Fun happenings this week

I can’t believe I didn’t mention this (I did on Twitter and Facebook, but not here), but earlier this week I did an interview with Domestic Kingdom.

And today, I wrote the guest post for the True Woman blog: Planner or Free Spirit?


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Thankful Thursday

It’s a snow day here. The roads were only slick for about a 30 minute window of time, but since that happened to be the time when the buses were heading out, it was enough. Since the two oldest are heading out on a youth group trip tomorrow, the timing was perfect.

I am thankful for the snow, paltry though it is.

I am thankful for an unexpected break, so I can focus on laundry and all those other last-minute packing tasks.

I am thankful for children who are old enough to pack their own suitcases.


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Status Report: January

Sitting…on the couch.

Drinking…coffee. The coffee is getting cold, though, so it’s nearly too cold to drink.

Wondering…how it can be that I’m now the mother of two teenagers.

Preparing…for the first day back after Christmas break. My husband went back to work yesterday, but today is the first day of school, both for my son in public school and my homeschooled children.

Enjoying…the quiet. It’s been wonderful having everyone home over the past two weeks, but it’s also nice to sit in a room by myself for a bit.

Anticipating…getting back into a routine. The unstructured days were starting to feel like too much of a good thing.

Reading…A Faith Worth Sharing by C. John Miller. More of a memoir than I realized, but still interesting and helpful.

Dreading…the time I’m going to have to spend searching for something that’s been mislaid (I’m not ready to admit to “lost” yet.)

Thinking…that this week is not going how I planned. Yesterday’s tasks to clean and get ready for school were interrupted by a child’s migraine (the migraines usually last less than a day, but include throwing up — which is a drag). Today’s massive search wasn’t on the schedule, either.

Remembering…that God is in control, even when it feels like surprises keep cropping up.

Deciding…to get up and get to work.

Copying…Rebecca.

Update!

Praising God…that the lost object was found! It’s a long story (and I’m withholding the details to protect the guilty), but it was borrowed. It was missing just long enough to teach a good lesson, but not so long to cause serious problems. Yay!


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Most-viewed Posts of 2011

Like a lot of other people, I’ve been reflecting on 2011. This past year was…interesting. The year before that, 2010, was in many ways the worst year ever. My household was spared, but a lot of people we loved suffered greatly in 2010. I think we spent the first part of 2011 shell-shocked and trying to catch our breath.

One of the highlights of 2011 was the publication of The Organized Heart. Another was traveling to The Gospel Coalition Conference (which I wrote about here).

Those two things were wonderful, but soon overshadowed by the trial that inspired this post. I’m happy to report that everything turned out fine (thanks be to God). I’ll probably tell you more about it sometime.

And that brings me to the most-viewed posts this year. It’s interesting to see what people search out and read. I’m always surprised.

1. Doctor Says You’re Cured but You Still Feel the Pain. This was actually a fun post to write because I got to publicly (and light-heartedly) call out my cousin for an ornery trick he once played on me that triggered a mini-phobia of sorts.

2. Using the Time That We Have was inspired by the death of one of my father’s closest friends. It’s one of the posts you wish you had no reason to write.

3. Book Review: Father and Son. I wrote this back in June 2010, and yet search engines bring people to this post every day. I think I’m one of the few bloggers in the world who has reviewed this book.

4. Rainy Days and Unbelief Always Get Me Down. This is the post in which I put to rest the idea that writing a book on organization means I have it all figured out. I don’t.

5. Ode to the Laptop. Just a silly post I wrote for fun, popular only because of Google searches. You would be shocked how often people type “Ode to a Laptop” into search engines.

And that’s 2011. Looking forward to 2012!


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Many Years Ago

Twenty-three, to be exact (I don’t remember that, I’m going by the copyright),

I had this book.

I most likely purchased it at a B. Dalton Bookseller at the mall. Remember B. Dalton? I may or may not have been wearing jelly shoes and lacy socks at the time.

I’m sure any awesomeness found in me is due to this book. Or maybe not.

Sometimes I miss the 80s. Has there ever been a cheesier decade?


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Book Review: Jesus + Nothing = Everything

The summer of 2009 was one of the hardest periods of Tullian Tchividjian’s adult life. The church he had planted had recently merged with the well-established Coral Ridge Presbyterian Church, and it wasn’t going well. Disgruntled members had started a petition to remove him as pastor. He felt fragile and defeated, and couldn’t imagine what God was up to.

In this time he found himself reading the book of Colossians. Through his reading and study, he realized he had come to rely on personal success and the approval of others for his hope and security. Once those were gone, he felt he had nowhere to stand.

