Monday, April 29, 2024
Monday's Motion
Friday, April 26, 2024
Not So Random Acts of Kindness
When a friend who knows you're sick with a cold asks, "Can I bring you soup?" and it arrives in this giant container, and you eat a lot because it's truly a soup-deluxe experience, and this is how much you have left over!
I'm feeling so much better by this morning, and I have no doubt that it's due at least in part to the good medicine of soup-from-a-friend, and the thoughtful TLC that comes with.
And here's another little big thing. The plant beside the soup, which originally I just put there because I thought it would make the picture a little more interesting, is also from a thoughtful friend.
She saw a picture I had taken in Thailand of something that was growing in the garden Yupa's already started on the new property, and recognized it. Brought this over so I could have a little bit of Thailand with me on my kitchen counter.
And if I wanted to continue with not-so-random acts of kindness I've received, this post would be crazy-packed with pictures and stories. My friends are good. I am a rich woman indeed.
And it brings me back to one of my favourite texts and a point I made not long ago in a sermon.
"Therefore, my dear brothers and sisters,
stand firm. Let nothing move you.
Always give yourselves fully to the work of the Lord,
because you know that your labour in the Lord is not in vain."
1 Corinthians 15:58
To define "work of the Lord" we have to go back to the rest of that chapter and realized it wasn't just about "church work," as much as we might use that term most often to describe what those in full time ministry are up to. And if we're not carefully we might think of that as the "big stuff." But it's not really.
Instead, the "work of the Lord" can be understood as anything that is moving God's heart-agenda forward towards peace, and reconciliation, and love, and justice, and all things being "on earth as it is in heaven."
And actually, I think this is the big stuff.
And not just because I so thoroughly enjoyed my soup-gift yesterday. Or because this little plant is managing to survive in spite of me.
But because of all the stories out there where something that seems so small ends up meaning so much.
I guess one more point to make on this is that each of these friends expressed their kindness in line with who they are and how God has wired them up. Making delicious meals and growing beautiful things are second nature to these ladies. And while there is no doubt effort involved, there's nothing forced or artificial about it at all.
I love it. Because it means every one of us can make a difference.
No act of kindness is wasted.
There's this incredible ripple effect about it all.
It's been a week.
Glad for the kindness of friends.
Happy Friday, everyone!
Thursday, April 25, 2024
Hope and Hostas
Every year.
Remarkable.
These are the tips of just one of about five Hosta plants that appear each spring in our front garden. Someone told me (thanks BJ) that they're okay with shade and are quite hearty, which suits both the tree cover from our large maple out front, and my lack of gardening talent. A plant needs to be fairly self-sufficient to survive me.
Basically, after planting it for the first time, I do nothing but sit there and be inspired.
I find a story here.
Life has seasons too. Waiting in the cold and dark spaces can be so devastating if we forget that a new season is always on the way.
'Weeping may last for a night,
the a shout of joy comes in the morning.'
Psalm 30:5
'Strengthen the feeble hands,
steady the knees that give way;
say to those with fearful hearts,
"Be strong, do not fear;
your God will come,
he will come to save you."
Isaiah 35:3-4
Hang in. Lift your face.
The warm sunshine awaits you.
A new season of flourishing.
And unlike the Hostas who are so self-sufficient,
if you need a little help, just ask.
I write these words full of delight for the morning's crisp sunrise.
Full of excitement to see the Hostas again.
Guess I better plant some more around our new little house.
Day two of this nasty head cold.
Staying home by the tea kettle again today.
We'll see how the day unfolds.
Wednesday, April 24, 2024
Calling in Grateful
Tuesday, April 23, 2024
From a Duct-Taped Bible to a Smaller Home: A Personal Journey
Yes, there are other factors in play in this decision. One is the desire to take initiative now to set ourselves up for the latter decades of our life, freeing our children from some of the decision making and grunt work often associated with relocating elderly parents. We were given the wonderful honour of clearing out both sets of parents' homes. It was exhausting and disruptive. We're not going to do that to our kids.
But a big part of it is that this just seems for us a more authentic way of living out the convictions God has placed on our heart. It's not everyone's journey. There is no desire to convince anyone else that this is the right thing for them. None.
Monday, April 22, 2024
It's Okay to Go Slow
Against the protest of my body, I got myself up and out into the crisp air for a sunrise walk this morning.
Normally, I'm all over this and wouldn't hesitate. But the extra physicality of everything we're up to right now in selling the house has me more carefully guarding my energies.
If counting steps is any indicator, I'm way above the recommended 8,000 per day for folks my age. One day last week I logged 17,253. I'm not bragging, honest. That many steps should be considered foolish.
The weekend was full, with Church Cleaning Day on Saturday and an open house in the afternoon. Then I preached in the morning (finished the series Dandelion Faith at Highview), and another open house in the afternoon. By Sunday evening, Ken and I just basically let the TV watch us.
But this morning I felt I could do the walk, the full 4.5 km, because the bulk of the physical work is done...for now. The house is such that we are only allowed to make one hour's worth of mess in case of a showing, and we have a whole system worked out to accommodate that. For today and into this coming week we can relax a little bit. At least compared to the pace we've been setting recently.
I walked slow this morning.
Thanks to the same technology that counts my steps, I can also keep track of my pace, timing and heartrate for each kilometer along the way. I broke no records today. I even think the voice that updates me on my progress sounded a little more laid back than usual. And I'm just fine with that.
