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Friday, 17 October 2008

  • The Healing House--Regrets

    "Surely our griefs He bore..."

    When you go on a short term mission trip, it takes a little time to "process" what happened on the trip. Yeah. I'm such an expert on that having taken a whopping total of 4 short term mission trips....

    Maybe I should rephrase that.

    On every short term mission trip I have gone on, when I come home it takes a little time to "process" what happened on the trip. 

    The drive to Kansas City was to have taken about 9 hours. Welllll..... we took a little detour in Nebraska City and had a little fun. Actually, the whole drive was fun. We stopped at an Kimmel's Orchard, drove by Arbor Lodge, and ate at a restaurant downtown that was pretty good. Bobbi Jo, the director of the Healing House, met us at an exit on the edge of Kansas City and we followed her into town to The Healing House.

    When Bobbi Jo met us in the parking lot at the exit, she got a real serious look on her face and said something along the lines of "We just need to get the bullet proof vests out of the back of my truck for y'all." My face must have communicated something, because she roared with laughter and retold the story a few times while we were there.

    When we got to The Healing House(which is actually 4 houses and 1 apartment building), we had time to put some food on our plates and eat before a meeting started.

    I have recently learned that the 12-point recovery steps that we usually associate with AA actually originally came from an organization with a Christian foundation. There wasn't the nebulous "higher being", but the God of the Bible was the core and foundation for recovery.

    That night, the point they were on was about making restitution to those you have hurt because of your addictions.

    The pain and regrets thickened the air in the room. Oh, the sadness. 

    But!! Our God is a God of hope, and there was also hope expressed. God loves them. God's power is there for them to have victory over their addictions. God will continously heal them. There is something much, much better in eternity to look forward to.

    I am old enough to have plenty of regrets, too. We all do. Mine are not as heavy as what I heard at that first meeting we attended.

    "Surely our griefs He did bear"

    Jesus not only died for my sin, He also bore my grief, my sadness. What love is that??

    But now, O Lord, where do I look? My hope is in you.

    Yes, we have regrets, it is part of the human condition since we all fall short of the glory of God, but we do not have to be alone with our regrets.

    I think of the apostle Peter, and the regret that he would've had after denying Jesus 3 times even after he was WARNED he would do that.

    I think of the apostle Paul, who searched out and hunted those who believed in Jesus for the sole purpose of their harm, when he had his original name of Saul.

    These two men had plenty to regret, didn't they? Yet, when they humbled themselves under the mighty hand of God, He used them in awesome ways.

    My regrets, and the regrets of those at the meeting, remind us of how desparately we need the cross. Maybe not such a bad thing after all?

Thursday, 02 October 2008

  • The Healing House in Kansas City.
    How Did It Happen??


    OK, so you can tell I haven't Zanga-ed in awhile...
    I think I just posted this picture, and only this picture.

    Now the scrambling begins to correct that little mistake.

    My good friend, Kendy, has asked for details. My Flemish friend, Miss Mahvelous Magali, has commanded me to update my blog.

    The good thing about writing it down is that people can walk away from it if they are not really interested and only asked about the trip out of politeness. You can stop reading anytime, and I will never know!

    Enough blabbering, already.

    Wednesday, September 24, I left for Kansas City with the 3 gals in the picture. It was an extreme privilege to serve with these gals. If you look at the picture, you will see we have a bit of an age range among us. 20s, 30s, and 50s.  We did get along, had lots of laughs, and it just went well.

    The Healing House is a recovery home for women who are drug and alcohol addicts. They go to The Healing House after they have been in detox/treatment or jail. The Healing House is different in that it is a Christ centered recovery home.  Believe me, it certainly is.

    God put our little team together. When Bobbie Jo, the director of The Healing House, was at our church in July, without any thought(so where did it come from?), I walked up to her and asked if she could use a small group of women to come and do some cleaning, or other work at the houses. Bobbie Jo bubbled with excitement and said they had been praying for someone to come and do exactly that.

    Later on in the morning, there was a woman standing at their display table who I was a friendly acquaintance with, and I just walked up to her and said, "Would you like to go to Kansas City?". Once again, there was no thought put into it. She is our 30-something gal on our trip.

