Archives for July 2008
Well, it turns out my family and I would like to pop over to your house for a visit. And don’t worry about the laundry piles and junk drawers.
Those things don’t bother us a bit.
And we are totally not picky eaters if you decide to make us a snack. We are Doritos eating, boxed brownie loving kind of people.
In other words, don’t stress.
All you have to do to invite me and my brood into your home is turn on the Oprah show this Thursday. It turns out they are re-airing the “Fascinating Families Show” that we were a part of last year.
I will give you a little warning that the family that is featured right after us may raise some questions that are bigger than what you want small children to deal with. Just so you know.
Now, I know being on Oprah is controversial. Believe me, the anti-Oprah people made that very clear the last time our show aired. I even had some people accuse me of losing my salvation.
But here’s the deal.
The producers that came to film our show were Christians that totally got our message. I think you’ll see that for 22 minutes God was honored on national TV during our interview. Therefore, why would we not go on the Oprah show?
Remember the cool verse I shared from Acts 4:13 yesterday? Well, I kept reading in Acts this morning and have mercy if I didn’t find another smack daddy verse!
The legalistic Sanhedrins warned Peter and John to stop speaking in Jesus’ name. In other words, it’s just not appropriate to walk around telling the whole world about Jesus and under no certain terms are the two of you to appear on the Oprah show giving testimony about the amazing things of God.
Okay, so I added that last part.
But listen how Peter and John reply…
“We cannot help speaking about what we have seen and heard,” (Acts 4:20).
Acts 4:21 goes on to say, “After further threats they let them go. They could not decide how to punish them, because all the people were praising God for what happened.”
Yup, that pretty much sums it… I can’t help speaking about what I’ve seen and heard from God. So, whether or not you watch the show, pray that God uses it in a mighty way tomorrow…
and that the naysayers will be drowned out by “all the other people praising God for what happened!”
I am trying very hard to concentrate while I write this blog but I’m a bit distracted.
The man is playing with his sound machine. A little treasure he found at the Walmart. One that will save us hundreds of dollars that otherwise would be spent on electricity to run the bathroom fan at night. All night. Every night.
It seems my hunk of burning love has developed a deep love for white noise.
But white noise is no longer his sound of choice. It is rain. So now every morning I wake with an urge to dawn a raincoat. But then I walk outside and it’s dry as a bone. It’s adding to my confusion.
And that’s a scary thought because I can drum up enough confusion on my own without a sound machine’s assistance.
So, this morning he switched things up a bit.
His new sound of choice is the beach complete with waves and seagulls. I have an urge to go get my sunscreen and lather up. Only we aren’t at the beach, we are clearly just in our Walmart decorated bedroom. A bedroom that I love dearly but in no way makes me feel beachy.
When I confessed to the man that the fake beach sounds were confusing me and distracting me and making my heart feel all grumpy, he switched the sound.
He’s kind like that.
Only then I found myself back in utero listening to my mother’s heart beat.
When I confessed that wasn’t working for me either we were suddenly camping with the sounds of crickets and frogs and things that go boo in the night.
So once again I confessed that the sounds- the SOUNDS- they just weren’t working for me.
That’s when he did a little confessing on his own. My key board ratta-tap-tapping was making him crazy and distracted and feeling all grumpy.
He’s honest like that.
Now I’m trying to type very quietly. But it is very hard to do that when I want to bang these words out to be the beat of the Jiminy Cricket Band invading my quiet with a fake camping experience.
But none of that is the real reason for my post today.
I have to share with you a smack Daddy verse that I just found.
Acts 4: 13, “When they saw the courage of Peter and John and realized that they were unschooled, ordinary men, they were astonished and they took note that these men had been with Jesus.”
That one sentence is a sermon that will preach sisters!
It challenges me to ponder… do others recognize that I have been with Jesus?
So powerful in fact that I might just learn to be happy about the ol’ sound machine after all.