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February 22, 2012

Confessions of a Waffle: aka How My SmartPhone Makes Me Stupid

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Early in our marriage, we read the book by Bill and Pam Farrell, Men are Like Waffles and Women are Like Spaghetti. We laughed over the differences in men and women–we learned, too, that not all those traits applied those directions for us. Then, there were all the personality tests–all created to help us interact with others and with each other, as a couple.

My test results were a bit odd in that I was very strong on two opposite points, mediocre on one and non-existent on the last one. The results show that I am equally and strongly an otter (extrovert, people person) and a beaver (introvert, task-oriented person) with a little lion and not at all a golden retriever. One friend told me that is called masking.  It means I am really one of those and the other is a learned behavior I accumulated over the years to be who others thought I should be. It’s not really that important which is which for this article.  The point is I have unique traits that encompass who I am–so do you!

From those unique traits, I find that I am really more waffle than spaghetti.

  • I don’t multi-task well.
  • I cannot talk on the phone while driving. Even a blue-tooth would be too much for my attention span.
  • I have to block out sound, even now with the kids home, while writing this.
  • I need to sit toward the front in large events or I get totally distracted and miss much of the event.
  • If you call me on the phone (or I call you), I will find the quietest place to go, so I can truly listen to you.  If I cannot find a quiet place, I will say the most inane things, because I am half-listening to you.
  • I get easily overwhelmed by many activities planned.
  • I secretly wish those activities will be cancelled–most of the time.
  • A group of people together is fun, but it sucks energy out of me — I get exhausted from that time.
  • I prefer to meet with one friend at a time. From these times, I have an indelible memory from our conversation. I even remember expressions, hand gestures, and other impressions. I tend to remember conversations like this for a very long time. Yet, I will forget a thousand other things.
  • Also in a large group, I tend to be over-stimulated to the point where I find that I say the most foolish things out of discomfort.
  • My SmartPhone is TOO MUCH for me.  So many choices! So many choices! So I get sucked into a time-loss vortex trying to get ONE task done. I can not focus with a SmartPhone. It makes me utterly stupid.
  • My Kindle is OVERWHELMING, too!  So many choices! So many choices! I want to read THEM ALL–AT ONCE!
  • I prefer a single book in hand, a single hand-craft, a single child with a book–one activity and person at a time.

Of course there are exceptions to the rule–I LOVE and enjoy a large group of kids to feed and entertain. In fact, I love hosting large groups of all ages.  It exhausts me, but also makes me inordinately happy. In a few weeks, I am leading crafts at our women’s retreat.  I equally look forward to teaching the large group AND sitting alone outside with my Bible. Another exception is music, which settles me–I can do nearly anything, any two things even!, if music is playing (calms the savage beast, I guess).

At the beginning of this year, I prayed for my one word for 2012–and the Lord prompted TWO. Simple Focus.  I knew they were for me.  I knew that I was spinning like a pinball and self-destructing on TILT. I could feel it.  My normally laid-back ease was replaced with anxiety and stress, using harsher words and tones with my dear family.  This was not what the Lord intended for me.

In striving for one goal (to help our family financially), I have gotten myself into too much and over-my-head trying to be every-woman and multi-tasking mama (ha!).  For a time, I have sacrificed some important priorities in the process.  Looking down the road, I have come to the conclusion that the trade-off (financial help for family time) is not worth it.  I will not be glad in twenty years that I spent 75% of my day behind the screen of the computer. I simply won’t.

So I began to make steps toward simple focus–even taking steps backwards! I truly believe that God not only gives us second and third chances, but also, He sets our feet back at the beginning to try it again.  His Word says He sets our feet in spacious places.  And I had worked myself into a helpless/hapless corner, from which He needed to extricate me. It was a painful process, during which I endured many sleepless nights–causing pain to others I care about in the ordeal.

But it’s done now. I feel a release to walk wisely and well from this point.

I still have some steps to make–for the goals and priorities the Lord has placed before me during this season in my journey. He has still provided work for financial help–that is still a need and priority for our family. I am still spending time behind the computer screen or on my smart phone–some wasted and some not.  There needs to be a better balance still.

The past three days, God has prompted a Lenten fast for me.  Now, I am not in a liturgical church.  Our church is inter-denominational. Some years, I fast for lent.  Some years, I fast weekly for other set-apart times.  Some times, I do not fast at all. I believe that the Holy Spirit will prompt each of us in fasting, and He will most certainly teach us and prompt us toward fasting. A Lenten fast is a good practice, though.

