Archives For October 2010

Josiah, our three year old, awoke this morning surprisingly early.  Since he had accidentally fallen asleep at 6:30 the night before and slept on through, I was not particularly alarmed.  That is until I noticed him putting himself back Continue reading “One Good Case Can Clear a Room” »

We intended to get up early, find a church service, and then stop by Niagara Falls for a walking tour before our afternoon flight.  But our exhausted bodies and late night screaming session with Lilibeth caused us to get a later start.  “Chicken” was crowing about getting home and we were all in agreement with her.

We drove up to the Falls allowing 40 minutes for sightseeing and lunch, or an hour if we wanted to live on the dangerous side.  We chose the latter and had one hour of solid fun.  The falls were spectacular. The souvenir shopping appropriately junky and the New York style ethnic lunch tasty.  Wouldn’t have traded a minute of it!

Nathan made a discovery about Lili’s traveling preferences.  She prefers to save all blowout dirty diapers for mid-air. He had the pleasure of checking out an even smaller plane’s bathroom facility for changing a thrashing one year old.  He is becoming an expert you may consult for pointers!  What a Dad!

I was feeling rather smug of my new frequent flying savvy behavior as we arrived at the airport rental car return.  I have joined the airport subculture and learned to navigate the security checks and moving sidewalks with my carry-on in tote like a pro.

There are a few things I wish someone would have warned me about.  Like airport bathroom protocols.  I personally feel we have carried lavatory science a little too far.  When we need an orientation manual before entry to figure how to operate all modern energy saving controls, we have simply gone beyond wisdom.  In one bathroom, I was convinced the faucets were all broken.  I stuck my hands under four of them with no water to show.  Finally, in frustration I struck one of the handles.  That was the missing key.  What, touch a faucet?  Is not that thoroughly antiquated and gross?

I entered one stall as I was struggling to catch a connecting flight.  I put toilet paper on the seat three times and every time I did, the auto sensor would cause it to flush and suck my paper down before I could sit. How is this ever going to save us energy?

As I sat there on my throne, I made another astute discovery.  Unlike most public facilities, airport stall doors go nearly to the floor.  (I know, you are thinking, who cares?)  But honestly, this registered very strongly in my mommy meter.  No child who locks themselves in one of those things will be able to crawl underneath.  I guess that is where the safety is.  No stray bomber will be able to crawl under your stall.  Extra security.

With our flight’s delay of several hours, I am having a great time writing our memories.  I think I like this job.  Traveling and speaking is a blast.  But my heart is aching for my first job waiting for me back home.  The children and Doug have been so patient.  They have taken this whole adventure in stride and I am so proud.

Next week we ALL get to drive to Chicago.  All my babies with me.  Now that will be fun!  We are all in this Frontline Family thing together and as God sends us out on missions, I am sure He will mature their little hearts….and use them to share His hope and His love.

Next week my packing will look quite different.  And I can just hear all the squabbles now.  “I need to sit by the window...Mom, it’s my turn to sit at the booth...Mom, please take Josiah.  All these kids will think he is my baby!……MOM!”….Wow, I love that word!

Bring it on God!  I am ready for Chicago.  But, next week, I will leave my new Delta Frequent Flier pillow at home.

This is the last of the ten part series on my ministry trip to Ontario.  In the previous post I spoke to the Canadian parents of teens, and marveled at the Lord’s faithfulness to us.  In case you missed the beginning, here’s the first post.

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I knew my PowerPoint very well.  I thought.  But when the craziness of our weather problems caused our meeting location to be adjusted four times in two hours, my well prepared brain seemed a little like mush.

I was so excited to have the opportunity to meet the Canadian Parents of Teens at the Hamilton Ontario Acquire the Fire event.  It truly was a dream come true to be called to share God’s heart with His precious people.  So I wanted to do my best presentation possible.

As I looked out over the masses of heads as they stretched down the long hallway, I struggled to see the folks in the back row.  The arena was built in a circle so it felt as if the back of the audience was about to do some sort of geometry maneuver and fall out of view.

They looked a little tired, these brave soul dragging their teens (or being drug by their teens) to Acquire the Fire for Jesus.  Could they possibly acquire any fire from me as we competed with the main stage noise in our crowded hall?

Kalyn and I began our well rehearsed story with her side of the re-enactment.  Then she was dismissed to speak on the main stage to the 4,000 or so participants who were not POTS.  My mom’s heart wished I could see it.  What a dramatic redemption of tragedy.  It was clear evidence that the Lord will work everything in our lives for His good. Even darkness and pain.

None of us had time, in our frantic rush to salvage our meeting, to assess where I would stand after we quickly set up the PowerPoint screen.  Neither did I have time to figure where I would set my notes in the podium-less room.  Our guests arrived, unaware of the recent drama, and I launched out to speak without even looking at my notes or the PowerPoint.  I am sure I put my new production technician friend, Samantha, through the ringer as I re-wove my message.

In what seemed like a flash, it was done.  As I looked into their faces, I wished we had more time together.  Maybe not in our crowded, loud hallway filled with a strange stereo mix of Kalyn’s voice and mine.  But maybe around a kitchen table sharing the joys, challenges and honors of being a POTS.  Were they facing the same crazy daily challenges to stay connected to their teens’ hearts as I constantly am?

I was mindful of the divine intersection of our day.  I did not feel like I was able to pull off my best speaking job.  But I knew the Father’s love was present and His Spirit could make up for my weaknesses.  And I was reminded once again that He has not given up on this generation.  If we will press into His voice and His heart, I am more convinced than ever, we will see His Glory descend on our kids.

Our journey to Canada by God’s standards was a success.  More on our trip home later….

This is part nine of the ten part series on my recent ministry trip to speak with parents of teens in Ontario.  In the last post, cold temperatures, wind and rain could not dampen my enthusiasm.  Here’s where to find part one if you missed the start of this ten part series.

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The long awaited hour of our speaking engagements was approaching quickly. While Kalyn and I were not nearly as nervous about speaking at the Hamilton, Ontario Acquire The Fire as we had been at our first event in Massachusetts, we were still under the effects of Continue reading “Drama on the Veranda…Part 8 of 10” »

This is part seven in the ten part series on my ministry trip to Ontario.  In the last post, we crossed the border into Canada, listened to Ron Luce open the conference, and discovered the reason for Lilibeth’s crankiness.  You can start with part one if you need to catch up.

I awoke early Saturday morning to make sure I was ready to greet our booth visitors at the Hamilton, Ontario conference. I loved the enthusiasm of the 4600 youth, youth leaders and parents rushing to their seats. The teenagers did not seem to mind the short sleep of the night before. They burst through the doors as if Continue reading “Preparing For the POTS…Part 7 of 10” »