Over the last month or so, I’ve thought of my dad on several occassions. Maybe it’s because I’ve been traveling alot & I started a lifetime of travel when I was 5 with my mom & dad. For whatever reason I’ve been thinking of my dad, here are a few quickie lessons I learned from him:
don’t ask questions to which you don’t really want to know the answers
always celebrate birthdays no matter how old you are because the alternative solution isn’t as appealing
don’t put mugs or glasses on antique wood furniture without a coaster – it can leave a permanent ring
smile and be warm with people just because
the jamocha shake a Arby’s is a nice complement to their roast beef sandwich and potatoe cakes with LOTS of Arby’s sauce ,)
even though nursing homes can smell bad, the people inside can be really cool & loving
when you make a hospital visit, pray for the person you’re visiting, even if there’s another person in the room (don’t be embarassed)
be patient when your dad is talking, even if he talks alot 🙂
I’ve been thinking lately about some things that I want – not cars, clothes or temporary stuff. Sometimes I think we can get trapped in our desires for popularity, wealth & achievements. If we aren’t careful, we can easily make this mistake:
popularity = importance
wealth = value
achievements = significance
Unfortunately, I think it’s easy to get focused on the wrong goals (popularity, wealth & achievements) and never really understand that we are already important, valuable & significant because of Jesus’ love for us.
You are valuable. You are important. You are significant. All because Jesus loves you, full stop.
If you take some time to be still & listen to God, you’ll hear that you’re deeply loved. You’ll hear that you have infinite value. You’ll hear that your life has amazing purpose as you live in synch with God. Listen, watch, be sensitive to God because you have yet to experience more & more of God’s love for you 🙂
Sometimes when I travel I feel like I’m in perpetual motion & I just want to pause for some stillness. I’m really feeling like this now: in April, I was in Angola, May was China, June was South Sudan & July has been Cambodia. While this is lots of travel, I’m really grateful to God for such amazing opportunities & experiences to express genuine love. And when I’m home, I want to continue to get better & better at giving genuine love with less Sarah & more Jesus. Anyone eager to join this adventure with me?
I think that we generally prefer light over darkness and yesterday this was really obvious to me. Here in Cambodia, I have a program with Saving Moses called nightcare. With nightcare, we take care of the babies of prostitutes while their moms work. We give them a safe, warm & loving environment.
Darkness is the contrast because these babies live in hellacious environments. Yesterday, I saw places where babies live, places so dark that I’m still struggling to figure out how to describe them. And with babies in this darkness. These places have a desperate need for nightcare & I’m still spinning from the experience & the darkness.
I want light, I want to live in light & I want to be an agent of light because in my thinking, light is one of the ways that genuine love is expressed.
What an amazing spectrum of experiences today. I’ve finished this day at our present nightcare facility, playing with one of our toddlers before he went to bed & enjoying our warm, safe & healthy haven for the babies of prostitutes while their moms work. Shortly before this wonderfully satisfying joy (we’ve been running for more than a year & have really acquired the trust of these moms to look after their babies), we negotiated the rent on a new nightcare facility in a new neighborhood & this is also super exciting!! We hope to be up & running there in about 2-3months 🙂
But here’s my struggle as I finish this day – we visited two brand new areas that desperately need nightcare & one of the areas we visited was really overwhelming for me. Even though we were there in the daytime, it was indescribably dark & felt very actively evil – the last face I saw before I left this area was a baby & if the truth be known, I’m having a rough time with all of this &I can’t seem to find words to go along with my feelings.
So friends, thank you SO MUCH for taking some time to read this & for being interested. I’m celebrating our successes & achievements while absorbing the opportunities that lie in front of us as well. Perhaps there is no one that is more “least of these” than the babies of prostitutes.