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The Power of Compassion
This time of year, everyone is thinking about the Spirit of Christmas. This is the season when we buy up all sorts of presents for loved ones and friends to bless them and see the wonderful smiles on their faces. To countless thousands of children all over the world, Christmas is meaningless – how can they share in the joy of the season when they huddle together with their families for warmth and survival in little grass huts… if they have any shelter at all.
Compassion International is a Christ-centered organization who reaches out to countless children all over the world and brings them the Gospel of Jesus along with food, shelter, medical treatment, schooling, and so much more! 80% of all their donations go directly to the children in need and their families. With an operating cost of only 20% of all donations, this is one of the most effective gifts you can give! This year, would you consider giving to a child in need? Our friend, Kingdom Mama is sponsoring a contest for all of those who decide to donate Compassion this year. The winner of the grand prize (drawn by the mayor of Red River, NM) will include a 3 night stay at the Golden Eagle Lodge in Red River in beautiful New Mexico for 6 people as well as other great prizes and the opportunity to meet Kingdom Mama and her family. Having met this woman myself, I can whole heartedly say that she displays the love of Christ to all she comes into contact with.
Would you prayerfully consider giving a one-time gift this Christmas season? Or even better, consider sponsoring one of these precious little children? If you wish to do so, please click the link below to donate to Compassion and then follow the advertisement on the right side-bar or below to enter the contest with Kingdom Mamma. Be sure to read her directions for multiple entry opportunities!
We personally sponsor a little boy name Lucas over in Brazil and have been incredibly blessed by his little drawings and letters – not to mention the knowledge that by a small sacrifice on our part, the Kingdom of God is being taught to him and he will have better opportunities for a complete education.
God Bless and have a very Merry Christmas!
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Long Time Coming
I know it’s been a while since I’ve posted anything and I apologize for the delay. Sometimes, life gets in the way and you just need a bit of a break. Well, I’m back and I’m going to do my best to keep these posts coming as often as possible!
Many of you are aware that Melissa’s due date is in 6 days, December 5th. So far, nothing to report in terms of anything exciting or “signs” of labor. We will be going to the doctor again on Wednesday for another ultrasound just to check on how Caleb is doing, how big he is, etc. Our biggest prayer is that Melissa have a healthy and perfect delivery and prayerfully, that will not include being induced. If you could keep us all in your prayers, we’d appreciate it. We want this little guy to come when in God’s perfect timing, not anyone else’s.
During this time of waiting, I find that I keep growing more and more anxious. Not anxious in a nervous sense of the word, but just growing more and more anxious to meet my son. I know my darling wife is ready to meet him too. We want to hold him in our arms, cuddle him, make ridiculous baby noises and generally make fools out of ourselves for him… but isn’t that the great thing about being a new parent? You can make all these goofy and silly noises and faces and no one thinks you’re being weird! I love it!
I keep finding myself day-dreaming about what it will be like when we come home with a new baby. The joys, the struggles, the lack of sleep, and all the other amazing and incredible things that will happen. It’s such a new concept, a foreign concept really, that I’m going to be a daddy. I always knew in the back of my mind that I wanted kids – but never has it been so close at hand. I can almost see it coming. The surreality is still here, but I know it’s reality and will soon be the new normal for us. Just think that this little family of Melissa and Matthew will soon be a threesome, and someday a “many-moresome”. What kind of life will we have? Will our children follow in the footsteps of Jesus all the days of their lives? Will I be able to provide for them not just monetarily, but spiritually as the representation of Christ to them? These are all the questions that run through my mind each and every day. I know that we are ready – as ready as anyone can be that is. We’ve had 9 months to prepare ourselves, our home, our lives, and our hearts for the arrival of our little gift from God. I just pray that as Caleb enters into this world, that I will be the best husband I can be to my wife as she will always come first in my life second only to the Lord – and that I will be the best daddy I can be to our little son.
All The Small Things
I don’t know about you, but I so often find myself obsessing over the small things in life – things that have no true impact or meaning in our lives. And yet I still focus on them like a laser beam with my determination un-thwarted by any external influences. This blog is a personal confession. I pray that someday when my children read this, they will be able to learn from their father’s mistakes and not repeat them.
There have been countless times in my life and certainly many times in our marriage when I’ve obsessed about something that is seemingly insignificant. Melissa calls it “freight training” – that laser sharp focus that we men can get when we expend so much energy into doing a certain task, or achieving a certain end result that we desire. It is our strength as men to be able to see things through and never give up even when there seems to be no answer or solution. We can persevere in difficulty – affording our families protection, security, and peace as we take the brunt of the stress or “grunt” work and filter it down so our wives and children can be at ease. I love my job as a husband and father. I don’t regret it for a minute! God designed man’s heart to be strong and courageous to stand in the gap and be there for his family at all costs.
