Last week, I ventured off the farm to do some work at a local coffee shop (I'm still amazed there's one within a 20 mile range of my house! (Only one, though!)). First, though, I decided to get some lunch. I grabbed a burger and fries at the McDonalds, and took it to a local park to enjoy the beautiful weather. I turned off my car and folded my hands to pray for my meal. As soon as I said the words, I was struck with how odd they sounded: Bless this food to my body. Really?
I seldom remember to pray for my food when I'm out and about, which is an issue for another day. But I found it so odd to pray for a greasy burger and salty fries to bless my body and bring glory to God. There were much healthier options available, I just didn't think twice about it, which is yet an issue for another day. (Guess I know what I'm blogging about down the road...)
How often do I pray for something, knowing God will bless it? The burger isn't a great example, but I think it leads to an interesting question- is it silly to ask God to bless something we know isn't good for us?
I feel like this question brings off the top of the can of worms. Why don't we ask God what He has already blessed, and just do that? Why do we do things we know aren't the best for us?
Then comes the musing: How do we know God's will? How might we know what actions or choices He's blessed?
I've had moments during raising support that I can only describe as hitting a spiritual jackpot: seeing God bless something I feel Him prompting me to do. Whether it's taking a small step of faith or a huge one, seeing immediate rewards is not something we always get the privilege of doing. But I do, I get such a great feeling- that I'm being obedient to God and trusting Him to work things out -- whether I get to see rewards immediately, or be blessed at all in the decision.
Maybe I should pray for God to bless my greasy burger because it is what is is: greasy, and unhealthy, and it would be nice for Him to make it into good. Seems silly. Maybe God doesn't care about a measly little burger I ate at one meal. Maybe He does? A thousand small choices add up to mammoth consequences. A thousand burgers and fries over the course of 20 years (which is only a burger a week!) might lead to a deadly heart attack.
There's probably a lot of theological issues in this post, but it's just some general thoughts I have had lately about being obedient to God when we hear His voice.
Maybe we don't need to know what God's will is in the every day situations to hit the spiritual jackpot. His Word is clear what is beneficial and what is not. Perhaps I should not concern myself with figuring out what He'd bless in daily life, but fixing my eyes on Him.
"whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things." {Philippians 4:8}
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Friday, July 09, 2010
Hibernatic July on the Farm
If June was nomadic, July is hibernatic. I rarely leave a 20 mile radius of the farm- and when I do, it's only to get provisions.
I don't know the proper word to describe life on the farm. Interesting, I guess. No- a more accurate phrase is: The way life is lived on the farm is very interesting.
The days are long; by 7 am, Dad laces up his boots for a 12 hour day. My parents are getting older, though. Those 12 hours include at least one nap at some point.
Holidays are spent at home, and if we do venture off the farm, it's to a nearby American Legion or small-town bar for supper (maybe even a drink).
But just because we don't get excited about special days doesn't mean we don't get excited. At any instant, the phone can ring. A neighbor, with bad news- "Your cows are out!"
Within minutes, we hop into the truck and speed down the road. More than once I've thought of the ramifications of someone hitting one of our livestock- injuries, possible death- a lawsuit, for sure.
But perhaps more dangerous than loose cows on the farm are fires. The 4th of July, the phone rang- within 30 seconds, I had my shoes on and the car started, while Mom ran to get the fire extinguishers. The contraption that bails hay into round stacks was producing smoke, presenting the potential for fire. (No actual fire, luckily).
Another phenomenon: we pick rock. I can't believe how many people don't know what this means- even people who grew up in towns and cities in more rural areas. This act is comparable to a seasoned shopper in a high-end store. She does not waste her time, but she selects her items carefully, very sure of what she wants. She can tell what items are treasures.
The farmer has a similar trained eye- he can spot a rock from 16 rows of corn away, (sometimes more). He takes one look, and heads back to the tractor for a shovel. That rock is like an iceberg, with a majority of its' mass underground.
Life on the farm seems so different now, after returning from 6 years in the "city" (if you can use that word to describe Vermillion). I may not always love it, but it's home.
I don't know the proper word to describe life on the farm. Interesting, I guess. No- a more accurate phrase is: The way life is lived on the farm is very interesting.
The days are long; by 7 am, Dad laces up his boots for a 12 hour day. My parents are getting older, though. Those 12 hours include at least one nap at some point.
Holidays are spent at home, and if we do venture off the farm, it's to a nearby American Legion or small-town bar for supper (maybe even a drink).
But just because we don't get excited about special days doesn't mean we don't get excited. At any instant, the phone can ring. A neighbor, with bad news- "Your cows are out!"
