Wednesday, April 6, 2016

Is it too much?

As the Tardis twisted and turned, the children squealed with delight.  This device, based off of Dr. Who's time travel machine, deposited 8 children into the 1700's where they were challenged to move a variety of house hold items across the "Wild Wild West" on horseback.  In reality, the "Tardis" was two boxes connected together, latched to a dolly so we could move them around, and the Wild Wild West was a bunch of blankets laid out in our back yard.  The horses?  Well, each child had to be a horse on all 4's while another child rode on their back.

Ryan exiting the Tardis with his robot buddy
Reese (the cowboy) and Carter (the horse) moving west

We just celebrated Reese's 9th birthday... it was phenomenal...  I'm sure that Ron and I had as much fun as the kids.  For the past 4 years, we have created Super Hero Training Camps, Jedi Training Academies, Detective/Mystery Challenges, and now a Time Travel Adventure where the kids built a robot, visited multiple time frames in history (Wild West and Gold Rush) and future (asteroids destroying the earth), and outsmarted the futuristic robot in order to collect Reese's stolen birthday presents! 

These birthday parties require a lot of work, especially if we are not going to spend a lot of money putting it together (which we don't... this years party budget, including food, was $50).  Is it too much?  People are pretty opinionated about this... other adults are either so excited that they too want to come or others think it's absolutely ridiculous. 

So, why does this mom and dad, who usually keep things pretty frugal and simple, go to such extremes for a one-day event?

Proverbs 22:6 says to "Train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not depart from it."  This passage is referring to training up a child in the way he/she is uniquely wired by God.  Biblical morals and values are non-negotiable, but each child needs to be uniquely guided and taught.

Four years ago, after losing Elliot, I woke up one day realizing our family was in need of some serious fun, and it needed to be in a way that would really connect with Reese - hence, the Super Hero Training Camp evolved.  As we brainstormed and planned, my son's heart and mind came to life.  He was in his zone, and it was beautiful.

Many parents get to connect with their kids through sports or other extra-curricular activities - they may spend several nights/week going to practices, missing dinner, paying money to participate, but it's worth it because a parent feels their child is learning many life skills through these activities. 

Reese is not that kid, and finding extra curricular activities for him is challenging.  He is very intelligent and incredibly creative - developing amazing stories - then acting them out or writing them.  He is not extroverted, and he does love his friends and family deeply.  His love language is most definitely quality time - especially if it is at his house where he can share his thoughts, ideas, and story lines with those he loves.

Party preparation and party day touches on so much of his unique wiring - all while he is learning important skills. 
  1. Time management/perseverance/hard work - Planning a party like this does not happen over night.  He begins planning with me MONTHS in advance.  Starting so far in advance can get exhausting and at times we want to give up, but, when we keep our "eye on the prize" it helps us persevere!
  2. Stewardship - We create only a small budget (even when we had more money).  This year we tapped into our local furniture stores for large boxes to create the time machines, and we collected toilet paper roles and vegetable cans in order to create robots. 
  3. Organization/planning/communication - Reese is always in charge of the invitations.  This allows him to use his creativity, but also makes him think through things like how long should the party last, is an RSVP important, etc.
  4. Physical fitness/teamwork/problem solving/patience - Each year we create a variety of obstacles that require each of these skills.  There is a certain competitiveness with each obstacle, but it also requires them to help and encourage their teammate.
  5. Ability to fail with dignity - After so much planning and dreaming, it is most certain that something will not turn out as planned or some kid is not going to like it.  Reese has learned that this is okay... we can still have an amazing time without everything being perfect.
  6. Contentment/Gratitude - Reese can get very detailed in his own mind/creativity about how things should be designed or built, but, lets face it, we are using toilet paper rolls to construct - so he doesn't always get exactly what he wants.  Reese has learned that when he chooses to be grateful, despite things not being perfect, that the party is waaaaay better!  He is honestly incredibly grateful for all of this.
Party prep is our "sports season".  We do not spend party prep season treating Reese like a king.  We do not do everything he wants.  It doesn't always turn out perfect.  This time has been spent teaching valuable life skills and Biblical principles all while Reese utilizes his natural gifts and talents and shares them with others - the kids in the neighborhood start talking to us about the party long before it gets here :).  Honestly, by doing these parties, I feel as if I'm honoring God by saying, "Lord, you didn't make Reese like me... You made him just the way you wanted him, and I love it!"

