JENNY - Remind me

June 30th, 2009

child whispersI am drawn to the contemplative writers. Contemplatives (since early Christian times) generally are given to periods of deep silent prayer, meditation, and may even live a life devoted to prayer in a monastery or convent. They carve out quiet spaces in order to experience the soul’s union with God. Many contemplatives also seek a balance between work and prayer. I recently set aside a lengthy time from my schedule for finding some balance and restoration for the health of my body, mind, and spirit. I was carving out my own quiet space. I thought of it as my “soul sabbatical.” I couldn’t wait for this time of meaningful solitude.

The first 2 weeks away (in GA) would be for helping my mom. The first week my husband would be there, too. After that I would stay at the lake house 45 minutes from her home and be available if she should need me. This was a time to assess her long term needs in a more realistic way than I could from my home in CO. Meanwhile, I could have a time of solitude and reflection and enter into the process of actively listening to the Holy Spirit.

I sort of divided my day into blocks for reading, praying, working (cleaning, gardening, etc.), creative expression and relaxing I took along a small library of books for my reading times. I got a new camera to give serious attention to re-developing my long-time love of photography. I packed my sun hat, sun shirt and sunblock for working outdoors. I took my ipod and speakers, my journals and pastels. I planned for everything I might need, including my favorite spices to cook with.

There were some specific requests I had for my time alone with God. There are some things I have considered irreconcilable, and I wanted to understand how to live my life with what can be reconciled and to recognize what can’t. Ultimately I wanted to remember who I am, so I asked God, “Remind me who I am.”

In all my planning I didn’t count on the series of mishaps, severe weather, and unexpected battles with creepy creatures that happened. But most of all I didn’t plan on people. I felt the silence and trickery of God (and I say this in the most loving way!) Except for a few small sightings, I didn’t think God was speaking. I didn’t have much chance to hear him because people kept showing up to interrupt my solitude.

People from my past came out of the woodwork. We spent time together and reconnected. They told me stories I had forgotten. There were God stories and funny stories of crazy stuff we did. One by one they described my impact on their life. And it was…gulp…positive! They updated me on people we both knew that I haven’t seen in 35 years! They shared their own stories with me and listened to mine. There is no way I could have orchestrated getting in contact with two of the people that God brought around. That’s right, I said, “God brought around”, because that’s how I see it now.

In my desire to reconnect with God and myself, I had no desire to connect with people. I did want to hear the Holy Spirit, but was surprised that he chose to use people to speak to me. People I knew, who knew me–not just writers whose profound words I could reflect upon. I am a big proponent of community, but ironically, I didn’t expect community to be a way God would answer my prayer.

I got very little time alone or time to rest on my “soul sabbatical.” I did get to see the entire spring season in GA with all of its glorious beauty which helped to restore my soul. And I was reminded of who I am, in a most unlikely way. I’ve found that it’s hard to really know who I am outside of the context of community and relationships–who I am with people. I believe we are put here to remind each other of who we really are. That began to happen for me on my trip.

Has it happened for you?
Have you reminded anyone else lately?

Breath of God

June 22nd, 2009

The following is a prayer Christine Sine recently posted at her blog, Godspace.  As we continue to focus on prayer as a community, may we feel the breath of God in wild and beautiful ways.  Enjoy.

O Breath of God,

You moved on the face of the waters and created order out of chaos…
Calm our hearts that we may hear you!

You who spoke light into darkness and pushed the shadows aside…
Drive out our fears and make your face shine upon us!

You who wrestled with Jacob and marked him as you Israel…
Dance with us in our clumsiness and teach us your ways!

We are what you make of us
So we give ourselves to you.

We have only what you have given us
So we give it all back to you.

We become only what you dream for us

As we learn…

over

and over again,

to say “Yes!”
to you…the One
who wrestles and dances
and creates and comforts
and dreams with us
with this world
with all that ever has been and ever will be,
Amen

holy

June 15th, 2009

dishes in sink

as we continue our conversations with God and each other, we are reminded that prayer is integrated into our daily life.   and that our daily life is holy.  God at work.  sinking into the beauty, the ordinary, the simple, the complicated.  our real lives.

