>God Makes Us Cheddar…

>As I was listening to this weekend’s message, I thought of something:
God makes us cheddar; we become swiss.

I was made in the solid image of God: destined to be whole; wired to be filled.
When God came into my life, all the substance I would ever need was put in.
When He filled my heart, He filled every part of my life.
There was never meant to be any holes…

But along the way, holes got added to what was meant to be solid.
Sometimes, I get discouraged that my life has made me hole-y.
Thankfully, I am loved by a God who fights for me to be whole.
When we ask God to fill the spaces, God gloriously descends an extra dose of Hissubstance into our existance.
Isn’t it sweet that in the instant of a prayer, He will fill the holes life’s left behind…

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>Blue Man Heather?

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he he he…I had a facial done for my jacked up face and when the aesthetician walked out, I whipped out my cell-phone, took this picture of myself, checked emails & listened to my phone messages.
With treatments like facials or massages where I guess you’re suppose to shut-up, relax and receive, I prefer to shake my left foot, converse and receive.  
For me (and maybe you) to truly surrender to relaxation is actually too UNrelaxing. If masseuses and aestheticians required that I lie still, close my eyes & close my mouth, it wouldn’t be fair. ‘Cause as they’d work to relax me, I’d work myself into a wrecking ball of tension & nerves.
At least I always give masseuses & aestheticians a courtesy-warning—that I’ll need to talk and/or move to truly have a relaxing session. But what makes me laugh is: if I’m allowed to relax in a way that’s most meaningful to me, then what have I done to the person providing the service? I wonder if providing a service to relax memeans the one who provided it now needs something to relax them???

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>Will U Do This With Me?

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God is so good, isn’t He? In my quiet time, I journal praise to Him. One way I do this is by thinking of words of praise for every letter in the alphabet.
I thought it’d be cool if we did this together? Whatta say? 
Great! Ok, I’ll get us started…
GOD, YOU ARE:
A – almighty
B – beautiful
C – our Creator
D –

OK, now just click on “comments,” add the next letter and add your word for God that goes with it….let’s see if we can make it all the way to Z!

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>Life, ER, & What They Don’t Have in Common

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Yesterday, I drove by the ER and decided to stop in ’cause I had nothing else to do. OK, not really. I went to get some treatment for my lungsMany-a-time have I spent in the ER, every time I get an ID bracelet. No medical staff will do or administer anything without checking you against your ID bracelet. Though it offers a secure feeling, one can still feel a bit insecure‘Cause even if I adamantly & confidantly proclaim: “HEY, I’M HEATHER! I SWEAR! I KNOW WHO I AM! DON’T YOU BELIEVE ME?” 
They don’t. They can’t. They must check the ID bracelet.
But that’s just life in the ER; that is not life with God.
God always knows you. 
You will never have an insecure feeling in your heart that you are unknown in His mind.
I will never say to Him, “Hey, I’m Heather, I swear! Don’t you believe me?”
You will never need an ID bracelet with God. Long before He made the world, 
He made an ID bracelet of you in His heart. He extremely knows where you are, 
and more importantly…who!

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>Two Other’s Hell

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Today, for reasons I’ll only know in Heaven, God chose me to be in proximity to 2 people I don’t know. 
One of them was an orphaned immigrant. Too young to have to act so old. 
Her pain drilled down so deep, its the only expression she showed on her face. 
As she talked to me, I could hear her, but I could not reach her.

The other one appeared to know better, but is moving herself (and her 3 kids) in with her boyfriend anyway. “Why get married? I’ve already been screwed twice…” 
As she cussed about wantin’ to pray & “get back to mass,” I could tell her pain was drilled down deep too. I sensed that any “spiritual advice,” would’ve only came across as judgement, so I refrained.
But I’m frustrated.
Jesus heard cries, but He healed as He did.

