8.25.2013


Despite Love Himself being infinite, He didn't create our hearts with an infinite capacity. I am learning that there are only so many things we can spend our time and energy loving and caring about. I'd like it if every single friend was my best friend. I'd like to be able to call or email everyone on my facebook friends list. I'd like to obsess about every single one of my clients until I solve every single one of their problems. But I can't, no matter how much I want to. I'm a big fan of choice, and I believe that within the limits of your circumstances (where you live or were raised, your family atmosphere, et cetera, all of which in part determine what you place importance on) you can chose what to fill your heart with. What matters to you? What has a proper place in your heart?

I was reading a fantastic article on young men in the church and the poverty of male leadership. The author was in part blaming pornography, and here was their reasoning: porn takes a guy (or girl's) focus away from God dirties the person's heart. Not only that, but then the person who looks at porn often uses precious time and energy hiding this addiction, in the process lying and distancing himself from others (like mentors, etc). Their time and energy can easily be eaten up by this disease of pornography. And don't worry, whoever you are reading this, the "secret" will eventually come out. Now, that's a pretty harsh example, but aren't we doing this every day? Filling our time with endless episodes of TV shows, scrolling for hours through Facebook (guilty), reading novels constantly, worrying about the latest fashion trends or gossip or politics or (insert trivial thing here). 

Here's a little experiment. What do you spend the most time talking about? Do you know someone who talks on and on about their favorite TV show as if it were something happening in real life? The Bible says something about this. "The good person out of the good treasure of his heart produces good, and the evil person out of his evil treasure produces evil, for out of the abundance of the heart his mouth speaks." (Luke 6:45) 

What are you guarding in your heart? What do you treasure and spend your time and energy on? I know for me, for the first three weeks of my new job I was obsessing over my clients' situations, trying to figure out every possible way to help and fix and do for them what they hadn't been able to do for themselves. When I called my parents, that's all I'd talk about (within the bounds of confidentiality, of course). And when I wasn't at work or thinking about work, I'd be sitting watching a TV episode on my computer, or reading a novel to "unwind", because I knew I needed to take care of myself. None of these are bad things, of course. Not in moderation. But I wasn't doing ANYTHING else with my life. And since when is my life about me anyway? One day someone finally called me out. You see, since I'd returned from Brasil, of my dearest Brasilian friends and I talked almost every day using a texting application called Viber. We'd promised to Skype each other often and keep in touch. I have other Brasilian friends I've made, too, people who aren't Christians who God blessed me to be able to share His gospel with over the summer. Well, my friend just up and asks me "Mindi, how long has it been since you've talked to Rosa?" See, I'd usually discuss with this friend of mine how my conversations about God were going with my other friend, Rosa. Boom. Just like that. I answered that it'd been weeks. Weeks. She had expressed that she already felt like she was bothering me by emailing back and forth. I'd assured her she wasn't, that we were friends, and I loved to keep in touch with her and talk with her. I do. I love her very much. But I'd let something else consume me to the point of ignoring a precious soul who is reaching out for the love of God. More than that, my friend's example was glaring at me. I hadn't called him in a week, we barely texted, and we hadn't Skyped since I moved down to OKC. But he wasn't concerned about how I was hurting him: he cared about Rosa, who was teetering on the edge of faith in God. I couldn't even tell you the last time I had opened my Bible for myself at that point, let alone in conversation with another. And Rosa and my other Brasilian friend aren't the only two I've been neglecting. I don't even know any details of my best friend's wedding, which is in December, because I haven't taken the time to call her. 

I've been failing, my friends, and I'm ashamed. Help me. Tell me if I've not been talking with you like you'd like. YOU, as my friends and family, come first in my life. I know I haven't proven it but trust me when I tell you I love you more than anything and I want to keep in touch with you. I don't want to be consumed by the things that don't matter. I want to squeeze every moment out of every day, living each to its fullest. I want to pour out the love in my heart, my time, and my energy on those who deserve it. Not some stupid TV show so I can "veg out" after a hard day at work. Not hopelessly thinking about all the things I should have done during the day at work (since I can't change these things after the client walks out of the room, anyway). But thinking about, praying for or with, and loving YOU, those are what I choose as my priorities. 


Philippians 4:5-8 "Let your reasonableness be known to everyone. The Lord is at hand; do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things."

