Sunday, August 26, 2007

Synonyms: expectancy, expectation, eagerness, keenness, hope!

I should be finishing the last bits of cleaning in my house. My daughter comes in 9 hours.

But I must sit down and write...

Anticipation: the feeling of looking forward, usually excitedly or eagerly, to something that is going to happen

synonyms: expectancy, expectation, eagerness, keenness, hope!

This is a fairly unplanned visit. We worked it out on Wednesday of this last week. By Wednesday night my time (morning hers) it was set. Thursday she had more finals, but I still texted her several times during the day. Can you bring this for ..... and don't forget to .... and......

Saturday morning I waited until what seemed like an eternity to call her to ask her for a particular CD a friend here in Germany would like to have. I think it was something like 9:00 in the USA. When she answered the phone with, "Don't you realize, I'm on vacation?" I laughed. The sleepy talk told me that she had enjoyed her prior evening with friends, but I knew that she wasn't frustrated with me - just aware that I was hyped to have her come. I love my kids for that. I handed the phone to my friend so that she could get the exact CD that was requested and then I talked to her again.

My heart dropped when she quietly said, "Mom, I can't find my passport." Now, understand that my daughter has moved so many times in the last few years I am surprised she can find her head. I know that feeling. My own paripetetic lifestyle has left its imprint for years. But, I didn't completely freak.

God is the finder of lost things. And what a joy to be found!

We prayed to the God of the Universe, the God that cares, the God who is the finder of lost things. Did I know she would find the passport? No, I didn't. But, I prayed and in the midst of the prayer I was so thankful that I knew He knew where the passport was. Whether she found it in time or not - well, it was a point of trusting.

Some might think this trivial. I believe that God cares about even such things as this. He cares about our response to each and every moment of our life.
If you have ever left your family to follow what you believe God is calling you to do. Left them all, and ventured out on your own, to a foriegn country, with a foreign tongue,... and you have the opportunity to spend 7 days with your daughter, whom you have had a total of a few days with in almost a two-year span. It was not trivial. But, I for some odd reason was able to trust that His timing was perfect.

Her brother found the passport and she texted me that it was found. I called her and we shared how thankful we were.
Tonight she texted me to let me know that she was getting on the plane.

Now, I am waiting with great expectation for her arrival. And I thought about how I feel about my expectations of Jesus' return. I am not one that really enjoys studying Revelations. (Don't faint... I am still a missionary) I decided years ago there were so many things that I could not understand about that book, I read it, prayed about it, got the jist, and moved on. He is coming back.

However, in the last few years I have gained a higher sense of expectancy in my spirit. Do I understand Revelations? No. Have I decided to study it? No. But, I am thankful that my sense of expectancy does not create anxiety in me. It simply reminds me that He is always in wonderful fullness - IN HIS TIME.
And because there are lost people in the world, I have a keen desire to share Him. A sense of expectancy for Him to draw them to Him. An eagerness to watch as they 'find' Him. A keenness of His Glory in the moment by moment conversations/prayers/communications. And a HOPE in Jesus Christ - the God that is everywhere and yet in His miraculous way returns!
Anticipation - I'm looking forward to watching God do miraculous things.
I'm looking foward to God...

your mutating missionary.

Tuesday, August 21, 2007


Quotes of the Day from Google August 21, 2007

A person who trusts no one can't be trusted. - Jerome Blattner

I have learned to use the word 'impossible' with the greatest caution. - Wernher von Braun

The test of courage comes when we are in the minority. The test of tolerance comes when we are in the majority. - Ralph W. Sockman

You might have them and read them.
Just found them interesting
mutating missionary

btw: these two photos taken on my own little street here in ______, Deutschland.

Saturday, August 18, 2007

for whom do you pray?

The last few days have been interesting. God has moved me down some paths I don't walk down easily. OK... so He pushed a bit.
After meeting with a friend I sat back on my haunches and scratched my head.
She said something about praying for her to take inititiative to speak about her faith to others. I'm still scratching my head over this one. What an awesome prayer to pray. And I wondered to myself, "When did I do that?"
I realize I did. Oswald Chambers convicted me to pray until we are so "identified with Himself that we are roused up to get His view about the people for whom we pray."
It was about the time that God was calling me into silence and solitude... about the time that my oldest son was in the 10th grade...about the time when God was romancing me in a way I had never been romanced before.
And He romances me still. In this romance He brings people across my daily life that He shares His heart with. I love being in love with God. And I am so thankful that He loves me as well. Who wouldn't want to share this blessed relationship? I think about my oldest son, my youngest son. My youngest fell in love first. He would spend hours listening to a particular song on the computer and just lay on the couch thinking about this girl. He would talk about her. He would just want to be around her. He would tell anyone that wanted to listen how wonderful she was.

My oldest son did the same. But, I lived half way around the world when his romance began. He still talked and talked about his discoveries of this woman. It was wonderful to watch as she unfolded before him.

So, as I think back about my love affair with the Creator of the Universe, I realize, I'm twitterpated!

And being twitterpated allows me to share with anyone that wants to listen about IN Whom I am twitterpated...
So, my question?
Maybe the prayer I will pray for my friend: "That she will fall so in love with Jesus, she can do nothing else but share Him. Because He will be so alive and active in her life - to her amazement - and that her love for Him will actually make her giddy."

Do I have the Joy and the Stamina? I believe that He has given me both. May He hold me close in the next few weeks and months and years that I have the opportunity to share HIM with anyone that I meet.
your mutating missionary

I remember one time, traveling with a friend on the east coast. I sat down for breakfast at a table that served 6. Two people were already there. They began to talk about God. I listened for a few minutes and interupted them... "I am so sorry, I couldn't help but over hear (we were all at the same table) and if you are going to talk about Jesus, well... I just have to talk with you."

Thursday, August 16, 2007

so what do you do?

when someone doesn't know Christ and just keeps asking and asking how they can have Him in their heart?
your mutating missionary

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

i'm too tired to type

enjoy my simple form of art

Tuesday, August 7, 2007

sloveni a

the trip to slo ven i a was interesting...

* we girls rowed a boat to an island that was inhabited in the 7th century B. C.

* the church graveyard (8th-9th century)

*and first chapel 8th-9th century


the 99 stairs lead to the chapel with the wishing bell -- if you ring the bell...