30 June 2008

Taking More Time Off

I have been trying to live in two places at once. I am tired and I am officially cranky. So, I am packing it in and taking a nap. Probably going to nap all day long too. Well, as much as I can having a puppy in the house. Since I haven't posted in a while and since there are some things I've read that worth checking out... I thought I would post them.

Anyone with a child or a computer should read Carla's post here.
Anyone who is considering voting for or dismissing Obama should check out this post on Steve Camp's blog. Or this one on the NYTimes. H.T. Keith Plummer at The Christian Mind
Anyone who is done reading and wants to watch and listen to something worth seeing and hearing, just click the play button below.

27 June 2008

Hand Baskets and SCOTUS

My great grandmother had some unique expressions. When the gaggle of kids that made up her great grandchildren would run barefoot through her tiny home and yard you could hear her in exasperation yelling at us to put our shoes. She didn't use our names preferring to describe us a bunch of "heathens" or "yahoos." The latter of which she pronounced with a long a sound. If she caught you doing something silly she would say, "If they put your brain in a hummingbird it would fly backwards!" Of course we would giggle and tell her, "But Grandma, they do fly backwards!" One of the things she said most often when we were naughty, "You're going to hell in a hand basket!" I still don't know what a hand basket is precisely but I do know, praise God, I am not headed to hell. Not that I don't deserve to go there directly, I do. God in His mercy has seen fit to spare me. I can't tell you why. It's not about me, that's for certain. I do know the depth of my sin.

Working for 17 years in public safety, I am seldom surprised by the depth sin and depravity demonstrated by anyone, not even our government officials. I have seen perfectly reasonable people do absolutely horrendous things. All it took for them to become monstrous was a push. Just the right bit of pressure can change everything. I have also seen people who were downright evil. I doubt they have ever taken a perfectly reasonable breath. Still, the reality is we are all made from the same dirt and have the same sin debt to pay. I had a verse posted in my locker at work, before it became politically incorrect to post things in your own workspace. It was Proverbs 17:15. "Acquitting the guilty and condemning the innocent-- the LORD detests them both. (NIV)

I put the verse on my locker to humble and remind me of my place in the universe. When I first started working in law enforcement, I was a bleeding heart liberal. The problem with taking that position (besides the fact that it doesn't do any good) is that I was a professing Christian. I thought that being a Christian meant I was supposed to be liberal and extend second chances to the poor criminals who lacked the self-esteem to live without breaking the law. It didn't take me long to become conflicted and realize criminals feel great about themselves. It's other people they don't esteem and so they steal the belongings, break into the homes and violate the persons of others with remarkable ease.

I remember talking to the man who was my pastor at the time. We were talking specifically about the death penalty. He introduced me to the Noahic covenant. I had no idea what he was talking about because I was ignorant about doctrine and theology. He explained that everything that was held in the covenant God made with Noah was still in effect today and then opened his bible and read from Genesis 8 & 9. He also showed me where men of God still had consequences for their actions although their sin debt was paid. For example; Moses never got to step foot in the Promised Land (Numbers27, Deuteronomy 1, 3, 32,34) and the sword never departed from David's house (2 Samuel 12). I was challenged by our discussion and found myself reading the Bible and looking for answers. It wasn't long before I connected some more dots.

Recitivism had always been a point of contention in my liberal worldview. The jails and streets of any community are filled with repeat offenders. It isn't so much that the same crime is repeated over and over. It's that the crimes commited by repeat offenders get worse and worse. It's that whole Romans 1 thing Paul warns us about. Each action breeds a bigger, more depraved action. Think about it. Start taking drugs, you need more and more. Start stealing for money and you 'need' more and more. Pornography, lying, drinking too much alcohol, they all follow this pattern. Sin is a downward spiral that, when left unchecked, makes each step away from God easier and the sins committed become more heinous.

June 25th the Supreme Court of the United States ruled in a 5-4 decision that raping a child does not merit the death penalty. If you haven't already, you can read about their decision here.