enjoy the words of this song by carrie newcomer, from her song, “holy as a day is spent.”  it’s also found in the book, finding our way again: the return of ancient practices by brian mclaren (p. 181-182) it sure seems like a wonderful prayer to reflect on this week:

holy is the dish and the drain
the soap and sink, and the cup and plate
and the warm wool socks, and the cold white tile
showerheads and good dry towels
and frying eggs sound like psalms
with bits of salt measured in my palm
it’s all part of a sacrament
as holy as a day is spent

holy is the busy street
and cars that boom with passion’s beat
and the check out girl, counting change
and the hands that shook my hands today
and hymns of geese fly overhead
and spread their wings like their parents did
blessed be the dog, that runs in her sleep

to chase some wild and elusive thing
holy is the familiar room
and quiet moments in the afternoon
and folding sheets like folding hands
to pray as only laundry can
i’m letting go of all my fear
like autumn leaves made of earth and air
for the summer came and the summer went
as holy as a day is spent

holy is the place i stand
to give whatever small good i can
and the empty page, and the open book
redemption everywhere i look
unknowingly we slow our pace
in the shade of unexpected grace
and with grateful smiles and sad lament
as holy as a day is spent

and morning light sings “providence”
as holy as a day is spent.

ANGELA - Take Care of the Orphans - part 2

June 1st, 2009

child\'s hand with heart lollipop
If you haven’t read Part 1 yet, read it here. This is a continued conversation with Angela, who is passionate about orphan care and issues of social justice. we are so thankful for her voice and passion!

social justice is when those who have a voice, power, leadership  use it on behalf of those who don’t.  what does  “giving voice to the voiceless” mean when it comes to orphans?

I think it means that we open our eyes wide (and our arms wider) to learn about their stories. That we do what we can to be informed about what is happening, and that we both advocate and act on their behalf.  Children really don’t hold a lot of value in the world’s economy, but in God’s economy, they do.   Lately, I’ve been spending time reading the first 4 books of the New Testament in the Bible: Matthew, Mark, Luke and John, and looking closely at the ‘red letters’ which were the words of Jesus. I want to live my life according to His teachings, and I think that as we follow the principles He lays out for us, then we will naturally be seeking out ways to give voice to the voiceless….

what are some small ways that people here, in broomfield, CO, can take a stand or work on behalf of justice for orphans?

I love many of Mother Teresa’s quotes. One that stands out to me, and I think about almost daily is “There are no great acts, only small acts done with great love.”  I love this, because I feel like it empowers us to do something. We aren’t going to solve the world’s orphan crisis, until we solve global poverty…and even then, there would still be orphans. The problem is huge. It is estimated that there are more than 143 million orphans world wide. That can be paralyzing. So… What can we really do about it?

Something.

We all can do something. That will look different for different people. For us, it meant adopting 2 kids that happened to have HIV. For others, it will mean adopting one child, or for some, 10 kids or more! For some people it will mean giving sacrificially so that others can adopt (they can give directly to someones adoption agency, or have a fund-raising event to help bring a child home) It could mean that you  decide to bring a foster child into your home, or that you provide respite care for an adoptive or foster parent. You could pray for and encourage your local foster care workers. Go to their office and ask them what their greatest needs are. You could sponsor an orphan overseas…pray for them…visit them. You could gather a small group of friends and sponsor an entire orphanage. It doesn’t end there, there is so much you could do…  A friend of mine is in process of converting her basement into a rent free apartment for a homeless teenage mom and her child. Is she serving orphans? I think she is. She is reaching out to someone who is without a family… and becoming a family to them. My challenge would be that you would pray and ask God where He wants you to move. And how. And then, do it. Do whatever small act He calls you to. I’m confident, that He will have something to say to you, if you ask.

Thanks, Angela! May we each consider what God is stirring up in us and act on it, whatever that may look like.

Note: here are some of Angela’s book suggestions for further reading about the orphan crisis and other social justice issues:

There is No Me Without You, by Melissa Fay Greene

The Red Letters: Living a Faith that Bleeds, by Tom Davis

Reckless Faith, Beth Guckenberger

Irresistible Revolution: Living as an Ordinary Radical, by Shane Claiborne (Okay, so that last one isn’t just about caring for the orphan, but if you haven’t read it yet, you must!) :)

ANGELA - Take Care of the Orphans

May 25th, 2009

baby hand with rosemany of us might not know this, but may is national foster care awareness month. the statistics are staggering, the number of kids in the US and abroad that are without families. as we focus in on justice this month, we cannot ignore the plight of these kids who need our voices, our help, our love, our support. angela and marrty are new to the refuge community and are passionate about orphan care & social justice. we asked angela to share from her heart a little of their journey to take a step of faith and adopt two HIV positive children from ethiopia. you can read more at their blog.

listen in..

as part of our justice series this month we are focusing in on various issues & raising awareness of certain groups who are marginalized, under-represented, oppressed.  you are passionate about orphan care.  where did that stirring come from?

