Maybe you can relate…

7:25 – alarm goes off. Cuss – it’s Monday.

7:45 – get up and look for toiletries

8:10 – four boxes later… no shampoo

8:13 – get in the shower… ice cold – look forward to warmth of hair drier

8:19 – shiver out of the shower… no hair drier to be found

8:47 – take care of Georgia. Look for keys

8:52 – no keys… call Grant (they’re in his car – where else?) He’ll come back home to lock new apartment while I use spare car key to drive to work

9:02 – take wrong turn out of new neighborhood. Realize I am going to be excessively late

9:12-9:37 – hit every.single.stoplight.

9:42 – stop to get ink – big print job at work today

9:59 – get to work. Discover I’ve left my computer somewhere between the two apartments – probably with my shampoo and hair drier

10:13 – meet Grant to get keys

10:37 – back at apartment. Find computer (and one great dane on our bed… bad girl)

11:09 – back at work

Item – Cost
Stress of moving – 1.5 grey hairs
2 hours in the car – 0.6 tank of gas
Embracing Monday morning with arms wide open – Priceless

Blessings

Have you heard the song “Blessings” by Laura Story? I love the lyrics:

We pray for wisdom
Your voice to hear
And we cry in anger when we cannot feel You near
We doubt Your goodness, we doubt Your love
As if every promise from Your Word is not enough
All the while, You hear each desperate plea
And long that we’d have faith to believe

‘Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
And what if a thousand sleepless nights
Are what it takes to know You’re near
What if my greatest disappointments
Or the aching of this life
Is the revealing of a greater thirst this world can’t satisfy
And what if trials of this life
The rain, the storms, the hardest nights
Are Your mercies in disguise

The Bible has so much to say about the “trials of this life, the rain, the storms, the hardest nights” – {James 1:2-4,12, Job 42:12, Matthew 5:10, 1 Peter 1:6-7, 2:19-21, 3:14, 4:1,12-13,16,19, countless others} – producing such good things within us and around us, I have to believe that they are God’s “mercies in disguise.” My life and the scripture I read have too many examples of this to believe any different.

Spring Cleaning

We are packing up and clearing out.

This has been a great home to us for three years. I can’t help but sing The Jefferson’s theme song [Moving on Up!] in my head… but this is no penthouse 😉

The smell of pinesol lemon-freshness is pungent.

Georgia, of course, is completely terrified of the vacuum cleaner {ridiculous}.

I, of course, am completely terrified of the dust bunnies {around every corner}.

I have a mound of laundry to do and all I want to do is watch Netflix.

Ho hum.

Back to cleaning…

… and watching Netflix….

Secrets: Part 3

There’s a lot to being known—really, truly, on a deep and intimate level being known. But that usually only happens in a very few relationships over the span of a lifetime and under the veil of mutual trust and intimacy.

Facebook, twitter, blogs, and other social media would like you to believe otherwise: “Share every detail of your entire life with everyone—immediately!” it screams.

But you and I know better.

What would you rather discover: the details of everything your friend ate last night on her facebook status; yet another link shared by your friend on twitter; the announcement of a big event in your friend’s life—complete with pictures—on her blog; or a quiet conversation with your friend that no one will probably ever know about, discussing the details (big and small) of a piece of her life that very few others may ever get?

My friend Ben Reed already said it: blogging’s not cool anymore; too many people are saying too many things.

The speakers at Catalyst said it: slow down and quit posting your life before it happens.

Beth Moore said it at the Deeper Still conference: (re)learn the art of treasuring things in your heart (Luke 2:19, 51b)—don’t give the things meant to be treasured away to the noise and chaos of the world.

And now I’m saying it: there are secrets worth seeking out, hidden treasures, worth discovering—there are truths that God alone allows us to find.

I would rather know the well-kept secrets of a few good friends than the minute-by-minute life of a once-friend. Secrets grab something inside of us. Knowing that there’s more – if only you could seek it out – makes you more involved than you would be otherwise; makes you invest more, care more, listen more. I think that’s the point – and that’s why “it gives God glory” to keep secrets.

Grant and I have a secret (no, we’re not pregnant). A few good friends will know it and the rest may discover it after the fact.

What conversation are you dying to hear?

What secrets of God are you seeking out?

Do you have secrets that only you and your friends/family treasure in your heart?