Friday, August 29, 2014

Make It An Offering, A Gift

Today my wise friend reminds me that when I make teaching, writing, or speaking an offering to God and others--rather than something I'm doing to gain something for myself--I experience true freedom.

We don't have to imprison ourselves by measuring outcomes like money, influence, power, or prestige when our work is an offering, a gift.

Thursday, August 28, 2014

Every Day: Sent

It's simply amazing to think we are, every day, sent. 

In John 20:21, Jesus says, "Peace be with you! As the Father has sent me, I am sending you." Jesus sends his followers out as sent ones to deliver something.

What am I to deliver? What good news, what encouragement, what blessing, what aid, what prayer, what hope, what truth? Or rather--and better--not what but whom?

I'm to deliver God wherever I go.

The day changes when we receive the mission: We're sent. 

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Some Pictures of Late Summer

On the walk to school, I remember the patterns of late summer. I recall other years of capturing photos of acorns. I love these green ones, fresh from the tree. I'm so excited for a new season. Come Autumn! Come quickly!

Right now, it just feels hot, muggy, and heavy. It's overflowing, sticky, and almost too much. I miss this same path in the stark autumn, the bitter winter, and the hopeful spring. But late summer? It's a jungle. 

But (of course), I know better. There's something to glean here.

I examine a few treasures of this season of too much: a mushroom born from too wet conditions, for example.

I notice the spotted jungly feel of this mushroom and remember the same spotted pattern in the snapdragons:

I love the heat of the jungle in this little neighborhood today. I can take the heat of summer for a few more weeks. Wishing it away means I miss some treasures that only grow right here and right now.