So, is it too much?  Nope - its just right... at least for now.

Monday, February 8, 2016

The Screaming Clock

"Grrr.... I have things to do," I grumble in my head.

Our 3 year old, recently adopted son, Hyun, fell asleep at a strange time, and he is on the couch rather than the bed.  When I go to move him off the couch, he begins screaming and crying as if he is having a nightmare, so rather than move him, I just lean back on the couch and lay him on my chest.

Sounds nice, doesn't it?  I typically frantically work during nap time to get things checked off my "to-do" list.

I can see our clock from where I sit...


The clock moves from 11:45, 11:46, 11:47...

"If I don't get this stuff done now, when will I do it?"


11:55, 11:56

"I can't even do something relaxing; I can't reach my book or the TV remote; I'll just move him to the bed now so I can get stuff done."  But in the back of my heart I hear, "Halee, just be still with him."


"Really?"  The clock is screaming at me.


I finally stop grumbling, and I make a decision to just be still.  A precious song by Kari Jobe fills my mind, "Holy Spirit, You are welcome here.  Come flood this place and fill the atmosphere.  Your glory, God, is what my heart longs for; to be overcome by Your presence, Lord."

12:20, 12:21

Hyun is experiencing the feel of my beating heart, the growl and roll of my stomach.  With each breath that I take, his whole body is moving up and down.

"God, what are you doing in this moment?  Are you up to something?  Show me, Father."

12:42, 12:43

With each beat, growl and breath, He is giving Hyun and I a moment that we did not get to experience together through 9 months of pregnancy.  I am accomplishing the only task I was meant to do at this moment.

1:01, 1:02

Complete peace with accomplishing nothing in my kitchen, on the computer or phone.  I am simply enjoying one of the greatest gifts ever given to me, knowing that God is continually accomplishing what I cannot do on my own.

Thank You Father for flooding our place, for giving us all our hearts long for.  What a very special moment in which I learned more about You and Your love for us. - Amen.

Link to the song "Holy Spirit"

Monday, January 11, 2016

Jesus Exposed at a Discount Bread Store!

My Grandma Doris was a short, spunky woman who could light up a room with her sweet spirit and amazing stories.  She and my grandfather lived in Amarillo, TX where I grew up, but they also owned a small ranch in a tiny South TX town where she had been raised. 

This small, one-horse town, doesn’t seem to offer much at first glance - a single post office, some small hills, a few trees and no industry, but traversing the town with my grandmother would quickly change the spirit of any passerby.  She had a story to tell, a story of how she had run up that tree at a young age which saved her from a wild animal, how she had painted that fence post with a family friend, or the open field in which her father taught her lessons during the great depression.  Some stories were funny, some very personal, and some had seemingly little meaning but still expressed her deep connection and love for the town.  As she would share her stories in vivid detail - the town that once seemed dull came alive and in full bloom.  Ron and I long ago fell in love with this place through my grandmother’s shared experiences.

"How lovely on the mountains are the feet of him who brings good news, who announces peace and brings good news of happiness, who announces salvation, and says to Zion, 'Your God reigns!'" Isaiah 52:7

As I consider these words from Isaiah, I know that I too have a story to tell - a story that is good news.  Just like my Grandmother, I can tell my stories and experiences that I have had with the Lord to bring Him to life for others!  This world has painted a picture of God that represents Him as dull, simply a rule maker, and has little to offer, yet my experiences shed light on the truth of the restorative powers of God through the saving grace of His son Jesus. 
I am not always proud to share my stories because they often reveal the "not-so-great" part of me, but I often have to share that part of the story so that others can understand how great His love and mercy truly are!  Being honest and vulnerable allows others to feel more comfortable opening up to me as well. 
About a month ago, I was in a discount bread store and began chit chatting with an employee.  She, in passing, mentioned having a still born child many years ago.  Because she is very young, I assumed it may have been a teenage pregnancy.  I took time to stop and ask her questions and really listened - she was still hurting deeply.  After listening, I had an opportunity to share many of my hurts and struggles as well, and then shared the mending God has done in my heart and that I believe the same healing is available for her.  
Last week, I went back to the store, and when I walked in she squealed, "I'm so happy to see you!  I've been waiting to talk to you again to tell you that our conversation was a life changing conversation...," and the conversation continued from there.  I don't always get such direct feedback from sharing my testimony, but God calls us to have beautiful feet and share His amazing news with those in this world - the Holy Spirit will do the rest. 
Dare we keep these stories to ourselves?  Will you take time today to reminisce through the stories of how Jesus has impacted your life?
  • How has Jesus rescued you/ in what ways was He faithful? 
  • If the Bible says that Jesus was the same yesterday, today and forever – then what can you conclude about your current difficult circumstances? 
  • What does the story of Jesus on the cross mean for your eternity? 
Mull over it… take it in… it will give you confidence for the days ahead, and this time of reminiscing can be preparation for the story you are to share with others today.  Your story will help tell the truth about our Savior.

