Friday, March 26, 2010

favorite thing friday is... CAULK!!

the husband and I started hanging crown molding last weekend, which is a TOTAL TREAT if you've never done it. the weird angles, the imagining yourself looking down on the corners from above the ceiling and trying to envision the cuts before you make them (and realizing you did it backwards... again...)... seriously, everyone should play the molding game at least once in their lives. M actually got the hang of it and by the time we'd finished he completely understood the logic of it all. don't ask me, I was just the helper. one thing I do know - if you're going to undertake any kind of project like this, having the right tools makes it infinitely easier. we borrowed a great miter saw and pneumatic nail gun from M's co-worker, and the work was definitely better and faster thanks to these terribly handy apparatus.




oh, and I thought molding was spelled 'moulding'... turns out, I think it's one of those words that can actually go either way. but since 'moulding' looks sort of meady and Old English, I'll switch to the straightforward 'molding'... unless there are any vocabulary hall monitors out there who have a strong feeling either way...

so here's the difference molding makes. but not just molding, CAULKING after molding really finishes things off and makes everything looks so much nicer:







our house's foundation has some issues, as is evidenced by the wonky angles of the ceilings and walls. behold the magic of the molding/caulk combo under M's masterful care:

Exhibit A: large gap between the molding and the ceiling.



Exhibit B: gap is gone and, unless you're into scrutinizing ceilings, no one is the wiser!



here's what I ended up doing to the concrete floor in the skylight room... this was after it'd gotten one coat of sealer. we're planning on just continuing this treatment into the kitchen, unless we get the new countertop in and it all looks awful together. in which case, we can just paint over it again. :) this room is about to get it's baseboards painted and put back on, so it should be mostly done pretty soon.




a pretty cool iphone photo hubz took while I was working on it:



and now I have to go brush my teeth and head out to my work location for today. this week, I started moonlighting for Cricket wireless as a street-teamer for some extra bucks. I've known the woman I'm working for since I came to town years and years ago... oddly, she told me yesterday that she's planning to hand off the street-teaming stuff to someone else after April, but wanted to make sure I knew that she'd pass on my number and give me the new contact's information if I want to keep doing it. I'd looked at this as a temporary way to earn some extra money anyway and had very low expectations so it was no big deal, but I'm consistently intrigued at how God brings things in when you need them and then poof! they change and morph again. thanks for windows of opportunity, Father! here's me at the event yesterday:



today's a long day, so wish me luck. and a bit extra that I might get the laundry finished. oh, and baby's moving around a lot and doing fine... we've gained 3 lbs. woo-hoo!

-m.y.

Sunday, March 21, 2010

37 is the new... 37?

so full. the past few days have been so full. let's see if I can do this in sequence.

first off, my SIL and niece got into town Wednesday, and we celebrated St. Patrick's Day by cooking them and my aunt a scrumptious dinner of corned beef, cabbage, potatoes, and turnips. lest you think I had any part of this, let me give it up for mr. bell, who cooked it all AND cleaned the kitchen afterward! this food was seriously delish... most of us had seconds.



after dinner, Linda, Su and I went to The Chocolate Bar for a sweet nightcap. totally fun and hip, eating chocolate cake in Montrose at 9:45 on a school night!

the morning of my birthday, the 18th, I was so loved on. Linda, Mo, and Kev got me some more of the Bella B's Mama Soak - they got me some for Christmas, and it turns out that M and I are both fans of it. :) M drew a wonderful bath for me complete with lit candles, fluffy towel, and soft washcloth. I'll take a shower, whatever - but I LOVE baths. it's such a centering time for me. when I finally got out, it was almost time to get ready to go meet my dear friend Sara for lunch. while I waited for her, I relaxed in the gorgeous weather:


this one almost became my new blog header... husband thought it looked almost indecent, but I love the rolling belly hill in the foreground!


my time with Sara was so great... she's hosting a shower for us, so we looked at my registries online, did a little maternity shopping for my birthday, and strolled across the UofH campus to the deli to have lunch. I'm so blessed to have such a good friend.