Within minutes, we hop into the truck and speed down the road. More than once I've thought of the ramifications of someone hitting one of our livestock- injuries, possible death- a lawsuit, for sure.
But perhaps more dangerous than loose cows on the farm are fires. The 4th of July, the phone rang- within 30 seconds, I had my shoes on and the car started, while Mom ran to get the fire extinguishers. The contraption that bails hay into round stacks was producing smoke, presenting the potential for fire. (No actual fire, luckily).
Another phenomenon: we pick rock. I can't believe how many people don't know what this means- even people who grew up in towns and cities in more rural areas. This act is comparable to a seasoned shopper in a high-end store. She does not waste her time, but she selects her items carefully, very sure of what she wants. She can tell what items are treasures.
The farmer has a similar trained eye- he can spot a rock from 16 rows of corn away, (sometimes more). He takes one look, and heads back to the tractor for a shovel. That rock is like an iceberg, with a majority of its' mass underground.
Life on the farm seems so different now, after returning from 6 years in the "city" (if you can use that word to describe Vermillion). I may not always love it, but it's home.
Wednesday, July 07, 2010
some quick thoughts on 2 Samuel
I was watching a new show last week- "I Get That A Lot." It's one of those hidden camera shows where at the end, the people get all embarrassed in front of the camera.
Have you had that feeling-that something's so ironic, there must be a hidden camera around to capture your reaction? Once in awhile I'll be reading a verse or passage in the Bible and something will jump out at me, so applicable to my life or exactly what I need to read. Every time it happens I think about these hidden camera shows. (Now I'm picturing Jesus popping out from behind a door and said "Gotcha! You're on TV!" ...)
Anyway, all that to say I read something yesterday that hit me square in the eyes. I've been reading through the Bible Chronologically; I just finished off 2 Samuel, and was struck by this passage:
1 Once again the anger of the Lord burned against Israel, and he caused David to harm them by taking a census. “Go and count the people of Israel and Judah,” the Lord told him.
2 So the king said to Joab and the commanders[a] of the army, “Take a census of all the tribes of Israel—from Dan in the north to Beersheba in the south—so I may know how many people there are.”
3 But Joab replied to the king, “May the Lord your God let you live to see a hundred times as many people as there are now! But why, my lord the king, do you want to do this?”
4 But the king insisted that they take the census, so Joab and the commanders of the army went out to count the people of Israel.
10 But after he had taken the census, David’s conscience began to bother him. And he said to the Lord, “I have sinned greatly by taking this census. Please forgive my guilt, Lord, for doing this foolish thing.”
11 The next morning the word of the Lord came to the prophet Gad, who was David’s seer. This was the message: 12 “Go and say to David, ‘This is what the Lord says: I will give you three choices. Choose one of these punishments, and I will inflict it on you.’”
14 “I’m in a desperate situation!” David replied to Gad. “But let us fall into the hands of the Lord, for his mercy is great. Do not let me fall into human hands.”
15 So the Lord sent a plague upon Israel that morning, and it lasted for three days.[e] A total of 70,000 people died throughout the nation, from Dan in the north to Beersheba in the south. 16 But as the angel was preparing to destroy Jerusalem, the Lord relented and said to the death angel, “Stop! That is enough!” At that moment the angel of the Lord was by the threshing floor of Araunah the Jebusite.
I don't really understand the significance of some of this, but it reminded me that numbers aren't always important. Maybe that's not the point of the passage; it was just so crazy to me to be praying about focusing on relationships instead of numbers during MPD, and then I read this passage.
So, I there's a loose application of this passage to my daily life (and I'm sure I could go more in depth if I knew my Biblical history better). But what also struck me was David's attitude at the end of the chapter:
17 When David saw the angel, he said to the Lord, “I am the one who has sinned and done wrong! But these people are as innocent as sheep—what have they done? Let your anger fall against me and my family.”
18 That day Gad came to David and said to him, “Go up and build an altar to the Lord on the threshing floor of Araunah the Jebusite.”
19 So David went up to do what the Lord had commanded him. 20 When Araunah saw the king and his men coming toward him, he came and bowed before the king with his face to the ground. 21 “Why have you come, my lord the king?” Araunah asked.
David replied, “I have come to buy your threshing floor and to build an altar to the Lord there, so that he will stop the plague.”
22 “Take it, my lord the king, and use it as you wish,” Araunah said to David. “Here are oxen for the burnt offering, and you can use the threshing boards and ox yokes for wood to build a fire on the altar. 23 I will give it all to you, Your Majesty, and may the Lord your God accept your sacrifice.”
