8-May-2005

“She considereth a field and buyeth it: with the fruit of her hands she planteth a vineyard” – Prov 31:16

I was thinking about my mom and how the things she planted early in my life are starting to bear fruit now. Much like a gardener, our moms have to work without visible confirmation of their labor. They plant with the hope that it will grow, they tend to us for a long time before fruit ever appears. They try to protect us from the harsher elements of life, enrich our lives, and sometimes entrust us to others care for a season. But there comes a point where they have done all they can and must trust God to give the increase. They live on the faith that if they train us up in the way we should go, in the end we will not depart from it.

Our family might have stopped after my older brother and I were born. My parents realized the awesome responsibility of bringing another person into the world; could they risk the chance that one of us might not follow the Lord? But because my parents knew they could face uncertain days because He lives. Through my parents faith I am privileged to know Stacie, Lori, Brian, David, Timothy and Katie, and to have briefly met Paul.

Here at school I have seen over and over the impact that my mom has had on my life. It may have taken a long time for this flower to bloom, and this plant to bear the fruit of her labors, but her work may now be made manifest and even extend to others she may not even know.

Give her of the fruit of her hands, and let her own works (me) praise her in the gates.

6-May-2005

Howdy, it’s late and I’m in the Schraders apartment, we just finished watching a movie. I just wanted to take some time and post about yesterday (it was a wonderfully full day from 5:00 am until after midnight). I wanted to say thank you to all who put out that extra effort to make my birthday special.

God really put His blessing all over the day, everything that I looked forward to, and lots of surprises too! It was really neat…I don’t know how to word it right, but I found that I have more friends than I thought. Thank you, God used you to touch my life. May God bless you for blessing me.

5-May-2005

Seems that getting older is bad on the memory, or maybe things just slip your mind easier. Last night I was sitting on the floor typing and Stacie was talking on the phone. Seems that whatever she had to say was something I couldn’t hear so I scooped up the laptop and went out into the hall letting the door shut behind me – oops. Now I’m locked out, not a big deal, I’ll just wait until Stace is done then she’ll let me in. Then I realize that I’m in pants, oh boy, then to top it off I look on the clock on the computer and notice that it’s past curfew too. (Lawren better not be reading this). Well if I was going to get busted, I just had to go the whole nine yards 🙂 Fortunately no one saw my predicament except Allie, who was trying to get Teresa to stop singing. And the moral is….oh well, I forgot. 🙂

Pray for all the Com. students who are testing at this very moment, and all the music students who are also starting their final exam right now. Pray that their “young minds” will not be forgetful but will be able to concentrate and put forth all that was put in.

3-May-2005

Today I was cleaning out our fridge and found a piece of chocolate cake in the freezer. I tried a little to see if it was any good (frozen cake is a lot like ice cream you know) but it was awful, all dried out and yuck. I then tried the icing just by itself to see if it was still alright, but it wasn’t all that great either so I threw it all away.

Tonight I get down to dinner, load up my tray and sit down. I was thanking God for the great meal and the special treat of cake when suddenly, the thought struck me, that this wasn’t the only time I had seen chocolate cake today.

As I continued that line of reasoning, I thought about how I had had something that looked good but really wasn’t and so I put it away from me. Now God had given me something ten times better!

All of this had passed through my head in the course of my prayer and with a surge o love and gratefulness I blessed the Lord for this unexpected gift. Hardly had I done that, when my brain shifted into application mode. I have this thing I am holding onto, I won’t let it go, but God has been trying to show me that it’s not as great as I’m making it out to be. He may have something much better waiting for me but I have to put away what seems good in order to have what is good.

1-May-2005

No matter how overwhelming the problem seems, His love overwhelms me even greater and leaves no room for anything but praise.

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