Nastia Liukin just won the gold medal in Women's all-around gymnastics. She was born in Moscow and moved to the U.S. with her family. Her father is her coach, and he was a gold medalist in 1988 (her mother also a former world champion). How incredibly sweet for a parent to not only win olympic gold, but then to coach a child to gold themselves. One can only imagine the pride that family is feeling right now in their daughter, and she in her parents.
Do we as Christians truly value and understand the inheritance we have waiting for us? Am I recognizing that we are to share in the Gold Medal standing of Jesus before the greatest Olympic judge that ever will be, God Himself? Do I get the fact that Jesus wrestled against his own humanity and against satan and came out victorious----and after he did that, he went on to absorb the Father's Holy Wrath against all sin?! Talk about Olympic competition. Give me your strongest weighlifter, your best marathon runner, and all the other atheletes combined, and none holds a candle to Jesus and what he endured, pouring out love instead of hatred or spite. Hallelujah, what a savior!
But it doesn't stop there. Jesus comes from his Olympic podium and shouts out to the crowd of spectators, "if you confess with your mouth that Jesus is Lord, and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved"(Romans 10:9), that is, you will share in His gold-medal standing before the Father and there will be "no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus" (Romans 8:1). Do you get that? Do you realize that you will stand beside him on the Olympic platform of all time, making Beijing and Sydney and Seoul and Atlanta and Los Angeles and Athens, Paris, Mexico City, Moscow...all pale in comparison.
Do you get that? Does that grip your heart! Does that make you want to perservere and press on?
The author of this blog realizes all to painfully that this reality doesn't grip him NEARLY enough.
May we all be renewed in true knowledge and holiness.
Amen
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Can someone explain to me?
Can someone more educated, wise, and knowledgeable than me please explain, beside the partisan rhetoric (aka superficial, one dimmensional propaganda and hot air)---is it REALLY true that the Bush administration's economic policies have truly hurt the ecomony...or is he just the man in office at the time when the economy collapsed?
Asking the same question a different way, IF Bill Clinton was president right now with the exact same world circumstances, would the economy be thriving right now???
I'm just finding it too hard to believe that George Bush is responsible for the state of all affairs in our economy right now.
For my democratic friends, can you explain to me exactly HOW Bill Clinton "made" the economy explode in the 90's...as well as HOW George Bush "made" it collapse in the 2000's??
It all just seems too simplistic to blame it all on Bush---popular as that sport may be. It just strikes me that the economy was doomed to fail no matter what---and in fact it may be that it was the hyper-excess of the 90's that fueled the collapse in the 2000's. That's what they tell us fueled the Great Depression of the 30's---all the excesses of the 20's.
So maybe, just maybe, my Democratic friends need to put the blame on Bill instead of W. I know that will never happen, but it's just a thought nonetheless.
No, really---it's neither Bill nor W's fault...WE are at fault: the American people. Me as much as anyone. We've spent too much, saved to little, and put ourselves deeply in debt. The log in my eye is very large, so I don't dare try to pick specks out of anyone else's eye.
Like I say, it's just a question on which I welcome and expect some rousing debate.
Asking the same question a different way, IF Bill Clinton was president right now with the exact same world circumstances, would the economy be thriving right now???
I'm just finding it too hard to believe that George Bush is responsible for the state of all affairs in our economy right now.
For my democratic friends, can you explain to me exactly HOW Bill Clinton "made" the economy explode in the 90's...as well as HOW George Bush "made" it collapse in the 2000's??
It all just seems too simplistic to blame it all on Bush---popular as that sport may be. It just strikes me that the economy was doomed to fail no matter what---and in fact it may be that it was the hyper-excess of the 90's that fueled the collapse in the 2000's. That's what they tell us fueled the Great Depression of the 30's---all the excesses of the 20's.
So maybe, just maybe, my Democratic friends need to put the blame on Bill instead of W. I know that will never happen, but it's just a thought nonetheless.
