Scripture standout: Ps 119: "3 Your hands made me and formed me;
give me understanding to learn your commands."
Romans 13: "“Love your neighbor as yourself.”[b] 10 Love does no harm to a neighbor. Therefore love is the fulfillment of the law."
Luke 18: "22 One day Jesus said to his disciples, “Let us go over to the other side of the lake.”So they got into a boat and set out. 23 As they sailed, he fell asleep. A squall came down on the lake, so that the boat was being swamped, and they were in great danger. 24 The disciples went and woke him, saying, “Master, Master, we’re going to drown!”
He got up and rebuked the wind and the raging waters; the storm subsided, and all was calm. 25 “Where is your faith?” he asked his disciples."
Morning thoughts: The program that is bringing all the kids over for medical treatment and respite, Solace for the Children, is a wonderful organization in too many ways to count. In addition to helping plant seeds of peace in a country that is skeptical of American ways, the program helps our children experience other cultures and people and is a six-week long lesson in "loving your neighbor as yourself." It is a lesson in having faith — and not freaking out when the storm rolls in. I was just laughing at the story from Luke because that is totally me. There have been many times during the planning of the Solace childrens' trip that I have wanted to say "we're going to drown!" Last year, we didn't have even half of the money raised within weeks of the children's arrival — and there were visas, tickets and everything else to buy! "Love Her," the woman who stilled the screaming baby in the hospital last week, was unfazed. She had faith it would all work out. And it did. This time, there was some trouble with the kids' visas. Again, my first reaction would have been to throw my hands up. And this morning, I hear that it's all going to work out just fine. Where is my faith?
The Deed/The Day: Funny, I can easily say "trip to doctor's office to learn how to screw Ashraf's pins" as the deed. But it didn't feel deedful. He is so grateful, helping Ashraf feels so neutral. Ashraf is happy to be in the states and for his surgery. I am happy we have an extra room where he can stay and recuperate. Too easy. Not to mention, the doctor said one more week until pin-screwing. Whewwww!
He got up and rebuked the wind and the raging waters; the storm subsided, and all was calm. 25 “Where is your faith?” he asked his disciples."
Morning thoughts: The program that is bringing all the kids over for medical treatment and respite, Solace for the Children, is a wonderful organization in too many ways to count. In addition to helping plant seeds of peace in a country that is skeptical of American ways, the program helps our children experience other cultures and people and is a six-week long lesson in "loving your neighbor as yourself." It is a lesson in having faith — and not freaking out when the storm rolls in. I was just laughing at the story from Luke because that is totally me. There have been many times during the planning of the Solace childrens' trip that I have wanted to say "we're going to drown!" Last year, we didn't have even half of the money raised within weeks of the children's arrival — and there were visas, tickets and everything else to buy! "Love Her," the woman who stilled the screaming baby in the hospital last week, was unfazed. She had faith it would all work out. And it did. This time, there was some trouble with the kids' visas. Again, my first reaction would have been to throw my hands up. And this morning, I hear that it's all going to work out just fine. Where is my faith?
The Deed/The Day: Funny, I can easily say "trip to doctor's office to learn how to screw Ashraf's pins" as the deed. But it didn't feel deedful. He is so grateful, helping Ashraf feels so neutral. Ashraf is happy to be in the states and for his surgery. I am happy we have an extra room where he can stay and recuperate. Too easy. Not to mention, the doctor said one more week until pin-screwing. Whewwww!
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