Monday, December 21, 2015

The Fourth Gift

Since we planned to travel to Texas that Christmas in 2011, we did the "gift-opening"/"special dinner" portion of our celebration on Saturday, December 17th.  Each of us had opened our three gifts we traditionally share each Christmas... Jesus got three gifts from the wise men, so each person in our house also gets three gifts.  As wrapping paper was getting cleaned up, Ron snuck away and reappeared with a FOURTH gift!  Upon opening it, I found a beautiful figurine of a mother holding not one but two little boys in celebration of our son Elliot that would be coming into the world any day.

Fast forward to Friday, December 23, 2011...

The drive home from the hospital was long and quiet.  I no longer had recollection of the previous Saturday, Sunday or Monday - it was somehow lost, never to be found amongst the grief and trauma of our son Elliot passing away, giving birth to him, and holding his sweet little body that produced no tears or no dirty diapers.  As we walked through the door of our home that day, we were lost.  Do we sit?  Do we clean?  Do we need to call anyone?  Did I leave dirty dishes in the sink when we left for the hospital?  Do we have any food in the refrigerator to make our dinner? 

Ron made his way to our bedroom to shower and change clothes, and, as he turned the corner, there sat gleaming on the dresser the most horrifying reminder that things were not as they should be - a figurine of a mother holding not one but two little boys.

Ron grew to hate the figurine feeling like it wasn't a gift at all - it was something that taunted us.  Why had he bought a fourth gift when he was only supposed to buy three?  What should we do with it now - display it, put it back in the box, throw it away?  There seemed to be no appropriate place for something that represented such hurt and pain in our lives.

Today, this figurine is proudly displayed front and center in our home bringing the joy it originally intended... The joy isn't because we now have two boys living under our roof; we displayed the figurine prior to Hyun's homecoming - in my mind there shouldn't be two boys with that mother - there should be three.  It is displayed because it is representative of what we want to share through our testimony.

It is a tangible reminder that the Lord gives and He takes away, yet He is faithful in His word when He says that He works for our good if we love Him.  Ron and I screwed up a lot in our grief - in our patience with each other and others, in knowing how tightly or loosely to hold onto Reese, in being consistently good "leaders" at Celebrate Recovery... but one thing we did well was continued to believe in and love our Lord, and He was/is indeed faithful.

As Ron and I boldly proclaim this testimony to you and many others, it is imperative to understand that it is not the events/circumstances of our lives of today that give us this joy and peace - the circumstances of today are just a bonus to the joy and peace we have found by relying on and coming to know our Lord and Savior so much more intimately through our experiences the past 4 years.  It is my prayer and hope that by being my friend, relative, co-worker or by reading this blog it has somehow helped you to become more acquainted with Jesus and His ways.

"Now may the God of peace Himself sanctify you entirely; and may your spirit and soul and body be preserved complete, without blame at the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ.  Faithful is He who calls you, and He also will bring it to pass." 1 Thessalonians 5:23-24

Today, December 21, 2015 is the four year anniversary of when we said goodbye to Elliot.

My Dear Elliot:
I thank God every time I think of you.  Your story and life provided a platform of growth for our family.  As I think of those worshipping around the throne described in the book of Revelation, I imagine that your voice is one of the many constantly singing His praise.  Though I have so desired you to be here in our house, there is no reason to cry over spilled milk or a skinned up knee - You have a perfect place in Heaven.  Love you with the depth that only God could make possible.

Love, Mom

Saturday, December 12, 2015

Practical Ideas for Joy-Filled Change

Transitioning from "career woman" to something that has its own acronym - SAHM (stay at home mom) has its definite challenges.  Rarely do changes come one at a time for any family - in the last 6 months we have experienced many big changes - a newly adopted 3 year old, father moving here from out of state, change in ministry, etc.