What I describe above is the strength of our personality – but to every strength there is a weakness embedded deep inside. That weakness becomes evident when we allow our selfish nature to take control. You see, from an early age I exhibited signs of discontentment with nearly every “thing” I had or was given. I would obsess about a new toy for a few days and then it would be thrown in the corner and forgotten as I sought out a new toy. This pattern followed me into adulthood as I would end up owning owing on more than 15 vehicles from age 16-28. That doesn’t even scratch the surface of all the gadgets and gizmos and “toys” that I have purchased for myself.

It wasn’t until a good year into our marriage that God began the slow and painful process of breaking this weakness (dare I say, addiction) from me. Without the power of the Holy Spirit in my life and the strong convictions of my wife, I wouldn’t be where I am today – a recovering “thing-obsessor” (I don’t believe that’s a real word, but this is my blog and for golly gee sakes I’m gonna make it a word
).
The story that this blog is centered on is only the most recent in a long history of selfish mistakes that I’m not proud of. Just a couple of weeks ago I was happy and content with my cell phone. I was sure that my service provider was the best one out there. That was until I started to hear rumors of problems that people were having. They sounded like the same problems that had been annoyances that I had just looked past and ignored over the past few months. I talked to more and more people who all preached that my service provider was not sufficient. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t blame anyone for my actions, I just took well meaning advice and allowed it to become a seed of discontent in my heart. I began noticing all the small things. All the things that normally I would ignore and began to build a mental list of grievances against this company. “Surely we are being taken advantage of by this evil corporation!” I told myself over and over until I believed it. Then my folks who are on the same plan with us mentioned some problems they had been having with the service and I took that as the end of the world time to take action.
The laser beam activated and honed in on the management of our cell provider. I persisted in calling and complaining about the grievances I had with them (all of them valid and true although I did take every opportunity to explain how horrible it was when in reality, we were still able to use our phones for the most part and it didn’t affect our daily lives). I estimate that I spent about 5 hours on the phone over the course of a week or two trying to get them to let us out of our contracts so we could change to a provider who didn’t have the “problems” they did. I wasn’t able to get my wishes fulfilled, but at the final conversation with an area manager, he hinted that he would be happy to give us a free upgraded phone. In that moment, all the good intentions of getting my family a better plan and fixing it all went down the tubes. Did I hear him say “free upgrade”? My ears tingled with excitement as I started dreaming of a shiny new phone that’s even better than my perfectly sufficient phone I had owned for 6 months. Well, enter the selfishness. I requested the free upgrade and he granted it. No sooner had I hung up that I was off to the store to get my free phone. I ended up getting a nicer phone and a nice gift card to the store I bought it from so not only was it “free”, but they paid me to get the phone! I was in hog heaven!
That was until my darling wife called me out on the carpet about it. (She has a wonderful way of seeing right through the veils I try to put up to hide my selfishness… thank God she can!) We had a disagreement about it and I finally admitted that I was being selfish and had taken advantage of the situation for my own benefit. I repented after a lot of searching of my heart because I realized I had done the very thing that God had been setting me free from over the past 2 and a half years. The old flesh reared it’s head and I stepped aside.
In the end, I decided to keep the phone instead of taking it straight back to the store – it’s hard to turn down a very helpful amount of money on a gift card to the same store we shop for groceries at! Coming into this season and on the eve of having our first child, the money can sure help us out. And speaking to the truth of the problems I had been having, the new phone did indeed fix those problems but the motivation behind it was wrong from the beginning. I set out with good intentions but they very quickly turned into selfish motivation.
Why am I sharing this with you? Because I want to warn you who struggle with this as well as a clear warning for my son and future children. Don’t allow yourself to be controlled by the small things in this world. The only thing that is important in this life – the only things that you can take with you when you leave this earth is people. People are what is important. And how do you obtain and keep people around you? Be selfless, giving, honoring, a man or woman of honor, kind, and most important, a light that shines for Jesus. Only in our service to others will we find true happiness. Only in living life in Jesus together with other souls like my family and friends will we ever find true contentment.
Oh – the new phone I got? It’s great and all, but it’s already yesterday’s news to me. What I want now is to give my time and my energy and my laser beam focus to those who I hold most dear in my life.
Stains and Other Mishaps, the Wife’s Perspective
Welcome to your first guest blog from Melissa!
Matt and I could turn this Stains and Other Mishaps thing into a whole devotional series, eh?
Matt did such a great job expressing the spiritual lessons we’ve learned the past few weeks through our foibles – I wanted to share something that happened in my heart as a wife with our carpet stain catastrophe.