No, really---it's neither Bill nor W's fault...WE are at fault: the American people. Me as much as anyone. We've spent too much, saved to little, and put ourselves deeply in debt. The log in my eye is very large, so I don't dare try to pick specks out of anyone else's eye.
Like I say, it's just a question on which I welcome and expect some rousing debate.
Friday, August 8, 2008
Christ, the Gold Medal Winner
Beijing Olympics began tonight. Did you catch the opening ceremonies? Oh my, how incredible. Four hours of heart-pounding showmanship, taken to the bleeding edge. Matt Lauer of NBC called it "breathtaking."
Yet, in it all---think about this now----not one mention of God--the benevolent Creator who made mankind with all its potential. No credit given, not a word, not even a hint. It's as if man did it all himself. Four hours, millions of dollars, and billions of viewers, and God isn't invited. God is shut out. God, who made us all, and gave us our incredible minds and bodies...and not even a hint of thanks or even acknowledgement.
Is it a wonder that He sent his Son to die for us? To reclaim His Glory from the evil one (satan) ho seeks to rob God of all Glory?
Ponder this...
For all the majesty and glory of the Olympic Games and celebrations----one day, Jesus Christ will come to earth to receive his due glory of all mankind, and all the angels in heaven.
And I suspect--
that day will make the Olympic Ceremonies in Beijing--
look like a 2nd Grade school play
in comparison.
May Christ be praised and rule in our hearts!
Yet, in it all---think about this now----not one mention of God--the benevolent Creator who made mankind with all its potential. No credit given, not a word, not even a hint. It's as if man did it all himself. Four hours, millions of dollars, and billions of viewers, and God isn't invited. God is shut out. God, who made us all, and gave us our incredible minds and bodies...and not even a hint of thanks or even acknowledgement.
Is it a wonder that He sent his Son to die for us? To reclaim His Glory from the evil one (satan) ho seeks to rob God of all Glory?
Ponder this...
For all the majesty and glory of the Olympic Games and celebrations----one day, Jesus Christ will come to earth to receive his due glory of all mankind, and all the angels in heaven.
And I suspect--
that day will make the Olympic Ceremonies in Beijing--
look like a 2nd Grade school play
in comparison.
May Christ be praised and rule in our hearts!
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
11:07 PM dilemma
Life is unrelenting, isn't it? Adult responsibilities, like pounding surf, just come at you wave after wave after thundering wave. Such is the reality we need to prepare our kids for. May they not only be braced for it, but be ready to find the joy in it.
So it's 11:07 when I first started, and I'm facing the same dilemma for the 100,000th time---do I stay up and push a little longer and get a little more accomplished, knowing that it's going to lead to greater fatigue in the morning and reduce significantly my chances of getting up bright and early and spending fresh time with the Lord through His Word----or do I trust what He says in His word that the Lord gives rest to his children? I will lay down in peace, says the psalmist.
My litmus test is becoming, "have I put in a full 18 hours? Did I give it my all for 75% of the day? If so, then it's ok to turn in. For tomorrow will follow shortly enough, with a fresh dose of pressures, opportunities, challenges, and issues. Another 18 hours.
Well, in my case, I've got 30 minutes left, and 15 of those will be spent blogging.
So anyhow, onto a totally different subject, I've been thinking a great deal about seminary again. Our church's inhouse training program is looking to take the final steps this fall in reaching full accredidation for an M.Div program. It's a HUGE step to consider, with countless factors that would need to come into place. I can already envision the checklist of questions my dear friend Joel Button is going to pose to me (love ya, Joel!). But I sense a stirring coming freshly from within. Part of my drive, no doubt, is to escape the secular grind in the marketplace.
