“I don’t have any silver or gold for you. But I’ll give you what I have. In the name of Jesus Christ the Nazarene,[a] get up and[b] walk!”
When Peter and John walked up to the Gate Beautiful they heard and saw a lame man from birth begging for money. They didn’t give him what he wanted but what he needed. Today’s woman may think she needs a better job, more money, a bigger house, or whatever but there is one thing that will do more for her than she can imagine – friendship.
According to a UCLA “Study on Friendship Among Women” by Gale Berkowitz in 2002, there are many benefits for women in their friendships with other women. There is something special about friendships among women. Berkowitz says they “shape who we are and who we are yet to become, fill the emotional gaps in our marriage and help us remember who we really are.”
Quite by accident the researchers discovered that women respond differently than men to stress. Rather than a “fight or flight” response the brain responds by producing more oxytocin which produces a “tend and befriend” response which causes her to want to tend to her children or gather with other women. When she does gather with other women more oxytocin is produced which helps to reduce stress and produces a calming affect.
Friendship with women also extends ones life expectancy. Social ties reduce our risk of disease by lowering blood pressure, heart rate, and cholesterol. Friends actually help us live longer. If that’s not an excuse to stop obsessing over things and go relax with friends then let me give you a few more reasons.
The famed Nurses’ Health Study from Harvard medical School found that women were less likely to develop physical impairments as they aged and were more joyful when they had more women friends. Friendships bring comfort in the midst of our losses and help us to process grief better. Women who have a close friend or confidante are more likely to survive the death of a spouse without any new physical problems or a loss of vitality.
Yet, our first response when we’re too busy is to withdraw from our friends. However, this is the worst thing we could do because women friends are a source of strength to one another because they nurture one another naturally. Women do a special kind of talking with other women that brings healing.
Friendship is free…
• Friendship is joy producing
• Friendship is stress reducing
• Friendship is life extending
• Friendship increases the quality of life
• Friendship is comforting in the losses of life
• Friendship is a source of strength
• Friendship is nurturing
• Friendship is healing
• Friendship is golden
Give the gift that’s golden – friendship.
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Sunday, September 27, 2009
I am Known
Have you ever received a gift from someone and as you opened it you knew that the giver “knew you?” They had put thought into this gift. They understood who you are and this gift reminded them of you. It was like your name was on it. Well I have. I remember the first Willow Tree angel I received from a woman in our church. Our church is large so she didn’t know me real well except from hearing me lead worship or speak. We had had some conversations and fellowship together but we didn’t spend regular time together.
The angel was for my birthday. “How thoughtful” I mused as I picked up the gift bag wondering what it could be. Then I saw the words Willow Tree Angel and I knew it was an angel. I collected angels but how did she know? As soon as I opened the Styrofoam and lay my eyes on the form of this simple white washed wooden angel holding an open black book close to her heart I gasped “she knows me.” Tears came to my eyes and after reading the tag “Angel of Learning” I wept. Someone sees me, knows me, understands me and now, affirms me. She gets me. This nameless woman understood that not only am I a woman who loves the Word but I have a passion for learning. That passion had come through in my life without me drawing attention to it.
As women we long to be known or understood. It makes us feel affirmed or connected. If we are not known then we are just another body in the crowd, another blank face. But when someone knows and affirms your personhood that is special. A message was flowing from me, “learning is important” and someone had received and communicated their understanding of the message.
Unfortunately, we live in a culture so self-absorbed that giving attention or affirmation to others is almost a lost art. We interrupt instead of listening. We steal ego food while someone is sharing their experience and share an experience even bigger. We’re not listening with our ears must less our hearts.
However, we as women are wired to listen with our hearts, to notice, to sense what others are sensing without them saying a word. We know what they are thinking, feeling. We empathize and reach out with a touch, a card or a gift that says “I saw you in the crowd, I know you and I understand.” What a ministry of the heart.
David in Psalm 139 must have felt the validation or affirmation of the Lord as he wrote, “O Lord, you have searched me and you know me. You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar. You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways. Before a word is on my tongue you know it completely, O LORD. “
Without David speaking, God knew the words on his tongue because God knows our thoughts. He knows us inside and out. He knit us together in our Mother’s womb. He knows the strands of DNA that determine our intellect, emotions, will, passions, gifts, talents and interests – our very personality. He is intimately familiar with us. He knows our anxious thoughts. He feels our pain. He understands our hopes and dreams. Because He knows us -- really knows us, He gives us gifts that are perfect for us. Gifts of friends, words of encouragement or hope, sunsets or sunrises, sunshine and breezes, moonlight and roses. Butterflies or red birds appear out of no where to remind us “I see you, I know you, I understand you – I get you and I approve.”
The angel was for my birthday. “How thoughtful” I mused as I picked up the gift bag wondering what it could be. Then I saw the words Willow Tree Angel and I knew it was an angel. I collected angels but how did she know? As soon as I opened the Styrofoam and lay my eyes on the form of this simple white washed wooden angel holding an open black book close to her heart I gasped “she knows me.” Tears came to my eyes and after reading the tag “Angel of Learning” I wept. Someone sees me, knows me, understands me and now, affirms me. She gets me. This nameless woman understood that not only am I a woman who loves the Word but I have a passion for learning. That passion had come through in my life without me drawing attention to it.