Well, it didn’t come from me. I can’t take the credit. :) It really was the Spirit of God at work in my heart. The book in the Bible that I go back to most often is the book of James. Over the last 15 years I have read and reread it. One fall day in 07, I decided to read it again. (You see, I struggle with saying things I shouldn’t and the book of James gives some good encouragement in that area! That is why it is my go-to book!)  This time, I didn’t make it to that passage in Chapter 3. I couldn’t get passed vs. 27 of Chapter 1!!

“Pure and lasting religion in the sight of God is to take care of widows and orphans in their distress, and not to be corrupted by the world”.

God spoke directly to my heart as I read that verse. I knew that it was Him who stopped me from reading. I can’t explain it, but I knew that He wanted me to do something about the current orphan crisis.  At that time I thought my husband wouldn’t be open to more than the 2 children we already had, and I hadn’t really seriously considered adoption before…. I told the Lord that I would do anything He asked of me…but pleaded for Him to please tell Marrty so I didn’t have to! What I didn’t know then was that God was already at work in Marrty’s heart as well. A few weeks later Marrty came to me (without me saying anything about my secret prayers) and asked me to listen to some podcasts…on adoption!! Less than a year later we were in Ethiopia, holding our 2 youngest children.

as you’ve been researching, listening, learning more about this issue, what are some things that stand out that most people don’t know about the plight of orphans domestically and abroad?

I think what continues to burden my heart is that there are so many children, both here in the U.S. and abroad that need parents. They are just little kids, who want a mommy and daddy to read to them and tuck them in at night. I recently attended the Summit Orphan Care conference in Dallas, TX. During the conference someone spoke who had grown up in foster care… They spoke about how they didn’t care if their mom was black or white or purple…old or young or in between… they just wanted a mom to love them. Any size or shape would do. It breaks my heart that even here in the U.S. where we have every resource readily available to us, still there are kids in desperate need.

Overseas, the kids are the same. They just want to belong to someone.  I think one thing that struck me is that it is the LUCKY ones who make it into orphanages…for every one child in an orphanage there are numerous more out there who are fending for themselves…alone, and without hope. They are in need of good nutrition, clean water, medication…and love.

There are children out there….young children…who have lost parents due to poverty, or the HIV crisis and are now the heads of their houshold. They are trying to survive,  and often have to resort to selling their bodies for a loaf of bread to feed themselves and their younger siblings. They are getting HIV in the process of trying to survive. Who will speak for them? Who will give them voice? Who will stand with them, and love them?

How did you decide to adopt 2 kids who are HIV+?

After Marrty and I decided to adopt from Ethiopia, I began to read a lot of adoption blogs. One day I came across a blog of a mom with 10 kids. Her youngest was from Ethiopia and she was in process to go back for number 11, also from Ethiopia. These kids were really really adorable and I fell for their sweet smiles and spunk.  One day she wrote about the fact that her youngest daughter had HIV. I was shocked. “What?!?” I thought. “How could this be?!  I mean…she is chubby, and healthy, and full of life!! Shouldn’t she be sick looking? And…I didn’t even know it was legal to adopt a kid with HIV…. Isn’t she worried about her other 9 kids getting it?!” I had a million questions and I immediately wrote her and began asking her questions about HIV and the possibility of adopting a child with HIV.

She graciously wrote me back, and answered my questions, and even put me in touch with a few other moms who had adopted kids with HIV. The more I learned, the less scary it seemed. In fact, the more I learned, the more I felt I had no reason NOT to adopt a kid with HIV. Afterall, there were people lining up and waiting for healthy infants and toddlers while these kids with HIV were standing in line for parents. It didn’t make sense to me. Why would someone not want to step up for these kiddos. HIV, I learned, is a chronic but manageable disease in the U.S. The treatment is even better than the treatments available for diabetes or rheumatioid arthritis. I knew God was speaking again.  When Marrty got home that afternoon I asked him “Would you consider adopting a kid with HIV?” to which he grunted a short “No.”   :)    “Okay” I said and left it at that.  The very next day he walked in the door and said “I’m not saying ‘no’…”  and we went forward from there.

