5 great iPhotos
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Going with the drama team from Church of Our Saviour. This bungalow was built in the 1920's, owned and operated by OMF.
Going with the drama team from Church of Our Saviour. This bungalow was built in the 1920's, owned and operated by OMF.
In 1998 we took their picture at this LOVE statue in downtown Singapore. Both of them were so small, they fit inside the "E!" One Sunday morning recently, we ran down there before church to get a new shot of them here.
I have to pinch myself walking around our new home. God has indeed poured out blessing underserved on us here. If you've seen the "before" pictures, I'm posting a couple of "after" my Minor Missionary Makeover.
They are such hard workers. Great Guys. Great Price. Great Ministry to ex-cons. You need some help moving in Singapore? Get them! (+65) 6745 3637
Caught a good shot of the two moving trucks on the highway with the new apartment in the background.
Thanks to my sweet and generous friend Charlotte - we have airconditioning for this office area, and the guest room.
I love the section in the magazine that interviews an artist. What inspires them. How they got started. Advice. Great stuff.
I think this is my favourite family picture ever. Goodness, how fast they grow (all 4 of us!)
Jim, born in the Year of the Rooster, is in Shanghai this week and I miss him. He can't log on to blogs...it is "FORBIDDEN" in China still. But I post this 'cause I miss him. So does our faux friend THE COCK. He's pining away looking at a framed picture of Jim... (who'd complained after Chinese New Year that no one bought him a rooster! For the first time since our love affair with China started, this is HIS YEAR, so I went out and got him this big fella)
Two things I ask of you, O LORD;
do not refuse me before I die:
Keep falsehood and lies far from me;
give me neither poverty nor riches,
but give me only my daily bread.
Otherwise, I may have too much and disown you
and say, 'Who is the LORD?'
Or I may become poor and steal,
and so dishonour the name of my God.
Do not store up for yourself treasures on earth where moth and rust destroy and theives break in and steal, but store up for yourself treasures in heaven...For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also. No one can serve two masters. Either he will hate the one and love the other, or he will be devoted to the one and despise the other. You cannot serve both God and Money.Of course, as a Christian, I wanted to be devoted to Christ, so I've always thought it was godly to despise money. At best, having learned to despise it, it was a necessary evil. Something we utilize for life on this fallen planet. Something we pray we use wisely hoping God is glorified in our spending. Something we give away to advance the good news that through Jesus, we can have a place in heaven where moth and rust do not destroy and there's no need to lock our heavenly mansions from theives, because there won't be any. My beliefs about money were informed and conformed by teachings of aescetic persuasion than King Soloman. The LORD I follow was homeless afterall!
From Isaiah 55:10-13
As the rain and the snow
come down from heaven,
and do not return to it
without watering the earth
and making it bud and flourish,
so that it yields seed for the sower
and bread for the eater,
so is my word that goes out from my mouth:
It will not return to me empty,
but will accomplish what I desire
and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.
You will go out in joy
and be led forth in peace;
the mountains and the hills
(Your bankers and financial advisors)
will burst forth in song before you,
(will use your portfolio as an example of investment savvy)
and all the trees of the field
will clap their hands.
Instead of the thornbush will grow
(Instead of credit debt, you'll grow)
the pine tree,
(the dividends)
and instead of briers the myrtle
(Instead of unexpected expenses,)
will grow
(your stuff will all function without breaking down.)
This will be for the LORD's renown,
for an everlasting sign,
which will not be destroyed.
(This will be for our great God's glory
because your heart will remain
steadfastly devoted to serving Him, not money,
because your real treasure is eternal
and cannot be destroyed!)
Two ipods pop in on a downtown park on a sunny afternoon in Perth before our flight back home to Singapore.
HE IS ALIVE!!!
Just think, Christians are the only religious followers who serve a LIVING, personal and loving God.
All I needed to celebrate in a big yet spontaneous way was a little encouragement. Melissa asking "Are you going to have another Easter Party?" on Thursday night got me motivated. What fun!
I was asked weeks ago to sing an old hymn for church this coming weekend.
When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the prince of glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.
Oh boy. It’s no coincidence that at the same time I was asked by someone else to write an article, give my sage advice, on this subject: “Should Christian Artists Work in Church for Free?” I thought I had settled this for myself long ago; but in the last few days, I’ve discovered a deep root of bitterness and hurt in my heart. Why did God make me this weird “Artistic Type?” And why in God’s earth, even if we reach a certain level of excellence, why is an artists’ work rarely validated by a paycheck? I realize now I’m still working through my issues with the Lord about my worth. He made me to be what I am, and he REALLY LOVES what he made. Yet, I still find these deep beliefs or fears that I’m just this funky little minister’s wife with an unusual hobby that can keep me busy while he does the IMPORTANT stuff. I want to be important too.
Forbid it Lord, that I should boast,
Save in the death of Christ my God.
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to your throne.
I know I should be able to do what God’s made me to do even if people were throwing rocks at me, and here I am whining because others’ callings can also give them a decent salary. What am I whining about? God has faithfully and generously provided for me. My life is about as glorious as any could be this side of paradise. SO WHAT if I’m not getting “validated” by a check with my name on it! Jesus didn’t have a good career either. I think I’ll go back to the lyrics of the song I’m singing this weekend and ask our Savior to continue his work in my heart on this.
Were the whole realm of nature mine
[Were that I had a bigger paycheck than even Bill Gates],
That were an offering far too small.
Love so amazing, so divine, demands my soul…
Demands my soul,
Love demands my soul,
My life, my all.
Though not up on the Createlevoyage website yet, you can see my unedited article.