The act of worship

I am pretty sure my Jesus was in on my workout session today. I had no special lighting or ambience. In fact, all I really had was a praise CD, an open heart, and a willingness to obey. "It is rising up, all around, it's the anthem of the Lord's renown" the earth truly is full of His glory. I realized that it was up to me whether or not I choose to enter into it. Our God is holy and He is a jealous lover. He will not be reduced to second thought, second place, or even second on the to-do list. There I stood in my living room doing all sorts of aerobic excersizes, and adding lunges (where one would not think an added lunge would be necessary). As I excersized, I sang loud, I sang off key, and I sang from my heart. It was 5:00 in the evening, I had worked all day and quite honestly thought of my God very little up until that point. But it was there, in my living room, admist the songs, that my heart began to worship and every thought became captive to His praises. Perspective began to change. "Beautiful Jesus, how may I bless your heart?" was beginning to sound radically different from the prayers I prayed yesterday. It was in my living room I realized that all I do should really be an act of worship. When I wash those pots and pans as an act of humility (without my usual grumpy attitude) to serve my family, I am giving glory to my Maker. And if for more than just an evening, I would awake to the thought of how I could bless my beautiful Jesus, my life would in turn become, an act of worship.

Biggest Loser Rogersville Edition

The Ugly Truth... I have gained about a few pounds each year for the last seven years. This gradual progression has led to my 40 pound weight gain. I have excersized sporaticly and popcorn dieted over the years with little success. Actually, let's be brutally honest, NO success. 10 days ago, I began my Biggest Loser workouts with the Wii. I have done 30 minutes a day with some exciting results. After a week of faithfully working out, I have lost 4 pounds! Now 4 pounds may not seem monumental, but it is to me. In my 28 years gracing planet earth, I have never intentionally lost weight. Success! This is the beginning of a new chapter of my life. One that has me eating healthier and excersing regularly. First and foremost, because I only have one body. This one body is all I have to serve God and love people with. If I abuse it, there is no second chance. Secondly, I am tired of buying new jeans. For once, I want to simply need new clothes because the current ones are just too big! Right now my goal is 2 pounds a week. If I am successful, I will be at my healthy goal weight by July. Even if the weight doesn't come off that quickly I am committing to continue trying until it does. This journey is both physical, spritual and emotional and I will need all the support I can get. One tip I have learned so far, if you are craving chocolate, fat-free chocolate pudding only has 80 calories and tastes wonderful. Another tip I have learned is to drink flavored unsweetened tea. Not only does tea have 0 calories but green and black teas are full of anti-oxidents. So, flavored teas can be good for the waist and for your health. Enjoy your day!

Summer

So far I have had a wonderful summer. The kind of summer that a girl could only hope for. In my pessimism, I thought 3 months off would be long and boring. Not so, my friend, not so. I started teaching summer school for a month. I did a unit on Mexico, we made pinatas, cupcakes, ojo de jios, paper piercings, ... you name it we crafted it, danced it, or tried it. We took field trips, and my favorite trip every year is the aquatic center. This year was more special because I got in the water and splashed around too, it was fun to just play again. I also rock climbed with the support of a 7 year old chanting "You can do it, don't quit" repeatedly as I climbed. Not necessarily a huge feat in an of itself, but it was for me. You see, I never, I repeat never have reached the top before rock climbing. So this was a feat, and my little cheerleader really did help keep me from quitting. My brother and his 3 toddlers came for a week, which was great. We went to Fantastic Caverns, a ride through cave, and I babysat the 3 wee ones for a couple days while mom and dad got away. My nephews and niece are 4, 3 and 2... ya (self explanatory). Loved seeing family in town. Also, we bought a house early May and have remodeled the guest bedroom and are in process of the bathroom remodel. I have enjoyed hanging out with my girlfriends and a weekend getaway with my husband. God has been good to me this summer, really good.