As women we long to be known or understood. It makes us feel affirmed or connected. If we are not known then we are just another body in the crowd, another blank face. But when someone knows and affirms your personhood that is special. A message was flowing from me, “learning is important” and someone had received and communicated their understanding of the message.
Unfortunately, we live in a culture so self-absorbed that giving attention or affirmation to others is almost a lost art. We interrupt instead of listening. We steal ego food while someone is sharing their experience and share an experience even bigger. We’re not listening with our ears must less our hearts.
However, we as women are wired to listen with our hearts, to notice, to sense what others are sensing without them saying a word. We know what they are thinking, feeling. We empathize and reach out with a touch, a card or a gift that says “I saw you in the crowd, I know you and I understand.” What a ministry of the heart.
David in Psalm 139 must have felt the validation or affirmation of the Lord as he wrote, “O Lord, you have searched me and you know me. You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar. You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways. Before a word is on my tongue you know it completely, O LORD. “
Without David speaking, God knew the words on his tongue because God knows our thoughts. He knows us inside and out. He knit us together in our Mother’s womb. He knows the strands of DNA that determine our intellect, emotions, will, passions, gifts, talents and interests – our very personality. He is intimately familiar with us. He knows our anxious thoughts. He feels our pain. He understands our hopes and dreams. Because He knows us -- really knows us, He gives us gifts that are perfect for us. Gifts of friends, words of encouragement or hope, sunsets or sunrises, sunshine and breezes, moonlight and roses. Butterflies or red birds appear out of no where to remind us “I see you, I know you, I understand you – I get you and I approve.”
Monday, August 17, 2009
Worship that Blesses Others
Most of us love a moving worship service with worship that ushers us into the throne room of God. Music that is well prepared spiritually and musically
helps us to express our thanks and praise while at the same time getting in touch with our need for confession and more of God. Then a kicking choir song that makes us stand to our feet in exuberant agreement, clapping and shouting to God with a voice of triumph! “Yes – now that’s worship,” you say.
But, music is not our only way of expressing a heartfelt response of worship to God. Romans 12:1 from The Message tells us “So here's what I want you to do, God helping you: Take your everyday, ordinary life—your sleeping, eating, going-to-work, and walking-around life—and place it before God as an offering. Embracing what God does for you is the best thing you can do for him.”
Worship is our response to Who God is and what He has done for us. Have you ever thought of “taking your everyday life” to the nursery to minister to the babies and toddlers as an “offering of worship” to God? Well, this is worship that not only blesses God, but the children and their parents as well.
I remember when our church was much smaller and I had two children in the nursery. Of course, since I used the nursery, I took my turn ministering to the children. I have to admit that since I was with them twenty-four seven I enjoyed the Sundays that I could just drop them off and go enjoy worship and the Word without worrying or fearing that my children being with me would distract others. But some months I ended up in the nursery almost weekly because someone scheduled didn’t show up.
I wish I could say that I counted it as worship then, but I didn’t have the understanding of worship that I do now. I sometimes wondered why I had gone to all the trouble of getting myself and three children ready for church only to end up in the nursery again.
Some of you have expressed a desire to be on the “worship team.” Well the nursery workers are on the “worship team” and its an excellent place to begin. You can always listen to the sermon on the website or go to another service since there is an 8:30 , 11:00 am or 6:30 pm service to choose from each Sunday. You will be blessing the children, blessing the parents, blessing those who are participants in the services and blessing God all at the same time.
Psalm 103 tells us to “Bless the Lord, O my soul, and all that is within me bless His holy Name.” Why not call Andrea Bowman today to sign up to minister to the little ones and go ahead and bless the Lord, not just with words but actions.
helps us to express our thanks and praise while at the same time getting in touch with our need for confession and more of God. Then a kicking choir song that makes us stand to our feet in exuberant agreement, clapping and shouting to God with a voice of triumph! “Yes – now that’s worship,” you say.
But, music is not our only way of expressing a heartfelt response of worship to God. Romans 12:1 from The Message tells us “So here's what I want you to do, God helping you: Take your everyday, ordinary life—your sleeping, eating, going-to-work, and walking-around life—and place it before God as an offering. Embracing what God does for you is the best thing you can do for him.”
Worship is our response to Who God is and what He has done for us. Have you ever thought of “taking your everyday life” to the nursery to minister to the babies and toddlers as an “offering of worship” to God? Well, this is worship that not only blesses God, but the children and their parents as well.
I remember when our church was much smaller and I had two children in the nursery. Of course, since I used the nursery, I took my turn ministering to the children. I have to admit that since I was with them twenty-four seven I enjoyed the Sundays that I could just drop them off and go enjoy worship and the Word without worrying or fearing that my children being with me would distract others. But some months I ended up in the nursery almost weekly because someone scheduled didn’t show up.
