Did God ever dress up for Halloween? Charges of blasphemy coming my way, but my answer is yes. Before we unpack lets look at how I got here.
13 days ago I read an article that changed my life. My image of #childtrafficking was painted girls in Thai brothels or teen runaways (as if that made it any better). But the story of a 5yr old Floridian boy passed around in his community for abuse destroyed me (and I put the whole planet up for annihilation in response).
The headline read, “thousands were made off him…” and I did a double take– thousands, not millions??!!
A human being is Price-less.
Only Heaven Itself can articulate our worth…
Four years ago we moved into our current home and it was the first time we had a garden. Some may find it small, but it’s a treasure to us and I’ve learned a lot from the plants, especially my Grapevine.
The first year it produced a few (maybe two?) small grape clusters. The second year I tried to encourage more growth by actively pruning. There were more grapes, but also more disease, and the grapes never ripened. (Hmmm.Is God trying to tell me something?) The third year the vine produced nothing at all and I watched with frustration as it withered from rot.
Whether you’re religious, Christian, Jewish, atheist… you’ve probably heard of Moses, renegade prince turned humble shepherd. His story is written in the book of Exodus (Bible and Torah), and portrayed in many movies. In addition to receiving the 10 commandments (don’t kill, don’t steal, don’t lie…)* he was chosen to lead the Jewish nation out of slavery and oppression in Egypt into freedom.
The Jews still celebrate the amazing events that took place those thousands of years ago today (Passover) .
The story is pretty straightforward, but one passage often troubled me:
God tells Moses that He will harden Pharaoh’s heart. This results in Pharaoh’s refusal to let the people go free, and brings unrighteousness and greater trouble, which I normally don’t associate with God.
For my husband’s 40th Birthday we decided to go out for dinner. As you can imagine, going anywhere with four children is a challenge an adventure. Restaurants should be large enough for the little ones to get rowdy without really disturbing others. And play corners are critical: we don’t make calls about reservations, we call about play corner set-ups.
When my first son was small and still perfecting his toilet training technique, I took him and his newborn sister to the local shopping plaza (daring, yes). All was well until he let me know he needed to “go.” In this country it’s not common to enter a place and use the toilet. There’s a lot of resistance and most shops affirm that the bathrooms are for “employees only.” You may even get a dirty look if you walk into a restaurant and use the bathroom while not dining there. Continue reading “Rejection, Anger, Empathy, Love: What they did to you, they did to Me [Part 1]”