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alone.

At our last camp I had the awesome privilege to have a girls only session. It was a lot of fun and lasted more hours than we could have imagined. I shared a story about my life and talked about how God chooses us each individually to be his one. He is so cool that way. After the quick “lesson” we went into a question and answer session. The girls had a whole day to turn in questions under their counselors pillows. It could be a question about anything. Let me just say that after doing youth ministry for 10 years the questions still blew me away. I am not sure why. I have heard them before. At one time they were even my own questions held in the deepest pocket of my heart.

That night proved to not have enough hours to answer our questions. Because of that I have decided to answer, or try to answer, some more on here. I will be missing my panel of counselors so if you would like to chime in please do so in a comment. I would love it.

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Question.

(Written on a crumpled piece of notebook paper and folded many times)

How do you not be alone or lonely?

(Can you feel the emotion in her sweet words?)

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Thoughts.

Loneliness is worldwide. I really do not think there is a person that does not feel the pangs of loneliness. It seems that as women, young and old”er”, we are sent on a search to find the ultimate filling to our deep well. I think this search is the ultimate romantic gesture from a lover God to his bride. Stay with me.

The feeling that loneliness leaves on us shows that we have a desperate need for another. For one particular other. The need is so great. We would almost do anything to quench this feeling. If you are like me then you search your world high and low leaving no rock unturned. You find things that seem to ease the moments but in the end they are meaningless. We were never meant to be alone. never. Our soul was created with a longing for relationship. The best way I can describe loneliness to another is being lovesick.  Hear the voice of God wooing you to himself. God does not make us lonely. It is just what we are away from him. He is the only true filling. We may find relief in friends, parents, boyfriends/husbands, although this is good relief it will not quench.

Read and really hear the words of the Psalmist.

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Psalm 42.

1 As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, O God. 2 My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God? 3 My tears have been my food day and night, while men say to me all day long, “Where is your God?” 4 These things I remember as I pour out my soul: how I used to go with the multitude, leading the procession to the house of God, with shouts of joy and thanksgiving among the festive throng. 5 Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and

6 my God. 7 Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls; all your waves and breakers have swept over me. 8 By day the Lord directs his love, at night his song is with me– a prayer to the God of my life. 9 I say to God my Rock, “Why have you forgotten me? Why must I go about mourning, oppressed by the enemy?” 10 My bones suffer mortal agony as my foes taunt me, saying to me all day long, “Where is your God?” 11 Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God.

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His words are literally striking to me.  You can hear his actual longing for his other.  You can hear his loneliness and his fear of simply being left alone.  He cannot turn away because he knows the love of his God.  It is a love that leaves him panting and stirs the thirst of his soul.

I can vividly remember the long nights after a terrible high school break up.  Just take a moment and humor me here.  Envision the high school me (insert VERY big hair ) sitting on my daybed.  I have one hand on my phone and the other hand is holding a wad of snotted up toilet paper.  I have been crying on and off for hours all the while listening to sunny 99.1 call in requests.  My young heart is thirsting even panting to hear the voice of my former other.  The phone sits in hand just in case it would happen to ring.  It doesn’t.  Alone and lonely I sit.  I sit for hours on end.

These exact emotions are what sent me into a journey that I am still riding to this day.  It all started with a teal bible and a random girls devotional book I picked up.  There was no magic in the devotions I read.  There was just an overwhelming desire to quench the thirst and know true love.  In the weakest moments of my life my Lover God sat next to me wiped the tears from my cheeks and wooed me away with him.  He still does this today. There is no greater romance.

I promise.

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Answer.

I am pretty certain we will all experience the emotions of loneliness or the fear of being alone.  I am also certain someone will be sitting next to you.  He will be waiting for you to try Him. With love in his eyes he will dare your lonely heart to abandon all your fear and search him.  Journey with him and you will not be alone.  ever.


Psalm 34:18 The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.
Deuteronomy 31:8  The Lord himself goes before you and will be with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged.”

Camping.

