Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Africa, Jolly Ranchers and Conviction on the 505.

Dave and the team made it safely to Africa.

We were able to chat last night for me/this morning for him via FaceTime.

Kayla told him about the faux gold nuggets that Pop Pop gave her yesterday.

And asked if there were goats there.

Gold and goats.

That's about right.


Ashlyn asked if he got his shots yet.

She wanted to go with him until she heard about the vaccination requirements.

Lightweight.



God is doing amazing things in Sudan.

I love that I can kind of see it.

And I can't wait to hear more when they are home.


I went to a funeral on Saturday.

For a dear soul that taught Sunday School in the church that I grew up in.

I was blessed to have her.

And blessed by the Jolly Ranchers she gave me when I memorized verses.


Her family spoke of her devotion to Christ and His Word.

How they would recall hearing her pray out loud, early in the morning.

Very often she had her bible in hand.

Any time she talked with you, she looked you in the eyes and gently grabbed your arm.

I remember that about her.


And she did not have an easy life.

Much harder than mine.

Yet she remained loyal.

Devout.

Committed.


On the drive back, I got to thinking.

What will my kids remember about me?

What will they say after I'm gone?

That I always had my bible in my hand?

Or that I was always holding my phone.

Am I praying out loud in the morning or ever?

Am I intensionally teaching them?

And, more importantly, am I LIVING what I'm teaching them?

Or just surviving until bedtime.


A good dose of conviction was received on the 505.

And one I'm going to listen to.

I want to be remembered for my devotion to Christ.

Not the things of this world.


Now hear me.

Obviously, technology is not evil or bad.

I actually think it's a gift from the Lord, if used rightly.

Fellowship on steroids.

I love it.


I have no plans to give it up.

I just want to use it less.

I don't want to be remembered for it.



Even if I really, really, REALLY love it when we're 9077 miles apart.


Thank you, 505 and your 8 zillion bugs.

Thank you, Dorothea Jacobs.

God used you to teach me something.


Unrelated.

This.

Link up.




7 comments:

  1. i love.

    and i cried.

    i've been convicted of her love and devotion over and over the past few weeks.

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  2. evidently, God does a lot of convicting on freeways.

    i'm grateful for the dorothea's in my life. i want to be one of them.

    glad you got to see your man. may God be glorified in him in sudan, and protect you and the girls and lead you in peace while you are 9077 miles apart. i know he will, that is his way.

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  3. Ugh, your conviction on the 505 now has me convicted. That was a good word.
    My Hubby is going to the Dominican Republic and Haiti next month. Praying facetime works. We aren't used to him being gone.
    unrelated, I will be linking up tomorrow ;)

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  4. Praying for Dave & his team in Sudan. Can't wait to hear all about his trip.
    Sorry about your former Sunday School teacher....she sounded like an amazing woman.
    I totally get your convictions...praying for all of us to be good role models to our girls.

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  5. This is so true, we now all have been convicted, amazing how God works, he really is working on me, things just keep coming along. Loving Jesus!

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  6. oh, hey. just catching up over here. did you know that i just adore you?
    praying for your darling family as you minister through hope church. the lord is busy in you, love it!

    p.s. i knew the black bean brownies wouldn't be awesome.

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  7. Love, love, love this post. (catching up on a lot of fun reading since meeting you Tuesday). :) I so relate--how will my kids remember me? It's a sobering thought. Thanks for your honesty.

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