I would like to share some practical ideas regarding joy-filled transitions for families - some of these things we did intentionally, some we stumbled into, and others we didn't do, but wished we had!

Wake Up Early (Yes...Even Earlier!)

“In the morning, O Lord, You will hear my voice;
In the morning I will order my prayer to You and eagerly watch.” Psalm 5:3
Many people just cringed!  Honestly, this habit does not have to be early in the morning, but this is the absolute most important tip - find time to yourself when you can shut out ALL distractions - children, husband, phone, social media, cooking, cleaning, projects. 

First and foremost, devote this time to study the Word, and seek/worship Him.  When I first started doing this years ago, I gave myself daily pep talks, sometimes failing to get there even for 5 or 10 minutes.  Now, years later, I am eager to go to bed early so that I can have this time with the Lord the following morning!  By spending this time daily, we are able to better recognize the Lord's handiwork throughout the day, gain necessary strength to face the unknowns, and, just like when we spend time with our spouse, we grow in our relationship with God as we get to know Him better.

If you still have extra time before your family arises, you can also use this time to do some exercising (or multitask by saying prayers while taking an early morning walk) or get a few tasks completed without interruption. 

Determine What Makes You Valuable
Seriously evaluate this question, "what makes me valuable?"  Is it what you accomplish, who you are as a husband/wife, or as a parent?  Several years ago, I realized that I was finding my value in my accomplishments (or lack thereof) at work.  If I had a good day at work, I felt valuable.  If it was a bad day... I often felt worthless.  So much of my life and emotions wavered around my work circumstances. 

If we realize that our value is in being a child of God - that He loves us, cares for us, has grace for us, and that, ultimately He has plans for us to succeed, we can rest peacefully despite our successes and failures.  This is a truth that needs to be grasped daily to the nth degree as we wholeheartedly pursue the transitions in our life.

Communicate Expectations
Expectations are typically based upon a preconceived notion of the benefits and challenges of the transition.  Once the change becomes reality expectations must be adjusted.  Pre and post transition, communicate your thoughts/expectations to family members and seek to understand their expectations. 

Because I am home much more than before, I expected, and assumed Ron had the same expectations, that I would have the entire house cleaned at least once/week.  Every weekend when Ron would take to cleaning the bathrooms, I felt like a failure.  "What have I been doing all week that I didn't get this done?," I said to myself on many occasions.  I was defensive and would provide excuses as to why they weren't cleaned.  Thankfully, Ron reiterated his desire to serve our family in this way and that he had no expectation of me getting it all done every week.  He sees it as a "bonus" if I get it done.

Based on this and similar experiences, I've learned that there are certain things that Ron appreciates having done more than others, so I focus on completing those items, and we work on the other items together.  Hearing this from my husband gave me freedom to focus time on things that are fulfilling to me and are appreciated most by my family. (By the way, Ron's graciousness toward me has greatly benefited him as well... I feel much more capable to love and serve him when I am not completely drained from doing things I'm not particularly gifted toward.)

Focus on the Heart Rather than Success/Failure
We took a 2/3 pay cut - so we anticipated finances would be a challenge.  In preparation of this challenge, we changed cell phone services, our giving, health insurance, eating habits, recreational habits, gift giving traditions, retirement savings, etc.  All the preparations/plans were complete; therefore, we perfectly transitioned into our new budget... I'M LYING!  AUGH!  This has been so hard! 

Among many other things, the retirement auto-withdrawal from Ron's paycheck has taken months to finally get corrected.  The one thing I thought I was good at going into this transition was budgeting, and we haven't hit the budget in the last 3 months.

Ron and I determined we were starting to sound more like business partners than life long, lovingly committed spouses because we spend so much time talking about the budget.  Because the budget is important, we cannot just sweep it under the rug while talking only about "fun" things, but we can limit the time and heart energy we spend on it, and we can adjust our verbiage from worry to gratefulness regarding the subject.

Now, rather than telling Ron all the things I couldn't buy at the grocery store this week, I will send him a text after my shopping trip and tell him something healthy were able to buy with our funds, and thank him for working so hard to provide for our family.  I will also thank him for joining me on this faith journey.  I also dare to ask, "how are you doing with all these changes?", and realize that if the answer isn't overwhelmingly positive, it isn't because I have failed - his honest answer is an indication that he trusts me with the truth of what he is facing.

