Thursday, March 28, 2013


Silence

I feel very strange tonight. I am home alone for the night, and I cant remember the last time I had a house with no hubby or kids in it for 24 hours.

After I dropped the kids off at their sleepover, I began to think of all the activities I could accomplish in just one night... plan out our summer, get ahead on my schoolwork, pray, read, the list was extensive and I was excited. However, I wasn't in the house long when something odd captured my attention- silence! This silence made me aware of neighbors chatting, car doors closing, children playing in the street, a baby crying- I didn't even know there was a baby that tiny in the neighborhood! Honestly, I was astonished at all the outside life my ears were detecting. I was reminded of standing in the desert at nighttime, looking up at the incredible display of stars and being surrounded by the complete absence of sound yet experiencing the overpowering awareness of a universe beyond mine. No experience compares to that, witnessing such grandeur encased in such stillness naturally causes worship to arise in one's heart.

Tonight my world is silent, yet there is an active world right outside my doorstep that I seldom notice. I realize that our personal lives are so noisy, so polluted with constant chatter, media, music, phones, alarms and a million other distractions that our ability to perceive what is outside our immediate universe is severely handicapped. We would not hear God if He were screaming at us, and He rarely screams at anyone. We need more of what He says, "Be still and know that I am God." Maybe that explains why He takes us into the desert at times, it is where we can hear Him best if we are not afraid of the silence.

Friday, March 22, 2013

Something to Chew On

We live in a buffet culture. It feels so satisfying to pay one price for an endless supply of food and the complete power of choice. We are a society skilled at balancing towering plates of food from the buffet line to the closest table we can find and repeating this process as many times as our stomachs will allow. The oddest sight to see in a buffet crowd is a neat plate with matching food. Spaghetti, meatballs and garlic bread just don't seem sufficient when tacos, egg rolls and fried chicken are all calling your name at the same time. It would seem wasteful to just let them sit there! I guess there is not a lot of mystery to this American pastime. We all like to experience the joy of abundance and the thrill of unlimited pleasure-giving food.

However, I know a few people who shun buffets. This baffled my logical buffet mind. Why would you prefer to pay for a stingy, one-plate, mono-themed meal when you could pay less and enjoy a perpetual paradise of food?  I was curious so I asked one of them. "Well, aside from the fact that I always seem to get sick from buffets", they said, "I don't care for a huge mixture of foods. I feel better when I eat a moderate amount of good, quality food." Yeah, now that they said that, it is true that 99% of folks leaving a buffet are grumbling about their swollen bellies or digging for antacids. I see their point. I also note that this person is a person of class and taste (no pun intended!). Maybe there is some wisdom in this quality over quantity mentality.  I think I will chew on it over this nice Mexican meal, egg rolls not included.

Sunday, March 17, 2013



Ladybugs v.s. Wasps
"I saved all the ladybugs!" proclaimed my 10 year old daughter. She had worked diligently to move all the poolside ladybugs away from the water's edge. I had not noticed the lounging ladybugs, but I sure had noticed the abundance of gigantic wasps flying around the property. "So what about the wasps?" I asked her, "Did you save any of them?" Her face twisted in disdain, "Oh no! I didn't save any wasps!" I have seen that same look of disdain on faces before. You mention the name of a certain person in their presence and suddenly the lips snarl and the eyes narrow and the manifested dislike is sufficient to start a war.

The difference between wasps and ladybugs is that wasps sting. We all know how painful a sting feels, a sting of betrayal, of selfishness, of injustice. The person that threw us under the bus for no good reason, the spouse that lives mainly for their own interests, that person we trusted that we eventually realize is just using us to get ahead. Wasps sting and nobody wants to help that which does harm and causes pain.

Jesus came to deal with stings. His purpose was for all of mankind to be able to proclaim, "Oh death! Where is your sting?" The sting of death is sin, and it is also the sting of life. Every human comes equipped with a stinger of injustice, capable of inflicting pain and creating ill-will in the hearts of others. Jesus came to de-sting us, to turn us from self-centeredness to God-centeredness, from stinging others to healing others. Undoubtedly, stinging wasps are feared, but life-giving ladybugs are favored. Just ask a 10 year old.