Birthday musings

December 30th, 2009

Andrea and I watched Amazing Grace last night – a Christmas gift from Andrea’s parents. Not a pretty film, but beautiful. William Wilberforce is a man I admire for his clear sense of calling and purpose, and using the gift of his placement and status in society to live out the Gospel, seeking to redeem culture. I long to be so utterly convinced of the Gospel as he.

Today’s reading in the Word was a striking contrast. 2 Chronicles 36 tells the story of Josiah’s re-establishment of the Passover celebration, and how he made sure everyone, including those serving the country by guarding the city, were able to observe the Passover. Then, at the end of the chapter, seemingly right after this glorious event, he attacks the king of Egypt, who seems to be attacking Persia. Josiah is warned that Neco is doing the will of God, yet he insists on joining in the battle, and is shot by Neco’s archers. The man God uses to restore His worship in Judah and Israel falls to his own hubris.

In contrast, Revelation 21 is an amazing picture of the glory of God. The New Jerusalem needs no light source other than the glory of the Father and the Son. The nations will worship, the kings will submit their earthly glory and power to the Lamb. There is no temple, no Passover, no rituals, for all of New Jerusalem is the Most Holy Place, and we are all high priests, worshiping before the throne.

And now for a few less-deep thoughts:

We’re having dinner with a few friends tonight. I simply don’t want the topics of diapers, child bowel movements, or breast pumps to come up. We don’t have kids yet, and it’s my birthday.

This is the first time in 7 years that I’m working on my birthday. I started taking it off, just as a day for me to indulge. After we got married, Andrea and I started a tradition of taking a trip, as a combination of birthday celebration and New Years reflection. I’m going to miss that this year, but working for a new boss, who graciously gave me most of last week off, I didn’t feel like I could ask for today.

Settling In

August 8th, 2009

Yesterday we arrived around 2am, and slept until around 10. We left the flat around 1 to grab lunch (a turkey/chicken-ham/roasted lamb club at Subway), then wandered around a retail district to get some local clothing for Andrea, as well as some fresh produce, and to experience a bit of the town. I kept wishing there was a way to capture the moment – the constant honking and grind of diesel vehicles, 2-stroke bikes and scooters; the smells of urban life; the blurring spectrum of religious affiliations; the brilliant colors on clothing and buildings; the cool breeze that dried sweat accumulated in the airless shops. We ended the day dining at a neighborhood restaurant: kadhai chicken, dahl, rice, naan, and sweetlime soda. By the time we went back to the flat, we were feeling the jetlag catching up again.

This morning we woke up at a fairly normal time, and were feeling pretty good. The car horns, the grunting (not lowing) cow, the dogs, the rooster all conspired to keep us awake during the night, but we slept quite well. Andrea and I took a walk through the neighborhood after breakfast, taking in the different houses and gardens, the vacant lots full of weeds, trash and discarded coconut husks. We checked out a couple of shops and waved to children at a small school, out in the yard taking their recess.

Lunch was dosas and idli, with sanibar and coconut chutney, from a small café on the corner. Andrea and I tried masala dosas, which were quite good, although they left a little warmth in the belly. After lunch, we drove across town to see a temple and shrine – very sobering. It’s amazing to see how hopeless a religion has such a stranglehold on the people here. Tying orange threads on a tree to give your burdens to a god, dropping small coins in pots to signify prayers, sitting quietly staring at a giant statue of the god, all to gain a god’s favor, to hope to manipulate the god into blessing them.

We spent a couple of hours wandering through a mall adjacent to the temple – actually, the parking garage for the temple is underneath the mall. We stopped at a hallal chicken shop, then headed home for dinner, which was a delicious version of a local chicken and spinach dish. We’re winding down now, feeling a bit weary, but looking forward to fellowship tomorrow.

Our world is changing

July 30th, 2009

I wrote the following the morning of July 1, almost a month ago. The thoughts still ring true, although the faith God has been granting and growing is being tested and tried, even in the last day or so. Still, God is good. He is kind and merciful, and through His sovereign will He sanctifies us, to one day complete His work in us.

I’m struck, this morning, by how much our world is changing. Sure, the global society is evolving, but I’m not thinking that big. Andrea and I are going through massive shifts in thought and focus, and if I let it, it will overwhelm me.

In a month, we’ll be a matter of days from flying to South Asia, exploring what may, if the Lord allows, become our new home for at least 2 years. I’ve lived in our current house for 6 years, in the Nashville area for 17 – almost as long as I lived in the home in which I grew up. I’ve been in my current job for almost 9 years.