Matthew 6:25-27, 32-33 "Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing? Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life?... For the Gentiles seek after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them all. But seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be added to you."

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3.27.2013



Listen up, everyone! I'm graduating with my undergraduate degree April 26th and my birthday is April 29th. I've heard some ask what they can get me for a graduation or birthday gift.
I have decided to donate both my graduation and my birthday and I would be really honored if you would support the mission closest to my heart instead of getting me a gift. I spent Summer 2011 in Niterói, Brasil, serving with the O Caminho Church there. This church is currently seeking to build their own building to expand the size and get rid of the extremely high cost of renting. Details of how to donate are on the website linked below. Anything you could give is so very much appreciated and I thank you in advance! If you would put in the memo line or instructions that you're donating for my birthday or graduation that'd be great so that I know who to thank. If you prefer to remain anonymous, that's okay, too. Thank you so much! I believe in the Niterói mission with my whole heart!

http://www.niteroimission.com/building-project-overview/how-to-give/

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10.29.2011





"Lord, you know the hopes of the helpless. Surely you will hear their cries and comfort them. You will bring justice to the orphans and the oppressed, so mere people can no longer terrify them."  -Psalm 10:17-18
Oh, and God, when you hear their cries, though I know I'm not perfect, please use me to comfort them. When justice is brought to the little orphans and your people who are oppressed, open my eyes to see it and let Your Spirit work through me to be that change You and I both want to see in the world. Use me to shine Your love to the unloved, the helpless and those who feel they're worthless. Open my eyes and show Your people their worth. Redeem them, Lord. Use me for Your mission in a powerful way so no one in my life ever feels forgotten, worthless, depressed, or hopeless. Speak Your words of truth and love into their lives and their souls, God. I've been there. I know how it is to be lonely and forgotten, written off as worthless to the world and measured against giants. I've had my back against the wall. I've messed up and forsaken You time after time. But God, my face is toward You and my eyes are fixed on Your glory. Open them to see how You want to use me to show them Your kingdom. Turn my face toward those who need Your love. God, I love You and I want to see you smile down on me in pride. I want to see Your face beaming. I want to do things for You as You've done so much for me, redeeming me completely. I know I'll never measure up, but I want to try my best to give back to You in our relationship. 

I surrender my talents: my smile, my words, my eyes, my ears, my heart, my hands and feet. They're all too small but I'll grin from ear to ear, speak words of love, have a vision for the world as You intend it to look and see Your people through Your eyes, listen with an open, sharp mind to use every opportunity You set before me, clean out my heart and make room for any who seek refuge in You, use my hands for only gentleness, healing, comfort, and honest work, and always walk where You walk in the world. God, I love You, and I see how You love me. It's the most wonderful thing, and even better to know You think everyone in this world is just as great as I am. I promise all of these things. 

I know I'll fail, though I’ll strive with all I am not to. My smile will sometimes falter in the storms of life, my words will tear others down when I forget how You see me and how You see them, my eyes will look upon things unlovely, un-noble, and unrighteous, they’ll be harsh and hard toward people unlike myself when I remove the lens of Your love, I’ll shut my ears against those who are hurting, insensitive and unforgiving when they fall as I forget that You paid for THEIR redemption, just like mine. The space in my heart will fill up with fruitless pursuits, idleness, and ugliness when I kick You off its throne. Sometimes my hands will tear down and lash out; they’ll pick up the hammer to drive the nails further into Your hands upon that cross as I insist that my own way is the best, and my feet will refuse to move or walk the wrong way when I can’t see You working in the world.

I know this may all happen, and I know You deserve better. So I’ll be better. Every day, I promise I will. You deserve me at my best, God, because You’ve set Your hope and trust in me and made me a steward, a caretaker, of Your world and everything in it. Amen.

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So, it's been a while. The reason?
I got back from Brasil and life went crazy. My grandma passed away. Two days later my niece (pictured below) was born. I soaked up as much time as possible with my parents and my guy and then it was back to the grindstone of classes. Classes this semester are extraordinarily time-consuming. Why? Even though I'm a junior I decided to take my senior capstone psychology course (that's my major). It's a year-long course that I swear should be worth more than 3 credit hours. There's not a lot of academic material, and only two exams counting the final. The problem is the research project. We have to design our own psychological experiments and then do them. This semester is a bit easier, as we're only going to be presenting in front of our peers and psychology professors. However, there's a huge pressure to get it right because next semester we'll be designing another experiment, doing it, then presenting our results at OPS, which is Oklahoma's psychologists/mental health professionals all together critiquing us and listening to our research. It's quite intimidating. Sooooo, yeah. That's what I've been spending all my time on, in addition to studying for all of my other classes. Weeeee. Anywho.

