Well, not exactly. God is unchanging, so the fact that He seems to be getting so much bigger these days must have more to do with the fact that He’s opening my eyes wider, so that I can see more and more of Him. And I like what I see (although some of it is a bit frightening, in a roaring-Aslan sort of way).
I know you don’t need me to unload a million of my thoughts on you for your life to be complete. But I sort of need to unload them, because I am busting at the seams keeping it all in. (or maybe my pants are just tight because of all the Lima pizza I ate tonight. if you haven’t eaten pizza from Lima, OH, you’re missing out!)
I won’t use bullets, but to fit everything in, this will probably turn into bullet-like points without the little black dot.
So today was Livi’s 7th birthday. Happy Birthday, beautiful Livi! I’m just really not sure how I happen to have a seven-year-old already. I guess I am 32. We had a family day yesterday. She opened all her presents–pens, journal, 4 chapter books (from Once Upon a Child for 80 cents each–woohoo!), a shirt, a jewelry box to paint, Sorry! (the game) and Cranium Cadoo (she looooooooooves this game). We got Chinese for supper–her choice. Then after church today, we went up to Lima and had a party for her with Gabe’s parents and Grandpa, Tug, Angie and the kids.
Tonight we all went to Tug and Angie’s church for a Comedy Concert. Tug brought in Joby Saad (the Village Idiot) to raise money for his (Tug’s) youth group. We’ve watched him on DVD a few times. Funny stuff. We got to meet him backstage, and then he did a 90-minute concert. I laughed a lot. He was great at interacting with the audience. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a comedian live before.
So I’m reading Kay Warren’s book, Dangerous Surrender. Lots to process. I want so badly to be fully surrendered to Christ. Many times I think I just about am. Other times I know I have so far to go. I’m getting more and more uncomfortable, and it feels strangely good.
So I’m reading today’s entry in Walter Wangerin’s book, Preparing for Jesus (meditations on the Advent) this morning. It’s really helping me make the events surrounding Christ’s birth more personal. Then I just decide to read the first seven verses of Isaiah 9. (to us a Child is born) I underline the first part of v.2 “The people walking in darkness have seen a great light.” Then I turn to Luke 1 and slowly read the whole chapter. Lots already underlined, but v.3-4 stand out to me. “Therefore, since I myself have carefully investigated everything from the beginning, it seemed good also to me to write an orderly account for you, most excellent Theophilus, so that you may know the certainty of the things you have been taught.”
It seems good to me to write as well.
Go to church. Sing and praise. My heart was craving all of worship–singing, the message, everything. Thanks to sick babies and being out of town, I haven’t been to church (on Sunday morning) in 4 weeks. The kids’ choir sings a song based on Isaiah 9:2. A young girl reads the verse. I turn in my Bible to where I had underlined that exact verse just an hour before. Then the pastor starts his message. His text? Luke 1:1-4. Are you kidding me? My heart just felt all swelled up with the presence of the Holy Spirit. Then the pastor starts saying things that blew me away–because they had already blown me away yesterday while reading Dangerous Surrender. Uncanny.
I haven’t figured out all that He’s saying to me yet, but I’m in no hurry. Just trying to listen. Listening = one of the pastor’s main points. Luke uses the word a lot. Not in a hurry, yet sensing the urgency as well. Quite a paradox.
I sent my galley to the publisher yesterday morning. I actually went through the whole thing in one day. I liked it. I think it’s going to be fun. And again, thank you to all of you who helped me. You can’t imagine what you added to the book. You get to see in three short months. And that excites me most of all.
I’ve been scribbling down funny things the girls have said lately, but I can’t find any of them. They’re all buried in various places on my desk. Wait–here’s one.
Ava: Livi and I know that Ms. Calhoun (her teacher) has eyes in the back of her head.
Me: Oh yeah?
Ava: Yeah. Right here. (pulling up hair to show me)
Ava: (matter-of-factly) You have to get ’em put in.
I’ll have to look into that. Wonder how much it would cost. Might be worth it.
Many more thoughts to come this week. I’m also going to do a little give-away. Some of the blogs I visit periodically in the outside-of-xanga world are always doing fun give-aways. You just have to leave a comment to be entered in the drawing. Fun way to get people to actually comment on your blog, eh?
Blessings to you, friends! Have a beautiful week!