My friends, we are dangerously close to that hand basket my great grandmother warned about. James White, a man from whom I have learned much had this to say:

A culture that cannot protect itself from a child rapist, but instead must coddle him, feed him, clothe him, and in general tax the rest of the citizenry to provide for him for life, is a culture of death indeed. It is the Insanity of the Merely Human, the Foolishness of the Creatorless Created, given full expression.

Blast from the Past


Ah! Memories!


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25 June 2008

Weeds vs Instruments

My pastor has been teaching through Philippians. I have been reading the tiny but meaty book in the mornings. It was an easy jump for me to go from Philippians to Colossians. In Colossians, Paul is focused on the preeminence of Christ. Today I sat on my deck and read and thought about Colossians.

I have been enjoying my mornings on my deck. I read a little, talk to God a little and then go play in the garden. Usually I harvest some onions and spinach and anything else I can find and come in and make an omelette. There is something satisfying about working for my food. This morning I was out in the garden pulling weeds when I remembered something my agronomy teacher said during a lecture. "Any plant is a weed when it is growing where you don't want it to grow." I was busy pulling out volunteer tomato plants. They volunteered to grow in the middle of my squash patch, in my flowers, and just about everywhere else.

As I pulled out volunteer tomatoes, bluegrass, clover, wild carrots and morning glories, I couldn't help but wonder how many times I have made myself a weed in God's garden. I always seem to want to volunteer to do something He hasn't given me to do. I think that happens when the focus of doing something for Him takes priority over being focused on Him.

Being focused on doing gets us into trouble. I think the seeker-sensitive-pomo-emergent agenda reflects the errant focus I am talking about. I don't think professing believers set out to build systems of ruin within the body of Christ. I think they start out wanting to bring honor to God but they lose their way and focus on what they need to do to bring people to God. Instead of being an instrument in God's hands they have tried to be the vehicle that draws a fallen people to Him. Since they do not have the power and strength of the Holy Spirit, they resort to what they do know. Seeker friendly is a politically correct term for manipulation. There is a difference between being winsome because your speech and demeanor reflect the love of Christ and being overly solicitous and dare I say, duplicitous, stooping to any level to get people through the doors of your church.

The Holy Spirit draws, the Gospel of Christ saves and we should be focused on the power and mercy of Almighty God; the preeminence of Christ and the strength of His name. We need to know our place and be clay in His hands instead of weeds in His garden.

Psalm 18:1-6 1 "I love Thee, O LORD, my strength."2 The LORD is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer, My God, my rock, in whom I take refuge; My shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.3 I call upon the LORD, who is worthy to be praised, and I am saved from my enemies.4 The cords of death encompassed me, and the torrents of ungodliness terrified me.5 The cords of Sheol surrounded me; the snares of death confronted me.6 In my distress I called upon the LORD, and cried to my God for help; He heard my voice out of His temple, and my cry for help before Him came into His ears.


Hebrews 7:25-27 25 Hence, also, He is able to save forever those who draw near to God through Him, since He always lives to make intercession for them. 26 For it was fitting that we should have such a high priest, holy, innocent, undefiled, separated from sinners and exalted above the heavens;27 who does not need daily, like those high priests, to offer up sacrifices, first for His own sins, and then for the {sins} of the people, because this He did once for all when He offered up Himself.


Col 1:13-20 13 For He delivered us from the domain of darkness, and transferred us to the kingdom of His beloved Son,14 in whom we have redemption, the forgiveness of sins.15 And He is the image of the invisible God, the first-born of all creation.16 For by Him all things were created, {both} in the heavens and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or dominions or rulers or authorities-- all things have been created by Him and for Him.17 And He is before all things, and in Him all things hold together.18 He is also head of the body, the church; and He is the beginning, the first-born from the dead; so that He Himself might come to have first place in everything.19 For it was the {Father's} good pleasure for all the fulness to dwell in Him,20 and through Him to reconcile all things to Himself, having made peace through the blood of His cross; through Him, {I say} whether things on earth or things in heaven.(NAS)

24 June 2008

23 June 2008

Conundrums

I have recently read Three Cups of Tea, a book about Greg Mortenson and how he failed an attempt at climbing K2, the second highest mountain in the world. I want to find someone whose faith is similar to mine and discuss the book. It's had a strange impact on me.