With these seemingly minor changes of focusing on the heart rather than our "failures", I have found that Ron and I are laughing more and enjoying all that God is providing - both our needs and our desires. 

Other Thoughts
  1. Stay connected with friends/family - for fun, prayer, tears, etc.
  2. Stay healthy - Our bodies are a living sacrifice for God.  Don't get so focused on the transition  that you don't take the time for healthy eating, exercise, medical checkups, etc.
  3. Have some fun! - In times of change, it is easy to forget to have some fun, and it may be a different kind of fun than before.  For example, Ron and I don't get out to listen to live music as much these days (okay... never), but we have wrestled for a few minutes even when the boys weren't around!
  4. Embrace humility - You will not be perfect through the transition; you will not be perfect following the transition, and neither will your family members.  Ralph Waldo Emerson said, "Life is a journey, not a destination."  Simply take this time to grow spiritually and relationally.
I am so thankful that, though there have been some difficult moments, our days are filled with joy; there is a peace that passes understanding, and I feel like we are in the midst of the promise given to us in 1 Peter 5:10:

"After you have suffered for a little while, the God of all grace, who called you to His eternal glory in Christ, will Himself perfect, confirm, strengthen, and establish you."

If you have ideas/thoughts on joy-filled transitions, please share them with me as I do not feel that our transitions are complete!


Sunday, October 25, 2015

Ready for the ride!

In early October, I did something I never thought possible - I resigned from my job/career.

For 15 years, I have been in an industry that I find exhilarating... I have never been stuck in an office, but when the weather was bad, I could hit the office and rummage through data and build spreadsheets (Hey!  Don't make fun of me - making GOOD spreadsheets requires a lot of creativity!).  Daily I would have the opportunity to interact with the managers of the refinery, and 5 minutes later I would have my hands dirty with maintenance and operators.  I love this!

As much as I have enjoyed this work, I've known in my heart for quite some time (probably 7 years... since 2008) that the Lord was possibly leading me away from it; I have learned that it is much more exhilarating and peaceful to do as the Lord desires than what makes sense to "mankind". 

This is a change that seems ludicrous for us - most would consider it financial suicide.  Please understand that my husband works very hard in a line of work that really matters - counseling, but pay is minimal and insurance benefits are good for him but astonishingly bad for our family.  Our finances do not make sense if you look at just the here and now, but...

When Elliot died, the Lord taught me a very important lesson - nothing is a surprise to Him, and He prepares us for things long before He calls us to them.  So, in scenarios like this, I like to step back and take a look around at the ways God has prepared us for this.

  1. In 2008, we began a journey to pay off our mortgage with gazelle intensity...  We had a 7 year plan that ended up only taking 2 years.  If we still had a mortgage, we could not make this change.
  2. In the 1970's an organization began called "Christian Healthcare Ministries (CHM)" - an organization that "cost shares" medical expenses for Christians.  Today this ministry meets all the requirements for the "Affordable Care Act" (also known as Obamacare).  I know this organization wasn't started for my family specifically, but the need was known long ago that this would be a need for our family.  We cannot afford health insurance as it exists today, but we can afford CHM while also having the opportunity to share with others financially and prayerfully who have medical needs.
  3. I consider the many barriers God helped me face using the Celebrate Recovery (CR) ministry.  It was through CR that I realized I was finding my identity in my work rather than in Christ Jesus... if things were good at work - then I was good.  If someone was not satisfied (or I perceived they were not satisfied) with something I did at work - then I felt worthless.  Over 10 years ago, the Lord changed my heart to know that my value is from being His child. 
  4. My dad... My parents lost so much due to my mom's illness over her last 10 years of life.  For years, Ron and I were blessed to help financially.  Once my mom passed, my dad was left with a failed construction business due to his inability to attend to it, and he had aged enough that he could no longer work in the industry he had been accustomed to.  My dad recently sold his place in TX and moved near us.  This gives him less financial and physical burdens, and it allows us to love and invest in him without having to do it financially and without having to travel to TX.
During my prayer time on 9/1/15, I heard words spoken to my heart through scripture that gave me peace and confirmation to turn in my resignation, step into a new season of life, and watch as God gives us new opportunities to receive His love and to share it with others.  This gives us great anticipation of the days ahead.

