>Get Dunked

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This Sunday, our church is having Beach Baptism at 3pm on Fort Lauderdale Beach. 
It’s a big event in our church AND in my home. We love to go to God’s blue ocean, sit in God’s seashelly sand, and see 100s of God’s people wade into the water. We don’t just love to see this, we love to celebrate this. When the dunkees come up out of the water, my kids clap! They want to see, “More! More!” Here’s a pic when Raul gotthe chance to baptize my youngest bro, Chris:


Baptism is a Holy Moment that stands apart:
Where an audience is cheering for you on Earth,
AND an audience is cheering for you in Heaven.
I have no clue who reads this crazy blog of mine, but if you do & you haven’t been baptized, show up at the beach this Sunday….please.
Give Andy and DJ a reason to clap and cheer.
Give God a reason to rejoice.
Give yourself a reason to restart.

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>Too Big For Big Wheels

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The other day, DJ challenged me to a Big Wheel contest. Being of an extreme competitive nature, I took him on. He took a picture of me trying to go uber-fast on the Big Wheel. Yikes! 
Hey, though a body can get too big for a Big Wheel; laughter & spirit can never get big enough!

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>Race Cars in the Mailbox

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For a year I’ve prayed, “God, give me eyes to see things You’d see.” He’s answered. 
And it’s not an easy answer–‘cause some of the things I see that compel me to do what I need to do are tough. 
On Sunday, after leaving Barnes & Noble, a beggar approached me and asked for money. I showed her the inside of my purse, proving that I meant it when I said, “I don’t have any.” She said, “At least pray for me.” I assured her, as a pastor’s wife, I would. Then, I got in my car and could have hit myself on the head with a mallet, ’cause true, I didn’t have any cash, but I DID have $6 in change. Determined to find this beggar so I could give her my change, I hit the parking lot. For 15 minutes I searched for her on foot. Fruitless, I got in my car and drove around searching for her. Fruitless again. She had vanished. Frustrated and rueful, I headed home.
FAST FORWARD… 
Yesterday, DJ was smashing his little race car…the one that, “doesn’t go fast anymore. ” I motherly explained to him that some boys don’t have any race cars and they’d be grateful to have just one…even if it isn’t fast. After this heartfelt chat, DJ and I settled on the idea that he could mail his slow race car to one of those boys. I went back in the house.
This morning, I noticed the red flag on the mailbox was up. “Funny” I thought to myself, “I didn’t do that.” When I opened the mailbox, I found not 1, but 3 race cars, waiting to be picked up and delivered to those boys.

God will give us His eyes to see people who need us to do things for Him. 
My missed-opportunity was in the parking lot on Sunday, but I’m fulfilled 
by the made-opportunity I’m vicariously having thru my son.

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>YOU!

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YOU will make a difference in the world today, just by being YOU. Close YOUR eyes, see in YOUR mind: What is YOUR mix? YOUR coloring, YOUR height, YOUR expression, YOUR experience, YOUR name. This all mixes together to make YOU. God says He knew YOU before YOU were born. He has a plan for YOUR life. If YOU were to die today, nobody else could be YOU. for there are no more YOU’s. YOU are not a clone, YOU are not a mistake, YOU are not another, YOU never have been, YOU never will be. YOU have to be YOU to make YOUR difference in this world. Don’t hope someone else will; don’t think someone else can. Now stand up. Roll YOUR shoulders back, tilt YOUR head up. And before YOU walk away from YOUR computer to be YOU for the rest of this day, ask God to give YOU the confidence to do it. And then go out there and make YOUR difference…YOU’RE the only one who can.

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>The Dirt-Road Quote

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For years, I’ve collected famous sayings/quotes in a little word doc. Not to long ago, I shared my all-time favorite, see “My Favorite Quote.” 

But here’s another:
“I was born at the dead end of a dirt road that had no name and no number. You can go anywhere from nowhere.” –Robert Schuller

To me, the irony of its profoundness is the simplicity of its encouragement.

What it says to me is that no matter where I came from, I can always go somewhere.
My pastor always says that life is a journey. He’s right.
My life, your life….they aren’t periods at the ends of sentences.
They are the dot-dot-dot’s at the ends of sentences
And no matter where we start,
as long as God’s leading us,
there’s always some place we can go.

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>God, I Love 2 Hear U, part 3

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You know what I realized about the old phones? They didn’t have speed dial. It took much longer to “reach out and touch someone” back then. Today, I buck this as “lame,” or “inconvenient.” In actuality, was it better? By the time I dialed the 10 digits and got connected, I was forced to chill a little before the other end picked up. The rotary phone required patience & thought & maybe in some cases, prayer (not bad attributes). When I can’t hear God, do you think it’s cause I am expecting cell-phone service out of Him? Do you think God’s still running the universe the nostalgic way? the original way? That maybe He spins the globe on a less-urgent, more-graceful pace? And that it’s not that He can’t respond to me, it’s just that He’s waiting on the other end of a rotary phone, while I’m trying to speed-dial Him on a cell?

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>God, I Love 2 Hear U, part 2

>Are these verses awesome or what???? Man, I love the bible. Literally, I will never get enough of it!!

Morning, noon, and night I cry out in my distress, and the Lord hears my voice.
Psalm 55:17

The Lord hears his people when they call to him for help. He rescues them from all their troubles.
Psalm 34:17

For the Lord hears the cries of the needy;
Psalm 69:33

I love the Lord because he hears my voice and my prayer for mercy.
Psalm 116:1

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>God, I Love 2 Hear U!

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Since Monday, I’ve been wondering if God’s hearing me about something I’ve been asking Him. “God, you would never leave me; you aren’t the God of TBAs, TBDs or RSVPs; I know it’s not that you don’t know how to reply; but God, I can’t hear you.”

Forgive me for expecting answers,
but please let me know You are hearing my question. Thank you!”

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>Good Times, Good Friends

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Tonight, Felicia, Damaris, and Oana came over. We had such a good time. I’m not a very good bonder with women, but tonight, I didn’t have to try. This was authentic, natural, fun, & warm; & its amazing what topics women can knock out in only 2 hours. We talked about God,mynakedpastor.com, customs in the New Testament, raising kids, criminals on the loose, Romanian language and culture, waitressing, babysitting, nursing, how to make decisions, fasting, praying, helping, healing, encouraging, premature babies, elderly people, small group, serving, and that’s only in the first hour! It was fun. Thanks guys. Appreciate you!

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>Porch Made in Heaven

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A porch. Two white rocking chairs. Two white, thick, ceramic mugs filled to the brim with Starbucks Breakfast Blend coffee. A faint playing of jazz in the background, on good outdoor speakers. A ceiling fan whirling above. And two people: me and someone else. And as someone else talks, I listen with my ears and pray in my heart. And when it’s my turn to talk, I’ve already sought God on what to say next (’cause He always knows what to say). And when me & someone else don’t know what to say, we simply stop to pray. And when someone else leaves the porch, they are more encouraged then when they walked up. And consequently, so am I. Now that’s a porch made in heaven.

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