I wish I could say that I counted it as worship then, but I didn’t have the understanding of worship that I do now. I sometimes wondered why I had gone to all the trouble of getting myself and three children ready for church only to end up in the nursery again.
Some of you have expressed a desire to be on the “worship team.” Well the nursery workers are on the “worship team” and its an excellent place to begin. You can always listen to the sermon on the website or go to another service since there is an 8:30 , 11:00 am or 6:30 pm service to choose from each Sunday. You will be blessing the children, blessing the parents, blessing those who are participants in the services and blessing God all at the same time.
Psalm 103 tells us to “Bless the Lord, O my soul, and all that is within me bless His holy Name.” Why not call Andrea Bowman today to sign up to minister to the little ones and go ahead and bless the Lord, not just with words but actions.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Put the Devil in His Place
Nehemiah 2:20 “So I answered them and said to them, "The God of heaven will give us success; therefore we His servants will arise and build, but you have no portion, right or memorial in Jerusalem."
No portion means no share, allocation, assignment or agreement for him to have a part. The Hebrew word for “portion” meant smooth indicating the smooth stones that were used in casting lots. Only those who owned land were in on the casting of lots. This meant that Sanballet didn’t own any land in Jerusalem so he had no say in its business. There is no part of my life that Satan gets a share or investment in. It is God who has invested in my life.
No right meant that he had no “right standing.” The Hebrew word for right comes from the same word for righteousness and righteousness has to do with relationship. A person was considered righteous when she or he kept their part of a covenant agreement. The covenant put them in relationship. So Sanballet didn’t have any agreements, or relationships that gave him a right to have a voice in the rebuilding of the walls of Jerusalem. He had no inheritance from a relative.
No memorial is a little more difficult to understand. A memorial was erected to remember a special occasion or to honor something great someone did. The Israelites erected a memorial on the shores of the Jordan to remember the miraculous crossing of the Jordan into the promised land. Evidently, there was no memorial in Sanballets honor for anything he had done that was worth honor. He was not a man of influence or honor in Jerusalem so he had no influence.
Satan has no portion in my life because I’m a citizen of the Kingdom of God and not the Kingdom of this world. He is not. Satan has no right in my life because he has no relationship with me. I am a child of God. I have been bought my the blood of Jesus Christ and am not my own. I am HIS. Satan has no rights over me. Satan has no memorial or influence in my life because he has done absolutely nothing or honor in my life. He is a liar, a thief and a destroyer.
Put him in his place. Satan has no place, right or influence in your life, your marriage, your family, your finances, your future. You are not his property. You are God’s. Do not allow his condemnation or taunts to discourage or deter you from God’s magnificent plan for your life. Read Nehemiah one and two and say it out loud – “Satan, you have no portion, no right, no memorial in my life
No portion means no share, allocation, assignment or agreement for him to have a part. The Hebrew word for “portion” meant smooth indicating the smooth stones that were used in casting lots. Only those who owned land were in on the casting of lots. This meant that Sanballet didn’t own any land in Jerusalem so he had no say in its business. There is no part of my life that Satan gets a share or investment in. It is God who has invested in my life.
No right meant that he had no “right standing.” The Hebrew word for right comes from the same word for righteousness and righteousness has to do with relationship. A person was considered righteous when she or he kept their part of a covenant agreement. The covenant put them in relationship. So Sanballet didn’t have any agreements, or relationships that gave him a right to have a voice in the rebuilding of the walls of Jerusalem. He had no inheritance from a relative.
No memorial is a little more difficult to understand. A memorial was erected to remember a special occasion or to honor something great someone did. The Israelites erected a memorial on the shores of the Jordan to remember the miraculous crossing of the Jordan into the promised land. Evidently, there was no memorial in Sanballets honor for anything he had done that was worth honor. He was not a man of influence or honor in Jerusalem so he had no influence.
Satan has no portion in my life because I’m a citizen of the Kingdom of God and not the Kingdom of this world. He is not. Satan has no right in my life because he has no relationship with me. I am a child of God. I have been bought my the blood of Jesus Christ and am not my own. I am HIS. Satan has no rights over me. Satan has no memorial or influence in my life because he has done absolutely nothing or honor in my life. He is a liar, a thief and a destroyer.
Put him in his place. Satan has no place, right or influence in your life, your marriage, your family, your finances, your future. You are not his property. You are God’s. Do not allow his condemnation or taunts to discourage or deter you from God’s magnificent plan for your life. Read Nehemiah one and two and say it out loud – “Satan, you have no portion, no right, no memorial in my life
Friday, July 31, 2009
No Plan B
We've often been told to be prepared or ready for anything. For instance, have your cell phone next to your bed so you can call for help quickly if you hear an intruder. Or, have your car keys next to your bed and if you hear an intruder push the car alarm button which wake up the neighborhood. Being ready to be on the offense and take action is important for our safety and security.
However, having a "Plan B" in marriage is not a good idea. I was recently told that a young engaged woman had told her friend "if it doesn't work out I will get a divorce." Huh?
