of God in their lives. They had also been promised and given land by the Lord. I find it so strange that they stood, unable to move or act, in the face of the fullfillment of promise they had been given.

But, is that really so far off? I guess not. How often are we given something good from God, a promise from God, or a calling from God....and stand at its feel- unable to move or act. Be it fear, confusion, or distraction that delays us, how long will we put off going and taking possession of what God has given us. I want to be the kind of girl that will bravely demand possession of the gifts, promises, and callings that the Lord gives me.

Joy In the Mourning?

OK, so I've got this friend who is very sad today. She was actually very sad yesterday and the night before, also. Her heart is broken and she is left confused and devastated. I woke up this morning and started praying Psalm 30:5 over her ....."Weeping may last through the night, but joy comes with the morning." You know what? This verse might not immediately speak to the hurt heart of my friend today, but it sure spoke to me.

In reading and praying over this verse today, I was struck with the genius irony of the words our Lord uses in this text. "Joy comes with the morning".........

1. After we cry all night, feel alone, defeated, sad and heart broken......the sun will shine again. The morning promise of a new day, a new start, a new mended heart can provide joy to those that filled pillows with tears the night before. Our God is one that makes the sun shine new on us every morning.

2. A play on words...."Joy comes with the MOURNING". Even when we are broken, bruised, alone afraid....God is there. He is there to whisper love, offer hope, and hold our hearts. Is it possible to experience the joy of God's presence and love right in the smack dab middle of our mourning? I think so.

I think that might be the point.