    When I did start thinking about the trip, instead of just doing things impulsively, I went to our church's mission committee and talked to them. They instructed me to announce the opportunity at church and the first 2 ladies who committed would be able to go.  That is how the 20-something and the other 50-something ladies became part of the team.

    So, that is how God put this trip together. There will be more about the actual trip little bits at a time, like this.


Tuesday, 13 May 2008

  • Western Nebraska...

    I am not a native of Western Nebraska. The first 35 years of my life were spent in Eastern Nebraska. Is there a difference? There is at least 300 miles of difference!!

    In Western Nebraska...

    *You, or your children, do not climb the fences that surround the missile silos. That is, unless, you want some company that carry lots of weapons.

    *Tumbleweeds often travel in herds. This is an interesting phenomenon.

    *On warm nights, the smell of sage is WONDERFUL.

    *You may need a blanket at night after it was 100 degrees during the day.

    *When people refer to "Back East" they are NOT talking about somewhere east of the Mississippi. To them, "Back East" means Omaha or Lincoln or somewhere thereabouts.

    *Even though the Nebraska Panhandle is roughly(and I know this is not precise) 100 miles by 150 miles, chances are if you meet someone new you both know many people in common. Plus, if you BOTH are native Western Nebraska people, you are probably related.

    *Western Nebraska people think rain and snow are supposed to come down horizontally.

    * Anything around a 3 hour drive away is an easy "day trip".

    *"Clear Across Town" is less than 15 minutes.

    * The sunrises and sunsets are beautiful, gorgeous, breath taking, and any other adjective you can come up with along those lines.

    * In the winter, city street cleaning crews use a "green" method to clear the snow. The sun.

    *The deer and antelope really DO play here. Plus, the sky is rarely cloudy all day.


Monday, 05 May 2008

  • And Then, You're Gone...

    I recently was allowed to be part of a short term mission trip to Belgium. A group of 6 of us from our church went to Belgium, then rode on a bus for 12 hours with 20+ teens to Austria for a 7 night camp.

    Ministry took place with the family I stayed with in Brussels, the missionaries, and the youth at the camp. This ministry went both ways. Isn't that the way it is to be among Christians?

    Also recently, someone(I can't remember exactly who, and have narrowed it down to 2 people) has said to me that the hard part of a short term mission trip is that you start becoming part of a ministry, and then you're gone.

    Last year, there was the possibility of going again in 2008. And indeed, it was God's plan. What a God!!

    However, this year, statistically speaking, the chances of me returning are pretty slim. Also, considering my age, invitations to serve at youth camps will become rare. Except, perhaps, in the kitchen.

    The short term mission trip materials call this "re-entry stress".

    In 2007, the "stress" was mostly from the yearning to be involved in ministry again with most of my time and energy. It was good to have a "taste" of it again, since my 24/7 ministry at home was no longer there. KNOWING that most of everything you do is a ministry, and for the God who gave His Son for my sins, is a wonderful way to live.

    This year, 2008, it is the attachment to the people who are still in Belgium that is the stress. There are too many I will probably not see again.

    I am an administrator for a very large forum on the internet. There have been many times that I have asked God, "Can't I quit this?" and His answer is always "no".

    A real life friend asked me recently the same thing..."Can't you quit that?" I told her God's response to that question. Plus, I explained to her that one of the gifts He has given me is that I can write! No, I am not an accomplished writer. There will be no rewards won for my creations. I can boast of an A+ in college English composition more than 20 years ago. Now, isn't that impressive?

    There was a "nudge" from the Holy Spirit this morning. I received a Facebook message from a girl who was at camp LAST year.

    Ohhhh...OK, I get it.

    I may be gone, but I am still a part of the ministry in Flanders...

    Thank you, Father, for allowing me to be a part of it!!

Friday, 02 May 2008

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  • After 20 years of homeschooling....I'm done. I have one husband, three sons, and two daughter-in-laws. First Grandchild is due December 1!!! woo hoo! So, I guess I am heading toward becoming a matriarch! God is so incredibly gracious and merciful. He is holding on to me as I wallow around trying to figure out this new stage.