If you're going into marriage with this thought in the back of your mind then you have a "Plan B." What will her vows sound like? "In sickness and in health, in wealth and in poverty -- well not really; I have an escape plan." If you have a "Plan B" your marriage is already doomed; you might as well not spend all the time and money on that wedding.
Wait a minute! When you make the commitment of marriage you become one. That man becomes a son-in-law, father, uncle, brother-in-law. He's married to the whole family like it or not. When a child is involved its no longer just about what you want. They didn't sign up for "Plan B." Hearts, hopes and dreams are involved for the rest of their lives.
Its the attitude that I'm talking about -- "Plan B." Had I thought that "Plan B" was a viable possibility I probably would have used it before the ninth year of marriage. Adjustments are difficult. Unrealized expectations dissapoint. It always seems greener in someone else's pasture. But at the darkest points in the road I knew I had to make it work. I had to adjust, change my perception. I discovered that I needed just as much work as my husband if not more. There was no "Plan B" but there was the guiding principles of Colossians 3. I surrendered to Plan A, the transforming presence of God and the hard work of change. I'm now in my 39th year of marriage.
However, I didn't begin my marriage with the nagging thought that I might need a "Plan B." There was no hint that he might be mentally or physically abusive. There was no suspicion of mental illness or narcicisstic behavior. There was no prior knowledge of sexual deviance. There was no yellow caution light flashing in my head. If you're engaged and have any of these suspicions then you're playing with fire and will probably get burned. Get out now and you won't need a "Plan B."
God's idea of marriage is "forever". He knows that with His grace and living the principles of His Word we can make marriage work. However, He made provision for divorce because of the sinfulness of man. Unfortunately, there are reasons for divorce or "Plan B." But don't go into marriage with a "Plan B". No "Plan B", please!
However, having a "Plan B" in marriage is not a good idea. I was recently told that a young engaged woman had told her friend "if it doesn't work out I will get a divorce." Huh?
If you're going into marriage with this thought in the back of your mind then you have a "Plan B." What will her vows sound like? "In sickness and in health, in wealth and in poverty -- well not really; I have an escape plan." If you have a "Plan B" your marriage is already doomed; you might as well not spend all the time and money on that wedding.
Wait a minute! When you make the commitment of marriage you become one. That man becomes a son-in-law, father, uncle, brother-in-law. He's married to the whole family like it or not. When a child is involved its no longer just about what you want. They didn't sign up for "Plan B." Hearts, hopes and dreams are involved for the rest of their lives.
Its the attitude that I'm talking about -- "Plan B." Had I thought that "Plan B" was a viable possibility I probably would have used it before the ninth year of marriage. Adjustments are difficult. Unrealized expectations dissapoint. It always seems greener in someone else's pasture. But at the darkest points in the road I knew I had to make it work. I had to adjust, change my perception. I discovered that I needed just as much work as my husband if not more. There was no "Plan B" but there was the guiding principles of Colossians 3. I surrendered to Plan A, the transforming presence of God and the hard work of change. I'm now in my 39th year of marriage.
However, I didn't begin my marriage with the nagging thought that I might need a "Plan B." There was no hint that he might be mentally or physically abusive. There was no suspicion of mental illness or narcicisstic behavior. There was no prior knowledge of sexual deviance. There was no yellow caution light flashing in my head. If you're engaged and have any of these suspicions then you're playing with fire and will probably get burned. Get out now and you won't need a "Plan B."
God's idea of marriage is "forever". He knows that with His grace and living the principles of His Word we can make marriage work. However, He made provision for divorce because of the sinfulness of man. Unfortunately, there are reasons for divorce or "Plan B." But don't go into marriage with a "Plan B". No "Plan B", please!
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Does God take a Vacation?
Back from my Vay-Kay – hey, hey! Can you tell I’m rested? Pastor and I had some much needed time away from ministry, home responsibilities, children and work. Actually, just six days out of the house completely but it was relaxing and refreshing.
I scrapbooked to my hearts content, read some, played with grandchildren, visited my sister and enjoyed alone time with my boyfriend husband. I took a vacation from my computer too since I use it so much at work. I also had some special times with the Lord.
Have you ever wondered when God takes a vacation? He’s continually listening to requests, prayers, supplications and intercession and yes, even nagging and complaining. I have to wonder if he ever gets tired of being available twenty-four seven. Does He ever get worn down by our nagging and complaining like He did with the Israelites? Is He frustrated with our doubt and lack of trust?
Not only is God listening but Jesus said He’s preparing a place for us. He’s up there designing, constructing and overseeing the workers on our mansion. He’s leading the angel armies and constantly giving them orders. I guess you could say He’s the Commander and Chief of a mighty host – that’s huge responsibility all by its self.
Another scripture tells us that Jesus is “ever interceding” for us to the Father. Sounds like He’s praying continually as He mediates our mistakes, failures and sin with the Father. The devil is up there accusing us constantly as Jesus plays defender and lawyer with the blood of the lamb.
Yet, with all this responsibility God is watching. Constantly watching and responding appropriately to everything that is happening not just in our life, our nation, our world but in the universe.