24 But the king replied to Araunah, “No, I insist on buying it, for I will not present burnt offerings to the Lord my God that have cost me nothing.” So David paid him fifty pieces of silver[f] for the threshing floor and the oxen.
25 David built an altar there to the Lord and sacrificed burnt offerings and peace offerings. And the Lord answered his prayer for the land, and the plague on Israel was stopped.
Wow. I will not present an offering to the Lord that costs me nothing. That verse needs no explanation.
Have you had that feeling-that something's so ironic, there must be a hidden camera around to capture your reaction? Once in awhile I'll be reading a verse or passage in the Bible and something will jump out at me, so applicable to my life or exactly what I need to read. Every time it happens I think about these hidden camera shows. (Now I'm picturing Jesus popping out from behind a door and said "Gotcha! You're on TV!" ...)
Anyway, all that to say I read something yesterday that hit me square in the eyes. I've been reading through the Bible Chronologically; I just finished off 2 Samuel, and was struck by this passage:
1 Once again the anger of the Lord burned against Israel, and he caused David to harm them by taking a census. “Go and count the people of Israel and Judah,” the Lord told him.
2 So the king said to Joab and the commanders[a] of the army, “Take a census of all the tribes of Israel—from Dan in the north to Beersheba in the south—so I may know how many people there are.”
3 But Joab replied to the king, “May the Lord your God let you live to see a hundred times as many people as there are now! But why, my lord the king, do you want to do this?”
4 But the king insisted that they take the census, so Joab and the commanders of the army went out to count the people of Israel.
10 But after he had taken the census, David’s conscience began to bother him. And he said to the Lord, “I have sinned greatly by taking this census. Please forgive my guilt, Lord, for doing this foolish thing.”
11 The next morning the word of the Lord came to the prophet Gad, who was David’s seer. This was the message: 12 “Go and say to David, ‘This is what the Lord says: I will give you three choices. Choose one of these punishments, and I will inflict it on you.’”
14 “I’m in a desperate situation!” David replied to Gad. “But let us fall into the hands of the Lord, for his mercy is great. Do not let me fall into human hands.”
15 So the Lord sent a plague upon Israel that morning, and it lasted for three days.[e] A total of 70,000 people died throughout the nation, from Dan in the north to Beersheba in the south. 16 But as the angel was preparing to destroy Jerusalem, the Lord relented and said to the death angel, “Stop! That is enough!” At that moment the angel of the Lord was by the threshing floor of Araunah the Jebusite.
I don't really understand the significance of some of this, but it reminded me that numbers aren't always important. Maybe that's not the point of the passage; it was just so crazy to me to be praying about focusing on relationships instead of numbers during MPD, and then I read this passage.
So, I there's a loose application of this passage to my daily life (and I'm sure I could go more in depth if I knew my Biblical history better). But what also struck me was David's attitude at the end of the chapter:
17 When David saw the angel, he said to the Lord, “I am the one who has sinned and done wrong! But these people are as innocent as sheep—what have they done? Let your anger fall against me and my family.”
18 That day Gad came to David and said to him, “Go up and build an altar to the Lord on the threshing floor of Araunah the Jebusite.”
19 So David went up to do what the Lord had commanded him. 20 When Araunah saw the king and his men coming toward him, he came and bowed before the king with his face to the ground. 21 “Why have you come, my lord the king?” Araunah asked.
David replied, “I have come to buy your threshing floor and to build an altar to the Lord there, so that he will stop the plague.”
22 “Take it, my lord the king, and use it as you wish,” Araunah said to David. “Here are oxen for the burnt offering, and you can use the threshing boards and ox yokes for wood to build a fire on the altar. 23 I will give it all to you, Your Majesty, and may the Lord your God accept your sacrifice.”
24 But the king replied to Araunah, “No, I insist on buying it, for I will not present burnt offerings to the Lord my God that have cost me nothing.” So David paid him fifty pieces of silver[f] for the threshing floor and the oxen.
25 David built an altar there to the Lord and sacrificed burnt offerings and peace offerings. And the Lord answered his prayer for the land, and the plague on Israel was stopped.
Wow. I will not present an offering to the Lord that costs me nothing. That verse needs no explanation.
Thursday, July 01, 2010
Nomad June.
