Introducing Jake and Cayton

Back when I worked at a Christian college, I had the joy of adopting several students. These students have been major blessings and encouragements to me. It has been wonderful to see them mature in the Lord, have families, buy homes and begin ministries. I want to introduce you to one of my adopted sons, Jake Heath and his wife Cayton. I stole this off of their blog and I didn't even ask permission. I hope they will forgive me. I am betting they will. I haven't had the chance to spend a lot of time with Cayton, but I am hoping that will change once the two of them move across country and are closer to me. Jake loves her, she loves him and together they love the Lord. That makes her special to me. Jake I have had the pleasure of spending lots of time with and look forward to spending much more if the Lord wills.

My young friend Jake was in my office one day while I happened to be chatting to my sister either by email or on the phone, I don't remember which. She was trying to talk me into moving from California to Kentucky. Jake, the kind of person who likes to work and help folks, said that he would drive me across country because among his many talents, he is a truck driver. Little did he know that a couple of months later I would ask him if he would do just that. He took a week off work and drove a 26' Uhaul truck 2600 miles across country in the dead of winter. He also helped to coordinate help to load the truck.... in the snow... and I am not just trying to be funny. It snowed while we loaded all my belongings. We had an amazing adventure with lots of stories to tell. I really hated to put him on a airplane to head back to California. He's just that likable.

Jake and Cayton are being called to be missionaries with MMS Aviation. They are raising money for their support and I would love it if you would pray for them. If you had a few bucks you could send them each month, that would be great too. You see, Jake is the sort of young man who graduated college and went straight to work to pay off student loans. He knew what he wanted to do and has worked hard to get there. He found the love of his life and wanted to be debt free before they married. He's wise beyond his years, works harder than most, is goal oriented and wants to help missionaries get where they are going by working on the planes that get them there. He's never had to depend on other people to fill his coffers so this is a new experience and a new way to trust in Almighty God to provide.

Jake and Cayton are at a point where Jake needs to quit work, find their final bit of support and start making their way across country. Please pray for them. They are leaving family, friends and the comforts of having work- to go out and ask for support. Pray that they make the transition with the courage and faith only Christ can give. Pray for their wisdom and opportunities to share their hearts and vision for their ministries. If the Lord leads you to support them in ministry, you can do that on the MMS Aviation page here. I really covet your prayers for them, that they would serve to His honor and glory and not grow discouraged as they ask for support in this lean economy.

Spiritual Aphasia aka Senseless Theology

I was recently asked why I read theology and follow theological debates. "It's all just words and opinions." Words. Words on a paper, words on a blog. Words that travel invisibly through our airwaves and our minds. What would our inner monologue consist of without words? Harsh words, gentle words, untrue words, and solid you-can-die-behind them words. They have secret lives in the depths of our souls. They overflow in torrents of grief and joy. They seep out of our character flaws, wearing down the weak convictions that hold them back until they contaminate all those around us. All of us are stained within and without by the raw sewage of unkind words. Our souls are in jeopardy for want of The Word. Jesus Christ. The Gospel. The Good News. Words matter. Doctrine matters. Theology Matters. What you win them with is what you win them to. I study theology because I was lost too long in a world that scrambles truth with its own ideas and preferences. I was fed a diet of tosse

Super Church a song for the Emergent-sy

In the early 70s I was in a youth choir at my church. Our youth pastor was a musician and his way of connecting with us as a group was through the choir and music. Somehow there was an affiliation between him and The Continental Singers, New Hope and Jeremiah People. He was worked with Moishe Rosen of Jews for Jesus too, I think. Are any of these names familiar to you? Though I remember the church fondly I was a profoundly lost and troubled young woman during my years there. That and time have muddled the memories quite a bit. Today I was digging through some old paperwork and one of the books to the musical we did. It's Getting Late For the Great Planet Earth, a folk rock oratorio by Cam Floria. Yes, that's right. Cam Floria put Hal Lindsey to music. There's a lot to laugh about and some to groan about but as I was looking through the songs and remembering, I found this little ditty and I only wish I could sing it for you. Just remember that this is circa 1972 and even th

What if.....

...what if I just need a place to let some words spill out? What if they spill out in bouquets of bright colors and pleasing scents but their frames are made of snakes and lies? Will you the reader be able to tell? Will it matter? When words smell like lilacs and honeysuckle do you care what lies beneath them? Perfumed syllables cover the stench of hope's decay. A violet or two will fool most surface dwellers, allowing them to pass by quickly and unaware. Is that what words are supposed to do? What if my aesthetics with words are similar to Morticia Addams' with flowers? What happens when luscious blooms are discarded? When the ragged silhouette of thorns is all that remains will you still see the beauty? Perhaps we'll find out.

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