But at the same time, it IS different this time (we first entertained the idea after my job ended at Wilson Learning last September). For one, both Erica and I are much more at peace about the idea. And the affordability of the TBI program is most definitely compelling. Finally, I am getting the strong sense that Jesus is NOT going to reveal His full, holy plan to me at the near side of seminary---he will reveal His plan as I go through the process. Little by little, bit by bit, piece by piece, day by day, class by class, semester by semester.
So who knows. First, we need to get my Mom moved into Assisted Living, and I need to get caught up on our budgeting and financial planning, we have a huge playset to move across town, my lawn is a mess, my daughters' bedroom needs painting, etc etc etc. And on top of that, I'm supposed to be learning Quickbooks so as to help with City Vision. I've got plenty upon plenty to keep busy with.
So it's 11:07 when I first started, and I'm facing the same dilemma for the 100,000th time---do I stay up and push a little longer and get a little more accomplished, knowing that it's going to lead to greater fatigue in the morning and reduce significantly my chances of getting up bright and early and spending fresh time with the Lord through His Word----or do I trust what He says in His word that the Lord gives rest to his children? I will lay down in peace, says the psalmist.
My litmus test is becoming, "have I put in a full 18 hours? Did I give it my all for 75% of the day? If so, then it's ok to turn in. For tomorrow will follow shortly enough, with a fresh dose of pressures, opportunities, challenges, and issues. Another 18 hours.
Well, in my case, I've got 30 minutes left, and 15 of those will be spent blogging.
So anyhow, onto a totally different subject, I've been thinking a great deal about seminary again. Our church's inhouse training program is looking to take the final steps this fall in reaching full accredidation for an M.Div program. It's a HUGE step to consider, with countless factors that would need to come into place. I can already envision the checklist of questions my dear friend Joel Button is going to pose to me (love ya, Joel!). But I sense a stirring coming freshly from within. Part of my drive, no doubt, is to escape the secular grind in the marketplace.
But at the same time, it IS different this time (we first entertained the idea after my job ended at Wilson Learning last September). For one, both Erica and I are much more at peace about the idea. And the affordability of the TBI program is most definitely compelling. Finally, I am getting the strong sense that Jesus is NOT going to reveal His full, holy plan to me at the near side of seminary---he will reveal His plan as I go through the process. Little by little, bit by bit, piece by piece, day by day, class by class, semester by semester.
So who knows. First, we need to get my Mom moved into Assisted Living, and I need to get caught up on our budgeting and financial planning, we have a huge playset to move across town, my lawn is a mess, my daughters' bedroom needs painting, etc etc etc. And on top of that, I'm supposed to be learning Quickbooks so as to help with City Vision. I've got plenty upon plenty to keep busy with.
Monday, June 2, 2008
The man in the sandals with bloodstained brow
Another late night--just finished up washing the dishes after another long talk with my dear wife about opportunities/challenges before us in navigating our lives as parents and children of dependent parents...trying to make the best decisions, based on limited and incomplete information. Ah, the joys of adulthood...
But that's just a preamble (a rambling preamble, if you will). As the soapy water gurgled down the drain, I realized, "I've still got a little more energy left, and I have a desire to seek God in a deeper way, but I'm not sure how." I have dozens of different books I could read, I could pray, I could do more household chores, I could...and then it dawns on me, I could BLOG again!
So tonight, I wish to share perhaps my most controversial post: "Why I choose to follow Jesus instead of Mohammed." This subject is so huge and so deeply personal, it can't possibly be captured in one posting, so I will need to revisit this topic several times and try to explain what resides deep in my heart from many different angles. Call it a rich vein of sunken treasure (oil, coal, natural gas, diamonds, whatever) that needs to be tapped from many different angles to extract the true worth.
We started attending Bethlehem Baptist church in downtown Minneapolis about 3.5 years ago. Oh my goodness, what an utter JOY this has been for us. We feel such a close alignment with so many of their core theologies and priorities for ministry. The worship is so incredibly uplifting when the old hymns, which have carried saints through pilgrimage for centuries, are sung with faith and gusto!
