Water is Life

I’ve been growing more and more passionate about the issue of water around the world…the fact that so many people do not have access to safe drinking water…the fact that women and children have to walk miles each day just to have enough water to survive instead of going to school or helping to pull their families out of poverty….the fact that even after all the hard work, sometimes the water is not safe, and children die from diarrhea or something else related.

Did you know $1 can provide safe drinking water for one person for a whole year? I didn’t until a few months ago. I was amazed. $1 is so cheap. It’s less than one cup of coffee…and it provides water for a whole year. Imagine what $20 could do…or $100.

I’ve been looking for ways to make a difference. I want to do my part to help provide access to safe water for everyone in this world. I’ve found two great ways to help.

1. 40 Days of water through the blood:water mission. During lent this year, many people will probably be giving up something. It’s tradition. What if you could make a difference in people’s lives while you did your lenten fast? That’s what 40 days of water is all about. It’s very simple. You drink water only for the forty days of lent. (You get to have your morning coffee and other normal beverages on Sundays only) Then, you give the money you would have spent on other drinks to the blood:water mission. They build wells and provide access to clean water to people who need it in Africa.

I’ve done 40 days of water once before. It was hard to give up the other drinks I love, but when I thought about what it was for, it was worth it. It’s only 40 days. I’ve registered already to do it again for lent this year. Who wants to join me?

2. Portland water walk. I was thinking that I wanted to do a water walk. I wanted to know how it feels to carry water for miles. I wanted to be in the shoes of these women and children. I thought I’d go walk a couple miles on the Portland waterfront, carrying water, and then blog about it or something. But I did a little searching, and found the Portland Water Walk! I’m super excited about it. Mark your calendars for March 24th if you live in Portland! Now I don’t have to do it by myself. The walk (or run if you choose) is about 3 miles on the waterfront. There is no registration set up yet, but visit the link for more information, and keep checking back for the registration! Who wants to walk with me?

 

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A lot to be thankful for…

I have so much to be thankful for. I’m learning that over and over again every day as I am going through this process of writing down 1000 gifts. Although…. I’ve also realized that I’ve probably already received 1000 gifts since I started…I’ve just not noticed them all or written them all down. Now that I am over a quarter of the way through I read back through all of them. It was fun to see what comes up a lot (my husband and son for sure).

275. Elias dancing to Switchfoot

276. Nathan doing the dishes

277. A letter from Ruramai

278. Poems that make me think

279. Elias saying “Dada”

280. Elias saying “Mama”

281. Rain. It gives our land beauty and life

282. The scent of a burning candle

283. Cookie dough sitting on the pan

284. Warm, homemade cookies

285. Walks in the sun

286. Water droplets on tree branches

287. Elias’ ticklish spot

288. Cleaning out the kitchen

289. Elias running around in Kohl’s – so proud to be walking on his own

290. Those cheeks

291. Hermione, excited at the sound of the treat bag opening

292. Olive, napping in the rocking chair

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Continuing Education

As part of renewing my teaching license in Oregon, I have to have some continuing education credits. I need 9 credits in all, and have already completed 6. Even though I have quite a few years left to satisfy those last three credits, I’ve decided that I better just get it finished now. I’ll probably always be busy now that I have a child…right? Doesn’t everyone say that I’ll only get busier?

There is a distance course provider teamed up with PSU called TINT. I can take courses from the comfort of my own home, and complete assignments at my own pace….and get graduate credit from PSU. Perfect! I completed one class from TINT a year or two ago. When I got their flyer for the winter courses, I was interested in a class called Awakening the Poet Within. It will focus on how to use poetry to teach the essential tools of writing as well as a number of other aspects.

I am quite excited about the course, and I hope that I’ll be able to use what I learn while teaching summer school in a few months.

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Sometimes Children’s Poems Just Say It Best

I received the book of poems, “Every Thing On It” by Shel Silverstein for Christmas. As usual, some are funny, some just rhyme, some are clever, and some make you think.