"For you will go out with joy and be led forth with peace; the mountains and the hills will break forth into shouts of joy before you, and all the trees will clap their hands." Isaiah 55:12 

 So what's next for our "ever-changing" family?...

That's the hard part - I don't know!  But I'm ready for the ride. 

As we are on this ride, I'm enjoying investing more into my marriage, and I have dinner on the table when Ron gets home.  I get to see my 8 year old's face every day as he exits school, and I am the one teaching my 3 year old his ABC's.  What could be better?

Praise God for his faithfulness, and I'm so glad to have a family that is willing to face all these changes with joy and anticipation!

Wednesday, October 7, 2015

Stinky Feet

Our house is almost constantly filled with a neighborhood of boys.  It is the type of chaos that wonderful childhood memories are made of... They have created the "Club of Fun" in which there are scheduled daily activities that include playing board games, light saber fights, Nerf gun wars, etc.  It's pretty obvious that they don't stick to their scheduled events as one crazy activity leads to another.

It creates a hustle and bustle that I am thankful for, but there are some realities of it that can be a bit daunting.  There are a few boys in particular that are the "bulls in the china closet" - their feet stink (seriously... it is pretty bad), the mess they leave behind in my bathroom is unthinkable, and there is almost always something on their feet that leaves streaks of some sort across my floor.  If we aren't looking - they are the ones that want to throw the ball in the house, and lying is a routine part of their conversations.  They respect very clear expectations we set, therefore, they have been allowed to keep coming back, and the truth is that some of the things that "irk" me are not character issues (stinky feet).

The Senior Pastor at Highland Park Christian Church, Brian Jennings, provided a very powerful lesson on reconciliation last Sunday.  It seems that we should somehow now be in a nation where racism and other prejudices don't exist, but it does.  As I listened to the sermon, I just wanted to get up and scream, "Come on church family!  Let's do this together... Let's be the ones to stand up for reconciliation in our neighborhoods, nation and world!".  I had thoughts of reconciliation for those that I grew up with that were and are still in poverty - hating those "with money" assuming none of them have worked for it, and I had thoughts of reconciliation for some that I work with and live around today that believe people "without money" have all chosen that life and are lazy.

"What can I do?" I prayed to God as I sat there.

The response - "Love [the two boys from your neighborhood]."


These two boys are not a different race than me; their family is likely similar income bracket since we live in the same neighborhood.  When I asked God the question, I was looking for something "big"... something that is news breaking and can change the world, and He simply asked me to love these boys?

As I thought about His response more - I thought about the message we give our son as he senses our frustration over these boys.  We have sent Reese mixed signals because we have shown him how to deeply love and serve "the down and out", sacrifice for God and others, and that there is grace for those who are willing to confess sins and weaknesses - yet we have no grace or tolerance for the boys in our neighborhood?  Don't get me wrong - we have been kind to these boys, but my heart has not liked it.

"4 ingredients for reconciliation" by Brian Jennings:
  1. Be quick to admit wrong doings.
  2. Avoid God's chair.
  3. Take God's view.
  4. Repay evil with practical affection.
How arrogant of me to think that these boys are not "as good" as us due to their unruly habits.  I am praying today for God's view on these boys - that I will see them as He sees them, and that I will develop a heart that loves them unconditionally.  Currently, if they tell lies or do something they shouldn't, I will confront them so that they don't have a negative impact on my son, but, my prayer is that, rather than confronting out of defensiveness, I will confront with love and grace for their well-being, not just the well-being of my own son. 

When I consider providing "practical affection" to these boys, the opportunities are endless.  I have subconsciously been avoiding such practical affections thinking that if I don't make them too comfortable, then they will not want to stay as long.

These are honest confessions that I have made today, and it seems so ridiculous.  I am not proud of this, but I did want to share it because I believe it is this type of arrogance that snowballs into all sorts of prejudices that can get passed down and exploded from one generation to another if it is not brought into the "Light".

I don't believe this is all God has in store for me in regards to being a part of the "reconciliation" movement, but I will start here and allow Him to continue to lead the way for my family and me.  This one change in my heart isn't likely to change the world, but it will honor God by honoring His children, and it will teach my boys that all people have amazing value - stinky feet and all.

What are the prejudices residing within your heart?  Please share with me so that I can pray with you as your journey of reconciliation begins.

 Access Brian Jennings' sermon here - "Can the Church Bring About Reconciliation?"