Announcements
Due
to the cake and ice cream celebration of confirmation last Sunday, as
well as the Memorial Day holiday, there will be no potluck this
coming Sunday.
Community
Kitchen Spot
There
are a lot of hungry and homeless children of God and the community
needs some help feeding them. If you would like to help out, please
bring the following items to church this Sunday & put them on the
bookshelf.
Plastic
Forks, Knives, Spoons
Dinner
Napkins
Heavy
Duty Sectional Dinner Plates
Dessert
Plates
New
Hope News
Sunday
School—We
press forward in Matthew, focusing on Jesus'
trial
Pray
For:
Norma
Capone
Give
thanks for those willing to serve in the Armed Forces. May we honor
those who have died serving their country.
Those
individuals caught up in wars and strife.
Politicians,
that the spirit of wisdom and compromise might rest in them
Links
Keith's
Random Thoughts
Danielle is now
crawling. Quickly. With every inch forward, my sanity slides a bit
farther away.
Have you ever dropped
something into that space between the driver's seat of your car and
the center console? There is a black hole in there, and you know
that whatever you dropped is in there, but you can't reach it for the
life of you, no matter how you contort your arm and hand. Sometimes,
if you're lucky, you can just touch the end of the pen or whatever it
was, but you can't quite wrap your hand around it. It teases you,
and you give up, thinking your arm will break in at least 14 places
if you continue to try and do this. Also, you're moving at 60 mph,
making this all the more exciting. In order to reach it, you have to
stop the car, open the back door, stick you hand, arm, shoulder and
probably half your torso under the driver's seat in the hopes of
somehow reaching it. I'm convinced that the space under my driver's
seat is probably 71 times larger than it looks.
That's what it's like
for me to think rationally about something at home. I can do it, but
it's just so difficult, because so many things are racing through my
mind most of the time. I'm trying to get dinner cooked while washing
the dishes while making sure Caleb doesn't destroy anything while
hoping Danielle doesn't put Caleb's toys in her mouth while getting
ready for tomorrow, all while Rachel is doing the same thing. The
fact that there are two of us means we get as much done as one normal
person, giving us more and more respect for single parents each and
every day.
Life has seasons like
this. I know that every day of life will not be like this. There
will be years when we miss this, and there will be years when we are
more productive, when we'll be able to volunteer more and focus more
thought and energy on what's happening beyond the walls of our house.
That time will come.
Right now, though, there
are things to enjoy. If all I ever think about is how things will be
different, I'll miss a lot. I'll miss tiny blessings and precious
moments. I'll miss what God is doing here while I'm busy trying to
prepare for what God might do later. It's hard work to be present in
the moment, and it can be very difficult to try and enjoy those
moments when they are loud and chaotic.
But God has given me
here and now, and there is no guarantee of later. It's all a gift,
and I try to remember to give thanks to God for now, even if I'm not
always sure what I'm thankful for. I may understand later, or I may
not, but life is still a precious gift, and it all comes from God.
Text
for this Sunday
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