Sunday, May 23, 2010

A Spring Sunday Afternoon

A beautiful light-blue sky with wisps of puffy white clouds ...

the chatter of birds mixed with the buzzing of distant cars ...

a gentle breeze rustling the growing leaves ...

a dog lying contented on the grass, watching for stray squirrels to wander by ...

the sunlight streaming from the sky ...

freshly planted impatiens adding vibrant pinks to the subtle shades of green in the garden ...

a feeling of peace and calm ...

the presence of God.

Blessings






Tuesday, May 18, 2010

"The Sun Will Always Float"

The title for this post comes from a poem by Kevin Kammeraad that appears in the children’s book The Tomato Collection. This is a great collection of poems, which my students enjoy reading each year, but my favorite is the poem about the reassurance that the sun will always be in the sky. The poem describes various occasions when we feel worried, sad, or scared, and each verse ends with the reminder that “the sun will always float.” It reminds me - and my students - that God is always in control and with us. You can read Kevin’s poem here.

Last week my second graders wrote their own verses for this poem, which we displayed in our hallway on colorful, sponge-painted “suns.” They did a beautiful job and I’d like to share them with you as a reminder that, no matter what your circumstances are, God is in control.

When I worry about scary movies, I remember, the sun will always float.

When I’m afraid of climbing high in a tree, I remember, the sun will always float.

When I’m sad because people are mean, I remember, the sun will always float.

When I worry about a school test, I remember, the sun will always float.

When I’m afraid of nightmares, I remember, the sun will always float.

When I’m sad because no one wants to play with me, I remember, the sun will always float.

When I worry about being stung by a jellyfish, I remember, the sun will always float.

When I’m afraid of thunder and lightning, I remember, the sun will always float.

When I’m sad because I hurt my friend, I remember, the sun will always float.

When I worry about kids teasing me, I remember, the sun will always float.

When I’m afraid of wars, I remember, the sun will always float.

When I’m sad because my friend goes to the hospital, I remember, the sun will always float.

When I worry about the world ending, I remember, the sun will always float.

When I’m sad because somebody hurts my feelings, I remember, the sun will always float.

When I’m sad because my sisters don’t want to play with me, I remember, the sun will always float.

When I worry about what’s going to happen, I remember, the sun will always float.

When I’m afraid of the dark, I remember, the sun will always float.

When I’m sad because no one wants to play with me, I remember, the sun will always float.

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Communion

Communion is a sweet word. It evokes a sense of shared experience with others and the joy of celebration. When I have communion with someone, I participate in their life; we have an intimate connection with each other. I love the communion I have with my family and friends, but even more special is the communion we can have with God.

At church this morning we celebrated our communion with God by sharing bread and juice during the Lord’s Supper. This is always a special time for me, but occasionally I have the opportunity to serve the elements as a pastoral care elder. Each time I participate in this way I am so blessed.

In our church people come forward to receive the bread and juice. Elders and pastors stand together in pairs at the front of the sanctuary; one carries a platter containing small pieces of pita bread while the other holds a large wooden goblet filled with grape juice. As people come forward, they take a piece of bread and dip it into the juice and then eat it.

As I stood at the front of church this morning and watched the overflowing aisles, I was filled with a sense of joy for God’s love. I don’t know everyone’s name or the circumstances in their lives, but God does and He invited them all to come and participate - to have communion with Him (and each other). It was such a privilege to look directly at each person that came to me, touch his or her arm or shoulder, and give a personal message from God to them: “The blood of Christ was shed for you.” People reacted differently: some saying “Amen” or “Praise God” while others just nodded their affirmation. A few didn’t maintain eye contact and just looked down, and one woman looked like she was about to cry. People of all ages came forward and I wondered how God has worked in each of their lives. I felt a deep connection to each as I smiled at and spoke to them; I felt like a conduit, channeling God’s love to His people. It was a holy experience. Making it even more special was the fact that over 30 middle and high school students professed their faith this morning and enjoyed this special communion service for the first time.

I’m so thankful that God desires to have communion with us. The fact that he sent his son, Jesus, to die and pay the price for our salvation is amazing. That He wants to be intimately involved in our lives is comforting. And the way He uses the service of Communion to further develop communion between himself and other people is oh so sweet.

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Random Ramblings

Some totally random thoughts and observations from the last couple of weeks:
  • Two weeks in a row with the same sermon topic - stewardship and finances - makes me wonder what God is trying to tell me. (different churches, different scripture passages, same theme)
  • Four hours of leaning over and across a child's wading pool filled with soil, helping kids plant seeds results in a sore back. (discovered after volunteering for an afternoon at Tulip Time's Kinderplaatz)
  • Weeds multiply faster than rabbits.
  • I can be outgoing and talkative with leadership skills when I'm in familiar surroundings, but in an unfamiliar environment I'm very anxious and shy. So I tend to avoid these type of situations because of fear/discomfort and then get mad at myself for avoiding them. It's very frustrating.
  • I am such a saver that I dutifully add to my pile of Time magazines each Friday when the new one comes in the mail. I know I'll never read them, but I can't throw them away. I'm looking forward to the week when my subscription runs out. Then I'll recycle the whole lot.
  • My dog is losing her hearing, but she is definitely not losing her sight - as evidenced by her incessant barking every time someone walks past our house.
  • I'm getting thicker around the middle. Hopefully, I'll soon be motivated enough to stop it.
  • I think my bike needs new tires. Because, even after putting air in them yesterday, they weren't firm. That makes biking uphill pretty difficult.
  • After wandering through the Art and Craft Fair, I realized I don't need any more "stuff" and bought absolutely nothing.
  • I like Thai food. Had it for the first time last night after reading about a local Tulip Time vendor and decided to support her business. I had the special - Pad Thai - which is a stir-fry with thin noodles, chicken, tofu, green onions, bean sprouts, and peanuts. It was delicious!
  • Watching a group of first graders receive new Bibles is a blessing; hearing one of them read the scripture passage in church is a delight.
  • I love spring - watching nature come to life again after the cold, dark winter. The trees and flowers are beautiful and remind me of God's ever-present care.