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Strengths Finder

The supportive response to my sermon Sunday has been overwhelming.  (If you don't know what I'm talking about and are interested, then you can check it out here:  Thank you for your kind words, affirmation, and love.  I've had several requests to go more in depth on different aspects of my message.  I maxed out my sermon time on Sunday, and still couldn't cover everything in 25-30 minutes.  So, there's more I'd like to say.  Over the next week or so, I hope to tackle some such issues on this blog.

The first and most light-hearted is the Strengths Finder assessment.  Our staff did this years ago, and I didn't find it very helpful.  I was in a funky, unhealthy place, and my results were skewed.  I re-took it this past fall and have since found it to be very helpful.

Sunday I did a humorous bit, which seems to be the most memorable part of the message, on my internal conflict with the strengths of "competition" and "empathy…

My First Love

I love books, bookstores, and libraries!  I know I'm not alone.  Some of us fall in love with books as kids, and it's a life-long love affair.  I spent summers reading book after book after book.  I remember parents constantly asking me to pick up my books and take them to my room.  But I knew I'd be reading it again in ten minutes, so what was the point of picking it up?!

My love affair with books continued until some point in college.  It was still there when I started college.  The first class my sister and I attended was Dr. Ausband's Literature 201, a survey of old Brit lit.  At the end of the first week, he asked us to stay after class.  I'd never been asked to stay after class before, and my barely 18-year-old self was pretty nervous that the head of the English department was requesting such an audience.  My nerves quickly melted away as he asked, "Where did you two go to high school?  Where did you study your freshmen year of college?  I've never h…

Tutus and T-balls

I entered parenthood with fear and trembling.  Sammy and I were intentionally married and childless for several years.  At one point my friend, Beth, asked me why.  I said, "We're selfish and lazy, and we want to enjoy being selfish and lazy for a little longer."  

Turns out, I'm still selfish and lazy (I won't speak for my husband.).  And I don't know what I'm doing as a parent.  I knew I didn't know what I was doing before I got pregnant.  I knew parenting was going to test my patience, resolve, integrity, and emotional and physical capacities.  It's been all I'd thought it'd be and more:)  
I was not good at soothing screaming babies.  I am not good at multi-tasking, and can all three of my family members please stop talking to me at the same time?!
But, I have been excited about this part since I first found out I was pregnant five years ago--tutus and t-balls.  I wrote this parked in my non-mini-van at t-ball practice.
Tutus and T-balls

What is "good"?

Good Friday

Good News = Gospel

"It is not good that the man should be alone."

"We know that all things work together for good for those who love God, who are called according to his purpose."

"No one is good but God alone."

"Good" is an ordinary word.  If I were grading a paper, then I would suggest the student find a better adjective than "good"; it doesn't communicate much.

Yet it's a word that communicates much within Christianity.

God alone is good.  His death on Friday is good.  His message, his story is good news.  His creation is good, yet it's not good for man to be alone. 

"Good" is a loaded word here.  I suspect we attribute all sorts of meanings, ideas, and feelings to the word when we read it in the Bible.  I worry that our attributes are not congruent with what the Bible means.

This comes to mind most often when someone quotes Romans 8:28, "We know that all things work together for good for those who love…