later in the day, we all decided to head to Eastwood Park. their playground was totally re-done and it's all brand new and super-cool. Morgan really enjoyed it:


ever the animal-lover:


my lovely mom and sweet donna jo chit chatting it up... how fortunate was I to have so many important people in town?!


we took Chi with us to the park. the old man stumbled a couple of times, but you can tell he still loves the opportunity to be outside and explore. we went into the enclosed baseball field and let him off the leash, and true to form he walked the perimeter. he especially seemed to enjoy the clusters of clover that grew here and there.



for my birthday dinner, Daddy and the Bells joined us and we all went to Michaelangelo's on Westheimer. in short, it was great and I ate too much. the best part was that so many people I love could be together... it doesn't happen all that often, and I felt so blessed. for the record, I'm not sure why people are so hung up on being young. maybe it changes the older you get, but my life gets consistently better with every passing year and I'm more and more comfortable with myself. I'll tell you this - you couldn't pay me to re-live my twenties!

my brother came into town Friday, so after we went and picked him up from the airport I ended up taking mom, Kev, Linda, and Mo over to see the house on Woodfin. here's Mo leading the hula on the deck out back... something about that deck just screams 'I'm a stage! perform on me!':


we'd planned to go to the zoo, but it was CUH-RAZY around there with spring break and all. we ended up at the Children's Museum instead, and that turned out to be the right decision:



Mo exerting her strong desire to NOT pose for a photograph at this time:






my brother, taking a photo of himself:


woo-hoo, Children's Museum!


during the day, M texted me to say that we had plans that night... plans that involved me looking cute and wearing comfortable shoes. I had no idea what was afoot, but his surprises are always good so around 7 we headed out and down 45... to the Dot Shop, a throwback of a restaurant we've always liked. we scooted into a booth and, just as he tossed an envelope that said 'happy birthday' onto the table in front of me, our friends the McDs slid into the booth across the table from us! I was SO surprised, and a little overwhelmed that people planned something like that for me. not to sound mushy, but it really is such a tremendous feeling to be considered and it honestly makes me want to be more thoughtful of thinking to honor others. throughout the evening, I kept silently thanking God for giving me such a fun gift of a night. receiving good things can sometimes be awkward for me, but I so appreciate it. my husband is one of the most thoughtful people I've ever met, and the care he shows me is humbling and so very, very sweet. oooh, in the envelope were tickets to the Jennifer Knapp concert that night!


the lady can write songs. still. she opened her set with my prayer song! it was great to see her play, and I really enjoyed getting to be a witness to a rebirth of sorts of this woman's music career. there's been a lot of speculation about her life, but whatever has or will come of it all, I appreciate the artist allowing us to follow the music along the way.

yesterday involved cold and rain and crown moulding. M and I hung moulding in the living, dining, and skylight rooms!! just the bedrooms to go! the walls/ceilings are pretty wonky so I have a few gaps to fill in and some caulking to do, but it really does make everything look so nice. the fam was at the rodeo all day, so we all met up at The Black Lab for dinner by the fire, which was the perfect call for such a cold, rainy night.

everyone went home this morning, and this Lord's day has been lovely. I enjoyed church and getting to see my friends, Christian Cattle Co. pot roast lunch with mashed potatoes and exceptional homemade gravy was the bees knees, and everything was capped off with a thoughtful and connective 242 tonight. I really liked that we went around at the end and asked about any special concerns or needs to share... I've been thinking about that recently, about how it's so much easier to try to do everything yourself and not let people know about things going on with you. I want to learn to ask for help or prayer when I need it and allow people the opportunity to use their gifts, and hone some of my own in showing up for others. mostly, I think it's just about allowing yourself to be really known, and being willing to know others.

and now I'm so tired. while I wrote this, the health care bill was voted in. wow.

-m.y.

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

a weighty question...

