Field Trip and Friends

Riding one of the trikes!

The middle school at my children’s school recently had a service project collecting used bikes and bike parts for a ministry that fixes these bikes and then provides them to people all over the world who need transportation. Yesterday, my son’s class took a field trip to see the work they do. It was a neat ministry, and they also shared some wonderful things with the children about ministry in general and then bike care and safety.

The lady who started the ministry told us the most important part of any ministry — prayer. We spent time praying together. And the children also learned how they bend steel, put the bikes together, and were encouraged to wear their helmets, take care of their bikes, grease the chains, keep the tires pumped up, etc. They also reported the results of the middle school bike drive and how it would help.

I had a great time being with the students, listening to their conversations, seeing their friendships. I love these children whom I have watched grow for so many years. I remembered the summer before our school started, my son was the only 2nd grader registered, and some wondered if he would have friends and if the school would grow.

By the start of school, there were five 2nd graders, good friends. They combined with the 1st graders and had a nice class of nine children, five boys and four girls. The next year, they had 14 children, 10 boys and four girls. Then they were able to separate out the classes. Though the class has changed year to year, this remains a special group of children, families, and friends, and I was thankful to witness it again yesterday and praise the Lord for bringing together this school and its community.

Bible Study

“Let us press on to know the Lord” Hosea 6:3

I am enjoying blogging more regularly because it is keeping me accountable! I have a goal to exercise at least 3 times a week (I’m starting with low expectations), and it was great to wake up and walk again this morning. It was so neat to see the moon out as I walked one direction, and the sun rising as I walked the other! I read Proverbs 9-10 before I walked (I was already a day behind in that goal!) and reflected on the verses as I walked.

Proverbs 9 continued with contrasting wisdom and folly, while Proverbs 10 talked a lot about the tongue/mouth and also contrasted righteous living with evil. There is a connection between the way we speak and the way we live, between mouths that are a fountain of life and righteous, wise living.

It struck me again that God’s Word teaches us how to live and speaks to our lives. The reason I sometimes don’t know what to do is because I don’t ask or seek or look in the Bible. But it is there, the truths that I need, the ways I should follow, knowledge about the loving God who made me and whom I want to trust and serve.

My Bible study group for this year met one last time last night for dinner at my leader’s house. It was lovely, and I am going to miss seeing these ladies regularly. Studying the Bible together and praying for one another through the year builds sweet friendships and brings encouragement.

I am doing a Beth Moore Bible study Esther: It’s Tough Being a Woman with a friend now and looking forward to studying James: Mercy Triumphs, another Beth Moore study, with a group starting in late June. I find if I don’t have a plan for summer, it’s easy to miss my daily time reading the Bible simply because I don’t have a plan!

So my praise for this morning is God’s Word, the Bible. What an amazing gift to us that God has spoken to us through His Word. I also remembered this morning that it is a gift to have it in my language, readily accessible,  and to have the freedom to read and study it openly with friends. We have been given much, and I want to know this gift and its Giver and give it to those who do not have it or know its power.

Proverbs 9:10 “The fear of the LORD is the beginning of wisdom, and the knowledge of the Holy One is understanding.”

Proverbs 10:19 “In the multitude of words, sin is not lacking, but he who restrains his lips is wise.”

Mom’s in Town!

Dinner at my mom’s new place with my in-laws — she’s already cooking for a (small) crowd!

I’ve referenced it in some earlier posts last week, but my mom has moved to town! It’s been very exciting for us and a lot of fun. We awaited her arrival with great expectation. I can only hope she is enjoying her time here so far. She’s come at a time when all programs are ending like Bible studies and such, but I’m sure she’ll make friends as she moves along.

We haven’t lived in the same city in most of the last 20 years, so this is a treat, and we are thankful to the Lord for His provision to provide a wonderful place for her to live and bring her here!

One thing my mom encouraged my sister and me to do when we were young was to read a chapter of Proverbs a day through a month. So on the first day of the month, you would read Proverbs 1, and by the last day of the month, you would be at Proverbs 31. I decided to pick up on this for the rest of May, and this morning was encouraged by considering the blessings of wisdom in Proverbs 8. After reading it, I took a nice walk around our neighborhood and reflected on those words.

“The fear of the LORD is hatred of evil (8:13a); riches and honor are with me, enduring wealth and righteousness. My fruit is better than gold, even fine gold (8:18-19a); I walk in the way of righteousness, in the paths of justice, granting an inheritance to those who love me, and filling their treasuries (8:20-21).

Then it talked about the LORD possessing wisdom at the beginning of his work; wisdom was set up before the beginning of the earth. That was an interesting section to read. I hadn’t thought about it before.

It ends with, “For whoever finds me finds life and obtains favor from the LORD, but he who fails to find me injures himself; all who hate me love death” (Prov. 8:35-36).
I’m reminded today to seek wisdom and thankful that we can ask God for wisdom in faith, and He will give it to us (James 1:5-8).

Working Mom

Some flowers I was sent for speaking at Bible Study

My friend Shelly recently published a post entitled “To Work or Not to Work.” I thought what she shared was insightful.

