Monthly Archives: December 2015

Being Prepared Really Does Matter

Yesterday Franklin and I found ourselves in a long line at Wal-Mart with hundreds of our closest friends.  We had a list of supplies, anticipating a particularly unusual eastern New Mexico blizzard.  We needed a few basics:  dog food, a creosote log to clean our chimney, candles, a small space heater, a snow shovel, and lots and lots of silicone.  With left-overs to spare from our Christmas celebrations, we opted not to join our friends in the grocery aisles.

We spent the remainder of the morning and early afternoon crossing off things we’d put on our blizzard to-do list Christmas evening.  We filled the gas tanks of both our cars, moved the power tools around in the garage to make room for one of our vehicles, wrapped our faucets, moved firewood up to the backdoor patio, and applied 9 tubes (yes 9 tubes) of clear silicone to our drafty windows.

We’ve made it through the first half of Goliath (the name of this winter storm) and I feel particularly blessed.  We (and our home) seem to be weathering it well.  Our windows are noticeably less drafty and our heater, while certainly taxed, is keeping us warm.  I’m grateful for a gas hot-water heater and stovetop should our electricity be interrupted and firewood for the week.

I’m certainly not a “prepper” (one who is prepared for a 6 month interruption of life as we know it) but Franklin thinks I over-analyze a bit.  Granted, I might have done a thing or two yesterday that could be considered “over-kill” but in my mind a modicum of Preparedness Really Does Matter.

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As my thoughts have certainly still been on the storm this morning (how could they not as the wind continues to howl) an older praise song I really love has planted itself deep in my Spirit and I’m left thinking about preparing in a very different way.

These are the days of Elijah, declaring The Word of The Lord.  And these are the days of your servant, Moses, righteousness being restored.  These are the days of great trials, of famine and darkness and sword.  Still we are the voice in the desert crying, prepare ye the way of The Lord.

The words of verses 1 and 2 are pretty convicting this morning.  Do I prepare for the 2nd coming of The Lord in my home and with my family in the same way I was focused and single-minded in preparing for this storm?

And these are the days of Ezekiel, the dry bones becoming as flesh.  And these are the days of Your servant, David, rebuilding the temple of praise.  And these are the days of the harvest, the fields are all white in the world.  And we are the laborers, in your vineyard, declaring The Word of The Lord.

The 3rd and 4th verses give me even more to think about… Do I think about others in my life, praying for them, considering how to meet their needs, checking in on them with regard to discipleship in the same way I have thought about others and reached out to meet needs with regards to this storm?

Enjoy some pasole today as you consider preparedness in your life J (Always the teacher… doling out homework even during the Christmas break!)

Comfort Really Does Matter

Two nights over the Thanksgiving holiday my husband, Franklin, and I slept on a concrete floor.  I’d actually asked for the space we slept in as it was the coolest part of my sister and brother-in-law’s home.  I’d been under the weather and seemed to cough more when I was too warm.  We were actually quite comfortable with camping pads and a pile of quilts.  Our sleeping arrangements gave me pause to think about comfort before drifting off to sleep because Comfort Really Does Matter.

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Certainly our perception of “comfort” is relative.  While the Kim Kardashians of the world might baulk at my Wal-Mart jeans and Target leggings, I’ve always had a roof over my head, 3 meals a day, and a closet full of clothes to choose from.  From my perch atop my lap of luxury I certainly have a hard time imagining “comfortable” in the life of one of the 3 billion people in the world who live on $2.50 or less a day.

In many other ways I have a life of “comfort”.  Over Thanksgiving I was blessed to have my children, my mom, all of my siblings, their spouses, and their children together for 4 days.  I enjoyed my first snow of the year (a beautiful, soft Colorado snow) from a warm window seat and certainly enjoyed my time with my extended family!

I’ve pondered “comfort” in another context quite a bit this fall in Community Bible Study.  We’ve been camped in 1 John for a while and have been considering what the directive “abide in The Lord” might really look like in our lives.  One of the definitions, the idea that when we “abide in The Lord” we’re comfortable with the things and the way of The Lord, has really had me thinking.

Grandmother Billie is a beautiful example of being comfortable with the ways and the things of The Lord.  Billie, our oldest’s great-grandmother, loves her time with Bailey.  Bailey will share about his life and her comments are sprinkled with, “Praise The Lord!”, “Thank You, Jesus!”, and “Lord, You are good!” exclamations.

She’s comfortable in the ways of The Lord and would likewise be very uncomfortable sitting with us if we were listening to, watching, or engaging in things that are contrary to The Lord’s ways.

We were challenged to pick a day and imagine Jesus physically sitting with us, working beside us, and eating with us – never leaving our side for an entire day.  While God’s Holy Spirit is with us in this way, every day, we often negate His presence in our busy, me-centered lives.  This challenge really gave me food for thought.

Do we live in such a way that Jesus would be comfortable being with us from sunup to sundown?  Would our morning routine make Him comfortable?  Would the programming (TV, playlists, radio, facebook) we choose to watch and listen to make Him comfortable? Would my interactions with my children, my response to frustrations throughout the day, my conversations with friends, and my attitude toward my husband make Him comfortable?  Would He be comfortable with how I choose to spend my time?

What a beautiful season we’ve entered.  As we marvel in the birth of Jesus Christ and wait, expectantly, for His second coming, I’m challenged to focus on The Lord; His presence in my life, His ways, and His mind.  He’s asking me to value Him above all the craziness in the world and the traps of craziness in this season.  He’s calling me to be content with what I have, because what I have is amazing!  I have the perfect Father (who is good and right and just) and salvation through the birth, death, and resurrection of His son, Jesus Christ who continually intercedes for me.  What more could I ask for?

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