Last year I fasted from sugar–from the time Joanne entered the hospital on January 11th, til the time she went home from Spalding (longer than Lent, but my Lenten fast nonetheless).

This year, I have prayed and heard one thing from the Lord–social media, meaning Facebook, Twitter and (gulp!) Pinterest.  As a writer (something I love to do and want to spend many years focusing, honing and pouring out this way), I will be spending more time journaling thoughts and prayers. Also, I hope to spend more time writing here at A Martha Heart. I hope you will stop by for a nice two-way conversation with me here in the comment section. I will greatly MISS YOU around internet-town. I intend to make reading your blogs a priority, too. I have missed reading your hearts in the busy-ness of my spin-balling, upside-down life.

My main priority is to spend less time distracted by the many things and more time focused on the simple things.  For me, it is life-giving, rejuvenating and restorative. I believe in the process, I am giving myself a gift. I know the Lord will meet with me here. He will make it a place of springs–a place of purpose, peace and joy–and an investment for high returns!

What is your priority right now? Does it line up with the goals in your life? Take time to take stock. It is a FOR YOU kind of decision that will leave you without regret many years down the road. What is holding you back?

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Knitting Something New

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Lately, I have been knitting a good bit.  I have been learning to knit for four years now.  It takes me a long time to knit each dishcloth, blanket or scarf. So if I was going for cheap and quick, I guess it be better to just go to the store and buy one!  But I’m going for substance unseen–into each gift, I weave life and prayer.

Perhaps the one receiving it may think, “Is this all?” Well, then they are missing the point.

So far, I have learned several new knitting stitches and have been actively knitting scarves.  I knew they wouldn’t be ready this past Christmas–again, I am slow–but they should be ready at the end of this new year for gifts. As I stitch, I pray for the one I am knitting and I pay attention to the directions, lest I miss something and have to start all over (believe me, I have re-done and re-done). It is an act, if you will, of worship.

Yesterday, the Lord planted a new idea in my heart.  It hasn’t yet come to fruition, as it is just a seed of thought.  But it is something about knitting and something that affects me and you.

I was praying about God’s vision and intent for me–and for you.  As I prayed I began to thank the Lord for the prayers of my soul that are unspoken–that I know and the prayers of my heart that He alone knows.  It’s as if He is forming and knitting intention in me.

What that intention may be, I am not yet sure.  But I know this.  Just as He forms a baby in the womb and knits and cares for that little one, He is knitting some wonderful life in us. Some of that life is yet to be revealed. But He knows it and delights over it–and someday, He will breathe afresh into us and He will show us.

He says that He knows the plans He has for us…He knows! And they are plans to prosper us–do you really believe that? They are plans that will not harm us–even bankruptcy, Lord? They are plans to give us a hope and a future! (Jeremiah 29:11)

As I read in Job this morning, I filtered the little seed God began to show me yesterday through this reading.  And I have to tell you, God has not changed from that moment to what He spoke to Jeremiah. He is the same and has the same way of doing things, the same heart for us, the same plans to prosper and not harm.  So what about Job?  What about the loss he went through?  What about the pain he experienced? What about the doubters that surrounded him–even his own wife? And I know that God filtered through loving hands the life of Job and the loss off Job and the beautiful restoration of Job at the end.

I cannot really speak for Job, but this I know.  The life we have experienced over the past few years has been difficult. The culmination ending in bankruptcy 3 years ago was hard.  But I need to tell you–and I need you to believe this–we were not harmed by it. It was difficult and hard and no fun, but it was with the sight in God’s eye of giving us a hope and a future. My friends, we are prospering from the things we learned during that season.

“See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the desert and streams in the wasteland.” Isaiah 43:19

The whole counsel of God’s Word is always necessary before we can understand the picture of His ways. He is the God, who makes a new way in a desert, of all places. He knits your life and mine together in beautiful new-ness.

I don’t know about you, where this finds you today.  But can you trust that the God unseen is doing something unseen and knitting new life and intent into your life?  Can you hold onto just that? Well, it’s a beginning. I pray that He will reveal to you the wondrous act of His knitting over your life this day.

The reveal is well worth waiting for!