One of the things that fascinates me about Greg Mortenson is that grew up a missionary kid in Africa. MK's are a unique breed. They are third culture kids. They never really belong to the culture they are from and always seem to stand out in the culture they go to. I loved working with the MK's at the Christian college I worked for and have officially adopted two of them, Chris and David. Chris and David grew up in the jungles of Ecuador. They are two white boys who speak perfect Spanish. One is from Maine, the other is Canadian. They came to a private college in California without a concept of American pop culture. Using lines from movies and television shows popular when they were young are lost on them.

The school I worked for was fortunate to have a couple who were parents and missionaries in Africa. They saw the difficulty of kids coming 'home' and not fitting in. They grow up as outsiders in the culture they are reaching and are citizens of countries they don't understand when they return. The couple started a ministry to help these students. The had a dream and the Lord blessed it. They eventually had a large home they ran as houseparents for MK's who wanted to come 'home' to go to college. Students from all over the world lived in the house and had support as they tried to matriculate in a culture that might as well have been from Mars. Janet and David, the couple with the dream are amazing people. I miss them.

There is a big difference between Greg Mortenson and the MK's I know. The MK's I know are solid Christians. They have their own ministries and continue the Lord's work even though they might not be missionaries in the familiar sense. Greg Mortenson seems to have a finely honed sense of integrity but not a drive to serve God. He is a brilliant and accomplished man who has managed to open more than 50 schools in Central Asia (Pakistan and Afghanistan). What's more he has done it with the blessing and help of the Muslims who live there, even though they considered him an infidel.

Mortenson came very close to losing his life on the failed attempt at climbing K2. He was lost and rescued by locals who extended him hospitality in the Muslim tradition. He was quite taken with the way they lavished what little they had on him. Mortenson was a trained nurse and spent some time helping the villagers with the meager medical supplies he had. A compassionate and respectful man, his heart was broken as he saw the children of the village trying to educate themselves. Their government would not pay for a full-time teacher nor a building to house the young students. That didn't keep the children from going to school and practicing their homework, using sticks to write in the rocky soil. It was the only way they could work on the problems they were assigned when their teacher was there. The contrast between American kids loathing school and doing anything they can to play hooky, and these Muslim kids sitting outside doing their work without a teacher was striking.

A similarity between the MK's I know and Mortenson is the way they understand the abundance available to the majority of Americans. Also shared is the ability to do without things. A greater sense of need vs. desire is theirs which is something we privileged Christians could all stand to learn. Mortenson promised his rescuer host that he would return and build a school for the children. Three Cups of Tea chronicles Mortenson's adventures as he keeps that promise and makes many, many more.

I can't help but to marvel at the way God has orchestrated this. Greg Mortenson's failure to climb K2 has launched the opportunity and legacy of a lifetime. No doubt his early years as an MK in Africa gave him the skills and abilities to embrace his hosts and appreciate their cultural differences. He also watched his father build teaching hospitals in Africa, so he had perseverance and vision modeled for him. I have such mixed emotions regarding the successes of Mortenson's work. Lives are being changed because of educational opportunities now available to the children who have benefited from the schools Mortenson started. At the same time eternal opportunities are being missed as souls are being lost to hell. But...miracles have occured that have allowed Mortenson's dream of making a difference come true. I don't know what to make of it all. Part of the reason Mortenson has been so successful has been his respect of Islam. At the same time that respect and his apparent lack of faith in the sufficiency of Christ renders Mortenson useless in the eternal scheme of things. It is a conundrum only God can sort out. I just wish I had a solid Christian with whom to discuss the book.