Psalm 121:2-5 says “My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth. He will not let your foot slip – He who watches over you will not slumber, indeed, He who watches over
I don’t know about you but it brings me great comfort and joy to know that God is watching over me. He is the Sentry over my life. He cares enough to keep me from making the wrong step. He never needs to sleep or take a vacation. His resources are boundless and plentiful at all times. No matter how busy He is with all His responsibilities, He sees me. He’s always on the job, on time, ready for any challenge or possibility. Enjoy your vacation – God’s got your back.
Friday, April 24, 2009
Romancing the Divine Retreat
Amazing! That's the word that keeps coming to my mind as I think about God in these past two weeks!
"Romancing the Divine" was indescribable! There aren't words to express the Divine encounter we experienced last weekend here at Calvary. Some have said that they "never experienced anything like it before." A few others said "it's the best retreat I've ever been to." I felt like we were in a "love spa" and God massaged our hearts to receive His magnificent, freeing love in places of our hearts we had never experienced Him before. Freedom was definitely a product of the encounter.
I particularly identified with the song "Pour my love on You." "I don't don't how to say exactly how I feel. I can't begin to tell you what you love has meant. I'm lost for words. Is there a way to show the passion in my heart? Can I express how truly great I think you are. I'm lost for words. Like oil upon your feet, like wine for you to drink, like water from my heart. I'll pour my love on you. If praise is like perfume, I'll lavish mine on you till every drop is gone. I'll pour my love on you."
As Stephanie and the worship team sang those words Cheryl Baird signed them and she was radiantly expressive. Words could not express our hearts but Cheryls exhuberant movements in a dance of the hands certainly did. She was beautiful.
On Friday night we took the whole time to just worship the Lord in song, prayer, dancing and bringing gifts to our king. Once we found Him we didn't want to let him go and the time flew by. As we left around 9:45 pm many were surprised that it was so late. But time flies when your immersed in His presence being lavished with His extravagant love.
Saturday morning Stephanie taught the young adults while I spoke on "How to Romance the Divine". A few of you shared your experience from Friday night and we were all blessed but some of these people have not heard what God did. After a delicious catered lunch we came back for more worship and the Word and "Roses for the King". God ministered to each one individually as Stephanie sang her song "Simple exchange of the Heart" and I handed out rose petals and roses as lead by the Lord and prayed with the ladies. We exchanged our pain, sorrow, bitterness and ashes of rejection and abandonment for beauty (a bouquet of roses).
God did a very deep work as tears flowed and praise rose. Of course, we had to finished with rejoicing for all God had done. It was an experience most of us will never forget.
I would love to hear what God did in your lives and what ministered to you the most. We need to give God glory for what He has done and share it with others. Please use the comment section below to share your testimonies. How was God amazing to you?
"Romancing the Divine" was indescribable! There aren't words to express the Divine encounter we experienced last weekend here at Calvary. Some have said that they "never experienced anything like it before." A few others said "it's the best retreat I've ever been to." I felt like we were in a "love spa" and God massaged our hearts to receive His magnificent, freeing love in places of our hearts we had never experienced Him before. Freedom was definitely a product of the encounter.
I particularly identified with the song "Pour my love on You." "I don't don't how to say exactly how I feel. I can't begin to tell you what you love has meant. I'm lost for words. Is there a way to show the passion in my heart? Can I express how truly great I think you are. I'm lost for words. Like oil upon your feet, like wine for you to drink, like water from my heart. I'll pour my love on you. If praise is like perfume, I'll lavish mine on you till every drop is gone. I'll pour my love on you."
As Stephanie and the worship team sang those words Cheryl Baird signed them and she was radiantly expressive. Words could not express our hearts but Cheryls exhuberant movements in a dance of the hands certainly did. She was beautiful.
On Friday night we took the whole time to just worship the Lord in song, prayer, dancing and bringing gifts to our king. Once we found Him we didn't want to let him go and the time flew by. As we left around 9:45 pm many were surprised that it was so late. But time flies when your immersed in His presence being lavished with His extravagant love.
Saturday morning Stephanie taught the young adults while I spoke on "How to Romance the Divine". A few of you shared your experience from Friday night and we were all blessed but some of these people have not heard what God did. After a delicious catered lunch we came back for more worship and the Word and "Roses for the King". God ministered to each one individually as Stephanie sang her song "Simple exchange of the Heart" and I handed out rose petals and roses as lead by the Lord and prayed with the ladies. We exchanged our pain, sorrow, bitterness and ashes of rejection and abandonment for beauty (a bouquet of roses).
God did a very deep work as tears flowed and praise rose. Of course, we had to finished with rejoicing for all God had done. It was an experience most of us will never forget.
I would love to hear what God did in your lives and what ministered to you the most. We need to give God glory for what He has done and share it with others. Please use the comment section below to share your testimonies. How was God amazing to you?
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Spring Into Fitness
Some of us are not Spring Chickens but we were rockin with the rest of the spring chickens last night in Chick Church. It was like no other Chick Church yet. Val Branch led us in a simple aerobic exercise to a rocking Gospel song and we had fun! Who said exercise has to be work!