This Sunday was another heavenly moment. Christ seemed so real and so majestic as we sang of the Cross (don't remember the song, just the thoughts that were stirred).
The amaing thing about the cross that rivets my heart to Jesus is unbelievable intensity of Christ's love which could ONLY be shown by his act of sacrifice. You don't go subject yourself to public ridicule, humiliation, unbearable scourging and crucifixion for kicks & grins. Jesus told us in John's gospel that he laid down his life of his own accord--no one takes it from him. Wow! Can you imagine that?! Mel Gibson's 2004 film The Passion of the Christ depicted this willing self-sacrifice well. Jesus was clearly CHOOSING to die for our sins---"Hallelujah, what a Savior!!" The book of Hebrews tells us, "for the joy set before him, Christ endured the cross, scorning its shame." For all his talk of peace, let's see the Dalai Lama take on THAT order! (I'm not meaning to offend unnecessarily, I just want to elevate the work which Christ did on the cross).
So back to this intensity--- I typically refer to this as savage intensity, but in the case of Jesus, it has to be called a holy intensity. This is the level of commitment that gets things done in this world, it's the kind that doesn't quit. Athletes know this. It takes intensity to play professional sports, let alone to win any kind of championship! It takes intensity to succeed in a Big 4 accounting Firm! It takes intensity to perservere as a small-town independently owned pharmacist for 25+ years (hats off to Mark Halmar!).
Intensity is what says, "This is hard, but I'm not quitting!" You've got to bring it on a little bit more to break my spirit!" That's what I mean by "intensity" (you may call it "competitiveness" or "killer-instinct" or what we Finns call "Sisu"). But in spite of all our human intensity, we all have reach our breaking points, sooner or later. Every one of us breaks down at some point.
I want to take just a moment to celebrate some who have demonstrated intensity in recent memory. I think of Cory Stringer, the Minnesota Viking lineman who died in training camp a few years back during the brutal heatwave of early August. They say he had chemicals in his body that contributed to his untimely demise----but think about it, here is a man who gave his life in devotion to the sport he loved. That's intensity! I think also of Todd Beamer, the man famous for leading the uprising against the 9-11 hijackers who helped bring the plane down in Pennsylvania, famous for his quote, "Let's roll." Here again is a man who gave his life to protect his country against people bent on killing. That is such an admirable intensity.
So with that being said, I want to say that I follow Jesus because His intensity brought about self-sacrifice and the shedding of his own blood. With every blow of the Roman whips, his testimony says loudly "I LOVE YOU! I LOVE THE FATHER! I AM SO COMMITTED TO THE FATHER'S WILL THAT I WILL LAY DOWN MY LIFE FOR YOU, LITTLE FLOCK, AND SHED MY OWN BLOOD FOR YOU!" And most remarkable is the fact that Jesus DID NOT QUIT. He kept paying and paying and paying and laying down his life and bleeding, and holding back any form of retaliation until he could say with perfect integrity, "It...is...FINISHED."
Oh my, the weight and significance of those 3 single words!! And when it was finished, HE was finished--done-for, dead, down-for-the-count, no more. "He left it all on the field," as athletes will say. But there wasn't any shower in the lockerroom, he was DEAD, done-for, FINISHED.
Please realize, if we are the "bride of Christ"---this was Jesus' "proposal" to us, to woo us, to demonstrate his holy commitment to us. To put it in an Eastern context, this was Jesus "bride-price" paid to earn the right to bring us to himself. Wow! That's commitment! It's intensity! He gave it all and didn't hold anything back for himself. Try that one on for size, grooms and groom-to be (self-included!!).
Ok, so let's compare that the intensity of the followers of Mohammed. Oh yes, it takes intensity and radical commitment to lay down your life for the cause of any religion, no doubt. I'm not saying that the jihadist is cowardly. You can take nothing away from a willingness to die for one's religion. It takes more courage than I possess on any given day to march straight into a marketplace with bombs strapped to my body and willingly pull the trigger.