Skipping rocks, catching fire flies, mid afternoon swimming, are just a few of the things we have been up to this week.  We are loving the resort type camp we are resting in.  Ernest is serving this church from Abilene, Texas.  At the moment he is sitting upright in the chair next to me sleeping.  I think he may be a little tired.  He is speaking to a kids camp and a youth camp that are both being ran here this week.  Our children have been running around with the kids camp and are seriously loving every minute.

I will share a few pictures soon.

project 365

So I have decided to take on a new project. I have been watching people play this out on flickr and have honestly admired them for doing it. I think it is the right time for me to tackle it. If you want to play along that would be great fun. You can find more information and ideas from here. I plan to capture an image of myself, my kids, my husband, and or life for the next 365 days. I am all about documenting moments and letting more spill over than I probably should. That is just me.

project 365: day one

As you can see from project 365: day one my mind is still full of thoughts + emotions to process from my time in Haiti. This is the couch that becomes my office from the hours of 9-3:30 each day. I realized that the last two days I have been doing alot of this starring off into the distance. It seems my mind is just rolling through all the images I have seen and the places they fell in my heart. I am trying so hard to hold onto each one. I do not want to forget one small minute but I know that is bound to happen. I am sure it already has.

Yesterday I walked into Wal-Mart and the first thing I noticed was a large display of Goldfish crackers. Noah, one fun and spunky Livesays, carried around a box of goldfish crackers just like that one. The silly connection made me smile and share the news with Ernest. I went on to talk up fun stories of Noah and the other Livesay children (seriously great kids). I miss Haiti. I miss all the people there.

There is a brush in the bathroom that no one uses. I have no idea why it is there. Every time I come across it I remember Haiti. On the handle is the word belle. Belle is the creole word for pretty or beautiful. I used that word many times in my seven days in Haiti. Each time I would snap a picture of a Haitian girl I would turn the camera around to show her the image. The same thing would happen each time. She would see with her own eyes how beautiful she was. Her eyes would light up and soon a huge smile would be held on her face. I had the awesome privilege to look into her eyes and assure her that I saw the same thing…belle.

The days have been full since I have been home. Ernest started a 2nd shift job last night. This is a blessing all on it’s own. He will work there until his funds are raised with AIM. This is the same company he worked for while he was in college here in Houston. They remembered him and decided to re-hire him for this period of time. He just started an already worked out all the time off he needed for camps and other speaking engagements that he has scheduled. Only God. They are also fully aware of his short term agreement with them. Awesome. Ernest is so excited about all the opportunities that lay before him. AIM is wonderful as well as working with Chris to begin a Youth Ministry at our church. I am proud to be the wife of my blue collar preacher man.

Haiti…I am here!

As I type the sounds of creole are lingering in the background. I have made it to Haiti. The sights and sounds are as I had envisoined and yet affected me in a way that I did not expect. I have officially been in Haiti for less than 24 hours but I know that this place will leave a lasting impression upon all my days.

At the present moment we are at the Rescue Center. The work done here is truly amazing. I have been moved to tears many more times than can be counted. The children have grabbed onto our hearts as well as our hands. I have colored with, sang songs with, rocked to sleep, and held so many tender souls. I have seen what I’ve seen and I can’t forget it. It is true.

On our journey to the Rescue Center we crossed the paths of so much life. The rivers were full of people washing clothes, bathing, and socializing. I could not bring myself to lift the camera and shoot. I sat still and savored each sight. The countryside is beautiful. BEAUTIFUL. The mountains are nothing short of breathtaking. My current memory verse is so fitting for these days. Psalm 121:1-2 I raise my eyes toward the mountains where does my help come from? My help comes from the LORD the maker of Heaven and Earth. I have said those words over and over today all the while gazing at the gorgoues mountain range. God is just better than He has to be. Yes He is.

This post may be full of spelling issues and rambling. I just wanted to write and share the very real fact that my heart is melting. And it is not because of the heat.

Melt on.