There is one poem that struck me as particularly good. It has an illustration of two children walking away from each other. Each has a giant mask on his/her face.

Masks

She had blue skin,

And so did he.

He kept it hid

And so did she.

They searched for blue

Their whole life through,

Then passed right by –

And never knew.

 

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A Good Example

Martin Luther King Jr. was not the only person working toward equality for all during the civil rights movement. Let’s not have any misunderstandings about that. He also was passionate about a lot more than civil rights. But I think it is safe to say that he was an amazing man. He was a leader. His letter from the Birmingham Jail is convicting to read, and in a way prophetic. He had more courage than most of America put together.

He knew that he was just one man. But he still acted. He knew he couldn’t change the minds of every person in the world. He couldn’t make the world a better place for everyone. But he could do something. So he did. And look what it turned into. This could be said of many people throughout history…I just chose MLK because today we celebrate his life, and mourn the death of a great man.

So what do I take from his example? Do something. Whether it is giving a couple bucks to a charity, donating an hour or two at the food bank, or much much more…nothing I can do will ever change the world. But I could change the life of someone. What I have to offer, God will use.

There are so many children who desperately need help. Will you help one? I have folders for five children who need sponsors right now! Their lives have all been severely affected by the AIDS crisis. They all need hope and love and help to get out of poverty. They are children just like yours and mine. They like soccer and dolls and helping their parents with chores. Some of them go to school, and others cannot because they have too much responsibility at home or are too sick. They have friends and celebrations. They have favorite colors and foods. They smile and laugh and cry. They are precious.

When you think about how many children need help, it can be daunting. But if you help one child through sponsorship you have changed his or her life forever. You don’t need to change the world. Helping one child will make a difference.

Sponsorship is only $35 a month. Can you help a child? I can get you set up today! Email me at kmlsmith@gmail.com and you can get more information, or get started helping a child.

I am reminded of this story by Loren Eiseley that you may have heard before too:

Once upon a time, there was a wise man who used to go to the ocean to do his writing. He had a habit of walking on the beach before he began his work. One day, as he was walking along the shore, he looked down the beach and saw a human figure moving like a dancer. He smiled to himself at the thought of someone who would dance to the day, and so, he walked faster to catch up.

As he got closer, he noticed that the figure was that of a young man, and that what he was doing was not dancing at all. The young man was reaching down to the shore, picking up small objects, and throwing them into the ocean. He came closer still and called out “Good morning! May I ask what it is that you are doing?”

The young man paused, looked up, and replied “Throwing starfish into the ocean.”

“I must ask, then, why are you throwing starfish into the ocean?” asked the somewhat startled wise man.

To this, the young man replied, “The sun is up and the tide is going out. If I don’t throw them in, they’ll die.”

Upon hearing this, the wise man commented, “But, young man, do you not realize that there are miles and miles of beach and there are starfish all along every mile? You can’t possibly make a difference!”

At this, the young man bent down, picked up yet another starfish, and threw it into the ocean. As it met the water, he said, “It made a difference for that one.”

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What is the Church?

I’ve been pondering a lot lately: What is the Church?

If I did a poll, I’d probably get answers like: “A place you go to worship.” or “Something Christians do on Sundays.” The first definition in the dictionary tells me it is a “public building for Christian worship.”

I got to thinking about “What is the church?” because I was thinking about the unequal distribution of resources in our world. I was thinking about how God provided us with plenty of water, food and materials for shelter, clothing, etc. The reason there is poverty in our world is because we let it happen. We have too much while others have too little. We are stuffed with greed and lust for power while others are innocent victims trapped in the cycle of poverty. We let it happen.

I’ve been thinking about my responsibility to the rest of the world…and about the fact that if all Christians actually helped internationally and at home instead of blaming or fighting or ignoring then we could make such a huge difference in people’s lives. I’ve been thinking: what are the responsibilities of Christians in our world? Are we to just share the gospel (or worse yet…just keep it inside our own buildings….) or are we to act on the gospel? Are we to live out the gospel as Jesus did during his life on earth?

