Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Thoughts on the End of an Era

This past Saturday, my college career came to an end. After years of anticipation, I walked the line between being an undergraduate student and being a college graduate. I now hold in my hand (figuratively... we won't get our degrees for a few weeks) a Bachelor of Arts degree in Psychology. This "key" to life as an adult, this goal that so many dream of and work for and strive after, is now realized in my life.



And what difference has it made?

What lessons have I learned from four years of advanced academia? How will my life now be any different from someone who never had the opportunity or desire to go to college? What difference does a degree make?

I can't speak for everyone, of course. What I have experienced is personal to me, and even my husband Brandon, who has walked this path beside me, will have something different to say, a different lesson he has learned from his experiences.

But here are a few things Campbellsville University has taught me:

Campbellsville University

1) To value diverse perspectives.
A university is a place full of ideas. During my time as a student at Campbellsville, I came up against many that I disagreed with: some in the theology department (my area of study for my minor), and also a few in the psychology department (my major). At first, when I bumped up against these ideas, I balked. I stuck my fingers in my ears and taunted, "I can't hear you! You're stupid!" But then I realized that these new-to-me ideas weren't plucked from thin air - people had thought hard about this and studied and searched the scriptures and prayed and came to a conclusion about it, and I would be arrogant to flippantly dismiss them because they at first repulsed me.

I considered these diverse opinions and did much research outside of class in order to draw my own conclusions. On some occasions, I changed my position on the issue. Other times, my original opinion was strengthened because I had seen both sides of the issue, and after analyzing both sides, I believed it to be a better interpretation of the facts and/or the Bible.

I am sometimes prone to believe my stance on particular issues is the best, but my experiences at CU have taught me to have an open mind to arguments which have biblical support.

Additionally, I have made friends with people who disagree with me on basically the whole spectrum of theological issues, yet I have been able to love them and see their love for the Lord and appreciate their friendship in spite of our differences. Denominational lines and doctrinal issues should not keep brothers and sisters from loving one another and being in fellowship.

2) I like to write.
You might not have been able to guess it while I was taking classes, but I do actually enjoy writing; particularly if I have something to respond to, such as an article or a certain idea. It's harder for me to choose a topic and write whatever I think about it, such as with blogging. Occasionally, when I finished a class, I would go back and read some of the papers I had written because I was proud of how articulate I can sometimes be with written language. I maintain my humility, however, making up for my decent writing with deplorable oral communication.

Now that I'm finished with college, I might perhaps get more into writing for pleasure. Maybe I will even try out some different genres, like poetry or fiction.

3) I am an unfinished work.
Having a degree does not mean that I am finished with learning. I will never be finished learning. The Lord has much work to do in and through me, and I will use my life to serve Him through gaining, applying, and sharing knowledge and wisdom with those I encounter.

Philippians 1:6 says "And I am sure of this, that he who began a good work in you will bring it to completion at the day of Jesus Christ." Some days, that work leading to completion seems to be especially slow-going, but I know that the Lord will not give up on me.

Monday, January 7, 2013

On your First Birthday, Asher...


Dear Asher,




We celebrated your first birthday yesterday with a big party. Since you so love Piggy Back Rides and playing Giddy Up Horsey, we decided to go with a Cowboy theme. I think it suited you very nicely.


Daddy used some decorations from the feed store, and he made some also: that reclaimed pallet was a great success (I envy your dad's creativity - and pray that it passes on to you!).


Miss Grace made your birthday cake, and it was so cool, and it tasted delicious! Your outfit was fitting for the occasion (overalls and a cowboy hat) and you played your part by ringing that cowbell very loudly.



Many of our family and friends got to come together to show you some love and celebrate your life so far. One of my favorite moments was the prayer time when we prayed blessings on you.


You've grown so much over this past year, my son, and I can't believe how quickly the time has flown. I'm very proud of you. You are a happy-hearted boy, full of laughter and fun-loving. You are sensitive, and that is a wonderful quality in a young man. You are a momma's boy, and as I prayed yesterday at your party, I pray also today that, in the same way that you cling to me now, you may one day cling tightly to God, putting allegiance to him over all else. You are also stubborn, and while it irks me now, I pray that you will one day use that tenacity to stubbornly defend the Truth. 