Isaiah 55:8-98 "For My thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways My ways," declares the LORD.9 "For {as} the heavens are higher than the earth, so are My ways higher than your ways, and My thoughts than your thoughts.

Psalm 115:33 But our God is in the heavens; He does whatever He pleases.(NAS)

22 June 2008

Prone to Wander


There are certain hymns that make me cry from somewhere deep within my soul. It's not the melody nor the association with hearing them at someone's funeral that triggers the tears. It's the words. I can scarcely hold myself together when it comes to certain stanzas. We sang one at church today. In Christ Alone. It's an amazing hymn, and I get all choked up right from the start, but it is this verse that undoes me:
No guilt in life, no fear in death—
This is the pow'r of Christ in me; From life's first cry to final breath, Jesus commands my destiny. No pow'r of hell, no scheme of man, Can ever pluck me from His hand; Till He returns or calls me home— Here in the pow'r of Christ I'll stand.

It's a new
er hymn, but it's a good one. Augustus Toplady would certainly approve of the hymns Keith Getty and Stuart Townsend are writing. They are full of the meat of the gospel. Another one that renders me speechless is Come Thou Fount.

O to grace how great a debtor daily I’m constrained to be!
Let Thy goodness, like a fetter, bind my wand’ring heart to Thee;
Prone to wander, Lord I feel it, Prone to leave the God I love;
Here’s my heart, O take and seal it; seal it for Thy courts above.

I am prone to wander. I am prone to leave the God I claim to love. I am so willing to give up the fight and settle for a life that flows like water- following the path of least resistance. The fact that I manage to read the Word or pray at all is testimony to His faithfulness, not mine. I would leave this Christian life behind in a heart beat if it were up to me. It's too hard because there is nothing I can do to merit God's love and forgiveness. I cannot be good enough, I can't work hard enough, I can't rescue enough people nor give enough money away to charity. He is the God I cannot please.... without faith... and faith comes by hearing and hearing by the Word of God.... and in His Word He tells me that faith is a free gift. Free. A free gift.

My pride wants to refuse it because like a two year old child my flesh screams "I can do it myself!" My pride makes it difficult for me to accept the smallest help. When it comes to my salvation my pride is no match for the need I have that I cannot fill. I know who I am. I know the darkness of my heart and the inclination of my desires. Without Christ, I am a dead woman.


Hebrews 11:6
6 And without faith it is impossible to please {Him} for he who comes to God must believe that He is, and {that} He is a rewarder of those who seek Him.

Romans 10:17
17 So faith {comes} from hearing, and hearing by the word of Christ.

Ephesians 2:8-9
8 For by grace you have been saved through faith; and that not of yourselves, {it is} the gift of God;
9 not as a result of works, that no one should boast.
(NAS)




20 June 2008

Safety First! Using Well Chosen Words

I have been asked by a couple folks what has prompted my post on biblical confrontation. I guess it's a fair question but not one I can answer with the details I think folks are hoping for. As I said before, what really spun my wheels is not my story to tell. There's been more than one incident that prompted the post.

As a biblical counselor it's my privilege to know things about people that they might not share with everyone. Biblical counselors do not hold to the world's idea of confidentiality, but we do hold to God's. What I mean by that is I have had more than one occasion to share what I have been told by someone seeking my counsel to an appropriate person, more than likely their pastor or a person in authority. This has never been a surprise to my counselee- they get full disclosure on what level of confidentiality they can expect from me. Additionally, they get the first opportunity to tell the person or to have me with them as support when they tell the person. What they don't have is a worry that I will make their business public.

Ever have someone share something you told them? Ever have it get back to you and felt the sting of betrayal? It doesn't have to be about something tender to you, just the idea that what you said was talked about... your story was told by someone else... it's not a good feeling. It makes you wonder if you can trust them with something that is tender for you. I try very hard to make my boundaries known so people can feel safe with me.