Here's a photo of my cute niece just for you!

I promise to update my Brasil blog soon with some final thoughts. 

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6.14.2011


  • An impromptu trip to Chicago should be for spontaneous fun, not because you’re told that very day that unless you do, you will not be receiving your visa in time to make your $1200 international flight and you will have to eat like $500 or $600 in changing your ticket. Long story short, 30 hours, over 800 miles, and a very grumpy agent at the consulate later, I’m guaranteed my visa. The company handling it should pick it up Wednesday and overnight Fedex it to me. That being said, this company hasn’t been very on the ball about things, so I’ll be emailing and calling them every couple hours today and again in the morning to make sure they pick it up.
Kinda foggy, but still. the buildings where we were are on my favorite blocks, close to Millennium Park!

  • Moms are fantastic for things like making said trip with you because you’re awful at driving in the city (really I  and couldn’t have made it without her/paying for it. I appreciate her and Dad so much. I’d be absolutely lost without them.

  • I leave for Brazil in exactly 7 days. Holy what?! Ohjeezeohjeezeohjeeze. I’m traveling. By myself. Internationally! To Rio de Janeiro! I’m excited beyond belief, but slightly nervous. Not about traveling alone because I’ll be alone and I’m scared, but because I get lost like you wouldn’t believe. Far too easily. And I haven’t flown since I was 5, nor have I even set foot IN an airport since, so I sure as heck have no recollection how airports work. Oh boy. I hope security doesn’t tackle me because my prosthetic leg’s titanium. Hehe. That’ll be an adventure.

  •  I’m ridiculously sleepy today. Thank you rainy weather plus not enough sleep.

  •  Packing is not my forte. In fact, I despise it.

  • There’s this guy. Yeah, he’s come to mean a lot to me. I’ll spare you the Swiss and Cheddar, but I have to tell you that stopped by the side of the road and picked me a large bunch of my favorite flowers, lilies. These were the big orange tiger lilies that are currently taking over the world here in MO. Yeah, he’s pretty swell. I’m in awe of how God’s blessed me with him in my life.

  • It was my goal to re-read “Living God’s Love”, a book by Earl Lavender and Gary Holloway that I highly recommend to ANY Christian. Anyway, I was gonna read and journal through it, because I read it and wrote a paper/ did a presentation over it for a class I had last fall, but it holds a wealth of information and I find myself finding something new every time I pick it up. Point is, I didn’t make it through.

  • I also wanted to journal through a study of the Psalms with said amazing guy in 30 days. We’re not keeping on top of it, which is frustrating. I’m going to try so hard to do that on my plane ride (14 hours each way).  I treasure the Psalms so much. I see the intimacy of God with His people through them, and they reveal many aspects of God’s character, which is so wonderful!

  •  Last Monday 3 of my best friends and I traveled to Joplin to help out. I can’t get the experience out of my head. It was humbling and both heartbreaking and heartening at the same time as we saw the devastation and watched and helped people as they strived to pick up their lives. If there were one word to describe the people of Joplin it would be resilient. They’re so strong and determined to pick up the pieces to create something beautiful. I’m going back down with my best friend’s parents and hopefully some more people on Friday. We have to be down there at 7:30am, which means leaving the church at 4:30 am. W00t for early mornings. I can’t wait to see the sun rise.

  • I haven’t been responsible about a lot of things this summer (namely, I didn’t get a job for the 6 weeks I was home), and though I regret that, it’s been a crazy amazing summer so far and I can’t wait to see what God has in store for me. I love this awful beautiful life that He’s given me and I enjoy so much getting to share a relationship with Him with His people. I LOVE IT. 

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5.25.2011


If I get full of me pour me out over the sink drain;
I'm not worth much if it's just me. I can't help a thing...
There's nothing that's so small to live for as my own fame.
But when I get full of You, pour me out over the fields of Your harvest;
Wherever You need me I'll give my best.
For You and Your people my heart beats straight out of my chest.