We have such power with our words and actions. With a single word we can build our spouse up, or cut them to shreds. It is a decision we have a split second to make, but that split second determines how the next ten minutes, the next hour, the next entire day is going to go.
So here is what happened from my perspective on that fateful Sunday morning:
I was in our downstairs bathroom doing my makeup, sipping my tea, generally enjoying the fact that the day was going pretty smoothly. When I heard the crash from the deck and Matt’s exclamation of shock, my peace was immediately shattered. With great trepidation I peeked out of the bathroom – my eyes went straight to Matt, who was standing frozen in the middle of our deck in a puddle of stain, to the trail of dark brown spots on our beige carpet. “What happened?” I asked impatiently. “I dropped the can – it slipped out of my hand,” Matt replied. I could hear the extreme frustration in his voice. I drew my head back into the bathroom and stared at myself in the mirror for a moment. And I thought about…beans.
Yes, beans.
Several weeks ago at church, our senior pastor told a story. Pastor and his wife went over to the home of one of the associate pastors for dinner. When they arrived, the assoc. pastor’s wife greeted them with a smile and served them a wonderful meal, which included the most fantastic beans they had ever had. The assoc. pastor’s wife laughed lightly when they complimented her on the beans, and with a twinkle in her eye at her husband said “We’re lucky to have beans tonight – my husband was working in the basement and had to turn off the power for a little while and forgot about the crock pot. But I turned it back on when I came home for lunch and it had plenty of time to cook!”.
What’s interesting about that is she had a moment to make a choice when she walked in the door at lunch. She could have shouted down the basement stairs, “You moron, you turned off my crock pot!! Pastor and his wife are coming for dinner and the beans are RUINED!”. But she didn’t. She recognized that it was a mistake, turned the crock pot back on, gently reminded her husband to please be mindful of the crock pot, and went on with her day. Then, when she told the story that night, she had another choice: She could have told it in a manner that humiliated her husband and made him look foolish in front of his boss. But instead, she told it as a funny story without cutting her husband down. She understands the power of how her reactions affect others.
And somehow, as I was staring at myself in the mirror in the split second after the Great Stain Catastrophe, that entire story flashed through my mind. Beans. This was my Beans Moment. And I realized I had a massive responsibility – how I chose to respond in the next thirty seconds was going to set the tone for the entire rest of the morning, perhaps even the rest of the day. And we had a busy day ahead of us working with my mom’s ministry to women! Was I going to send us into that day at war or at peace?
With a deep breath (with which I inhaled the stench of fresh stain – blech!), I came out of the bathroom, and proceeded to give my husband what must have been the shock of his life. Instead of responding in anger, I calmly said “Honey, it’s okay – it was an accident. There’s nothing we can do about it right this second. Why don’t you get cleaned up, go take a shower, and we’ll worry about it later. It will still be here to deal with when we get home this evening.”
Long story short, we got out the door, to church, to my mom’s house, and through the rest of the day just fine. Joyfully, even! We had more fun that afternoon ministering with my mom and the ladies than we ever expected to. And the issue of the stain on the carpet got solved just fine, in its own time. (The smell took a little longer…)
What happened that morning really impacted me as a wife. We all hold a tremendous power with our spouses. With just one word or a simple tone of voice, we can either make our spouse feel like a superhero or we can cut their eg0 to shreds. When something happens, and we have that split-second between the event and our response, essentially we’re holding the power of life and death in our hands. Our response is going to determine how the rest of the situation unfolds. Wow. That’s pretty heavy stuff. And I’ll be the first person to admit I usually go with the power of death. My husband fully expected me to come flying out of the bathroom shrieking to high heaven about what an idiot he was to get stain on my carpet. And that, people, is just plain SAD. I have the ability to choose life over death, and most of the time I just default to death. I don’t even make an effort to choose.
And then I realized…my kids are going to be watching me, and learning from me. I have a responsibility to teach them to choose to respond in a lifegiving manner.
Ouch.
Like, OUCH.
But there’s hope! That Sunday morning, I proved to myself that I can choose life. And so I’ve made a commitment to choose life from now on. To respond not with words of anger, but with words of gentleness. To catch myself when I start speaking in a harsh tone and change it. Because I have the choice. Am I always going to do it perfectly? Of course not – that’s why God gives us grace and forgiveness. But the point is, I’m making the conscious decision to not go to the “default” setting any more.
Proverbs 25:11 – “A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in settings of silver.”
I hope from now on, whenever I have a Beans Moment, my words will resemble apples of gold more often than they resemble barbed arrows.
So…which are you going to choose the next time you have a Beans Moment?
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