I've been pretty much ignoring the scale, but got on it this morning out of curiosity. I know weight fluctuation in pregnancy is totally normal and many women go through spurts of growth and stuff, but I find this odd. at my last doctor appointment (two weeks ago Thursday), I weighed half-a-pound less than I did three weeks prior (126.5... I was 127 three weeks earlier). the doctor said we shouldn't worry, but that it's just something to take note of and monitor. since many of my clothes are feeling noticeably tighter (or aren't fitting at all), I wanted to see what my little digital scale said now. 127.5. which means, in my 26th week, I've only gained about 15 lbs though I'm starting to feel and look pretty big, and the scale seems to indicate that my weight has more or less stayed the same over the past month while my body feels like it's changed dramatically. 'healthy' is supposed to be roughly 25-35 lbs for the whole pregnancy, and I know there's plenty of time to gain the appropriate amount but it still feels so weird to look at the scale and not relate to what it's telling you. I think I'd be more concerned if I felt the baby wasn't growing or something, but I can tell by the way she moves that she's getting bigger. case in point, at 4am she woke me up and jabbed me so hard I almost shrieked, and I could feel where she started and ended in a way I hadn't really been able before. I'm eating enough food, I'm certain, but maybe I'm not eating well enough or something to give us both enough nutritive substance (especially when she's taking the good stuff to grow herself... greedy little thing!). have any of you other moms experience this kind of thing?

p.s. I'm trying to finish cleaning house and organizing some things and it's one of those days in which discipline and sustained effort are hard to locate. boo!

-m.y.

Monday, March 15, 2010

progress...

there's new color in the skylight room! in this photo, the concrete floor has been killzed by lbell, as is the kitchen floor. as in all of the rooms, the baseboards were removed so we could paint and reattach them after the floors are done. I don't know if I've written it before, but I had these french doors installed after I bought the house - there used to be a sliding door here, put in backward. yes, backward. and it was so wonky I could, from the outside, jiggle it semi-hard and pull the door out of the track. safety first!



looking from the skylight room into the kitchen. the skylight room used to simply be a back porch, and my landlady (the previous owner I rented from, who sold me the house) had it enclosed when the house was rebuilt back in the 80's after a fire. but the opening where the window was is still there...



so back there, to the right of the cabinets, is where our new 'fridge will ultimately go, and we scored our dishwasher today (both were found on craigslist). we're pulling the trigger on getting the new countertop this week and the new sink is already sitting there waiting to be dropped in (the sink was also nabbed on craigslist), so the kitchen walls and cabinets should be ready for their paint job very-very soon. woot! there's still a good way to go, but we can start to see things getting done!

here's husband eyeing how the freshly painted moulding will look (abell's handiwork). I can cheerlead and encourage all day long, but the spacial reasoning used for mitering edges is NOT my strong suit, so I'm afraid he'll have to seek help with that from someone else.



it occurred to me that I didn't think I'd posted any photos of the baby's room, so here's an idea of what color the walls came out. it's almost a robin's egg blue. I think the old gas stove really sets it off, don't you? for the record, I love that stove. she's not the most appealing-looking appliance and definitely not the youngest, but the old girl knows how to cook! seriously, my favorite feature is that you can totally control the gas flame, which is a rarity nowadays as many stoves have automatic stops on the dials at 'low' or 'simmer'.





I'm still deciding on curtains/bedding/etc. there are so many ways to go with this airy blue!

to close, I was emotionally prompted by JT's journaling of her amazing food-capades this past weekend (you RULE for making all of that good food!) to post this photo of husband's surprise dish for me last night. that's duck leg, ladies and gents, and it was delicious. he served it with wilted beet greens, shitake mushrooms, garlic, and yellow beet salad and roasted potatoes with onions (that were roasted in a little bit of duck fat). he'd told me he'd bought a surprise protein for me, and I never would have guessed duck leg in a million years.



-m.y.