Laurie Cheezum and Julie Memmolo manned the kitchen blending delicious, healthy fruit smoothies. Sandy Hohrein decorated the tables with water bottles, hand weights, stretching bands, work-out videos and wallpapered cans of fruit and vegetables to be used as weights. There was an air of excitement in the room as the ladies entered.
Jan had her panel of fitness experts ready for our questions and Sarah Colon showed her video of fitness interviews highlighting some of your challenges with getting fit. Hilarious laughter ensued as we watched Laura Cheezum demonstrate her Wii fitness routine, “jump.”
Most of us have a challenge just getting up from what we’re doing to start any exercise out of our normal routine. We know we should exercise but we just don’t. It seems like we just don’t have enough time in the day to fit it in. But how do all those other people do it?
Experts say there is a “cognitive dissonance” that is the culprit. We cannot hold to two opposing values at the same time. The one that serves us is the one we will follow every time. It serves us to sleep in. It serves us to have dinner on the table on time rather than take time for exercise. The list could go on about all the things we value above exercise. But will be happy with our choice when the rubber meets the road? Are we happy with our lack of energy? Are we happy with the aches and pains in our joints and muscles? Beth Johnson gave us a handout of one hundred benefits to regular exercise. Surely one of them would motivate us to change our values.
Ellen Woodworth represented the rest of us on the panel who are not personal trainers. She is an inspiration to us all as she has incorporated fitness into her life through every stage and challenge. Yea Ellen! She looks wonderful and has more energy than women much younger.
Shelly Burack, a personal trainer, mother of two and pregnant again took time to share how to keep consistent: 1) have an accountability partner, 2)schedule exercise into our day, 3)journal to keep track of benefits and 4) make it a normal part of our routine.
Buff Beth Johnson showed us how to lift weights and explained the benefits reminding us that it strengthens our bones against osteoporosis, keeps us burning calories even while sitting, and builds strong muscles for lifting children and groceries all without making bulging muscles. I’m reaching for the can of beans now. One, two three…
Ephesians 5:29 says, “After all, no one ever hated his own body, but he feeds and cares for it, just as Christ does the church.” Rosalia Martinez shared this verse with us encouraging us to care for our bodies. She shared her own journey with fitness. In her twenties she worked out two hours a day, five days a week to keep up with her workout fanatic husband. In her thirties she quit working out. Now in her early forties, her motivation for working out is entirely different. She works out for herself, not to impress anyone else. She also does it in moderation at 45 minutes, three times a week and she’s happy and fit.
What a great night of inspiration and advice, fellowship and fun. Now you know what you missed at Chick Church – now let’s walk it out.
Laurie Cheezum and Julie Memmolo manned the kitchen blending delicious, healthy fruit smoothies. Sandy Hohrein decorated the tables with water bottles, hand weights, stretching bands, work-out videos and wallpapered cans of fruit and vegetables to be used as weights. There was an air of excitement in the room as the ladies entered.
Jan had her panel of fitness experts ready for our questions and Sarah Colon showed her video of fitness interviews highlighting some of your challenges with getting fit. Hilarious laughter ensued as we watched Laura Cheezum demonstrate her Wii fitness routine, “jump.”
Most of us have a challenge just getting up from what we’re doing to start any exercise out of our normal routine. We know we should exercise but we just don’t. It seems like we just don’t have enough time in the day to fit it in. But how do all those other people do it?
Experts say there is a “cognitive dissonance” that is the culprit. We cannot hold to two opposing values at the same time. The one that serves us is the one we will follow every time. It serves us to sleep in. It serves us to have dinner on the table on time rather than take time for exercise. The list could go on about all the things we value above exercise. But will be happy with our choice when the rubber meets the road? Are we happy with our lack of energy? Are we happy with the aches and pains in our joints and muscles? Beth Johnson gave us a handout of one hundred benefits to regular exercise. Surely one of them would motivate us to change our values.
Ellen Woodworth represented the rest of us on the panel who are not personal trainers. She is an inspiration to us all as she has incorporated fitness into her life through every stage and challenge. Yea Ellen! She looks wonderful and has more energy than women much younger.
Shelly Burack, a personal trainer, mother of two and pregnant again took time to share how to keep consistent: 1) have an accountability partner, 2)schedule exercise into our day, 3)journal to keep track of benefits and 4) make it a normal part of our routine.
Buff Beth Johnson showed us how to lift weights and explained the benefits reminding us that it strengthens our bones against osteoporosis, keeps us burning calories even while sitting, and builds strong muscles for lifting children and groceries all without making bulging muscles. I’m reaching for the can of beans now. One, two three…
Ephesians 5:29 says, “After all, no one ever hated his own body, but he feeds and cares for it, just as Christ does the church.” Rosalia Martinez shared this verse with us encouraging us to care for our bodies. She shared her own journey with fitness. In her twenties she worked out two hours a day, five days a week to keep up with her workout fanatic husband. In her thirties she quit working out. Now in her early forties, her motivation for working out is entirely different. She works out for herself, not to impress anyone else. She also does it in moderation at 45 minutes, three times a week and she’s happy and fit.