Safety. I don't know why but I have always been wired to consider safety. My family calls me "Auntie 9-1-1." For the last couple of weeks I let my blog reading slip. It started because I had my sister here with me and then I read a couple of things that made me think that I might want to knock some heads together. I get pretty annoyed that Christians can't seem to dialog without things turning nasty. We should be the safest people on the planet, we believers. That's hardly the case.

I understand that we all want to have our thoughts and actions affirmed. We get off on hearing the chorus of 'amen!' and 'way to go!' It stings like heck to have someone you see as an ally set their jaw and tell you they think you're wrong. It wouldn't be so bad if they just said, "I think you're wrong." Instead we all have the tendency to drive home the point about how wrong we think they are by using adjectives like: stupid; dumb; moronic; idiotic; juvenile etc. Then we justify use of inflammatory words by saying things like: "it's in the bible!" As if we, in our sinfulness, can use words with the same precision as God in His holiness.

Let me confess right here and right now. I am guilty of this same thing. I am not giving myself a free pass.

So, what do we do? How do we confront people when we think they are wrong? In humility and love we should agonize about the words we use. How should we respond when we are confronted? In humility and love, even when the words used in the confrontation are harsh and inflammatory. Better to let our Heavenly Father deal with their heart for using harsh words than He should deal with our hearts for receiving correction with bitterness. The same is true when we correct gently and it is received with hostility.

Not every correction has merit. If someone confronts you and they are in error, you still need to respond in a humble and gentle fashion. Ignoring someone who is offering correction isn't a response. It doesn't solve anything. It keeps the layers of offense building by causing bitterness on one side and the idea that the correction was accurate and/or you are unrepentant or hostile on the other.

God in His mercy continues to have relationship with us, even when we're wrong and adamantly so! He is our model for extending mercy to one another.

Proverbs 10:19-21
19 When there are many words, transgression is unavoidable, but he who restrains his lips is wise.
20 The tongue of the righteous is {as} choice silver, the heart of the wicked is {worth} little.
21 The lips of the righteous feed many, but fools die for lack of understanding.

Ecclesiastes 5:7
7 For in many dreams and in many words there is emptiness. Rather, fear God.

Ecclesiastes 6:11
11 For there are many words which increase futility. What {then} is the advantage to a man?




Psalm 37:8
8 Cease from anger, and forsake wrath; do not fret, {it leads} only to evildoing.

James 1:19-20
19 {This} you know, my beloved brethren. But let everyone be quick to hear, slow to speak {and} slow to anger;
20 for the anger of man does not achieve the righteousness of God.

1 Corinthians 13:4-7
4 Love is patient, love is kind, {and} is not jealous; love does not brag {and} is not arrogant,
5 does not act unbecomingly; it does not seek its own, is not provoked, does not take into account a wrong {suffered,}
6 does not rejoice in unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth;
7 bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.

1 Timothy 2:8
8 Therefore I want the men in every place to pray, lifting up holy hands, without wrath and dissension.

Proverbs 25:11
11 {Like} apples of gold in settings of silver is a word spoken in right circumstances.
(NAS)

Worth Reading

Steve Camp at "Camp on This" posted an encore presentation of something that dovetails well with my post on anonymous confrontations not being biblical. It's worth a read and so I thought I would link to it. It deals with our rights as Christians and gossip. Here, read it for yourself.

16 June 2008

Anonymous Confrontation is not Biblical

I have been ruminating on a few things and haven't had the ability to write about them because I couldn't separate what was good from what was bad. It's best to keep quiet when you cannot tell the difference between your sanctified and unsanctified thoughts. I am going to write a few articles on biblical confrontation.

James White, a scholar and apologist says this: What you win them with is what you win them to. As an apologist he is talking about presenting unbelievers with the gospel in its entirety. No watering it down, no repackaging it to make it more marketable... just the biblical facts. I agree and would carry it further. Christians need to heed the same admonition when dealing with other believers as well. Cut the Word straight and present it as it stands. No cutting corners. No making up your own rules as you go along.