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5.20.2011


There's a link. At the top of the page. It says "Internship".
CLICK IT.

This is where I will be keeping my journal/blog all about Niterói, Brasil, which, if you didn't know, is the city I will be living in for 6 weeks as an intern to a wonderful missionary team. I'm so very excited.

If you can't figure out the link... click here.

Also, please donate! I know the photos probably aren't worth $20, you will be helping me get to Brazil. I still have $1200 to raise by this day in June. Click here to find out how and details on the trip.

Love to you all!

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5.18.2011


While looking for a new journal out of my thousands to write down a Bible study in, I stumbled across something I wrote pre-2006. I used to write a lot of poetry... Most of it, reading with fresh eyes, was mediocre at best. Here's one, though, that shows quite a bit of wisdom for me at that age and is still what my heart cries today. Pardon the awful rhyme and meter. I was, after all, only 14.

Free
To kiss the hands that took the nails for me.
To look to Him when the old self wants to flee.
To hear the sweet voice of redemption itself.
To know I don't need earthly wealth;
this is what it is to be free.

To read the words He spoke for me.
To feel His loving around me.
To walk, carrying my cross up that hill.
To listen and know when I can't, He will;
this is what it means to be free.

When I am weak, He is strong in me,
and when I fall to my knees,
He picks me up, giving me rest.
This is when I know I'm a child of the Best;
this is how it feels to be free.

Are you free to live in relationship with your Creator? Only His mercy and grace free us. Something else important to remember is that freedom isn't freedom to sin: it's freedom to participate in God's kingdom as it is here on earth (blog about that idea to follow shortly, so don't worry if you're confused). When you're in a relationship, whether that's a member of the opposite sex, or a friend, family member, or mentor, you want to please that person. THAT is what this poem is about. Being free to learn how to please our Creator and free to do just that. It's about relationship; relating to God, even though He's holy and quite the mystery in some ways. I am free to live in this world walking hand in hand with God the way He meant it to be; that's beautiful. Thank Him today for the generous reconciliation He gave us with the sacrifice of His son.



*Also in the news: I'm starting to formally study the Bible with the wonderful guy I'm dating. Look for my thoughts each day on that: we'll see what God has to teach us!

**Don't forget: I leave for Brazil on June 21st! There will definitely be posts about that, too! They'll be in the tabs at the top of the page.

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5.05.2011


Home Sweet Home
This going home thing never gets old. Never. I predict that when I’m 45, coming home from the mission field or wherever God’s got me, it’ll still be the same old joyful feeling, that feeling of belonging and rightness. 
Tonight I’m going to a local concert with some of my favorite bands and one of my new favorite people. It’s gonna be swell. I’ve missed participating in the music scene! The only drawback is that it takes 2 hours to get to anywhere with a decent concert around here. Buuuut that can also be a plus, ‘cause I’m a big fan of driving around talking with great people. It’s one of my most favorite things to do. (:
How is everyone else’s summer break? For all my OC friends: I miss you quite terribly. My life just isn't as fun as it is when you're all around. I love you all and I'm praying for you every day. (: For my homeboys and girls: We should hang if/when you get home! I know most of you are still at college finishing up the semester, so I'm praying for that, but seriously. I'm bored here. For anyone else: Hi! I'd like to know how your summer is going, too! :D

And here's a little nugget of wisdom that I want to define my life, especially my summer: "It is not enough  to do God's work. We must do it in God's way." --Glenn Packiam.

Love to you all!

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4.09.2011


It's only the next step in our eternal adventure. Life after it? I figure it's probably a zillion times better, because then we actually get to see our Father as He's holding us.

"LORD, You are my God;
   I will exalt You and praise Your name,
for in perfect faithfulness
   You have done wonderful things...
On this mountain He will destroy
   the shroud that enfolds all peoples,
the sheet that covers all nations;
  HE WILL SWALLOW UP DEATH FOREVER!
THE SOVEREIGN LORD WILL WIPE AWAY THE TEARS FROM ALL FACES... 
  In that day they will say,
   'Surely this is our God;
   we trusted in Him, and He saved us.
This is the LORD, we trusted in Him;
   let us rejoice and be glad in His salvation.'"
(Isaiah 25)

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