I heard cries, but I just stood there.
You know, if one of them would’ve fallen down, I would’ve physically picked them up.But what do you do with a spiritually fallen one? How do you reach down and lift thatup?
Will you please pray for me? I know I will cross paths with them again. 
I know I can’t save them, but something in me wants to help them.

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>Nimrod

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I’m reading Genesis. Today, when I saw the word “nimrod” in chapter 10, I was intrigued. 
I knew nimrod as an old slang word for fool, but Genesis 10Wikipedia and thedictionary confirmed something I didn’t know: Nimrod was the grandson of Noah, a mighty fighter; a king of a great city; and did all of this before the Lord.AND, stay with me….Nimrod gets the trophy for being the FIRST in the bible to be written about such things! Man, all those years our parents busted out w/ the “nimrod” rip, and 20 years later, I discover it isn’t a rip at all, it’s a compliment. Seriously, here’s what I discovered:
Sure, Nimrod’s story BEGINS the legacy of mighty-leadership before the Lord; but we have the potential to be the FINAL legacy of it!
How are you being a Nimrod?

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>Even When We’re Big…

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The ironic thing is when DJ was really small, he wanted to fit into smaller spaces!
He’d climb into cabinets, crock-pots, dog-cages, even a roasting pan.
As we grow up, life gets bigger with schedules, responsibility, burdens & opportunity.
But no matter how big life gets, we’ll never get bigger than God.
We are ALWAYS small enough to be in the space of Him.
Look, we didn’t put DJ in these small & secure spaces, he just wanted to be in them.
Perhaps that’s a childlike-instinct we never outgrow?


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>Botox Joy

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This morning, in our staff meeting, my boss shared that’s he’s studying the book of Philippians. Here’s some scoop on Philippians:
  • It’s in the New Testament, sandwiched by Ephesians and Colossians.
  • It’s only 4 chapters.
  • It’s about a joyful leader…
  • …writing from prison.

Leadership is interesting, because at the same time a leader can soar, a leader can feel imprisoned. Paul mastered this paradox; God let him write about it; we can learn from it.You know botox promises that an injection of it can eliminate frown lines. How ’bout an injection of Philippians to eliminate frowns? Cheaper and painless (and yes, this analogy is cheesy).

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>LUNGS

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Since 1981, I’ve had shady lungs: repeated pneumonia in my lower lungs; once in the mid-lung; and DNA-testing shows my bronchi are malFUNKtioning : )
I debated over this post cause the last few have been about me. But after praying about it for 2 days, this is the only idea God’s given me.
Blog-Reader-Friend, If you have an ongoing affliction, you have an ongoing job.
Yes, that sounds brash, but when we sign up to be a Christ-follower, we sign up to be a Christ-leader. And affliction is a vehicle for that leadership. 
When I think about 26 years of lung dealings, I think about hospital stays where pastors laid hands on me; where my parents would seek treatment with faith; where nurses & doctors enter my hospital room & see bibles, hear Christian tunes, & encounter prayerful and encouraging visitors. I think about God being in the midst of it all & using it to touch lives far from Him.
And so…I’ll close with this charge…pray for our affliction, but as we do, leverage its incurability.

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>Halloween Leadership?

>I am on this street for a reason. I emphatically believe that 4 years ago God orchestrated our steps to SW 167th Ave. I pray for my neighbors and enthusiastically embrace the mission to “Love thy neighbor.” So this year, when Trick or Treat came around, we eagerly partnered with our church to leverage the opportunity. After all, if we love them….maybe someday….they’ll love Him.Tonight, when the doorbell rang…


Now just tell me, how do I live out this great mission when I answer the door and two punks spray me in the face? Look, next year, when they return? (cause they will due to this year’s obvious success) & they spray the left side of my face? I will smile, turn the other cheek, and let them spray the right side too. And then? I’ll chase them down the street with our 500 foot garden hose and spray them with some nice, fresh, cold water….to cleanse them of their iniquity….because I love them

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