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Buying Your Own Press

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It’s easier today than ever to somehow try to measure our perceived success, impact, name-power, and viability. We all want to take the intrinsic value of self and somehow attribute a number to it–followers, klout, friends, circles and stats.  Numbers and links–people and elbows (or rubbing elbows, as it may be). In the midst of finding out numerically and socially if we matter, or if what we do matters, we begin to lose the very parts of us that God says matters very much. For statistics aside, we do in fact matter.  God says each of us matters–every life, whether or not we can ever get something from someone else or give something to someone else. The very fact that we are alive and breathing means we matter, and we have a purpose.

In our culture, the prevailing problem is that we begin to buy our own press.  Though it may come with a “high” for awhile; eventually, we sink into despair.  For it is never enough. So we strive more. We network. We compliment. We share links and promote–all in the name of good social networking skills. We have gotten caught in the most massive and effective marketing scheme of all time.  The payback is very small, but enough that we come back and come back and come back–hoping somewhere down the line, we ourselves will be popular–center-stage.

People and friendships are just as recyclable, as so much trash. For we care more about “keeping face” than we do about getting muddy. Perhaps that is why we are so depressed. We have lots of relationships and connections, but none of them have the staying-power that will really sustain us, when we scrape the bottom.

So lately, I have been considering my own habits and choices. Why do I do what I do? Why does it even matter a hill o’ beans? I have taken some deep stock of my own life, family, friendships and relationships. It has been a theme even.  Who am I building with?  Over time, before my faithful God, will it even matter?

In about 50% of what I do and why, it is all emptiness and futility (and my Chris says that 86% of all statistics are made up on the spot–he’s right! Ha!).  The other 50% of the time, I am enjoying a full and simplistic life. If I do anything online lately, it is because I want to share life and learn and grow.  If I pin something on pinterest, it is to share something I truly think valuable…and hope it will help or bless those walking this road with me.

In fact, I have quit altogether with the networking thing.  For my name?  It matters not a lick. My staying power, who cares? Whether I make money, even a little bit, is not the point–I am not defined by a paycheck.  When I retire someday, I want it to be to a place with my Chris, where we savor and soak up fullness of life.  Anything less, and I have early-on sold myself short and settled for a life of name-dropping importance. Blah!  That is not my dream.

Actually, if you were to be sitting here with me right now, I would tell you my dream.  My dream is to raise children, who love and serve God to the fullest–no matter where they live or serve. My dream is to travel with and experience places with my dear husband. My dream is to write about it in a journal, whether anyone ever reads it or not.  My dream is to be healthy, healthier than I am now, and to learn new things–things I am terrified of doing right now.  My dream is to pour into other lives and savor time with them.  My dream is to walk like Jesus and with Jesus–until I see Him face to face.

So I am beginning to think that I have planned and chosen poorly in the past.  Some bridges that I built lead nowhere.  Some strings I have held onto, I am letting go of them — though it may smart with a little pain for awhile.  Before God I want to do the best I have with the little I’ve got–faithful to invest what I do have into the ones, who matter the most to me. I expect nothing in return, only the smile and nod of my good and faithful LORD.  That is all I ask for.

For my home and family, I am their doorkeeper. It will do little good for the doorkeeper to leave her post for a status update on twitter or facebook–the thieves can freely enter, as my focus and attention stays on whether or not someone cares enough to reply or comment.  What foolishness!

I am parring down the extras in my life right now–leaving positions and giving up jobs.  A Martha Heart is not one of those extras.  It is life, that we hand out to others–whether on a daily basis, weekly or monthly.  We shall never strive to make this site popular or even a money-maker. Our sole (soul even) goal is to prompt you to sit at the feet of Jesus Christ and to hear from Him, life-giving words–to make a difference in your own little place in the universe…and to fulfill your purpose(s) in this life. Why is it that we are so easily swayed?  It’s because somewhere along the line, we started buying our own tabloid press.

Start today asking the Author of your story to show you the way to go, show you the places to let go and walk freely and lightly with Him. He’s writing it all down, every bit–’cause He thinks your story really, really matters. YOU MATTER.

Seeking to be full of Jesus all my days,

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Seeing Our Own Shadow

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Wouldn’t it be nice if we had our own shadow-prediction, indicating whether the weather in life will be wintry or spring-like?  These are thoughts that wash my brain, as I consider that today is Groundhog day. It is a day, where at precisely “7:20 February 2nd at Gobblers Knob in Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania he (Punxsutawney Phil, the groundhog) will observe the weather conditions and look for his shadow he will then make his prediction for the remainder of winter.” You can read more here for the history of Groundhog day.

