I was introduced to new terminology—trailing spouse. This is the marriage partner that is uprooted from his or her job when their spouse moves for work. They are the individuals whose job or career is secondary to the other’s and willingly break what in some cases may be very rewarding work and relationships.
Memories flood at times when a scent arises–catching you off guard. Bacon does this for me. The sacramental experience of our dad’s Saturday breakfast event unfolds for me. With five boys eager as chicks in a nest to feed, our dad would make from scratch his waffles or pancakes, mountain-piled plates of bacon, and potatoes. At times, he even made his own recipe of brown-sugar syrup. The bacon-fat haze in the house was a welcome sight after delivering the local San Jose Mercury newspapers earlier that morning.
I wanted to write a simple note and simply say thank you to my family, friends and fellow sojourners. Blogging for over nine years brought me encounters with many of you who might have never met. These have proven to be life-changing. My thinking has been challenged and my soul enriched by meaningful conversations and personal encounters. Imagine a pub where good friends hang out and discuss important ideas. This is how the journey has proven to unfold for me here on RKblog.com.
When I looked down at Elias, his newborn body molded to my arm, I couldn’t help but question his life. He wasn’t the story I planned for. He wasn’t what I dreamed of or even wanted. I cried and felt an overwhelming amount of guilt as these thoughts saturated my mind.
The day I found out my son had Down syndrome, was the day I became a different person. I questioned God. I was angry with God.
In our family of four there are more than four devices constantly engaged on WiFi at all times. There is an iPad, three smart phones, and four laptops that may be simultaneously logged into our home network and connected to the Internet. A teen friend may visit and bring at least two devices. Protecting my family from pornography content ranks high on the list, so when I had a chance to review a product that might address content filtering for my home I was happy to take it up.
My daughter, Emilie, is embarking on creating once again. This time it is a single to be released in December. Crowd funding is the approach this time, and with a humble budget we hope to make amazing music. Our friends Greg Johnson and Beau Trembly of On Being Human are producing it here locally. So, this is a homegrown project! Please check out the link http://indiegogo.com/disguises.
This is Part 5 of Seven Lessons on How to be an overcomer from mom (Lessons 4-5) In part 1, 2 , 3 and 4 I have laid out the foundation for being an overcomer as I have learned from my mother. As you have read, her life had opposition and obstacles that she had to overcome. By faith, she has proven an example to me and many others so I thought I would share these with you. LESSON 6: Be a God pleaser, not a man pleaser. To avoid the disappointment we have to look at the fact that God does not change the rules on us. People are fickle. If we seek their approval, we never know where we stand. For am I now seeking the approval of man, or of God? Or am I trying to please man? If I were still trying to please man, I would not be a servant of Christ. –Galatians 1:10 (ESV) When we are people pleasers, we lose Christ as our Master and replace him with the idol of keeping, growing, and using the relationships of those we seek to please. There is nothing more disconcerting than following the crowd, or a shallow friend. Who can love you more than God can love you? While we need people and should be in right relationship, often the boundaries are blurred when we…
In this next lesson from my mom’s life, you don’t have to be a doormat to be an overcomer. It is the very strong that look at the bigger picture and resist scrapping over being mistreated. When hurt, our human nature is to respond to protect ourselves. This is a good thing. However, faith is realizing there indeed is a bigger picture, requiring an eternal perspective. It is this eternal perspective that I have observed in my mother and I think it has given her a leg up with all the things she has faced in life. Lesson #3 - Let God fight your battles: When the odds are against you, clearly the answer to winning has to be supernatural. Am I willing to let God fight for me, or do I want vengeance enacted? Being an overcomer means letting God fight battles you can never win anyway. Romans 12:19 (NLT) Dear friends, never take revenge. Leave that to the righteous anger of God. For the Scriptures say, “I will take revenge; I will pay them back,” says the Lord. When we want to fight, do we understand the real cost of winning? A good friend of mine is so well-read that he often would use the term Pyrrhic victory. The story is of a general who fought the Romans in ancient times and won two battles. But,…
This is a series of posts with lessons I learned from my mom about being an overcomer. She surely has lived a life as an overcomer and I know that you will be encouraged by these lessons. If you have not yet read the first post and introduction, go here. James 1:19 (NIV) My dear brothers and sisters, take note of this: Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry, My mom, who even though she started life with much opposition, has had a reputation of never speaking ill of anyone. People trust her to share their deep hurts because they know she is the kind of woman who will also open up her heart to them. To be an overcomer means you need to be sure your mouth does not get ahead of reason or grace. I have made this mistake, and in talking to my mom over the years I see that she has mastered it. Lesson #2 – Shut up, don’t say something you regret: My mom would not say “shut up” in public, but you get the point. How often is it easy to react and then out of our hurt say things we can never take back. Hurtful words are like a broken glass. Once it shatters, we forever lose something that was once…
2 Corinthians 2:14 (NKJV)
Now thanks be to God who always leads us in triumph in Christ, and through us diffuses the fragrance of His knowledge in every place.
For my whole life my mother has truly been a spiritual hero to me and our entire family. There are few people like her. It is a supernatural thing to observe that in the context of a life of trial and loss she has ending up with a life that shows grace, mercy, and determination. Diana, my mother, is an overcomer–her life is a sermon vividly telling a story of Christ’s triumph.