Basically, you commit to drinking nothing but tap water for the 40 days of the Lenten season, and donate what you would have spent on coffee, soda, etc. toward helping people in Uganda obtain clean drinking water. How cool is that?! (Oh and apparently they let you have a cheat day, once a week so you can stock pile caffeine in your system.) It's running from Feb 13- March 30th and you can even keep track of all the drinks you give up in an online journal! (Go here for more information.)
heart to heart. You know... in honor of Valentine's week.
downsize our mortgage payment and though we didn't really know exactly what would follow that, we felt that we could be better at outreach and missions and helping those in need. We set out on a mission to walk the talk and on May 4, 2010 I wrote this post and began a chapter in my blog labels titled "Adventure Chronicles." It quickly became a roller coaster of emotions, faith, vulnerability and consistent failure with subsequent lessons.
My husband's side of our story can't be fully revealed, but I can tell you simply, that he pursued something he was encouraged to pursue by all the appropriate people, and was told a lot of things that never came to pass. He ultimately had to let go of something he saw not only as a dream, but a calling. It was weird... and on my side it was excruciating watching him grapple with what felt like rejection not only from man, but God. Out of pure honesty, we did at times wonder why these things had ever been put on our hearts in the first place if God had no intention of opening any of those doors. Add to that, the fact that a year later, Adrain was transferred within his company to a position that left us reeling from many unwanted changes. I won't say that we haven't wavered in our trust of God's plan, because yes, we have... many times, and are still asking questions that don't have a lot of answers. Looking backward, we couldn't understand why, if we were willing to go... He didn't send. Why if we were willing, He didn't make a way.
It wasn't until this past New Year's Eve when I began reading Plan B by Pete Wilson, that I finally felt peace with God's plan again. (And not knowing what it was.) I suddenly felt like I wasn't crazy for once having wild faith, ready to leap off the tallest thing, only to watch life unfold in weirdly unexpected ways and crash-land into moments of questioning God's very existence and love for me. Apparently, others have felt this way as well and lived to tell about it.
no answers jotted down in between the lines, and at first they made me sad. Then... I began to realize the many ways God has stretched and grown parts of us during this long season. I ended my post back in May 2010 with a quote from Francis Chan in Crazy Love. "Lukewarm people do not live by faith; their lives are structured so they never have to. They don't have to trust God if something unexpected happens- they have their savings account. They don't need God to help them- they have their retirement plan in place. They don't genuinely seek out what life God would have them live- they have life figured and mapped out. They don't depend on God on a daily basis- their refrigerators are full and, for the most part, they are in good health. The truth is, their lives wouldn't look much different if they suddenly stopped believing in God."
As I read that quote again, these years later, I realize the gift God has given us. He has unstructured our life in some of the very ways the above quote mentions, so that we have no one to trust but HIM. We have been in the place we are currently waiting in, twice before in our married life. Both times we had no where to go but a rescue from God Himself, with perfect timing and a perfect plan. Both times we were not disappointed.
So I wait expectantly.
I am still excited to know God has the ultimate plan. Cause we obviously don't. We've had a lot of potential plans since 2009 but they have all fallen through. Every last one of them. Even the ones that seemed to come out of the air, from Heaven itself. I am left on this Valentine's Week reflecting on Psalm 18:19 "He brought me out into a spacious place; he rescued me because he delighted in me." (emphasis mine)
And I know He delights in me, imperfect progress and all.
What a Valentine.