And it’s all fine and good–fun even, unless you are caught in a cyclical day like this one. But what I really want to know is a predictor of life, as we live it.  Will is be rainy or sunny, wintry or balmy?

Wouldn’t it be such a delight to see our own shadow and know that for the next six weeks, we should hide under the covers? That isn’t the way it works, but this we can know–Jesus does not change like shifting shadows. Though He doesn’t always give us a sign of the days and moments to come, He promises to be with us in each one.

Jesus changes not–the same yesterday, today and forever.  He walks with us each step of the way.  He shows us the way–this is the way, walk in it!  He shows us what we need to know–See?  I am doing a new thing.  Do you not perceive it? But above all, He promises that even when it seems like we are on a hamster-wheel and cannot get off, He is working in us and through us–to will and to act according to His good purpose. We need only Come to Him. Find rest in Him.  Be filled to the fullness of Him. And know that He is God.

Just like a friend of mine, who just today told me her hope barrel is scraping the bottom. Winter came. Winter has stayed. She needs a glimpse of spring.  And OH, how I pray for spring in her life. The shadow came…and the Faithful and True took hold of her hand. He has not left her–not for a moment.

From the Shadows to the Substance ] My counsel for you is simple and straightforward: Just go ahead with what you’ve been given. You received Christ Jesus, the Master; now live him. You’re deeply rooted in him. You’re well constructed upon him. You know your way around the faith. Now do what you’ve been taught. School’s out; quit studying the subject and start living it! And let your living spill over into thanksgiving.” Colossians 2:6-7 The Message

So if today, you find yourself ready to crawl under the covers for six more weeks, come on and peek out.  Ask Jesus to take hold of your hand.  Ask Him to show you the new thing He is doing.  Ask Him to make your shadows a place of springs. Come Living Water, we want more of You. He shall satisfy your soul and be plentiful all your days, until you see him face to face.

Even so, Come, Lord Jesus.

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Great Lengths

Jesus heals paralytic

When I was a little girl, my favorite Bible story was about the paralytic man whose friends or perhaps even family took him up to the roof of the house and lowered him down, so Jesus could heal him. They were desperate to help this man! I really didn’t grow up knowing a lot of Bible stories, but perhaps this one came from Vacation Bible School, and it set my young mind to picture who Jesus is.

First, I wondered why Jesus was so popular that they couldn’t go straight in. Then I wondered what He thought of a man slowly descending on a mat from the ceiling. Did He smile because of their confidence in Him? Did He have a knowing look of the pain this man endured? Then I wondered what kind of friend or person this man was that they’d take such measures to help him. Finally, I wondered what kind of friends or family would go to such lengths…such a huge risk to be of help. The story is in the first three gospels, but Luke (The doctor) tells us the most. Here is what he wrote:

Luke 5:17-25 (New International Version)
One day as he was teaching, Pharisees and teachers of the law, who had come from every village of Galilee and from Judea and Jerusalem, were sitting there. And the power of the Lord was present for him to heal the sick. Some men came carrying a paralytic on a mat and tried to take him into the house to lay him before Jesus. When they could not find a way to do this because of the crowd, they went up on the roof and lowered him on his mat through the tiles into the middle of the crowd, right in front of Jesus.W
hen Jesus saw their faith, he said, “Friend, your sins are forgiven.”

The Pharisees and the teachers of the law began thinking to themselves, “Who is this fellow who speaks blasphemy? Who can forgive sins but God alone?”Jesus knew what they were thinking and asked, “Why are you thinking these things in your hearts? Which is easier: to say, ‘Your sins are forgiven,’ or to say, ‘Get up and walk’? But that you may know that the Son of Man has authority on earth to forgive sins….” He said to the paralyzed man, “I tell you, get up, take your mat and go home.” Immediately he stood up in front of them, took what he had been lying on and went home praising God.

This makes me wonder how many people we take before Jesus to ask (intercede) for their healing? Are we bold and believing? Do we expect Him to answer? Then I wonder, are we the kind of friend others would take before Jesus? I think when it comes down to it, to be that kind of friend that others would go to great lengths for, we have to be that kind of friend, as well. Do you accept other people’s prayers for you, but not pray for others yourself? I think the point of this story is to show that Jesus can forgive sins, and He can heal. The first matters the most. We truly do need Him to forgive us from our sins. But the second, He cares about, too. He wants to heal us physically as well as mentally and spiritually.
What do you need today? Ask Him! He’s so BIG and His joy when we ask believingly is huge!

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