Sunday, March 14, 2010

persian food and edumacation

firstly, double-date dinner night with write softly and her husband was so fun! SO FUN! I was bone tired from laughing when we got home. their little baby is due a month before ours, and I can't wait for them to drool on each other.

secondly, perusing the ny times this morning these two articles caught my eye - one regarding some of President Obama's ideas to change education law (this editorial goes hand in hand) and one about debt and recruiting practices associated with trade/for-profit schools. any of my teacher-friends and family or other interested parties have any reaction? I know there are real frustrations in education now, but being an outsider I'm not sure I understand what teachers and administrators would hope to change. would these sort of proposed changes address any of those concerns?

and would anyone like to share their opinions of narrowing curriculum? has it worked? do you think programs like art, music, and P.E. are expendable? do you think other categories should be added that are currently not?

spring forward!

Friday, March 12, 2010

6am posting

but I've really been awake since 5. it's easy to blame a certain someone wiggling around in utero, but I think I was just awake anyway. so I decided to get up and start tackling things... I've even done a load of laundry already!

first things first.

a few iphone photos from last weekend's trip home to see the family, which I thought was just going to be birthday party-time for grandmothers but turned out to also be surprise early party-time for myself... I turn a young, vibrant 37 next week. notice the blob of a blaze all of my candles made!:



I got flipping adorable baby gear. just TRY to look at the next photo and be mean or mad about something:



speaking of baby gear, we bought a crib! it's one of those convertible ones that becomes a full-sized bed later. we'd heard and read that it generally takes forever for cribs to come in and there are often issues with ordering/delivery, so after we pored over various manufacturers in the Baby Bargains book, found the thing online, and went to a retailer here that carried it, we walked in the door to see it right there, not only on sale but in stock here in town! it was also one of the least pressured purchases we've ever made:



a quick photo I shot yesterday at Woodfin in the skylight room, which has been primed and is waiting for it's coat of paint. you'll get yours Saturday, skylight room! I don't know if you can tell under the cute blouse my cousin loaned me, but the belly's still merrily growing further away from my spine. I'm feeling the weight and girth of it a little more, but that could be also be because I've had a busy week and ate one too many pop tarts in my weakness. the cardigan I'm wearing in this pic was purchased two Sundays ago, and I'm fairly certain I've worn it every day since. I'm actually wearing it right now, no lie. that always makes you feel good about your purchase, when you don't want to take it off. ooh ohh, and I got my head shorn yesterday! it's pretty short in the back, which always takes a couple of days to get used to, but it feels so delicious for the warmer weather and I love how easy it is to fix.



random things to note:

* I'm super grateful for work this week... but am quick to stress out. luckily, I'm also pretty easily diffused, and despite my inner triggers I don't think I said or did anything terribly emotionally foolish outwardly. thank you for providing, God.

* I had gotten behind, so I listened to FOUR This American Life podcasts on this trip, three on the way home the other night. Yay for well-produced, hour-long podcasts that make the time fly by!

* it really does feel like your body changes overnight when you're growing a baby, but you don't realize it until you go to put on a pair of pants that fit just fine last week but don't want to go past your thighs today.

* I have eaten very, VERY sloppily, lots of restaurant and processed food. husband made skillet meatloaf and sauteed fennel, garlic, and brussel sprouts last night, and the difference in the way I felt afterward and this morning is so markedly pronounced. it's like I feel... good. not guilty. lighter. having our schedules dictated a little by renovating and stuff has thwarted us from our pursuit of whole foods, and we've both felt and mourned it.


now I want to write about what went down this week with Glenn Beck, so those of you who would rather refrain from political business are welcome to skip the rest of this post (it turned out quite long, so you may want to skip it anyway if you feel you'd be easily bored). happy Friday to you, go forth and do what you do!!

for anyone unsure of what happened, here are some highlights:

Beck, in the course of what is apparently an ongoing 'history lesson' on his show on FOX news, essentially encouraged churchgoers to leave their churches if the words 'social justice' were spoken in the pulpit/appear on the church website, announcing them code words for communism and Nazism. here's a three minute clip from the show... which sparked responses from some in the Christian community. Jim Wallis, a Christian writer and political activist who is the founder and editor of Sojourners magazine, called for Christians to boycott Beck's show in protest, which apparently prompted Beck to respond again that 'social justice is a perversion of the gospel' and to call Wallis a 'leftist', an 'operative for the Democratic party', and a 'dedicated foe of capitalism'. Wallis countered with this open letter, essentially asking Beck to stop name-calling and talk about what it all really means, these concepts of justice and such and how they relate to people who profess to follow Jesus.

those are the basic nuts and bolts of it, I think. I don’t know if anything new has happened.