What a great night of inspiration and advice, fellowship and fun. Now you know what you missed at Chick Church – now let’s walk it out.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Women need Women
Experiencing the labor and birthing of my grandson, Conner, this past weekend took me back many years to my first birthing experience. I was twenty-five and far from home in Lansing, Michigan.
Even though I had taken birthing classes I was not really prepared for thirty-six hours of back labor, being sent home in frustration, half the labor pains being non-productive and two hours of pushing.
I didn’t have the luxury of a mother, sister or friend close by to help me through the experience. I was on my own with my Choleric “just do it” husband. Intuitively, I knew he was uncomfortable with this process so I dismissed him at one point leaving myself alone in the hospital to face the pain, questions, confusion and anxiety of my first birth. While I was definitely an independent person, this was not the time to be alone with my fears. Nothing made me comfortable and nothing relieved my fears.
When my husband returned a couple of hours later I was relieved yet I knew he had no idea what was ahead or how I was feeling. I wish I could have had the circle of familiar faces that filled my daughters’ Jen, Renee and Rachel’s rooms -- women who had been there, done that and made it. Women who knew me well, women who cared deeply, women who knew what I needed even when I didn’t.
As Jen, Renee and Rachel’s Mom and I were there for Rachel it reminded me that we need one another. As women we need comforting, loving people who have been where we are and succeeded. We need their advice, support, faith and prayers. Whether we’re birthing children or birthing dreams we need support of others who have birthed their own.
When it comes to babies we can’t just give up and say I guess this is too hard. But when the dreaming gets too difficult sometimes we give up.
We need friends to help us through difficult struggles, health issues, tough life choices, menopause, deaths and births. That’s why it’s important for us to connect and share our lives with others. This takes time, trust, effort, and patience. These kinds of relationships don’t just drop into our lives, we must nourish them.
You may be thinking, “Angela you’re a whimp. I birthed all my children alone and did just fine, I don’t need other women.” Or you may be a very private person who doesn’t include others in your personal space.
I will admit that I went through labor with Renee totally alone while my husband slept beside me and I did fine. But I’m so glad my daughters included me in their labor and delivery processes. It was a gift that money could never buy and I feel more bonded to them because of it. It’s not always about us but what it does for others.
While my husband is my best friend, I have other close relationships with women who understand my unique journey, women who will be there when I need them and I’m there for them when they need me. How about you?
Ecclesiastes 4:9-12
“Two are better than one because they have a good return for their work. If one falls down, her friend can help her up. But pity the woman who falls and has no one to help her up! Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm. But how can one keep warm alone? Though one may be overpowered, two can defend themselves. A cord of three strands is not easily broken.”
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Even though I had taken birthing classes I was not really prepared for thirty-six hours of back labor, being sent home in frustration, half the labor pains being non-productive and two hours of pushing.
I didn’t have the luxury of a mother, sister or friend close by to help me through the experience. I was on my own with my Choleric “just do it” husband. Intuitively, I knew he was uncomfortable with this process so I dismissed him at one point leaving myself alone in the hospital to face the pain, questions, confusion and anxiety of my first birth. While I was definitely an independent person, this was not the time to be alone with my fears. Nothing made me comfortable and nothing relieved my fears.
When my husband returned a couple of hours later I was relieved yet I knew he had no idea what was ahead or how I was feeling. I wish I could have had the circle of familiar faces that filled my daughters’ Jen, Renee and Rachel’s rooms -- women who had been there, done that and made it. Women who knew me well, women who cared deeply, women who knew what I needed even when I didn’t.
As Jen, Renee and Rachel’s Mom and I were there for Rachel it reminded me that we need one another. As women we need comforting, loving people who have been where we are and succeeded. We need their advice, support, faith and prayers. Whether we’re birthing children or birthing dreams we need support of others who have birthed their own.
When it comes to babies we can’t just give up and say I guess this is too hard. But when the dreaming gets too difficult sometimes we give up.
We need friends to help us through difficult struggles, health issues, tough life choices, menopause, deaths and births. That’s why it’s important for us to connect and share our lives with others. This takes time, trust, effort, and patience. These kinds of relationships don’t just drop into our lives, we must nourish them.
You may be thinking, “Angela you’re a whimp. I birthed all my children alone and did just fine, I don’t need other women.” Or you may be a very private person who doesn’t include others in your personal space.
I will admit that I went through labor with Renee totally alone while my husband slept beside me and I did fine. But I’m so glad my daughters included me in their labor and delivery processes. It was a gift that money could never buy and I feel more bonded to them because of it. It’s not always about us but what it does for others.
While my husband is my best friend, I have other close relationships with women who understand my unique journey, women who will be there when I need them and I’m there for them when they need me. How about you?
Ecclesiastes 4:9-12
“Two are better than one because they have a good return for their work. If one falls down, her friend can help her up. But pity the woman who falls and has no one to help her up! Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm. But how can one keep warm alone? Though one may be overpowered, two can defend themselves. A cord of three strands is not easily broken.”