I am not a big planner. I just tend to go through life as it comes, not having lots of dreams about what I want or how it should happen. Growing up, I never thought too much about the kind of man I wanted to marry; I never planned out the kind of wedding I would want; I didn’t give too much thought to my major in college or the kind of career I might want; I didn’t think about the number of children I should have or the kind of decorating I would want in a house. I would just arrive at each next step, and things just seemed to fall into place.

Through the years, I’ve found that God’s plans were so much better than mine could have been anyway.

I stayed at home with my children when they were little, and I honestly had no thought that I would ever work again. I enjoyed being a stay at home mom and was grateful I could do it.

Once my children got to school age, though, I remember sitting on the side of my bed, aware that I would not likely have any more children, and wondering what in the world I was going to do with myself now that they would be in school. I realized they had been my almost singular purpose for the 7 or so years prior, and I didn’t know what my identity was apart from mothering.

When a classical school was starting in our area, we were interested, and as we tried to figure out how we might afford it, it became obvious that I could work at the school to earn the tuition. The Lord had worked out a new stage, another plan for my life. I discovered that not only was work something I was doing to meet a need (earning tuition), but it was actually something I enjoyed. I enjoyed sharing about the school to prospective parents and guiding them through the admissions process. I enjoyed coordinating testing for incoming students and administering the math (taking advantage of my degree in elementary education with a specialization in math). I liked the numerous administrative tasks like collecting tuition, enrolling students, helping with events, submitting reports to the state, helping oversee standardized testing, etc. I was glad to be working, and even though it had started as a means to an end, it became a place of ministry for me, as well. I loved the families I interacted with each day. I saw firsthand and through prayer God working and moving in that little school.

I thought I would be there forever. It seemed the perfect use of my elementary education degree and my administrative work background as a legal assistant.

And yet, God again had other plans. Last year, I began a new job at our church. I have seen His hand of preparation through past work experiences. And I’ve seen how my work isn’t just to earn the tuition money. These jobs have come with specific callings, using the gifts God has given me. I have come to see that if we took our children out of private schools, I would still work because the work is no longer about the tuition; it’s a calling of its own — unless He were to call me to something else unexpected!

So I resonate with Shelly. We do what God calls us to do and know that our stories are all unique, and there’s not one size fits all. My family is, of course, an obvious calling; I am a wife and mother! But because I don’t do much more than spend time with my family and work part-time, it all seems to balance out well.

While some of my friends work, many of them don’t, but are just as involved outside the home as I am through volunteer work at church or their children’s schools or in the community. They face the same challenges of balance that I do and have to make the same decisions about what they will spend their time doing. Thankfully, we can seek the Lord and trust that He will lead us to what is best.

Sabbatical

Easter Sunday

It’s been an interesting semester for us. My husband took his first sabbatical since arriving at Moody ten years ago. Though eligible after seven years, he was in the middle of writing fiction and wanted to use a sabbatical for academic work. So having completed the trilogy, now was the time.

He always dreamed of doing sabbatical work somewhere overseas where we could take the kids out of school and travel Europe while he wrote and worked. The reality, though, of my working — and particularly beginning a new job last year — really precluded any trip like that. Somehow, writing from home while regular life routines go on didn’t seem as glamorous!

When we moved here from Virginia in 2002, we went from having my husband around all the time (because we lived near campus and he could come and go quite easily) to him being gone early in the day and coming home later in the evening to make the hour long commute to Moody. At that time, I wondered how in the world we would make it with him being gone so far and for such long days. My children were four and two years old, and we had always pictured him working at a campus that would be nearby our home where we could all be around and experience his world. But such is not the case when you work in the big city and live in the suburbs. Thankfully, his family was around, and we could all be available for one another when we needed support. And we gradually became used to this new normal and the times that he would then be around.

Now, ten years later, with sabbatical beginning, I wondered how in the world we would adjust to having him around more — such as in the middle of our morning routine of getting ready and out the door for school and work! As it turns out, we have enjoyed it a lot. He has been able to accomplish a lot of writing and get one piece published in an academic journal JETS, while working on his next academic book which will include translations he has been working on. But it’s also provided time for him to do more drop off and pick up at school and just be around with us more.

One week while I was preparing for a talk at church, he made dinner 2 or 3 nights! Not just hot dogs, but he went to Southern Living and found out how to make chicken lettuce wraps like you get at PF Changs! They were delicious, and I was impressed!

His sabbatical, though, has been filled with the unexpected as well. Who knew he would lose his close friend in February and we would travel to his funeral? And this is the time God provided for my mom to move to Wheaton, so he has gladly worked to help make that happen — she arrived Tuesday — and will complete the full move when her house sells.

The thing I’ve seen in him is that though sabbbatical wasn’t what he would have dreamed of — hanging out in our home writing while helping me, grieving the loss of a close friend, and moving a mother-in-law to town (which we have all loved, by the way!), he has done so with joy, with gladness, without complaint. My husband is a very driven and active person who can accomplish a lot in a little time because he manages his time well, so to slow down and participate more fully in our home has been a blessing for us, even if it’s been challenging for him — though he’d never say it was!

He said the other day, “Sabbatical is over, I think,” as he prepares to be involved in Moody’s graduation Saturday, start teaching summer school, and travel on his annual Europe trip leading students on tours. It will be good for him to get back in the swing of his routine, but at the end of it, we’re grateful and glad he had the break and the time to be in ours a little more!