As Nomad June comes to a close I find myself at home on the farm in Minnesota. Living out of my car was fun for a month, but I am excited to be home for ... awhile. However long that will be! Here's a final summary of Nomad June:
39 Hours in my car
6 different states
2300+ miles
8 different sermon podcasts played
longest stretch without getting out of the car:
Champaign, IL to Moline, IL (180ish miles)
(not that impressive)
longest drive in one day:
Champaign, IL to Vermillion, SD (589 miles)
Whew. I'm tired just typing all that. In reality it wasn't that major of a trip, but it made for a fun and crazy month!
39 Hours in my car
6 different states
2300+ miles
8 different sermon podcasts played
longest stretch without getting out of the car:
Champaign, IL to Moline, IL (180ish miles)
(not that impressive)
longest drive in one day:
Champaign, IL to Vermillion, SD (589 miles)
Whew. I'm tired just typing all that. In reality it wasn't that major of a trip, but it made for a fun and crazy month!
Saturday, June 26, 2010
A Promise.
How's this for a legacy? (quotes from wikipedia)
"Nancy G. Brinker promised her dying older sister, Susan G. Komen, she would do everything in her power to end breast cancer forever. In 1982, that promise became Susan G. Komen for the Cure, which is now the world's largest breast cancer organization and largest source of nonprofit fund dedicated to breast cancer."
"Since its inception in 1982, Komen has raised over $1.5 billion for research, education and health services, making it the largest breast cancer charity in the world. Today, the Komen organization is recognized as the leading catalyst in the fight against breast cancer, with more than 100,000 volunteers working in a network of 125 U.S. and international affiliates. Susan G. Komen for the Cure received Charity Navigator's highest rating, four stars."
"Nancy G. Brinker promised her dying older sister, Susan G. Komen, she would do everything in her power to end breast cancer forever. In 1982, that promise became Susan G. Komen for the Cure, which is now the world's largest breast cancer organization and largest source of nonprofit fund dedicated to breast cancer."
"Since its inception in 1982, Komen has raised over $1.5 billion for research, education and health services, making it the largest breast cancer charity in the world. Today, the Komen organization is recognized as the leading catalyst in the fight against breast cancer, with more than 100,000 volunteers working in a network of 125 U.S. and international affiliates. Susan G. Komen for the Cure received Charity Navigator's highest rating, four stars."
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Formulas.
My car was looking pretty dirty the other day, so I took a trip to the local do-it-yourself car wash.
I had a couple dollars in quarters and figured I could get the car pretty clean for about $2.50. I put the quarters in the machine, turned the knob to "Super Soap Soak" and let 'er rip.
Throughout the process of washing the car, I assumed the power washer would produce the water pressure and suds I needed to get my car moderately clean (mainly just less bug-encrusted). I put the money in and got results.
Here's where I tie in the real-life example and the new found spiritual truth you're expecting (get ready): God is not a coin-operated power washer. (Surprise!)
I definitely don't buy into the prosperity gospel that has wormed its way into the Christian subculture. The view that we believers have a right to blessings of health and wealth from God isn't one that fits within the context of the Bible.
But just because I don't buy in to the sham doesn't mean my bed skirt isn't a little ruffled. I have tendencies that result in treating God like a cosmic ATM (relevant mag's words, not mine).
And it's the little lies that we believe, or half-truths that we let slide, that can be the most devastating.
I like equations. Math is always the same. Two plus two always equals four and I take comfort in that. The funny thing is, there are those equations in the realm of Christianity that are always true. God will always love me, no matter what I do (or don't do). I will find Him when I seek Him with all my heart. He will provide what I truly need - and if I don't receive it, maybe I don't really need it. It's funny how easy it is to doubt these things even though they are as true as two plus two. I hate these cliche type of sayings I just listed, but they really are true. Of all the times I complain about not being about to find God, I must admit I wasn't seeking Him that hard. Of all the times I complain about not getting what I want, I really do have what I need.
I suppose instead of asking God to bless the things I do, I should try doing things I know He will bless. I love to make all kinds of plans, especially in the realm of MPD, but things rarely seem to work out the way I want them to.
I expect results when I step out in faith. Sometimes I see exactly what I expect, while other times I don't see any immediate result. Regardless, it's my job to step out in faith. If you're truly living your life to glorify God, regardless of your occupation, you will have to take steps of faith, leaving the results up to God (helloooo witnessing in the power of the Holy Spirit). Hm. I guess there's one formula that always works!
I had a couple dollars in quarters and figured I could get the car pretty clean for about $2.50. I put the quarters in the machine, turned the knob to "Super Soap Soak" and let 'er rip.
Throughout the process of washing the car, I assumed the power washer would produce the water pressure and suds I needed to get my car moderately clean (mainly just less bug-encrusted). I put the money in and got results.