What have some of the responses been, both negative and positive?

We have found that most people don’t really know a lot about HIV, but they are willing to be educated. We haven’t really had any negative responses yet, for which I am very very thankful. Most people are thrilled to hear how treatable the disease is now and how far medication has come in the last 10 years.

what scared you the most about taking this step?

Everyone will tell you that the stigma is worse than the disease, and I feared that. It turns out that for us, it hasn’t really been an issue. It was scary to step out in faith and tell our families and friends, but everyone has been a huge support.

what are you learning about God’s heart as you dig more deeply into issues of justice on orphan’s behalf?

He is the Father to the fatherless…

social justice is when those who have a voice, power, leadership  use it on behalf of those who don’t.  what does  “giving voice to the voiceless” mean when it comes to orphans?  what are some small ways that people here, in broomfield, CO, can take a stand or work on behalf of justice for orphans?

answers to this question & more will be in Part 2, up next monday june 1st!

we are one

May 18th, 2009

people around a globewe started our justice conversation in may with a panel of 5 different voices who have somehow been affected by injustice.  issues of race, gender, domestic violence, mental illness, disabled children were put on the table.  understanding issues of justice and what it means for us individually & corporately requires listening to each other and recognizing that even though we might not understand how someone else feels, part of our responsibility as Christ-followers is to try to understand.  and, at the same time, to recognize that instead of division, the kingdom needs unity, a spirit-breathed recognition that we are always on both sides of justice—the abused and the abuser.  the oppressed and the oppressor.  a crazy mix of good and bad, beauty and ugliness, all at the same time.  recognizing this will help us shift the finger pointing and begin to notice how God is calling us to stand together on each other’s behalf. sam trujillo said it best.  they are one, because we are one.  check it out here:

“they are one” (audio file)

stand by me

May 11th, 2009

as we continue our conversations on justice this month, part of the challenge is to learn from each other, to value a diversity of voices, to recognize how desperately we all need each other.

check out this video:

JEFF - listen to what it’s like

May 5th, 2009

window with web design

for those of you don’t know, april was autism awareness month.  we have some amazing parents who are part of our community who are living with autism first hand in their families.  as we continue our conversations about justice, we are focused on listening to others & trying to learn from each other so we can gain understanding and continually ask God to show us what it means for us, for our community, for the Kingdom of God:

april was autism awareness month. share with everyone why you are so passionate about this issue.

As a case manager, my primary work revolves around families whose child–or children–are affected by autism.  I have worked with many families–wealthy and poor, white, black, and Latino–and almost all of them experience the same struggles with schools, with insurance, and with activities we take for granted.

As the father of a child with an autism spectrum disorder (ASD), I have had to put my education on the shelf, leave a wonderful job and move to another part of the state, and even decline pay raises to make sure my son had the services he needed.  It’s been very difficult but worth every bit.

what are some stigmas attached to autism that you see in your day to day work?

I am fortunate to work for an organization that serves individuals and families affected by ASD and other developmental and physical disabilities.  I don’t usually hear that sort of thing.

Out in the world is another thing altogether.  When my son talks a little too long on something he’s interested in, or has a meltdown in public, that’s when I see the “what’s wrong with him?” looks or the eye-rolling, or any of the other indications of disapproval that abound.

The worst thing in the work is when I see the same thing from the kids.  It just breaks my heart.  My son wants to have friends; he just doesn’t know how to make it work.

how has your family experienced first hand being marginalized or cast aside?

When I was in grad school, we lived in campus.  Bad idea.  My son, not diagnosed or getting any help at all, was running away from us, ignoring our calls to come back or stop, and was labelled as “undisciplined”.  We, of course, were not being “good parents” despite having two older children who were doing great.  Go figure.  In the end, we were asked by the school to “take a break” from class and to return once our therapists could attest we were okay to return.  We still havent returned.

Year after year, we have had to fight for the help we could easily prove our son needed.  Despite our education, we were often treated as though we wouldn’t understand what they were saying, or that they could somehow know more about our son than we did.

what do you wish more people knew about life with kids on the spectrum?

I have a friend that says, “When you’ve met one person on the spectrum, you’ve met only one person on the spectrum.”  These are kids that have the same needs as every other kiddo on the planet; they merely need some extra help in some areas. Get to know the child, and the family.  Moms, dads, and even the brothers and sisters all need support, too.

what words do you have for a parent who might just be finding out a diagnosis or feels really alone in their situation?