But let's think about this for a second. In jihad, you demonstrate your commitment to the cause by spilling the blood of infidels (and shedding your own in the process, but that's not the main point).
In Christianity, you demonstrate your commitment to the cause by laying down your life and shedding your own blood, and not retalliating.
Which would you rather have? Advance your cause by killing others, IE: to die so that others can be killed, or advance your cause by laying down your own life, IE: to die so that others can live?
Your answer reveals your heart's belief about Christ.
And that's why I choose to follow Jesus and not Mohammed. May I die an infidel's death for that belief, never lifting a hand against those who spill my blood.
But that's just a preamble (a rambling preamble, if you will). As the soapy water gurgled down the drain, I realized, "I've still got a little more energy left, and I have a desire to seek God in a deeper way, but I'm not sure how." I have dozens of different books I could read, I could pray, I could do more household chores, I could...and then it dawns on me, I could BLOG again!
So tonight, I wish to share perhaps my most controversial post: "Why I choose to follow Jesus instead of Mohammed." This subject is so huge and so deeply personal, it can't possibly be captured in one posting, so I will need to revisit this topic several times and try to explain what resides deep in my heart from many different angles. Call it a rich vein of sunken treasure (oil, coal, natural gas, diamonds, whatever) that needs to be tapped from many different angles to extract the true worth.
We started attending Bethlehem Baptist church in downtown Minneapolis about 3.5 years ago. Oh my goodness, what an utter JOY this has been for us. We feel such a close alignment with so many of their core theologies and priorities for ministry. The worship is so incredibly uplifting when the old hymns, which have carried saints through pilgrimage for centuries, are sung with faith and gusto!
This Sunday was another heavenly moment. Christ seemed so real and so majestic as we sang of the Cross (don't remember the song, just the thoughts that were stirred).
The amaing thing about the cross that rivets my heart to Jesus is unbelievable intensity of Christ's love which could ONLY be shown by his act of sacrifice. You don't go subject yourself to public ridicule, humiliation, unbearable scourging and crucifixion for kicks & grins. Jesus told us in John's gospel that he laid down his life of his own accord--no one takes it from him. Wow! Can you imagine that?! Mel Gibson's 2004 film The Passion of the Christ depicted this willing self-sacrifice well. Jesus was clearly CHOOSING to die for our sins---"Hallelujah, what a Savior!!" The book of Hebrews tells us, "for the joy set before him, Christ endured the cross, scorning its shame." For all his talk of peace, let's see the Dalai Lama take on THAT order! (I'm not meaning to offend unnecessarily, I just want to elevate the work which Christ did on the cross).
So back to this intensity--- I typically refer to this as savage intensity, but in the case of Jesus, it has to be called a holy intensity. This is the level of commitment that gets things done in this world, it's the kind that doesn't quit. Athletes know this. It takes intensity to play professional sports, let alone to win any kind of championship! It takes intensity to succeed in a Big 4 accounting Firm! It takes intensity to perservere as a small-town independently owned pharmacist for 25+ years (hats off to Mark Halmar!).
Intensity is what says, "This is hard, but I'm not quitting!" You've got to bring it on a little bit more to break my spirit!" That's what I mean by "intensity" (you may call it "competitiveness" or "killer-instinct" or what we Finns call "Sisu"). But in spite of all our human intensity, we all have reach our breaking points, sooner or later. Every one of us breaks down at some point.
I want to take just a moment to celebrate some who have demonstrated intensity in recent memory. I think of Cory Stringer, the Minnesota Viking lineman who died in training camp a few years back during the brutal heatwave of early August. They say he had chemicals in his body that contributed to his untimely demise----but think about it, here is a man who gave his life in devotion to the sport he loved. That's intensity! I think also of Todd Beamer, the man famous for leading the uprising against the 9-11 hijackers who helped bring the plane down in Pennsylvania, famous for his quote, "Let's roll." Here again is a man who gave his life to protect his country against people bent on killing. That is such an admirable intensity.