Here's where I tie in the real-life example and the new found spiritual truth you're expecting (get ready): God is not a coin-operated power washer. (Surprise!)
I definitely don't buy into the prosperity gospel that has wormed its way into the Christian subculture. The view that we believers have a right to blessings of health and wealth from God isn't one that fits within the context of the Bible.
But just because I don't buy in to the sham doesn't mean my bed skirt isn't a little ruffled. I have tendencies that result in treating God like a cosmic ATM (relevant mag's words, not mine).
And it's the little lies that we believe, or half-truths that we let slide, that can be the most devastating.
I like equations. Math is always the same. Two plus two always equals four and I take comfort in that. The funny thing is, there are those equations in the realm of Christianity that are always true. God will always love me, no matter what I do (or don't do). I will find Him when I seek Him with all my heart. He will provide what I truly need - and if I don't receive it, maybe I don't really need it. It's funny how easy it is to doubt these things even though they are as true as two plus two. I hate these cliche type of sayings I just listed, but they really are true. Of all the times I complain about not being about to find God, I must admit I wasn't seeking Him that hard. Of all the times I complain about not getting what I want, I really do have what I need.
I suppose instead of asking God to bless the things I do, I should try doing things I know He will bless. I love to make all kinds of plans, especially in the realm of MPD, but things rarely seem to work out the way I want them to.
I expect results when I step out in faith. Sometimes I see exactly what I expect, while other times I don't see any immediate result. Regardless, it's my job to step out in faith. If you're truly living your life to glorify God, regardless of your occupation, you will have to take steps of faith, leaving the results up to God (helloooo witnessing in the power of the Holy Spirit). Hm. I guess there's one formula that always works!
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Future Strengths
I've blogged about my strengths before, but lately my thoughts have revolved around my future and so I've been thinking about my strengths a lot. Ok, fine- whether I think about my future or not, I'm often thinking of my strengths and how to use them differently, or more efficiently. God's been doing a lot of stuff in my heart/mind and I'm not real sure how that will play out in the coming months/years. At this point, I'm just grateful for where I am.
These thoughts have partially included the field HR and why I love it so much. I enjoy talking about and thinking about my personality and how I can hone my strengths to make me even better at what I am good at. Below are my top five thought patterns:
People strong in the Individualization theme are intrigued with the unique qualities of each person. They have a gift for figuring out how people who are different can work together productively.
People strong in the Input theme have a craving to know more. Often they like to collect and archive all kinds of information.
People strong in the Significance theme want to be very important in the eyes of others. They are independent and want to be recognized.
People strong in the Analytical theme search for reasons and causes. They have the ability to think about all the factors that might affect a situation.
People strong in the Strategic theme create alternative ways to proceed. Faced with any given scenario, they can quickly spot the relevant patterns and issues.
A few thoughts on these patterns:
I'm surprised Connectedness didn't make it into the top 5 (having faith that there are links between all things/events). Maybe it was in the #6 spot. At first I was surprised that Achiever (great deal of stamina and work hard; taking great satisfaction from being busy and productive) was not in my top 5, but I'm kind of glad it's not!
Also, the Arranger theme can organize with a complementing component of flexibility; they like to figure out how all of the pieces and resources can be arranged for maximum productivity. This pattern combined with Individualization would be key for HR.
People to pair up with: Activators. Hard core. I stink at finishing things.
These thoughts have partially included the field HR and why I love it so much. I enjoy talking about and thinking about my personality and how I can hone my strengths to make me even better at what I am good at. Below are my top five thought patterns:
People strong in the Individualization theme are intrigued with the unique qualities of each person. They have a gift for figuring out how people who are different can work together productively.
People strong in the Input theme have a craving to know more. Often they like to collect and archive all kinds of information.
People strong in the Significance theme want to be very important in the eyes of others. They are independent and want to be recognized.
People strong in the Analytical theme search for reasons and causes. They have the ability to think about all the factors that might affect a situation.
People strong in the Strategic theme create alternative ways to proceed. Faced with any given scenario, they can quickly spot the relevant patterns and issues.
A few thoughts on these patterns:
I'm surprised Connectedness didn't make it into the top 5 (having faith that there are links between all things/events). Maybe it was in the #6 spot. At first I was surprised that Achiever (great deal of stamina and work hard; taking great satisfaction from being busy and productive) was not in my top 5, but I'm kind of glad it's not!
Also, the Arranger theme can organize with a complementing component of flexibility; they like to figure out how all of the pieces and resources can be arranged for maximum productivity. This pattern combined with Individualization would be key for HR.
People to pair up with: Activators. Hard core. I stink at finishing things.