This is the fire from which the book Jesus + Nothing = Everything was forged. Tchividjian wants to reorient Christians to the gospel, to stop thinking of the gospel as only a launching pad into faith, and remember that it’s the only hope than any of us have.

Tchividjian says Christians often get mired down into perfomancism (which frequently overlap with legalism and moralism). We get so caught up in what we’re doing for God, we start to view the Christian life as a cycle of “you scratch my back, I’ll scratch yours.” Then, when trials come (as they inevitably do), we find ourselves sinking into fear and despair. He wants to shatter this cycle by reminding us that the pattern found in Scripture is to first bask in what Jesus has obtained for us then to draw from that the strength to move forward.

Tchividjian tips his hand early (the title pretty much says it all). He lays out the bulk of his argument in the first quarter of the book, then uses the rest of the book to delve into it more deeply. This sometimes made the middle section seem a bit repetitive, but the additional points made in the later chapters are essential. This book is brimming with fantastic quotes. I’m an unapologetic underliner and annotator, but I covered the pages with notes and highlights — much more than usual. Because he makes his point at the beginning and jabs at it from all sides (rather than building his case step by step), this book often had the feel of devotional reading.

He also draws from books such as Because He Loves Me by Elyse Fitzpatrick and Counterfeit Gods by Tim Killer (both of which I have read) and The Gospel-Driven Life by Michael Horton (which I haven’t read). If you’re familiar with those books, you’re going to recognize many the points made, but since this is a book about the gospel, originality is not something to strive for (as Paul pointed out in Galatians 1:8).

This book was borne out of a specific experience in Tchividjian’s life. It’s likely, then, to speak more clearly to people in similar circumstances — people so immersed in the outward trappings of church life that they’ve lost sight of centrality of the gospel.

People who find themselves living with regret over specific mistakes or the consequences of outward sins might not identify quite so easily with Tchividjian’s largely internal struggle. He does speak to those situations, but not as tangibly. I do think, though, that his point that all sin starts with the belief that we need to seize for ourselves what only Christ can obtain for us is a valuable one:

Every temptation to sin is, in the moment, a temptation to disbelieve the gospel — the temptation to secure for ourselves in that moment something we think we need in order to be happy, something we don’t yet have: meaning, freedom, validation, and so on. Bad behavior happens when we fail to believe that everything we need, in Christ we already have; it happens when we fail to believe in the rich provisional resources that are already ours in the gospel. Conversely, good behavior happens when we daily rest in and receive the finished work of Christ in deeper and deeper ways, smashing any sense of need to secure for ourselves anything beyond what Christ has already secured for us. (page 171)

Some have argued that Tchavidjian spends so much time urging us to focus on what Christ has already done that he portrays sanctification (the process of growing to be more like Christ) as something that happens effortlessly with the right mindset. Let me diplomatically say that’s more of a result of the structure of the book rather than the content. Tchavidjian never denies that the process of growing in Christ is hard work (this is especially driven home in Chapter 10), but he wants us to start with the indicatives (what “God in Christ has done for us”) and from that grounding move on to the imperatives (how we are to live in response to that). (page 61)

Part of me wonders if this could have been a stronger book (and one less vulnerable to criticism) if Tchavidjian would have taken the time to delve into more detail about some of the outward struggles that can shipwreck our faith. But as I reflect on that, I think his narrow focus is deliberate. Like Respectable Sins by Jerry Bridges, Tchavidjian wants to speak to situations that are often neglected. He wants to combat the legalistic mindset that entraps people who appear on the outside to be doing okay. The 25 additional books on the gospel listed at the end of this book further drives home his point: this is not meant to be the final or only book on the gospel, but another voice reminding us of things we forget all too easily.

Many thanks to Crossway for providing this review copy in exchange for my honest opinion. A full disclosure statement can be found here.


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Last Day for Ebook Sale

Cruciform Press is offering seven of its ebooks (including The Organized Heart) for $2.99 or less. Other titles include: Awaiting a Savior, Smooth Stones, But God…, Intentional Parenting, Sexual Detox (which is 99 cents), and Grieving, Hope and Solace.

Formats include Kindle, pdf, and ePub (for Nook and other e-readers). This special price ends today (December 20).

Purchase through Amazon or at the Cruciform Press website.


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Wonderful Counselor

Today I wrote the guest post on “Celebrating the Excellencies of His Name.” I’m talking about how Jesus is our Wonderful Counselor.


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In Which I Try to Avoid Exercise

After Thanksgiving, Todd and I decided we really needed to exercise more. It’s funny: we both enjoy exercise, feel better if we’re exercising regularly, know it’s good for us, but yet tend to neglect it for weeks at a time.

