Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Happy New Year!

Well, another year comes to a close. Every New Year's Eve I remember with fondness a tradition practiced at my Grandparent's home. It was not uncommon for my Dad's parents to keep their five grandchildren (including me and my brother) overnight on New Year's Eve. While we thought this was a great tradition, it is only as an adult (and a parent) that I now realize that this thoughtful gesture was likely done each year in order to free our parents up to go out for New Years sans kiddies! Nevertheless, we kiddies did enjoy ourselves. The highlight of the evening for us cousins was to see who could make the most elaborate or ridiculous hat to wear at midnight. Using construction paper and lots of bows, ribbons and paper left over from the recent Christmas mayhem, we set about our task and then at midnight we would all rush out into the yard sporting our creations making as much commotion possible with noise makers, horns and cow bells! We indeed "rang" in the new year, and Granddaddy topped it all off with fireworks!

It is fitting to celebrate the start of a New Year, for it is by the grace of God that we start even a new day! And it gives us yet another opportunity to praise Him for the most awesome new beginning He's ever given us -- new life in Christ!! That new beginning can happen for us at any time. For many, it comes early as we are raised in godly homes and the Spirit calls us at a tender age. For others, God may choose the teen years, or midlife. The Lawson's dear neighbor and friend, Bob, is celebrating a new beginning at the end of his life. Struggling with cancer for years, he had been struggling against God for his whole life. But here at the closing of his earthly life, in what will likely be his death bed, he has experienced a glorious dawning! His life is in reality now just beginning!! David in his visits with Bob has remarked that since giving his life to Christ, Bob's entire countenance has changed! He exudes peacefulness, where before he was agitated. He is smiling, joyful and engaging with visitors, rather than closed, hesitant and downcast. At a time the world would say should be his saddest hour, Bob is radiant with hope, peace and joy!

Likewise for Jenice's father who's recent hospitalization for heart trouble has given her and others the opportunity to talk to him about his real "heart" trouble, his need for Christ! And God has graciously seen fit to draw this man to himself at the twilight of his days who has worshiped idols his whole life, namely the god of money. That is grace, my friends! Who but our loving God would offer salvation to one who has shaken his fist in His face for over 7o years? And who but our loving God can surprise the hopeless with joy, give peace to the tourmented soul, and hopeful anticipation, not dread, in the face of death?

THAT'S the power of the Gospel! THAT'S the "foolishness" that the world mocks, but we know is the ONLY reality -- that we were dead in our sins, but Christ died for us and was raised from the grave that we might have eternal life! Not just that we might experience life after death, but experience the things of God's in this life -- love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, gentleness, faithfulness and self-control!

So, friends, Happy New Year, and may it be merry as we praise God for His abounding grace and mercy, love and forgiveness, hope and renewing power! I can't wait to see what God does in our midst in 2009! Just look at how he has blessed the close of 2008 with these two amazing miracles, like fireworks of celebration! Thanks be to GOD!

Saturday, December 20, 2008

Thursday, November 27, 2008

Be Careful Little Eyes...

(photo taken in 2004)

Last evening, I sat down at my computer and checked one of the national news sites. There I was confronted with the headline and accompanying gruesome pictures from the terrorist attacks in Mumbai, India, where over 100 have been brutally murdered. My stomach sank. I sat there motionless staring at the carnage depicted before me. Suddenly, Matthew appeared from upstairs. Not having time to toggle to a different web page, and not wanting him to glimpse the bloody photos, I snipped, "Matt, go back upstairs!" He immediately complied, but I felt the pang of having raised my voice to him, and his confusion at my doing so. I went quickly upstairs to seek him out, and he was playing and seemed to have forgotten all about it in a matter of seconds. I gave him a big hug and explained that he had not done anything wrong, but that I didn't want him to see a scary picture that was on the news.

At 6:00 this morning, Matt came into our bedroom and, like many mornings, crawled in between David and me. As he snuggled into my shoulder, my mind went back to India, and I held him closer. I know that I will not be able to protect him from the horrors of the world much longer. His innocence, and Emma's, right now is so precious. Matt and Emma's tender hearts turn away from all things scary or disturbing. Last year, we had to leave the latest Veggie Tales movie ("The Pirates Who Don't Do Anything") before the first scene was even complete, because Matt found the bad pirate zucchini too scary!! Emma could not watch "March of the Penguins" because the discovery that some of the penguins die in those desolate conditions was too much for her to bear. We laugh, but this morning I thought about the children who were surely witness, and perhaps even victim, to the terrorism in Mumbai, and how their little eyes should never have to see such wickedness. Their innocence has been brutally stolen from them, never to be regained.

This Thanksgiving morning, I thank God for many things. My country, where such attacks are rare. Our armed service men and women who put themselves into those gruesome scenes so that we are protected from them. For the innocence of childhood, and the hope of innocence one day restored through Christ. Advent is upon us when we celebrate Christ's first coming into this world. And I say, Maranatha, Lord Jesus! Return!

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Went With the Wind

Sometimes, you just need a good laugh. The Carol Burnett Show was my favorite as a kid! Carol was totally my hero, and I mimicked her at school every chance I could, earning me the "Funniest in the Class" award in 5th grade! But enough about my glory days (groan). I wish they still made TV shows like this, but unfortunately, they, like this sketch, have "Gone With the Wind". So take 15 minutes to sit back and enjoy!


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PART 2