Back at my desk now, I'm reminding myself that it's okay to go slow here too. I don't usually say that to myself on a Monday. Mondays are 'go get 'em' days where the whole week lies before me in delightful anticipation of checking off as many things from the list as possible.
This week the list is short. I have the luxury of working on things that are more long range. I can pay a little more attention to what my body needs, what my own soul needs. Take slower breaths.
Wait. I think I can hear "Feeling Groovy" playing in the background.
"Groovy" probably doesn't describe how I'm feeling right now though.
And curious.
Waiting to see where God is taking us in all of this.
And a slow morning walk is a great time to talk to Him about it.
Friday, April 19, 2024
Friday's Fabularity
Maybe making up words is a stress-coping strategy for me. But also, maybe I'm being silly just because we made it through this rather crazy week in relatively good spirits. (And mostly sane.)
It's a common stress point for anyone selling their house. You bust a gut getting it to show-worthy status. And then you have to live there as if you're in a home décor store's window display. I told Ken we're only allowed to make an hour's worth of mess. That's the notice we agreed to if anyone wants a private showing.
Had one already yesterday, within about an hour after the listing went live. An encouraging start. Who knows about today? And tomorrow and Sunday there's open houses in the afternoon.
And the thing is, even with all of this weirdness, I've woken up with good energy, totally looking forward to the day. Got me some happy work to do at my desk. And we'll continue with a few house touch ups we will keep doing along the way.
I'm even looking forward to Church Clean up Day at Highview Community Church tomorrow! Crazy, right? You know the event is a highlight when you've just spent the last three months cleaning your own house, and you're still looking forward to cleaning the Lord's. It's the people thing actually. Honestly, it's such a great day of community and love. (8:00 to 1:00 if you're interested.)
And then I get to preach on Sunday morning, wrapping up the last of the Dandelion Faith series. Glad for this opportunity to engage in some good conversations about spiritual formation. Tenacity, Rootedness and Wildly Prolific! Be a dandelion, people!
Here's a truth that's keeping me tethered right now.
Psalm 16:8-9
I keep my eyes always on the Lord.
With Him at my right hand, I will not be shaken.
Therefore, my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices;
my body will also rest secure.
Have a fabularious Friday everyone!
Thursday, April 18, 2024
Thursday's Goodness
It's a Timothy day.
As our clan of grandchildren gradually grew to five, we adapted to the sleepovers and other 'everyone' gatherings at Gramma and Grandad's. More beds, more cool water bottles, more Paw Patrol placemats. More snacks, more noise, more mess.
No problem. Room for everyone.
And. We have made it on purpose that every once in a while we just have them with us, one at a time. (Can I just add here that I think it's really cool that our almost 18 year old still wants to do this?)
Today is just Timothy.
Ken found this very old book (1947) when he was cleaning up his space downstairs. "Timothy's Shoes." He set it aside just for today.
Something about Grandad reading books to the children that makes me love him even more.
Today is also listing day. Like, it's-really-official day. We're only allowed to make an hour's worth of mess. That's how much notice we'll be given if someone wants to get in for a peek before the open houses on the weekend. Yup...here we go.
We're ready. Have car seat, will vacate if necessary.
But really I'm just hoping for a cozy day filled with Lego and Pups and the kinds of hilarious conversations you can have with a 3 year old.
And I may even get at a few emails during screen time.
Wednesday, April 17, 2024
Picture Perfect
We get to counterbalance things a little bit today.
The past four days straight, with the exception of Sunday morning, have been full out focus on preparing the house for showing. It was leading up to yesterday when we had the Stager and the Photographer in to get all the pictures taken for the MLS posting tomorrow.It's amazing how, after months of cleaning and clearing your house, there's still so many persnickety details to attend to. I told the lovely people who were in my house yesterday not to take it personally, but this was far worse than when I was a new bride and my mother in law was coming for a visit.
I laughed with Ken at the oddity that, not only are we just letting people down into the places of the house that normally you just want to close the door on, but we're letting them take pictures!
Don't worry. It's all clean and tidy and ready for what comes next. But still.
Today we can be at our desks again, resuming some semblance of a normal life. There's still the open houses this weekend to anticipate, but for today, the priority can be 'all the other things.'
I'm glad for this balancing day. Glad to have understanding folks who let me cancel/skip meetings today. At least until 7 p.m. when I will have a conversation with some folks who may want to visit Hot Springs next fall. But even that's by Zoom, and I can stay home.
A settling psalm comes to mind this morning.
Psalm 73.
Asaph, a music director for God's people (hey Derek Goupil, like you are!), was disturbed for different, more existential reasons than a move. But his moment of re-balancing feels anchoring right now.
(Expanded thoughts in brackets.)
"Yet (in spite of 'all this') I am always with You;
You hold me (not me trying so hard to hang on, but You holding me) by my right hand.
You guide me with Your counsel (so not alone in this),
and afterward you will take me into glory (my ultimate home).
Whom have I in heaven but You? (I mean, really!)
And earth has nothing I desire besides You (truly),
My flesh and my heart may fail (because I'm human after all),
but God is the strength of my heart (again, not my strength but Yours),
and my portion (my inheritance, my security) forever."
Psalm 73:23-26
That's a picture I can hold on to.
Stay cozy today, friends.
Monday, April 15, 2024
Authentically in this Space
Thursday, April 11, 2024
Smiling Outside