So with that being said, I want to say that I follow Jesus because His intensity brought about self-sacrifice and the shedding of his own blood. With every blow of the Roman whips, his testimony says loudly "I LOVE YOU! I LOVE THE FATHER! I AM SO COMMITTED TO THE FATHER'S WILL THAT I WILL LAY DOWN MY LIFE FOR YOU, LITTLE FLOCK, AND SHED MY OWN BLOOD FOR YOU!" And most remarkable is the fact that Jesus DID NOT QUIT. He kept paying and paying and paying and laying down his life and bleeding, and holding back any form of retaliation until he could say with perfect integrity, "It...is...FINISHED."
Oh my, the weight and significance of those 3 single words!! And when it was finished, HE was finished--done-for, dead, down-for-the-count, no more. "He left it all on the field," as athletes will say. But there wasn't any shower in the lockerroom, he was DEAD, done-for, FINISHED.
Please realize, if we are the "bride of Christ"---this was Jesus' "proposal" to us, to woo us, to demonstrate his holy commitment to us. To put it in an Eastern context, this was Jesus "bride-price" paid to earn the right to bring us to himself. Wow! That's commitment! It's intensity! He gave it all and didn't hold anything back for himself. Try that one on for size, grooms and groom-to be (self-included!!).
Ok, so let's compare that the intensity of the followers of Mohammed. Oh yes, it takes intensity and radical commitment to lay down your life for the cause of any religion, no doubt. I'm not saying that the jihadist is cowardly. You can take nothing away from a willingness to die for one's religion. It takes more courage than I possess on any given day to march straight into a marketplace with bombs strapped to my body and willingly pull the trigger.
But let's think about this for a second. In jihad, you demonstrate your commitment to the cause by spilling the blood of infidels (and shedding your own in the process, but that's not the main point).
In Christianity, you demonstrate your commitment to the cause by laying down your life and shedding your own blood, and not retalliating.
Which would you rather have? Advance your cause by killing others, IE: to die so that others can be killed, or advance your cause by laying down your own life, IE: to die so that others can live?
Your answer reveals your heart's belief about Christ.
And that's why I choose to follow Jesus and not Mohammed. May I die an infidel's death for that belief, never lifting a hand against those who spill my blood.
Friday, May 23, 2008
That's my gal! - Part 1
I want to take a moment to brag on my wife for everyone to read.
Our lives are exceedingly counter-cultural, even against the popular tide of Christianity in America. For starters, we have 5 kids. You should hear people's reactions at my work when they learn we have 5 kids. (Admitedly, part of the shock comes from the fact that I look so young). This goes so against the grain where the prevailing opinion of our neo-Socialist culture is: "2 kids at most. Population-control!!"
Ok--I'm gonna dive into some deep waters of controversy here and just state my opinions plainly. In my work, I am surrounded by a lot of corporate women. In fact, there is a massive initiative for promoting women and supporting women in the workplace. As a former feminist, this all seems good-and-healthy-and natural, right?
Well, here's where I get to brag on my wife. She is a very smart, focussed, disciplined woman. She could do very well in the corporate world if she put her mind to it, as many women have. In fact, she could probably do "better" than me and achieve far greater success than me.
What has my wife invested all those great talents and energies in? A thankless, disappearing, low-esteemed 7-24-365 job of MOTHERING 5 kids under the age of 9! She changes hundreds of diapers (cloth, I might add, and rinses them out by hand!), fixes hundreds of peanut-butter and jelly sandwiches, listens to and breaks-up hundeds of sqabbles and fights over toys, corrects hundreds of bad attitudes, washes hundreds of dishes, wipes hundreds of runny noses, changes hundreds of sheets that got stained by nighttime accidents,...and misses hundreds of more "fun" and exciting opportunities to see plays, go to beaches or malls, have long visits with friends over coffee, etc. She even misses church when a child is sick and needs extra rest.
