In my favorite poem by Robert Frost, Nothing Gold Can Stay, he reminds us that like the seasons of nature, life is one season melting into another, and quickly fading away. This is my attempt to document each season in my life and my family.

Excerpt From “Ruthless Trust”

Filed under: General — Rachel at 1:11 am on Monday, December 28, 2009

“Naturally, the risk-takers are unnerving to the palace guards, who are threatened by anyone who trusts in God rather than the law. The latter tend to despise men and women who are not as cautious as they. They elevate themselves above the sinner and the nonconformist. Because of this reliance on self, coupled with a lack of self-knowledge, the legalists render themselves incapable of receiving grace; they do not and dare not live by trust in a loving God. They shake their heads, invoke hallowed traditions, and gratuitously employ their most potent and cruel weapon: guilt-tripping. Threatened by the freedom of anyone who trusts in God rather than the law, legalists warn of dire consequences and howl like a wolf pack in the night.
The disciple, however, no longer plagued by the desire to please others and valuing God’s approval more than the disapproval of humans, moves on with eyes fixed on Jesus, “the author and pioneer of our trust” (Heb. 12:2).”

—Brendan Manning – Excerpt from “Ruthless Trust: The Ragamuffin’s Path To God”

Grace, Grace, Grace!

Filed under: General — Rachel at 12:37 am on Monday, December 28, 2009

From My Journal

Filed under: Love, Random Thoughts — Rachel at 12:07 am on Monday, December 28, 2009

There’s so much more.

I am realizing lately, more than ever, that there is so much more to life than this. So much more to Christianity than this. So much more to following Christ than this.

This. This apathy. This complacency. This settling for less than what Jesus came to bring us. He died for more than this!

He called us to love one another. He said that should be what sets us apart…our identifying characteristic…that we love. We love Him. We love others. We love.

But we don’t.

I am so very aware of my own shortcomings right now. I’ve been reading about God’s love lately, in the books “The Furious Longing of God” and “Crazy Love”. About His love for us, and His command to give out His love to others. Without reciprocation. Without praise. Without thanks. Without recognition. We are to love. But we don’t.

But I don’t.

I laid on my face today and asked God to change me…to help me love. To help me follow Him. To cleanse my heart and make me new and pure. To help me to love Him. I know that I can’t love Him without Him giving me the love to give back to Him. There is no good in me without Him.

I’m tired of offering Him filthy rags. I want Him. I want more of Him. I want to be so full of Him that people notice. I read the entire book of James last night, after Chris went to sleep. “Faith without works is dead.” My version of Christianity makes me sick. How does He feel about it? I’m so self-centered…so worried about everything except the business that He wants me to be about. Father, help me!

Will The Guilty Brother Please Step Forward?

Filed under: General — Rachel at 7:41 pm on Thursday, December 3, 2009

I went to the Ear, Nose, Throat (ENT) doctor today for a CT scan and a follow up appointment. I had went to the ENT a little over a month ago because of this chronic sinus infection that wouldn’t die. My biggest complaint was face pain. She used a scope to look around inside of my head…up my nose and into my sinuses…and prescribed thirty days’ worth of antibiotics, steroids, and a nasal steroid spray. This was the third round of antibiotics since I first started experiencing symptoms back about June. For the first twenty days or so, my symptoms only got worse. Then, on about day twenty-two, all hell broke loose in my sinuses. I. Thought. I. Would. Die. I had the worse eye and face pain ever. My throat felt like I had swallowed a handful of broken glass, and all manner of unholy drainage was going on. It felt like I had bones breaking loose in my face.

I finished up the antibiotics a few days ago, and the worst of the drainage had passed. Now, I’m mostly dealing with a bad cough. I was wondering if everything would be all better when I went back to the ENT today.

As soon as I got there, they did the CT scan, which was quick and painless. I was worried about having to take out my nosering. It had only been out once, and that was a painful, bloody experience.  Today, however, it was slightly tricky but not traumatic. For that, I was thankful.

After the CT scan, I went into a room and waited on the doctor. This doctor is not like any doctor I’ve ever dealt with before. Do you remember the chick that played Sally in the sitcom, Third Rock From The Sun? Dr. Miley looks just like that. She’s big, but not fat at all. She’s just big. And pretty. And has the same husky voice as Sally did. That’s not what makes her different, though. She’s very…something. She is not friendly, but she’s not unfriendly. She’s not comforting, but she’s not alarming. She doesn’t smile, yet she doesn’t look unpleasant. I’m not sure how I feel about her. She’s definitely all business. I had Abby with me last time, and she didn’t even smile at her. It’s obvious why she’s not a pediatrician. She just looked at Abby as if she were merely an interesting specimen that showed up in her exam room. But I digress…

So, Dr. Miley walks in the room, sits on her doctor stool, looks me in the eye, and says, “You need sinus surgery.”

I said, “Ok.”

I wondered if that was all.

She just looked at me.

I looked at her.

Finally, I asked, “What’s wrong with me?”

“You have chronic sinus disease.”

“What’s that?”

I don’t even remember how she explained it, but, apparently, I have very inflamed sinuses, one or more polyps in my sinuses, and a deviated septum. She said that she would do endoscopic surgery to go up through my nose and remove stuff and fix stuff and do a septoplasty. That’s about all I got. She said there would be all manner of nastiness when I woke up. Well, she said something about packing my sinuses and putting something in my nose? I dunno. Sounds like nastiness to me. She said one of the most common complications after surgery is nosebleeds. That’s always fun.

So, after I left, I googled “sinus surgery” to see what I could learn. Then, I googled “deviated septum”, because that sounded fun. You know what the most common cause of deviated septum is?  Impact trauma…such as a blow to the face. When I read that, I had a mental slideshow of childhood blows to the face. The images slowed down and stopped on this snapshot. Me, about eleven years old, in the entryway to my parent’s house…one of my brothers had just punched me in the nose…blood was gushing everywhere. The only problem with my mental snapshot…I can’t remember which brother hit me.

Aaron…Jason…Malachi…one of you hath deviated mine septum. Let me know where I should send the bill.