Part of the problem, I know, is the way we go about it. I tend to go full throttle: I’ll jog daily for a month, work myself up to the point that I’m jogging for 45 minutes or more. Then, one day, I’ll only have time to jog for 20 minutes or so, so instead I’ll take 3 weeks off. This is the same logic I employ when I decide that since I’ve already eaten too many potato chips, I might as well go ahead and finish the whole bag today. There is no universe, either alternate or imaginary, where any of this makes sense. Other than inside my head, which doesn’t count.

The alert readers may notice that this is one of the problems of perfectionism that I covered in my book. I am a work in progress who doesn’t always follow her own advice.

This time, though, I was going to approach it more reasonably. Sure, great, sweeping changes in both exercise and diet would be wonderful, but little changes are better than nothing. Moderate changes that I can stick to are better than drastic changes that I’ll drop before Christmas. I committed to exercising three times a week: Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.

So, today was the day. But my oldest son needed a ride to school, which eats up a bit of my morning. I was also having a good hair day and didn’t want to ruin it by sweating. By the time I returned from dropping him off, I decided that I would skip exercise for today. I would pick it up tomorrow…perhaps. But this morning I would enjoy my quiet time before the other two woke up and we needed to start the homeschool day.

I could almost taste the coffee as I got out of the van. But first I needed to deal with the jack-o-lanterns. I know it’s way too late to still have jack-o-lanterns, but we didn’t even get them carved until October 31. Then Veterans Day threw off our garbage schedule. Then they were full of rainwater, then we were out of town. Since the temperature this morning was in the 20s, though, I decided that the water in the bottom would be frozen, making it easier to carry them to our compost pile.

Guess what? Rainwater in the bottom of a jack-o-lantern apparently does NOT freeze in 20 degree temperatures. Instead, it covers one with all manner of nearly frozen water and pumpkin slime.

My emotional state at this moment? Let’s just say it gave a new dimension of meaning to “madder than a wet hen.”

I carried the first pumpkin to the compost pile. Then I tipped the other two over on the grass. This is mostly to let the water drain out, but also to show them that I meant business.

Then, since I had to take a shower anyway, I changed clothes (throwing the slimed clothes directly into the washing machine) and got on the treadmill. It was perhaps the grumpiest I have even been while exercising, but I got it done.

Next time I hope to stick to the schedule without getting covered in putrid vegetable slime. We shall see.


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Using the Time That We Have

Coming from a small town, I’m often amazed at the places where people cross paths with someone from home. I’ve heard stories of people from my hometown walking past each other in distant airports and finding themselves in the same foreign hotel. So running into my dad’s close friend and colleague at The Gospel Coalition in Chicago wasn’t that much of a coincidence.

We talked for a minute. He and Todd commiserated over the cost of parking. (Southern Illinois boys who grow up surrounded by corn and soybean fields with the occasional oil well to break the monotony find forty-dollar-a-day parking fees hard to fathom.) Then I lost him in the 6000 plus crowd for the rest of the conference.

My dad’s friend died suddenly this weekend. Bob was 47.

I’m sad for my dad, who has lost one of his best friends. I’m sad for Bob’s wife, children, parents, and siblings. It’s hard to understand.

When I heard the news, I immediately remembered Matt Chandler’s message at the conference. Matt is the pastor of The Village Church in the Dallas area. If you’re not familiar with Matt’s story, two years ago, after suffering a grand mal seizure on Thanksgiving morning, he learned that he had a brain tumor. He was in his mid-thirties at the time. The type of tumor he had generally has a three-year survival rate. The last news I heard is that Matt is in remission, but the odds of a recurrence are still quite high.

In other words, Matt has reflected on his own mortality more than most men his age. That’s what gave these words a bit more weight:

Here’s what I know that you don’t know. Some of you will not be back next time we do this. Now you think you will, because everybody knows that you can get that call that changes everything, but nobody thinks they’re getting the call. So everybody can quickly acknowledge, yeah, there’s no one that is immune to getting the phone call that’ll change your world forever. Yes, your children can die in accidents. Yes, your spouse can become terminally ill. Yes, this can happen. Yes, this can occur. But nobody thinks it’s coming for them.

But I’m thankful for these words of hope:

God doesn’t drive an ambulance. This didn’t surprise him or shock him or knock him loose.

Some things we just can’t fix, and some things we’ll never understand. But nothing that happened this weekend caught God off guard.

We mourn, but not as those who have no hope. (1 Thessalonians 4:13)

Are we busy at the work we’ve been called to do? Are we making the best use of our time? (Ephesians 5:15-17) Are we rejoicing in the gospel?

Because we don’t know how much time we have.

(Matt Chandler’s sermon at the conference was excellent. I urge you to watch or listen.)

Youth – Matt Chandler – TGC 2011 from The Gospel Coalition on Vimeo.

You can also download the sermon here.


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