I'm not unbiased about Glenn Beck, so I won't pretend to be. I don't like him. I absolutely see him as an actor who makes his living by inciting people to high emotion so they'll watch or listen to his show, buy his book, and snag a ticket to his 'comedy tour'. For the record, I don't tune in to MSNBC or some other news source religiously, either... wouldn't want you to think I'm hypocritically okay with taking my propaganda and arguing points from another news source (I suppose someone I DO listen to a lot would be Dave Ramsey, but I still try to take the things he says - even his financial advice, which I think is quite sound – with a grain of salt). I should also say that I don't imagine Beck actually believes everything he espouses on his show... as an example of how he might be a tad duplicitous (or just human), this clip from the Daily Show is pretty funny, showing Beck's attitude toward healthcare when he himself had a health issue and was on CNN and then 16 months later when he was on FOX. I imagine he's a dude who has opinions that change and morph like everyone's do, except he's got this extremely high-paying job that's pretty much built around tapping into the frustrations and fears of his audience and building a case against enemies of ‘conservative’ politics ad nauseum.

so now you know how I feel about him.

regarding what he said this week, I can see some merit it in... if you're receiving highly politicized sermons at church, that's probably very inappropriate. we had a situation in our church last year demonstrating that even 'I'm not going to tell you how to vote, but the Bible says this so Christians should think/act this way'-sort of lobbying from the pulpit wasn't appreciated by some, though I'm inclined to think that if some issue Beck holds dear was espoused in his Mormon church pulpit as a Biblical principle he'd likely find a reason to defend it and accuse naysayers of being anti-family, anti-American pagans.

which is one of the topics I think this raises... do we pick and choose? M and I were talking about it and the topic of abortion came up... I don't enjoy the topic, honestly, but it demonstrates the point. many Christians actively seek the government's involvement when it comes to preventing babies from being aborted and see no problem talking about this freely in church in the context of doing God's work here on earth, but the crux of Beck's argument is that churches shouldn't encourage government involvement when it comes to helping the poor/disenfranchised/what-have-you. in effect, churches should philosophically take care of the poor themselves, if they wish to, and sharing or abdicating any of that responsibility to the government is wrong, liberal, and communist. dangerous, even. I think it's something of a double standard. one could say, 'but abortion is murder so the government and it's laws must be involved', which I understand. I would cautiously counter that the law of Christ (which comes before the Constitution) is to love God and love one another, and our Biblical example is to be quite liberal within our communities when it comes to our possessions and care of people. I doubt early Christians were proof-texting Jesus' words to mean only helping one another, or that they hoped the rulers of the land back then wouldn't use their taxes in charitable ways... from Acts chapter 2: All the believers were together and had everything in common. Selling their possessions and goods, they gave to anyone as he had need. Every day they continued to meet together in the temple courts. They broke bread in their homes and ate together with glad and sincere hearts, praising God and enjoying the favor of all the people. And the Lord added to their number daily those who were being saved." I'm assuming from the idyllic picture the text paints that early Christians tried to permeate their whole lives with a generous spirit, rending unto Caesar what was Caesar’s and to God what was God’s. our government is a government of the people and for the people, some of which are poor and cry out for more help. does the Christian's care of people and hope for their basic comfort get to be trumped by separation of church and state? except for the unborn? are we okay with people thinking that of us? how would you engage in such a discussion with this girl, who's words and life choices stir my heart and cut my conscience?