What is the church?

But I also realized that “What is the church” doesn’t even really make sense as a question. I mean, it does if you look at how our society views “church”….

A better question is: Who is the church?

Who is the church? The church is not Americans. It’s not rich people. It’s not the people who go to worship on Sundays. It’s not heterosexual people. It’s not people who can speak in tongues. The church…the body of Christ….is made up of all those who have made a place for Holy Spirit in their heart by acknowledging Jesus as savior. We are nothing without Him. And who did he minister to? Rich and poor alike. Sinners and outcasts along with the faithful. Children. Jesus’ church was anyone who was willing to listen….believe…repent….spread the good news.

What is the church? Where is the church? Who is the church?

 

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Finding Joy (Gifts 201-219)

201. Loud, unrestrained laughter

202. voices raising praises heavenward

203. baby babble

204. listening to M.H. talking passionately about his missions

205. a baby being baptized.

206. Elias stomping

207. Dancing together to Beatles music

208. Cuddling in the early morning

209. Elias enjoying grapes….the way he pops them into his mouth and smiles

210. A Dad waiting faithfully at the bus stop with his children to see them off safely

211. Kitties enjoying treats

212. Family game night

213. Elias’ extremely long and loud belch

214. Making his lunch

215. Ripples on the water

216. The softness of yarn

217. Elias clinging to my legs so I can’t walk, head back, eyes on mine, laughing

218. Having time for myself to think

219. Cats basking in the sun

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What Crocheting Taught Me About God

“Crochet a scarf” is one of the items on our Smith Family Bucket List this winter. That sounds great…especially for winter…but there is only one problem with that. I didn’t know how to crochet. So last night I asked my sister-in-law to teach me. Kristy was a good teacher, but I have to admit…I didn’t have much hope for myself at the beginning. My strokes were clumsy and I could never tell what hole to stick the crochet hook through. After a little practice last night, and some this afternoon, I have a couple inches of a scarf started. You can see my work at the right. It’s not perfect, but I’m proud nonetheless.

So this afternoon when the baby went down for a nap I sat down on the couch with my crochet hook and yarn. After a row or two, I really started to get into a rhythm. I stopped having to think about each stitch so much and my mind got to wandering.

Sometimes I am my own worst critic. Sometimes I am filled with self-doubt. I am not a good enough mother. I am not a good enough wife. I am not a good enough sister or friend or Child Ambassador. I don’t clean enough or I don’t pray enough….I’ve thought it all and much more for one reason or another.

But this post isn’t about having a pity party for myself. (Sometimes I think good things about myself too) The truth is that I had a little realization as I was turning and pulling the yarn. As I worked I heard the clock ticking, the steady hum of traffic out the window, the birds in the wetlands, and the cat eating from her food bowl. I felt the soft yarn pull through my fingers, and the heat of the sun on my body.

I thought about my scarf, and how no matter what each individual stitch looked like, I’d be proud of my final product nonetheless. I thought of that verse that I’ve heard so many times:

For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb.

(Psalm 139:13)

God loves me no matter what. Each stitch is like a day. I hope it turns out well, but if not, there is another and another and another. And I still love the whole product.

This does not make as much sense to me when I write it down in words. Maybe there was just a peaceful feeling that came over me as I sat on the couch in the sun. But I do feel like it is similar. God knit me together. Every stitch, every part, lovingly done. Every one a part of the whole.

 

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Flannel Board Stories!

When I started attending the library story time for one year olds, I was reminded of the flannel storyboard. I really wanted to make something by hand for my niece for Christmas, so I decided that making her a flannel board with some stories would be a good idea. I was very proud of my work, so I’ve decided to post some of it here.

Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See? by Eric Carle – I don’t have a picture of all the pieces, but here are a good number of them. This was the first story I did, so I was just testing the waters. I used a pattern on a piece of computer paper, then drew in the details by hand with fabric marker.

Chicka Chicka Boom Boom by Bill Martin – This was actually the last story I made for the Christmas gift. I had fun doing the palm tree free hand…no pattern! Of course I made all the letters even though not all of them are pictured.

The Nativity Story – This is the one I am most proud of…I cut all the pieces out of felt rather than just choosing one color and drawing details. This took a lot of cutting and a lot of time….but it was worth it. I got to witness my niece playing with this set on Christmas Day on skype. That was a joy. I’ve included three pictures of the pieces because I wanted to get close enough to show the detail!

Five Little Ladybugs, by Melanie Gerth – I remembered my niece loved singing the 5 butterflies song with me when she was 2. I chose this book because it is similar to that song…and because I sort of wanted to make ladybugs. Here are the first two out of five.

Stone Soup, by Jon J. Muth – This version of the story is slightly different from the traditional, but I loved the illustrations.

There were a couple others, but this is all I will post for now. Hopefully I’ll make more as time goes on. I love being crafty!

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Epiphany

The nice thing about a blog is that I can write whatever I want. I find it’s been so helpful for me to write as I process things I think about or learn about. Actually publishing it on a blog just helps me to stay accountable with actually taking time to write. It helps me hash out all the ideas in my head. So I don’t necessarily think I’m always right or wrong or that everyone should be changed by what I write. It’s just for me. But as always, I’m glad if anyone else finds enjoyment or enlightenment from my writing as well. Here’s what I’ve been thinking about in the last couple of days:

It’s the season of Epiphany. The season of light. God made manifest. The fulfillment of God’s promise to provide us with a savior.

I like hearing the stories of the wise men, of Jesus’ baptism, and the beginning of His ministry. It’s a season of hope, which will culminate with the resurrection.

Jesus did so much in his life on earth.

But what is expected of me?

I read yesterday from Matthew 7:

21 Not everyone who says to me, “Lord, Lord”, will enter the kingdom of heaven, but only one who does the will of my Father in heaven, 22 On that day many will say to me, “Lord,Lord, did we not prophesy in your name, and cast out demons in your name, and do many deeds of power in your name?” 23 Then I will declare to them, “I never knew you; go away from me, you evildoers.”

That is scary. Imagine being cast aside and called an evildoer. Especially after thinking I had done what was asked of me.

So what is expected of me?

Matthew 22: 36-39 – “Teacher, which commandment in the law is the greatest?” He said to him, “You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your mind.” This is the greatest and first commandment. And a second is like it: “You shall love your neighbor as yourself.”

I think it is interesting that Jesus puts these on equal footing. Loving my neighbor as myself is like loving my God. They are intertwined. In this day in age…I could probably say anyone in the world was my neighbor.

So where am I succeeding? Where am I failing? I’m not really expected to love everyone…right?….like what about the murders? What about those panhandlers that everyone just dismisses by saying, “Oh, they only want booze or drugs.” What about the people who have different political beliefs or the ones who reject my beliefs?

Jesus is pretty explicit. Love your neighbor. That includes everyone.

It’s so easy to become desensitized to the need in our world. It’s so easy to be turned off by sweeping statistics and by crisis after crisis. It’s so easy to think that someone else is more rich or more capable of helping orphans in Africa or homeless in my city. It’s so easy to say…I’ll help later…when I have more time…when I have more money…when my kids are grown….

But I’m not called to change the world. I’m just called to love my neighbor. And that includes offering whatever I have for God to use…be it small or large, be it money or passion or time volunteered….and I’m to offer it now. Moses only had a staff and stuttering speech and look what God did with those.

God claimed Jesus as his son at his baptism in the Jordan. In Jesus we also have a teacher…an example. I need to live my faith and show my faith in the way I interact with my neighbors.

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