Does my wife EVER complain about her life? Does she EVER say, "Dan, I wish I was working back at XYZ corporation, like I was back before Nicolas was born..." My wife is so incredible that she never, and I mean NEVER has uttered a word of complaint, like she feels her talents are being wasted and is simply "withering on the vine" while being "stuck" at home. Oh yes, the days get long---she won't deny that. The weariness is thick, to be sure. But my incredible jewel of a wife has said times without number that she feels "called" to this life, and by God's grace is flourishing and thriving in it more and more each passing year.
Did I mention that on top of all the aforementioned realities, she homeschools as well! So she not only does all the care for the littlest ones (age 1 and 3), but also juggles in teaching and instruction for our 3 oldest (age 9, 7, and 5) to boot.
Ok, are you ready to REALLY get blown away?
She says that she can't WAIT to have another baby!
So, are we nuts? No, I'm just so incredibly blessed beyond anything I deserve to have such a wife.
My time is up, and there is much more to write.
My aim isn't to tear down corporate or career-minded women. My purpose is rather to hold up the stellar example of my wife for all to see and admire. Frankly, I don't think even a CEO can hold a candle to my wife.
More to be said on this subject.
Our lives are exceedingly counter-cultural, even against the popular tide of Christianity in America. For starters, we have 5 kids. You should hear people's reactions at my work when they learn we have 5 kids. (Admitedly, part of the shock comes from the fact that I look so young). This goes so against the grain where the prevailing opinion of our neo-Socialist culture is: "2 kids at most. Population-control!!"
Ok--I'm gonna dive into some deep waters of controversy here and just state my opinions plainly. In my work, I am surrounded by a lot of corporate women. In fact, there is a massive initiative for promoting women and supporting women in the workplace. As a former feminist, this all seems good-and-healthy-and natural, right?
Well, here's where I get to brag on my wife. She is a very smart, focussed, disciplined woman. She could do very well in the corporate world if she put her mind to it, as many women have. In fact, she could probably do "better" than me and achieve far greater success than me.
What has my wife invested all those great talents and energies in? A thankless, disappearing, low-esteemed 7-24-365 job of MOTHERING 5 kids under the age of 9! She changes hundreds of diapers (cloth, I might add, and rinses them out by hand!), fixes hundreds of peanut-butter and jelly sandwiches, listens to and breaks-up hundeds of sqabbles and fights over toys, corrects hundreds of bad attitudes, washes hundreds of dishes, wipes hundreds of runny noses, changes hundreds of sheets that got stained by nighttime accidents,...and misses hundreds of more "fun" and exciting opportunities to see plays, go to beaches or malls, have long visits with friends over coffee, etc. She even misses church when a child is sick and needs extra rest.
Does my wife EVER complain about her life? Does she EVER say, "Dan, I wish I was working back at XYZ corporation, like I was back before Nicolas was born..." My wife is so incredible that she never, and I mean NEVER has uttered a word of complaint, like she feels her talents are being wasted and is simply "withering on the vine" while being "stuck" at home. Oh yes, the days get long---she won't deny that. The weariness is thick, to be sure. But my incredible jewel of a wife has said times without number that she feels "called" to this life, and by God's grace is flourishing and thriving in it more and more each passing year.
Did I mention that on top of all the aforementioned realities, she homeschools as well! So she not only does all the care for the littlest ones (age 1 and 3), but also juggles in teaching and instruction for our 3 oldest (age 9, 7, and 5) to boot.
Ok, are you ready to REALLY get blown away?
She says that she can't WAIT to have another baby!
So, are we nuts? No, I'm just so incredibly blessed beyond anything I deserve to have such a wife.
My time is up, and there is much more to write.
My aim isn't to tear down corporate or career-minded women. My purpose is rather to hold up the stellar example of my wife for all to see and admire. Frankly, I don't think even a CEO can hold a candle to my wife.