Disclaimer, to show how muddy my water is: I don't want Holland's economy. I do believe in the responsibility and necessary growth involved in people trying to take care of themselves, and in the discipline of good stewardship. I also understand the idea of feeling injustice if I work my butt off to attain something and then am expected to give it away to people who don't seem to be trying as hard. (I understand it... and I struggle with it on a myriad of levels.) I don’t like the fact that my property taxes go up because it’s easier to tax people than make drastic and perhaps unpopular budget cuts in a down economy, and every year I moan about how much I’m force to pay as a self-employed person into our incredibly faulty social security system to provide other people with their promised retirement stipend (and the government a stash of money to pull from in a pinch, no payback required). I don't believe economic equality is something to be pursued as though it will right all wrongs, as if all people with money somehow deserve to be knocked down a peg and all people without it will be transformed if they get some.

I don’t entirely know what the purpose of the last paragraph was. Maybe it just demonstrates that I feel pulled in different ways a lot of the time. I’m betting others do, too.

Plowing on, another problem I see is not only what Beck does, but so many others - take words and create such powerful, knee-jerk associations that the mere mention of the word creates a feeling/idea that sends critical thought and dialogue out the window. we’ve all seen this happen over and over – someone is so busy reacting to buzz words with defensive rhetoric that you can’t get through to talk about anything of substance. this has happened to words like, oh, liberal, progressive, conservative... consider how the term 'meditate' or 'meditation' has such an Eastern connotation now and is viewed suspiciously by some Christians. from Psalm 19: 'May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O LORD, my Rock and my Redeemer.'

it just means thinking about things. whatever things you choose to think about as a grown person with a discerning mind. it doesn't have to be accompanied by incense and chanting. although I like incense.

‘social justice’ is on the block today, but it has been for awhile. in the spirit of confession, I was actually a little wary of the term a year or two ago, as I felt some believers were beginning to use it... well, too much. like it was the new churchy bandwagon to be on if you're cool and progressive, talking about social justice. I don't mean to sound like a jerk, because I very much understand what the core topic is and I get it’s import, I'm just calling out my sensitivity to catchphrases and hype.

do I think social justice is at the center of the gospel, as J. Wallis put it? well, technically, no. we discussed this in bible class recently… the gospel is the story of God through Jesus, who he was, what he did, and what that means. it all centers around Jesus’ divinity, humanity, life, death, and resurrection, and what that means now. so the gospel is not really about us, or if it is we play Soldier A in the back row with the fake sword to God and Christ’s lead.

but.

since some of us claim to follow that man/God, it does stand to reason that we’d seek to emulate him, and I think we can all agree that a lot of his words and actions would easily fall under the broad category of ‘social justice’, as would our instructions on how to treat people, and it frustrates me to think that political innuendo would subvert our mission further, divide believers, and give fodder to those who would seek to focus on our many flaws than discuss the living Christ. these are the obvious but from Luke 2, quoting Isaiah: “The Spirit of the Lord is on me, because he has anointed me to preach good news to the poor. He has sent me to proclaim freedom for the prisoners and recovery of sight for the blind, to release the oppressed, to proclaim the year of the Lord's favor," and Micah 6, “He has told you, O man, what is good; And what does the LORD require of you but to do justice, to love kindness, And to walk humbly with your God?" Sometimes I think it’s easier as Christians to hang out in the letters, focusing on instructions to the various churches, than seeking to mold our lives after a man who saw people so clearly and yet valued and loved them openly and directly, was so passionate about holiness, chose unpredictable physical comfort and low status, and seemed bent on having very few obligatory ties to earthly things, even family relations. I can’t speak for anyone else, but I find it’s much easier to focus on and enjoy the Event of Sunday Morning and just trying to be generally good than live in a way that actually looks like Jesus. What can I say? I like stuff, it’s more comfortable to have money than not, getting involved with others requires effort and can be awkward, and I feel a bit covetous of my time. Not that it’s that black and white – for example, just because I hope to save for retirement and such doesn’t mean I’m greedy and untrusting… the Bible has much to say about stewardship and wise use of money, so I know it’s more a matter of the principles behind what we do and whether they hinder or help rather than if we run out en masse and give everything away to join a commune.