One of the hard things about being a counselor is that you are brought into circumstances that don't involve you personally but they still get to you. I am miffed about something and, although it is not my story to tell, I think there is something of benefit in discussing the topic, but not the details of what has me miffed. In previous posts I have said that I love confrontation. I think biblical confrontation is one of the greatest gifts God has given us for growing deeper in the faith and glorifying Him. It is also one of the most misused and misunderstood biblical concepts. Matthew 18 is often cited but rarely followed.

The bible is clear about how loving confrontation is to be conducted among believers. Nowhere, and I mean absolutely nowhere is there an instruction or the slightest intimation that biblical confrontation can or should be done anonymously. Why? It is impossible to restore a relationship with anonymity.

Confrontation should always be done in a loving manner with the purpose of reconciliation. This is why the model of confrontation in Matthew 18 begins with a personal conversation between two believers. The next step is to come back with more witnesses to the offense. And lastly, if it remains unresolved you and the witnesses bring it before the church. Does that seem anonymous? Hardly!

Anonymous confrontations or third party confrontations are cowardly. The only reason for an anonymous confrontation is fear of the consequences. I can see not wanting to be alone when you confront your husband for beating you, chances are good that you will anger him and could get hurt. However, even then the confrontation should be done by you with the help of law enforcement or your pastor. If you are too afraid to confront someone yourself, ask God to make the deed known...but don't stoop to third parties or anonymous letters. If you do not have the intestinal fortitude to come out from under your rock or other hiding place, then keep your mouth shut or your fingers off the keyboard. If you really love another believer and they have sinned against you, you tell them. If they don't listen to you, you come back with others who have witnessed the offense. If you cannot do this, you have no business carrying matters further.

Why on earth do believers feel justified in hit and run, drive by exhortations, corrections and confrontations? Shame on you for not being willing to put your name next to your conviction! Shame on you for running to a third party to have them do your job! It's akin to bringing a friend over to someone else to let them witness or share the gospel because you're uncomfortable doing it. Shame on you for not doing it yourself! What are pastors and elders thinking when they allow people to convince them to act on their behalf in a confrontation before the person has done what is their biblical responsibility.

Circumventing the biblical methods of confrontation by involving a third party that hasn't been a witness is nothing more than gossip. Gossip is a sin. It is character assassination of the worst kind. The bible warns us plenty to mind what we say. Matthew 12:36-37 36 "And I say to you, that every careless word that men shall speak, they shall render account for it in the day of judgment.
37 "For by your words you shall be justified, and by your words you shall be condemned."

How is being afraid to follow the biblical method and employing someone else to do the confrontation a sin? It means you are more fearful of their reaction than you are of following God's instruction. How can you fear man more than God and confront them with the truth of God? When you follow God's directives you have God's authority behind you. When you make up stuff to suit your situation rather than following the biblical directives you are exposing yourself and the other person involved to evil. What we say with our mouths or type with our hands causes us more trouble than we realize.

James 3:8-11
8 But no one can tame the tongue; {it is} a restless evil {and} full of deadly poison.
9 With it we bless {our} Lord and Father; and with it we curse men, who have been made in the likeness of God;
10 from the same mouth come {both} blessing and cursing. My brethren, these things ought not to be this way.
11 Does a fountain send out from the same opening {both} fresh and bitter {water}

So you think your brother or sister has sinned? What ever happened to pleading with them? Are you certain your conviction must be another's conviction as well? In your world must everyone's sanctification be synchronized with yours? Are you merely hiding behind half truths and partial adherence to verses? For the love of Christ, quit trying to blindside people with your convictions. If what you win them with is what you win them to, be careful your confrontations aren't making pharisees, legalists and gossips.

14 June 2008

I am back.... sort of.....

I took my sister to the airport today. She's on her way home via the friendly skies of United. We had a great time but she was anxious to get back to her daughter. I certainly can't blame her for that. My house is empty... unless you count Chet the Wonder Dog, Somalia Celeste and the Fabulous Ms. Thibodeaux. I imagine they are my proof that I am getting old. A house full of animals under 20 pounds. Blue hair is right around the corner.

