Monthly Archives: March 2012

Won’t You Be My Neighbor?

Growing up, Mr. Rogers’ Neighborhood was one of my favorite TV programs.  I can still see King Friday XIII and Lady Elaine in the Neighborhood of Make Believe.  I can hear Mr. Rogers singing his opening song asking me to be his neighbor while changing from his work shoes into sneakers and putting on a casual sweater.

Fred Rogers had a way with kids.  His ability to be himself on camera and speak to children about real issues like fear, war, divorce, and other tough topics connected with children and made an impact.  I can still hear the sounds of the trolley coming on-screen to take us to the land of make-believe.  Fred Rogers is quoted as saying one of the greatest gifts you can give somebody is “the gift of your authentic self.”

So often, as Christians, we are not our authentic selves.  We go to church and are one type of person and then come home and are someone else to our kids.  Someone in public who seems happy and friendly to strangers then turns to her husband and is rude and impatient.  It’s like we transport ourselves from the neighborhood of make-believe (real world) into the reality of home.

Reading John 1:14 in The Message made me think of good ‘ole Mr. Rogers.  It says, “The word became flesh and blood and moved into the neighborhood.”  This, of course, is referring to Jesus coming to earth as God, yet entirely man.  He moved into the neighborhood and was rejected by the very people with whom he should have had credibility.  He made such a difference every place he traveled that no one was the same after being in his presence.  People were healed, delivered, and set free from touching his robe.  Power moved into the neighborhood when Jesus came to town.

The Bible says that the same power that raised Christ from the dead actually LIVES in us, as Christians.  The power of God should be evident in our lives everywhere we go. If someone can’t look at our house and associate what moved into the neighborhood with Godliness, the fruit of the spirit, etc. then we are failing at our job as Christians.  Just as Mr. Rogers was known in his community as a friendly, kind neighbor who showed respect to everyone from Mr. McFeely the delivery man to Handyman Negri and Lady Aberlin, we should be to those God has placed us among.

Greg and I are praying daily for the neighbors we will meet in our new city in Australia.  Before we can speak to anyone about Jesus or invite them to church, they are going to know us as their neighbors.  They will know how we treat each other and our kids.  They will hear how we talk and whether we are “Negative Nelly’s” or full of life and positivity.  Our goal is to serve those around us and have an impact through friendship and neighborly love.  This will be pleasing to God and will make room for his Holy Spirit to move them toward a relationship with Him.

So in the words of Fred Rogers, I pray our neighbors will say:

“I’ve always wanted to have a neighbor just like you.
I’ve always wanted to live in a neighborhood with you.”

Jump In!

I have always been intimidated by water.  I’m not a strong swimmer so being in water with people splashing around me or in the ocean with big waves makes me nervous.  I don’t like the feeling of being in over my head.  Training for a triathlon in college was the first time I learned to swim with a proper stroke, wearing goggles and a swim cap.  My coach taught me an important lesson the first day.  I was so tired after just 50 meters because I was fighting the water instead of letting it hold me up.  When I learned to relax and go with it, I actually found a smooth stroke and could swim for ages.  I had to trust her advice and have courage to try this new approach before it would work.

Courage isn’t just bravery or boldness.  Courage means we trust GOD in any situation despite our circumstances or fears.  It means having the audacity to step out in faith even when we don’t know what to expect or how big the task.  Courage that says we are willing to get in over our heads with God.  Wading out into unknown territory with Him instead of splashing around with our floaties on or staying where we can touch the bottom (having control), we let go.  Instead of fighting against his will, we learn to relax in his embrace, letting him guide us.

This reminds me of a vision God spoke through the prophet Ezekiel where water was gushing from the Temple; God was leading Ezekiel out where the water flowed.  He first describes it as being ankle deep, then knee deep, then thigh deep, then a river that was so deep he could not touch the bottom.

Many interpret this vision as the gospel going out into the earth, starting small and growing into an overwhelming force;  it could be the process of the work of grace in our hearts as we learn to let God take over every part of our being.

I, however, think about courage when I read this passage.

It takes courage to trust God to lead us through any situation.  No matter how big the waves of life crash against us, no matter how muddy the bottom (our future) may seem, be courageous.  Choose courage no matter what lurks around the next bend in the river.  The undertow seeks to get us off course, but God gives us the determination, fortitude and endurance to withstand it all. Courage is not a genetic trait like our height or skin color.  We aren’t born with courage.  We choose courage every time we can’t control our circumstances, yet wade in a little deeper with God anyway.

God isn’t going to lose us on his depth finder.  When we wash away in his will and his plans, he sees us.  Like the inter tube holds us afloat on a lazy river, God’s loving arms are holding us no matter how deep the water gets.  If you can swim, it makes no difference if the water is 10 feet deep or 100.  If you are jumping in, you’re getting wet.  No use in trying to keep your hair dry.

As we embark on this journey to plant a church in Australia, there are those who think what we are doing is crazy.  Some admire us for taking a leap to start over our lives at our ages and with three children.  Many people have said they could never do what we are doing.

We are not brave.  We’re not special.  We are choosing to trust God.  And when fear starts to creep in, I lay back and let His living water hold me up.  When you know that God has called you to do something, you can let it sweep you off your feet.  You can step in past your ankles.  You can melt away and let God’s path take you anywhere. Even all the way across the Pacific Ocean.

Nostalgia

Nostalgia has me over this week as I think of everything I will be saying goodbye to next month.  Transition is always a good time to reflect on the things you care about. Here are a few local loves I’ll miss in no particular order:

Tex-Mex

Chuys, Juarez Bakery, Taco Cabana, I love you all!

Baseball

I'll miss you every spring!

Dell Diamond and RR Express

Hook 'Em!

Church

Home!

Friends

AdvoCare Friends

Cookie & D'Ann lovin' on Sam in the nursery!

Brett & Syd with my BFFs daughters Claire & Stella

Church Family

 Mom

Since the beginning!

Cox Elementary

Brett's wonderful public school

My Neighborhood

My Hood

Home for 7 years

My Backyard

Gym

Shopping

My Favorite

Barton Creek Mall

The Domain