what worries me is that some Christians who enjoy Glenn Beck will defend his remarks. this is a twofold problem, as I see it: a) what’s the take-away soundbyte for non-believers? Christians, who SAY they want all things decent and good, don’t want their churches to help people now (not true, necessarily, but that's what they could choose to hear). they’re so afraid of socialism and set in their political ways that they’d rather side with Glenn Beck and their sometimes staunch biblical technicalities about where, when, and how the needy will get help than model Jesus who, virtually everyone walking the planet can agree, was awesome and treated people well… so well it rocked the social order of the day (unless, you know, they were doing stuff like turning the temple into a place of commerce). and b) frankly, I think it’s a bad idea to allow one more shred of justification to come between believers and the mandate to live our lives as servants of those around us, political principle and semantics be damned. tell me I’m not the only one who fears that the horrible scenario from Matthew 25 will come to pass and I’ll be on the wrong side, one of the people cluelessly living out my little compartmentalized life and blind to the need around me, the ‘least of these’ that Jesus is completely identifying himself with. I fear it because it's so much easier to check out and focus on myself, which means the other way is probably the right way and I shouldn't get too comfortable justifying my lack of involvement. forget what the government does - some of us already balk at tithing/giving to our churches, probably the most passive way possible to participate in aiding others, relegating it to an out-of-date practice not required of us now… as though, under the new law, Jesus’ blood bought us more of ‘our money’ to keep to ourselves and sacrificial giving was phased out as a spiritual discipline. which is odder to me now than ever, because many of us seem to think that churches should be the ones providing the lion's share of the aid in our communities and yet are offended at lessons focused on giving and money matters, as though the church is being greedy or that handling money is a non-spiritual matter that's private and ours. Our churches, catchphrases or no, may be calling us to explore living out the life of Christ by loosing the ties to our idols of what we know and becoming more servant-like to the world around us and we need to be open to hearing the message of Jesus and what God is trying to accomplish here rather than defensively waiting to pounce on a preacher and cry ‘communism!’. As my husband so eloquently put it, ‘Watch your tv and check it against what you learn in church, not the other way around.’ well put, babe.

are you still here? could anyone possibly still be reading this? it took all day to write, as I had to leave for work and come back and edit... it's way too long and I still feel I haven’t done very well. being able to entertain many different viewpoints makes writing a concise opinion piece tough. there are other things husband and I spoke of, like wondering if the terms 'freedom', 'democracy', 'Constitution', 'founding fathers', 'free market', etc. have each become their own imperfect idols and if believers have blurred the lines of distinction between being 'Christian' and 'American' to the point where we think they're synonymous and of equal import, but this entry has to stop somewhere. to close, I'd like to borrow from husband again: no matter what happens, even if Christians left their churches in droves on Glenn Beck's instruction (which, I'm pretty sure, they won't), we can take heart. God is powerful and His Spirit is alive in this world, and He will accomplish His work. I am relieved to the point of tears that it's not all about me. I wish that didn't sound so pithy.

-m.y.

p.s. if I've offended with my comments above please know that I find fault in myself first, and I realize that blogging ideas isn't the same as living them out. in this moment, I really do want less of self and more of Thee, more mercy and grace in my life, but am not sure how to get there today other than to speak/write the desire and ask for shared help and prayer as we all keep on keeping on.

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

a few photos... and happy birthday, betty ann!

today is my Grandma's birthday! woo-hoo! I'll be seeing both she and my Yaya, betty jo, this weekend to celebrate both of their birthdays. I'm looking forward to seeing the fam - M will stay here and slave away at our house. you go, honey!!

speaking of the house, the iphone captured these moments last weekend... first up, the wonderful and exciting discovery of original tile under two layers of crazy linoleum in the bathroom:



and husband tearing into the two-layered-linoleum in the kitchen... which is on sticky concrete, as we expected. since taking this picture, he's torn up almost all of it! now all we have to do is clean up the floor and make it less stick-to-your-shoes so it can ultimately be painted and sealed.



a photo taken at the Tegan & Sara concert at Warehouse Live... I was trying to capture all of the illuminated camera phones in the crowd:



grainy concert love.



-m.y.