I am a bit exhausted. Could be the driving, or the sadness or the new puppy crying all night. Or a combination of them all coupled with the natural tendencies of sisters to stay up and chat all night long. I need sleep and lots of it.

I failed in my attempts to bring the gospel to my sister. Instead I found myself slipping into the person I was when we were younger.... my B.C. days. It's amazing how that happens. I had every intention of keeping my routines of prayer and reading my bible... instead I fell back into the patterns of sin from years ago... like a wagon falling into the traces of well worn ruts.

I will have to give that some thought when I am rested.

12 June 2008

Introducing the Fabulous Ms. Thibodeaux

She is 5.8 pounds of attitude. Why shouldn't she be full of herself? She flew in first class from California. Her fans call her Thibby. Her brother, Chet the Wonder Dog is hoping she is flying back when my sister leaves. No such luck. She's staying. She is a hoot to watch as she explores the wonders of Kentucky. It's a far cry from the cement jungles of the East Bay. She is eating the cicadas and chasing fireflies.

04 June 2008

Sister Sabbatical


My sister is visiting me and she brought me a new puppy. The puppy is a Chihuahua, Bichon Frise and Yorkie Terrier mix. She is too cute and her big brother, Chet the Wonder Dog, doesn't think too much of her at all. Her sister, Somalia Celeste thinks even less. I think they both are hoping my sister will take the puppy back home with her when she returns. I am wondering why I thought it was a good idea to have a puppy. Wait... it wasn't my idea... my oldest girl rescued a dog who didn't have her surgery quite soon enough and .. well.. what do you do when your kidlet sends you a mutt puppy all the way from California? You love it. Her name is The Bodacious Agapanthus Maria Consuella Thibodeaux Jones. Mostly she gets called Thibby (Tibby). She thinks her name is "Bad dog, no no!"

I thought I would have more time to blog. Right now I am enjoying the puppy and my sister's company more than I enjoy sitting at my computer. Today we are making plans to see the Appalachian museum, Artisan Center at Berea, Shaker Village, Cumberland Falls, Fort Boonesboro, Nashville, Graceland, Cincinnati and who knows where else. Eventually I will post pictures. I will return though, Lord willing.

01 June 2008

The Fine Art of Procrastination and a 30 Day Experiment


It would be an exaggeration to say that I haven't any discipline. I manage to pay my bills on time. My dog gets his heartworm medicine every month and I am fairly good at turning off lights when I am not using them. OK, that last bit about the lights is a stretch. In fact, my living room lights are on a timer so I don't have to worry about turning them off.

Discipline. I say I want discipline but I keep putting off really working at it. If procrastination could be an Olympic event, I would win gold. No doubt about it. I would like to blame my inability to see a task to completion on my artistic personality, Attention Deficit Disorder or being an absent minded professor type. You know... so busy saving lives and creating formulas that I just can't cope with the mundane chores of life. In fact, my want to is broken for doing just about anything that is good for me. Good for me things cramp my style.

I can sit and do nothing all day long. If I try to sit and read my bible for an hour, my backside aches, my mind wanders and then, without warning, I nod off. Sadly, there is no quicker way to make me fall asleep than to try and read my bible or pray. I would like to believe that Satan is instrumental in this, but I think it's just me. Lazy, undisciplined me.

Starting today I am on a one month campaign to build some godly discipline. For one month I am going to try to focus on developing a prayer journal. I am not setting goals for anything other than writing one sentence each day. A one sentence prayer. That's it. I know there are those Proverbs 31 types who are rolling their eyes at the thought of a one sentence prayer. Now, I may write a whole book of prayers if I feel like it, but feel like it or not I am going to write at least a one sentence prayer each and every day. If you lack discipline as badly as I do, to accomplish this 30 day experiment will be a monumental feat.

So, anyone out there willing to admit that you are an undisciplined sort who is in dire need of change? Anyone care to join me?