My most important prayer for you though, Asher, is that salvation would spring up within you, that you may obtain the salvation that is in Christ Jesus, with eternal glory. Your dad and I pray every day that the Lord would draw you unto himself, and that you would sincerely repent of your sin at a young age and follow the Lord wholeheartedly for all of your life. 

I'm thankful to God for giving us this year with you, and I look forward to celebrating many more. I love you, baby boy!

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

It's been a while.

Yes, it has been a while. I've been too busy living life to write about it. But here are some pictures from the past few months. During this time:

We celebrated a cousin's first birthday!

A different cousin visited from California:

 Haley and Asher started a band:

Asher continued to grow cuter,

 Asher learned to crawl:

He met his great-aunt Kelly for the first time:


 He made lots of messes:

 He continued to cute-ify:

There were some cute sleep moments such as this:

The cuteness factor continued to increase:

Asher began pulling up on things:

And then joined the "Undersea Adventures" gang:

 He questioned the meaning of life:

 He began to stand unsupported!

And then he learned to stand up on his own:

 He has now begun pushing toys around (AKA walking while supported):

He joined the football team:

 He got some new clothes:

 And learned to play peek-a-boo!

Today, he and I chilled outside in the glorious fall weather.

This is basically what Asher's days consist of:

He is learning to stand on his own, gaining balance slowly but surely, and trying so hard to walk. He now has 3.5 teeth (two on the bottom, one on top with one breaking through). He occasionally says "Mom-mom-mom-mom" but still hasn't quite caught the hang of "Da-da-da-da".

Brandon and I are smack dab in the middle of our second-to-last semester at Campbellsville, and oh-so-ready to be finished with school!

The blog is just not at the top of the priority list right now, but I do hope to be able to update it more frequently.

Until next time! (Whenever that may be...)

Saturday, August 25, 2012

One Car Family

Brandon and I have only one* vehicle, that we share. My dad bought it for me after high school: it was my bribe to get a full-ride scholarship :). 
*Brandon actually has a truck, but it is broken and hasn't been running for about a year.

It is a great little car, and we are so blessed to have it. Most days, though, I am carless. Brandon drives the car to work early in the morning, and Asher and I are stuck at home. 

Now, I'm not complaining. I know that having one car alone is a "want", not a "need". I love being at home with Asher, love that God has blessed us so much that I don't have to work outside the home and send him to daycare. It's just that sometimes, it gets lonely. And sometimes, I feel like I'm not being a good servant of Christ. 

I feel like if I had the luxury of another vehicle, I could be serving more. I could be volunteering at the crisis pregnancy center, or at God's Food Pantry. I could be visiting lonely people in the church, or just visiting my family and unsaved friends. I could be doing more for the Kingdom. 

But when I think about it, is that really true? First of all, if I had my dream car (minivan!:), how do I know that it wouldn't just sit empty in the driveway all day? I would probably still end up at home, not doing any of those wonderful Kingdom things. That's what I do anyways when I drop Brandon off at work, and have the car to myself all day. I have dreams of productive shopping trips and activities, but I end up getting carried away with something at home and basically wasting my "day of luxury" with the car. 


More importantly, why am I not doing those things already? I may not have a motorized vehicle to transport me from my home to the other side of town, but I have a stroller that I can push down the road. 

I have neighbors who need to be reached with the Gospel right here in my neighborhood, 300 feet from my door. I can be volunteering my time to help a friend down the road, or I can sit and listen to the grandma at the other end of my driveway talk about her family. I can even walk downtown and encounter others there, do ministry there. 

Maybe this whole dream of a luxurious second vehicle is, in my situation, a covetous desire disguised in sincere motives (if they're even sincere at all).

For now, we have no need of a second vehicle. One is plenty. Sure, it would be nice to have the luxury of being able to go wherever I want, whenever I want. But even if we were to come upon the money to buy a second vehicle, it could definitely be put to better use: increasing our generosity, paying bills. I had been planning on creating a subaccount in our savings for a new-to-us second vehicle, but I think I'm going to scratch that idea for a while. 

God has blessed us so much by giving us all that we need. Selfishly, I have coveted what others have, what I don't even need. I pray that I will find the secret of contentment, in times of plenty and in need, to be Christ Jesus (Philippians 4:12-13). He truly has supplied all of my needs according to His riches in glory. To our God be glory forever and ever! Amen.

What do you think? Do you consider something in your life to be a necessity when really it is a luxury?