There are LOTS of parents out there, and they have been there.  There are organizations that can teach, guide, and support you.  Talk to them.  Let them help.  Dont forsake the other relationships in your lives:  your marriage, your other children, your friends.  Find time to keep those relationships going.  You will need them.

what have been the most helpful things to you in your journey?

I have a friend whose son, now a young man, also has an ASD.  He helped me understand that as the father of a child with a disabilities I would need to come to terms with the loss of one set of dreams for my son, and to embrace the possibility of a very different future for him.

My wife is amazing.  I was much slower in catching on than she was.  She has never stopped fighting for our son, and I have often had to rely on her to lead the way.  No one could be a better mom for him than she.

There is SOOO much to learn, and the information is always growing.  Getting connected to others–parents, organizations, newsletters–keeps me informed, and helps me understand how to keep going in this marathon.

what is the hardest part?

He wants to have friends, but doesn’t really know how.

Every day I see him struggle with those kinds of interactions that most of us do so easily.  Children his own age see him as “weird” and often avoid or openly exclude him.  It clearly hurts him, and I bounce from anger to heartbreak every time it happens. I don’t know what to do to really change that.

what are you learning about God and the kingdom on your journey?

God is the ultimate multi-tasker, and is never caught by surprise by those situations that will freak me out.  Looking back, I can see how God was working in past situations to care for us in our current situation, and I know that God is “working things together” in our current situation to address things that haven’t even happened yet.

This would never have worked without the hands and feet of the “Kingdom”: our friends, family, and the “big C” Church, who were there for us when we needed.  It truly takes a village to raise a child, and ours is no exception.

what brings you hope?

I’m not one to quote Scripture, but Romans 5: 3-4 frequently comes into my mind when things get crazy:

“…but we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope.”

I don’t think I actually “rejoice” in my sufferings, but I do believe God has walked with us over these many years, and I know I am able to endure the day-to-day difficulties because I know God is still with staying with me in all of it.  I am full of hope: that (mostly) enthusiastic anticipation that the future has amazing–and not-so-amazing things–in store for me, for my son and for our whole family, and that God will continue to be there with us though it all.

extensions of the refuge

April 27th, 2009

window with web designa few weeks ago at our 3 year birthday party we created a space to share all of the different ministries, organizations, kids, and missionaries we support locally, globally.  the beauty of sharing is a reminder of how far and wide our little community extends its heart in tangible ways.  many were missing that evening, but here’s what people wrote.  if you have more that didn’t make it here, add a comment.  may we continue to be generous with our money, our time, our hearts…

ministries people support:
·         milehigh ministries
·         home-pdx
·         restoration village
·         christians for biblical equality
·         torn curtain arts
·         dry bones
·         cherish uganda
·         international family missions
·         oasis international
·         servants in Christ
·         compassion international
·         world vision
·         K-LOVE
·         come let’s dance
·         young life
·         mountain area pregnancy care center
·         joshua station
·         hope2others
·         beautiful savior lutheran school
·         mercy ministries

sponsored children:
·         6 thai kiddos through lightbridge international
·         2 kids in ethiopia
·         1 in mexico
·         evab in kenya
·         children at cherish uganda
·         caroline & sacki & sanu in uganda
·         pushba & 1 other in india
·         humphrey in tanzania
·         2 absolut adut
·         christian in ecuador
·         yasmita & 1 other in guatemala
·         1 in el salvador
·         1 in dominican republic
·         jackson in mumbai

missionaries supported in other countries & the US:
·         saudi arabia
·         nepal
·         thailand
·         uganda
·         russia
·         middle east
·         something that starts with a “w”!
·         seattle
·         denver
·         salt lake city
·         oakland

volunteer time at:
·         westwoods elementary
·         cambridge
·         dry bones
·         joshua station
·         the grange
·         boulder county
·         denver women’s prison
·         MOPS
·         st. louis
·         the refuge

a metaphor for us

April 20th, 2009

cupcake with candlesthe refuge is 3 years old!   it’s hard to believe that 3 years have passed & against all odds the refuge is alive and well.  as we celebrate what God has done and what we hope for in our future, take a look at this powerful clip that we think is the best picture of not just the refuge community but the upside down ways of the kingdom of God, beauty & glory in the least likely of places.

·         check it out here:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9lp0IWv8QZY

what does this stir up in you?