July 2, 2012

30 10 2012
Canipaco river valley

Where it all went down.

This is an excerpt from a journal entry which I never want to loose, so I’m putting it online.

July 2nd…I remember this as the day that my first dog, Obie-one-anobie, was born.

Now it has a new meaning associated with it though.

” July 2, 2012 Monday

…I dwelt a bit more on God’s grace and realized something.

God has saved me because of himself-it wasn’t anything I did. I just have faith in him as my savior. god is the same yesterday, today, and forever. He loves me, and if I were to e a paraplegic, he would still love me.  What’s more, he loves me personally. I think for a while, I thought of God’s love as I generally and generically love the children of Antecocha. I don’t really know them and am able to love and care for each one personally, but I really still love them.

God does love the world, but he doesn’t just offer one big general blanket, ” I love you” and pat us on the back. He is a personal God, who knows and loves me. I don’t have to strive to gain his affection. he already cares for me.

Whether or not I really admitted it before, I was scared. Scared of being alone. However, I don’t have to, because my Lord id always with me. I legitimately thought , whenever I was a freshman, that by this time I would be engaged.  As, (if you’ve been following me) it is plain to see, I am not.

But I’m ok with it.

I don’t have to fear being alone, instead. I’ve come to relish the times of silence with just God and me. I still am to sure where I’ll be in a year, but that’s ok. God has always provided for me, and I trust him to continue to do so. I don’t have to really care if people like me! Sure, I like to know people enjoy my company, but I don’t have to stress about it. For too long I’ve been concerned about what others think. If I’m being faithful to God and my relationship with Him, then whether he chooses to bless me with deep enjoyable friendships or not, I can have peace. I can be myself, as God created me to be adn as he’s molding me to be, without fear. More than this, I can love others.

1 John 4:18, “There is no fear in love. but perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love. We love because he first loved us. ”

Further commentary on the entry:

God’s grace means I don’t have to strive to be good enough to earn his affections and I don’t have to be somebody to please others so they’ll like me and I’ll feel loved and fulfilled.  God in giving me blessings and life that I don’t deserve, has freed me-I’m under zero obligation-to the desires of selfishness which could consume me. But God, he gave me more than I deserved and healed my heart from the effects of idolizing affection. He is in the business of changing hearts and desires.

“For it is God who is working in you, enabling you both to desire and to work out His good purpose.”-Philippians 2:13 HCSB


It’s an honor

4 10 2012


“It’s an honor, NOT a sacrifice.” These were the words of Samuel Thomas, a missionary to a country in the 10/40 window.


He shared part of what I’m sure would be a very long testimony today during my school’s chapel service.

Though he made us laugh profusely, and he was wearing an immaculate suit, I wonder how many of my other

fellow students also thought, “but what he’s saying is real?” 


I have heard about people suffering greatly for their faith in Jesus Christ as savior, but hearing it from the

mouth of this man stated so matter-of-factly kept reminding me of Hebrews 13:3 ,”Remember those in prison, as if you were there yourself.

Remember also those being mistreated, as if you felt their pain in your own bodies.”


Please church, let’s pray for their encouragement, for the gospel to spread even where they are,

for their lost time with their families and ministries back home, for the protection of their bodies and minds,

and that they would ever know the power that raised Christ from the dead.


Again, he said, “It would be considered an honor to be chosen to deliver a message on behalf of the president of the United States, therefore why do we say

,’it is a sacrifice’ to serve a God who sent his son to die for our sin and give us life? It’s an honor, NOT a sacrifice.”


If you would like to listen to Mr. Thomas’s talk, then go to the link below. (It’s about thirty minutes long.)

You won’t regret it. If that doesn’t work, go to http://www.ngu.edu then ministries, then live chapel, then archive and Oct. 4th.


Going Thrifty-From “Blah” to “Nifty!”

11 05 2012

The shiny penny…

the turtle wax…or….

the Super-Deluxe Shine ?

The buttons on the car-wash machine used to blink like the lights strung around a Christmas tree.

They waited impatiently to be pushed as my Dad would feed the dollar into the slot. (It was a rarity

indeed if he was lucky enough to get it accepted on the first go-round. Why do machines never seem to

want to take our money? Everyone else seems to like it alright?)

We would always go with the least expensive option.

Why? might you ask. The answer is found in a childhood memory.

Dad: ” Hey, you know what kind of animal I’d be if I got to choose?”

Me: “What?”

Dad: “A chick cause they go “cheap, cheap” like me!”

I think I’m now beginning to see eye-to-eye with my Dad.

Being frugal isn’t all that bad. I used to be  really concerned with having “the cool” brand of something, but

I’ve found it’s really not all that it’s cracked up to be.

More pressing than the dollars saved, is the peace that letting go of a perfect image can bring.

Enjoying some luxury items every now and then, or spending extra money on a nice gift for someone is by no

means outrageous.

I’ve just come to the conclusion that penny-pinching may save me some stress and could even help

starve out the selfishness, self-consciousness, or even vanity that’s quick to creep in when we focus too much on external things.

Reflection on a childhood blunder

27 04 2012


I’m so zealously tugging on my father’s pant’s leg, that it’s a wonder they’re still  intact. Surely, my efforts  should have ripped them by now.

With the one hand I’m desperately vying for my father’s attention. With the other, I’m clutching a toy that I feel I must certainly have. My anxiety increases with every passing moment that he does not acknowledge me. Doesn’t he know that any second now that lady’s voice is going to come over the intercom and inform us that our table is ready? Then I’ll have to make myself content with occupying myself with that little triangular shaped toy where you have to jump the pegs. The thought isn’t nearly as appealing as what I hold in my fist.

I look up into the eyes of my… “You’re not my DAD!”My face flushes crimson as I stare, mortified, up into the face of a man who is most definitely NOT my father.Embarrassed, I scamper off to find my real Dad and hide myself behind him. Safe at last.

Have you ever stopped to think about whose attention you are seeking and why?

Even the most perfect of people will eventually disappoint us. When those disappointing times come, we must remember that we have disappointed other too, and treat them with grace.

Seek the LORD and his strength; seek his presence continually!-1 Chronicles 16:11

What?! I’ve been dupped all along?

23 04 2012

I hope you’re hungry for a piece of irony pie, because this one would take the blue ribbon.

As I was thinking the other day, the thought entered my mind that the people of the middle ages

must have been very shocked whenever it was discovered that the world is indeed round.

“Certainly there must be some record, some quote or ancient writing that can give me some insight”.

So I did what every American does when they want to know something-I googled it.

What I found shocked the pants off of me-Columbus never set out to prove the world was round! It was

a well known and established fact. I began reading article after article and watching Youtube videos all that

attest to the same information. Medieval peoples knew the world is round.

I set out looking to write a blurb about the paradigm shift that certainly must have taken place upon this discovery, and

instead had the tables turned on me. In short I experienced my own paradigm shift in thinking.

Now if that’s not irony, I don’t know what is.

Perhaps you too have been dupped by some well-meaning, yet misinformed teacher or some other source.

If this is the case, check out this video:


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