This month marks massive changes in our finances. We’ve been blessed to avoid the downturn in the market until now, but it has finally trickled down to us. The budget we’ve been working on for the last 3 months is irrelevant now, but the basic principles we’ve been learning and trying to apply definitely come into play.

Again, if the Lord allows, when the time comes to move, we’ll be moving freely – debt-free for the first time in our marriage, for the first time in years for either of us.

These are the things that play in the background, like shadows cast by a campfire. And here is what blazes before me – words from Joshua and the Psalms:

Joshua 1:5bJust as I was with Moses, so I will be with you. I will not leave you or forsake you.6 Be strong and courageous, for you shall cause this people to inherit the land that I swore to their fathers to give them.7 Only be strong and very courageous, being careful to do according to all the law that Moses my servant commanded you. Do not turn from it to the right hand or to the left, that you may have good success wherever you go.8 This Book of the Law shall not depart from your mouth, but you shall meditate on it day and night, so that you may be careful to do according to all that is written in it. For then you will make your way prosperous, and then you will have good success.9 Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be frightened, and do not be dismayed, for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go.

Psalm 127:1 Unless the Lord builds the house, those who build it labor in vain. Unless the Lord watches over the city, the watchman stays awake in vain.2 It is in vain that you rise up early and go late to rest, eating the bread of anxious toil; for he gives to his beloved sleep.

Psalm 128:1 Blessed is everyone who fears the Lord, who walks in his ways!2 You shall eat the fruit of the labor of your hands; you shall be blessed, and it shall be well with you.

The first is God’s calling to Joshua, just as Israel is ready to cross the Jordan River. Moses is dead, and Joshua is being called to lead his people into the land God has promised them – a partial fulfillment of a covenant spanning centuries. And it feels like we are in a season like this. I am haunted by doubts – whispers that I am not up to this task, that this is a fool’s errand. Yet deeper in (or maybe “further up, and further in”), a stronger voice calls out, that God knows me, created me, grows me. That this is a season of fulfillment, of calling, of redemption, of being made new. So I strive to submit to verse 9, to remember my calling, to remember that God is with us, and will not forsake us, and the Spirit enables us to be strong, to be courageous.

The second and third are from the Psalms of Ascent, sung by Israel as they journeyed to Jerusalem to worship. There is both comfort and warning in Psalm 127. While the warning is apparent, the comfort is in converse: if the Lord builds the house, if the Lord watches the city, then work and watch are not in vain. The Lord’s blessing and kindness brings rest, peace, and fulfillment. This is reflected in Psalm 128 – the blessing for those who fear the Lord. This is our calling, in this season: to fear the Lord, to not be anxious, to be confident in the work the Lord is doing, and has done over the past 28 and 35 years.

Working out

May 11th, 2009

So, I’ve been trying for awhile to get back into the routine of going to the gym. For awhile, I was going to our gym before work, but just couldn’t keep up getting up at 5 every morning. I am not a morning person.

So, in February, we were already planning to join a new gym. However, going in the evening totally kills the evening: I leave the house at 8 most mornings, and don’t get back until at least 6. If we go to the gym after that, that means not eating until 7, but we try to get to bed by 10. It’s even worse if we eat first. Add to that community group on Wednesdays, sound most Thursdays, and that pretty much kills any momentum you try to build.

However, the gym has a location about 5 minutes from my office. That means that, including drive time, changing and showering, I can squeeze a 30 minute workout in. A little aerobic, some weights, enough to get the heartrate up for awhile and work the muscles. Not my dream workout, but doing that 4 times a week, plus at least a good workout on the weekend, and we might be getting somewhere.

So, all of that backstory to get to the meat of my post. Working out in suburbia in the middle of the day is a bit odd. I sorta expected it to be empty. However, there were a couple of stereotypical “soccer moms”, but a bunch of, shall we say, seniors of the community. So, there I am, changing the leg curl machine from 20 lbs to 130, and thinking about Andrea’s grandmother, and the conversations Andrea and I have been having about being active now, so that we can stay active longer. With P.O.D. blasting on my iPod. Yeah.

Oh, and climbing the two flights of stairs back up to the office was not fun after working my legs. Just in case you were wondering.

Brushing off the cobwebs

December 11th, 2008

Ok, it’s been too long since I’ve posted here. Sorry about that. I just updated Wordpress, so maybe that’ll push me to do a little work around here.