The most powerful Easter service

"This is how it feels to be free, this is how it feels to know that I am forgiven." The music plays in the background and then something amazing happens. Grown men in suits come to the platform carrying signs, beautiful women come to the platform carrying signs. An older man held up a sign that said ALCOHOL ADDICTION- then he flipped it over and it read, SOBER SINCE MAY 2006 PRAISE GOD! A young woman held another sign MOLESTED BY MY UNCLE, LOST MY VIRGINITY TO FILL A VOID, flipped it over and it read, NOW JESUS FILLS THE VOID, a beautiful woman in her 50's held a sign FATHER AND DAUGHTER COMMITTED SUICIDE/ JESUS GIVES ME PEACE DAILY, and the names and the signs continued. Fancy dresses, fancy ties, carrying large signs displaying to a large church their former sin or struggle and more importantly, proclaiming that Jesus broke the chain. It was transparency like I have never seen in a lifetime of church attendance. Not only did they display their sin or struggle to an audience but they also proclaimed Jesus in the most effective way possible. The admitted their deep need for a Savior and by doing so, found common ground with every man, woman, boy and girl in the building. A pastor's wife held a sign SCARED TO SHOW MY FAITH/JESUS GAVE ME THE POWER TO BE BOLD. And next to her, a younger woman held a sign BECAUSE OF HER BOLDNESS I WAS SAVED JUNE 2007. Does it get any better than that? The Gospel at its purest is the good news. So here's my sign SEVERELY DEPRESSED AND SUICIDAL/CONFIDENT BECAUSE OF GOD'S EXTRAVAGANT LOVE. If God has turned your world around, I challenge you to share your sign with a comment below. Because it is only when we are transparent, can people truly see the power of our Amazing God. Thank you to the brave men and women of Seminole Baptist, MO.

The In Betweens

Life is full of transition. My life seems to always be full of changes. Hopefully the last snow of winter has fallen ushering in spring weather. Spring means I will be saying goodbye soon to this class and hello to the next. This year I am learning how to be a wife, and I feel like I fail more than I succeed. I realized today I have lived in Springfield for five years now. I will always be a Florida girl at heart but for now my feet are planted in Missouri. I have transitioned from student to teacher and I have found myself lately yearning to be a student again. As silly as it sounds I love to learn. I miss sitting in class and analyzing processes. I want to learn to paint, desperately. The practical side of me would love to take a cooking class. I want to decorate and decorate well. I want to know more about my God. I want to be a student of Him. For now, I am learning to be content. Content to wait for the Lord to move in the changes. Content to know that all things work together for good. I want to be content in my imperfections. Maybe I am too hard on myself, but I want to do it all right. And in striving to do it all right, maybe I do none of it right. I think about my learning curve of life and how many times it takes me to get it all right. I think about how disobedient I am at heart when it comes to following God's law. As I examine all these ugly realities about my own humanity, I feel a need for grace. Grace from God to allow restoration and grace given to my students and my husband when they need restoration. Maybe all the couples at church have life all figured out, and maybe they're like me, wearing a pretty dress and a pretty smile, searching for solutions. In all this transition, I wish my life had more transparency. If I saw others struggling at times, maybe I would not feel so alone. I know this in between is a season, and it too shall pass. In the mean time, I will work on being a person of grace and trust that the God who holds my hand will take care of all of life's in betweens.

Pimp my Valentine

These were to good to not share. I did a Valentine box contest at school. I awarded certificates for Most Unusual, Most Heartfelt, Most Glamorous, Most Masculine and Most Environmental. I had a box that had a working fan. When you touch the paper clip to the metal post, the fans begin to spin. His concept was that as the cards were dropped in, they would spray out the bottom. I had a boy who dressed up in a suit and created a box in his likeness. I had a pig made out of a 2 liter bottle and I had a remote control "love truck". This ain't your ordinary box my friend. Gone are the days of a simple paper covered box. Be inspired by my 9year old future artists. :)

Making His Day

This weekend was my husband's birthday. He told me I was in charge of all the plans and made me promise that no-one would sing him happy birthday. ( I myself love the sound of people singing to me loud and offkey.) But for some strange reason this is not a custom my Brazilian husband is fond of. So, I thought about his likes and dislikes and proceeded to plan. I decided we would go see his brother (his favorite person in the world, next to me of course). I also chose a nice historic Bed and Breakfast we could stay in. I knew he would like it because of the random farm animals that would be roaming the property and because of it was a certified historic building from 1840. I bought him a football highlight DVD and his first fishing pole. I made him his favorite cake, strawberry. I planned a weekend with him in mind. We went, and we both had a wonderful time. The innkeepers saw to it that we had all manner of luxury, including a three-course breakfast! We loved the hot-tub and we got to watch our nephew make his first basketball shot of the season.
While we were there, my brother-in-law took us to an Elk Park and a bird sanctuary. At the gift shop, I found a dinousaur egg that I knew one of my students would love. You see, Brian, is a special needs student and for his age, very short. He is aware of all of this and consequently has a low self esteem. Despite his struggle to read, he loves dinosaurs and his only goal in life is to be a paleontologist. I knew this egg, would make his day. I gave it to him today for no reason at all. I could tell I made his day. And by making his day, I made mine.