More to be said on this subject.
Monday, May 19, 2008
05-Nov-2008
Ok--I'm just gonna come out and make my prediction for the reality we will wake up to in less than 6 months. On November 5, we will have elected Barack Obama as our President, and thereby hampering our longstanding support for the nation of Israel, and thereby sealing our fate as a world leader.
I'm not typically that bold with predictions, but I'm attempting to turn over a new leaf of boldness in writing this blog.
Am I saying Mr. Obama is anti-semitic? No? A radical Muslim terrorist? Absolutely not. All I'm saying is that the entire WORLD current is moving against Israel, and I see nothing in Barack Obama which tells me he has the inclination to stand AGAINST the world's prevailing opinion against Israel. I see him as sympathetic toward "the Palestinian cause--siding with those poor oppressed people against those mean bullies of Israel.
Again, I'm not painting Barack Obama as a bad person. To the contrary, I kinda like the guy. But I just get this sense that he has no real heart to stand for Israel, particularly if doing so would stand in the way of "improving America's standing among the rest of the world's leadership."
Let's face it, the vast majority of American's HATE this war. Nothing has stirred up America since Vietnam like the war in Iraq. People want the war ended NOW, no matter what the cost. They want to be "liked" again as Americans. They want us to regain our place of prominence and prestige and popularity in the world's stage once again. Barack Obama promises to deliver that hope--and people are turning out by the boatload to buy into that promise.
And if the world says: "Get out of the Middle East"--Barack Obama and the Democratic ruling majority will waltz out promptly. It's what they have wanted since the war began in 2003. Nothing else makes sense.
And once we pull out of Iraq, the next step will be to systematically pressure us to withdrawing our support of Israel, if only to further the objective of "increased peace in the Middle East." Again, this is what Americans WANT, right? Peace, right? Bring the troops home, right?
I'm no expert in Israeli-American relations. For all I know, Israel itself may be wishing to distance itself from "the evil empire" of Bush's America!
I gladly welcome any educating you readers (all 2 of you, heehee) have to offer.
So anyway, my times up, and that's my politcal insight for today
I'm not typically that bold with predictions, but I'm attempting to turn over a new leaf of boldness in writing this blog.
Am I saying Mr. Obama is anti-semitic? No? A radical Muslim terrorist? Absolutely not. All I'm saying is that the entire WORLD current is moving against Israel, and I see nothing in Barack Obama which tells me he has the inclination to stand AGAINST the world's prevailing opinion against Israel. I see him as sympathetic toward "the Palestinian cause--siding with those poor oppressed people against those mean bullies of Israel.
Again, I'm not painting Barack Obama as a bad person. To the contrary, I kinda like the guy. But I just get this sense that he has no real heart to stand for Israel, particularly if doing so would stand in the way of "improving America's standing among the rest of the world's leadership."
Let's face it, the vast majority of American's HATE this war. Nothing has stirred up America since Vietnam like the war in Iraq. People want the war ended NOW, no matter what the cost. They want to be "liked" again as Americans. They want us to regain our place of prominence and prestige and popularity in the world's stage once again. Barack Obama promises to deliver that hope--and people are turning out by the boatload to buy into that promise.
And if the world says: "Get out of the Middle East"--Barack Obama and the Democratic ruling majority will waltz out promptly. It's what they have wanted since the war began in 2003. Nothing else makes sense.
And once we pull out of Iraq, the next step will be to systematically pressure us to withdrawing our support of Israel, if only to further the objective of "increased peace in the Middle East." Again, this is what Americans WANT, right? Peace, right? Bring the troops home, right?
I'm no expert in Israeli-American relations. For all I know, Israel itself may be wishing to distance itself from "the evil empire" of Bush's America!
I gladly welcome any educating you readers (all 2 of you, heehee) have to offer.
So anyway, my times up, and that's my politcal insight for today
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