I made a mistake this week. In preparation for hosting our first Thanksgiving here, I asked Rusty to clean up the backyard. We have a mesquite tree in the back that has a SERIOUS case of mistletoe parasite, so that was his first goal: to free our tree from the clutches of the villanous mistletoe. Three days, many MANY wounds, and about 13 hours of work later...mistletoe still remains, and our tree looks worse than the Charlie Brown Christmas twig.:) This picture to the left is only after a few hours of work. The pile below the tree has since grown to about twice that height...and likewise the tree has shrunk into only the branches you see Rusty standing on.
My monkey husband
Oh yeah, I got a haircut this week. Here it is for people who never see me. Actually, I'll probably look different than this next time you see me. I have haircut ADHD. And yes, for those of you who DO see me...I took this in front of my shower curtain:).
At church today, our pastor spoke about Phillip, a man written about in the book of Acts. Each mention of Phillip throughout Acts reveals a story of his life as it progressed in following Jesus. Phillip played many roles in the early church, initially being only a servant and carrier of money, later a missionary to surrounding lands, and finally, settled down in Samaria for 21 years, where he married and had 4 daughters. No matter what his role in life (whatever "hat" he wore is usually the analogy, but today it was whatever "shoes" he wore), he proclaimed the good news of the gospel of Jesus Christ when the oppurtunity arose. So the question today was: What shoes are you wearing most often right now, and how can you be a proclaimer of good news in those shoes? Well, here they are:
My Gospel Shoes
These are the shoes I wear to work every day. They don't even fit, they are half an inch too long, and my heels slip out of them with each step - but they were the closest to my size I could find. I wear these 11 hours a day as I treat patients and interact with my coworkers. That's my role right now. I'm a therapist, a wife, and a Tucsonan. And somehow, I want to be used in those shoes for the glory of God. I don't have much more of a plan than that, but neither did Phillip. He was just ready.
Read this today:
"for the good hand of his God was on him. For Ezra had set his heart to study the Law of the LORD, and to do it and to teach his statutes and rules in Israel." Ezra 7:10
This is pretty much a sweet example of how I want to approach God's word. Just thought I'd share it.
Oh yeah, I got a haircut this week. Here it is for people who never see me. Actually, I'll probably look different than this next time you see me. I have haircut ADHD. And yes, for those of you who DO see me...I took this in front of my shower curtain:).