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Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Sisters
As I looked over my ejournal from last year I found this article on "Sister" that someone had sent me. I just had to pass it on because it is so true. Ecces 4: 9-12 tells us: "9 Two people are better off than one, for they can help each other succeed. 10 If one person falls, the other can reach out and help. But someone who falls alone is in real trouble. 11 Likewise, two people lying close together can keep each other warm. But how can one be warm alone? 12 A person standing alone can be attacked and defeated, but two can stand back-to-back and conquer. Three are even better, for a triple-braided cord is not easily broken" Who is in your cord?
Sisters
A young wife sat on a sofa on a hot humid day, drinking iced tea and visiting with her Mother. As they talked about life, about marriage, about the responsibilities of life and the obligations of adulthood, the mother clinked the ice cubes in her glass thoughtfully and turned a clear, sober glance upon her daughter.
'Don't forget your Sisters,' she advised, swirling the tea leaves to the bottom of her glass. 'They'll be more important as you get older. No matter how much you love your husband, no matter how much you love the children you may have, you are still going to need Sisters. Remember to go places with them now and then; do things with them.'
'Remember that 'Sisters' means ALL the women...your girlfriends, your daughters, and all your other women relatives too. 'You'll need other women. Women always do.' What a funny piece of advice!' the young woman thought. Haven't I just gotten married? Haven't I just joined the couple-world? I'm now a married woman, for goodness sake! A grownup! Surely my husband and the family we may start will be all I need to make my life worthwhile!'
But she listened to her Mother. She kept contact with her Sisters and made more women friends each year. As the years tumbled by, one after another, she gradually came to understand that her Mom really knew what she was talking about. As time and nature work their changes and their mysteries upon a woman, Sisters are the ainstays of her life. After more than 50 years of living in this world, here is what I've learned:
THIS SAYS IT ALL:
Time passes.
Life happens.
Distance separates.
Children grow up...
Jobs come and go.
Love waxes and wanes.
Men don't do what they're supposed to do.
Hearts break.
Parents die.
Colleagues forget favors.
Careers end.
BUT........
Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how many miles are between you. A girl friend is never farther away than needing her can reach. When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you have to walk it by yourself, the women in your life will be on the valley's rim, cheering you on, praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on your behalf, and waiting with open arms at the val ley's end. Sometimes, they will even break the rules and walk beside you...Or come in and carry you out.
Girlfriends, daughters, granddaughters, daughters-in-law, sisters, sisters-in-law, Mothers, Grandmothers, aunties, nieces, cousins, and extended family, all bless our life! The world wouldn't be the same without women, and neither would I. When we began this adventure called womanhood, we had no idea of the incredible joys or sorrows that lay ahead. Nor did we know how much we would need each other. Every day, we need each other still.
Let your "sisters" know you appreciate them and be there for them.
Sisters
A young wife sat on a sofa on a hot humid day, drinking iced tea and visiting with her Mother. As they talked about life, about marriage, about the responsibilities of life and the obligations of adulthood, the mother clinked the ice cubes in her glass thoughtfully and turned a clear, sober glance upon her daughter.
'Don't forget your Sisters,' she advised, swirling the tea leaves to the bottom of her glass. 'They'll be more important as you get older. No matter how much you love your husband, no matter how much you love the children you may have, you are still going to need Sisters. Remember to go places with them now and then; do things with them.'
'Remember that 'Sisters' means ALL the women...your girlfriends, your daughters, and all your other women relatives too. 'You'll need other women. Women always do.' What a funny piece of advice!' the young woman thought. Haven't I just gotten married? Haven't I just joined the couple-world? I'm now a married woman, for goodness sake! A grownup! Surely my husband and the family we may start will be all I need to make my life worthwhile!'
But she listened to her Mother. She kept contact with her Sisters and made more women friends each year. As the years tumbled by, one after another, she gradually came to understand that her Mom really knew what she was talking about. As time and nature work their changes and their mysteries upon a woman, Sisters are the ainstays of her life. After more than 50 years of living in this world, here is what I've learned:
THIS SAYS IT ALL:
Time passes.
Life happens.
Distance separates.
Children grow up...
Jobs come and go.
Love waxes and wanes.
Men don't do what they're supposed to do.
Hearts break.
Parents die.
Colleagues forget favors.
Careers end.
BUT........
Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how many miles are between you. A girl friend is never farther away than needing her can reach. When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you have to walk it by yourself, the women in your life will be on the valley's rim, cheering you on, praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on your behalf, and waiting with open arms at the val ley's end. Sometimes, they will even break the rules and walk beside you...Or come in and carry you out.
Girlfriends, daughters, granddaughters, daughters-in-law, sisters, sisters-in-law, Mothers, Grandmothers, aunties, nieces, cousins, and extended family, all bless our life! The world wouldn't be the same without women, and neither would I. When we began this adventure called womanhood, we had no idea of the incredible joys or sorrows that lay ahead. Nor did we know how much we would need each other. Every day, we need each other still.
Let your "sisters" know you appreciate them and be there for them.
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