Amy Scott's Thoughts

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Thankful for Hospitality October 5, 2012

The last two days have been a special treat for my soul. I’ve had two precious friends invite me over their homes for lunch and conversation. It’s been marvelous on many levels. First off, I love that the fact that I get to hang out at their home. I get to be a part of their world and it takes our friendship to such an informal level. They allow me to move in for a while and take up space and eat their food and it feels like family. Secondly, I’m always taking students out and paying for their meals. This is my choice, but it was nice to do a lunch date and not have to spend money and not have to go out and not worry about being in the way. I often take students out so I don’t displace Jeremy from our home and that way I’m in a public, safe place with someone’s kid. So the just chilling at home with others has largely been reserved for family in my life. I love that I can have my sister over and I don’t need to make fancy food and get all dressed up. I like that we can watch a TV program or both read a book and not talk and it’s okay. I’m learning how to have relationships like these outside of my own family. I’m learning to open myself up and just be me with other adults.

I’m currently reading a book called Bittersweet by Shuana Niequist and this women loves to host dinner parties. She loves to have people over. It makes me almost feel guilty because for a long time now I have viewed my home as a sanctuary from people and from the world. I am not a hermit, but opening my space just doesn’t come naturally. Hospitality isn’t something that is easy for me. I really admire that gift in others because it is so different than me. I think that is why it has meant so much for me spend these afternoons spent at kitchen tables and sitting on living room floors. It means a lot that they would let me invade their space because  my space is so sacred to me. A home is where life is lived – the real life – the loud laughter and the hot tears.

In Bittersweet, Shauna was saying that you’re not really friends if the person you see always has their make-up done and they are always presentable at all times. It made me think. I don’t really wear make-up, but a good judge for me is if I’ll let people see me un-showered and in my comfy clothes. Just last month, I had my friend, Kaly, over for a morning coffee. It was early and I knew I needed to clean my house later and I just didn’t want to get ready so I could get dirty again. If I’m going to getting ready for the day,I only want to do it once. I pulled my hair into a pony tail and put on a fresh t-shirt and sweat pants. Sure I didn’t feel like a glamorous hostess, but I was real and I was honest and Kaly didn’t care. This is progress towards authentic hospitality and deep, trusting friendship.

My lovely friend, Danielle, was supposed to have lunch at my place today, but Jeremy and I have been both been sick this week so I didn’t want her and little niece to come over and get our germs. She graciously opened her home even though she told me that she hadn’t cleaned it. Really I didn’t care! It worked out better anyway so her niece could take her normal nap. Danielle was in her sweats and we sat on the floor and talked even though we could have sat on the couch or chairs. I love this because it’s so real. It’s just being us.

I think being in ministry has made me feel like there is a line between me and people who attend my church. I have felt the need to always be put together and always be fluffy – you know – smiley, happy, and saying churchy things like “God bless you”. I’m not a fluffy person. I am joyful and I am free and I am happy to be who I am. I’m learning to share who I am and not worry so much about if I’m keeping it all together! I’m  not all together and I’m okay with that. I make mistakes… I made a fine one this morning on the way out of the house. Instead of being stressed out about messing up, I’m laughing about it. It was an accident and I can’t change it. I have to be okay with less than perfect. I am less than ideal. I know that.

I’m just thankful for friends that love me right where I am. I am thankful to wonderful ladies that shared good food with me and even better conversation. I am blessed because I know that I have a handful of truly amazing people that I could call and they would be there for me in whatever way I need them. Even at a distance, I know that they pray for me and love me. I am so loved. My heart is just happy, full and content. I am me and there are people who are okay with that! I pray that I can get better at the hospitality thing, but even if it never comes naturally, I am thankful for ladies who make it look so easy and love with their doors open wide!

 

Cycles September 20, 2012

Toby sleeps while I sort clothes

It’s amazing how life just cycles. Things that were once clean get dirty. Clothes that were once washed and folded get worn. Wake up. Work. Eat a meal. Clean house. Do laundry. Feed the dog. Over and over again. It will always need to be done again.  Want to know something? I don’t mind. I really actually love it. I love that things will come around again – a chance to do better, a chance to be better. Nothing is final. Each day is a new gift. Starting over fresh, I live the same life cycles, but each is a new opportunity.

I’ve been away from home the last few days. Way from my laptop and my blog. However, with technology these days, my phone is like a mini-computer and I can pretty much do most things on it. Still… there is something about not blogging and not pulling out the laptop that feels like a small break from the normal flow. It’s good to unplug. In fact, I should really digitally unplug more often. The world won’t stop if I’m not connected to it. I know this. Breaking the blogging cycle is always good for a few days, but I am ready to be back at the keyboard. Ready to write my thoughts. All over again. Never ending. They cycle just like my days.

Being away from the routine has drained me. Constant interaction with people has made me tired. This week as a staff we discussed the book You Lost Me by David Kinnaman. As the only one in the 18-29 age range in the room, I become the mouthpiece for a generation. I felt the pressure of accurately representing the book and my fellow Mosaics. I had given myself a pep talk at the beginning of the retreat on how I really wanted to be quiet in the meetings. I’m naturally quick to voice my opinion and I’m not sure that everyone appreciates that. Instead of jumping in, I wanted to asked into the conversation. Oh, how the sound of my voice can be tiresome. I did my best. I shared my heart. I was honest and real. And it left me spent.

So now I am home. I slept a glorious night in my own bed. I woke up not knowing what day it was. It was a busy day at work trying to make up for being out of the office. But now I’m home. In my familiar territory. My sacred ground. This quiet place where God and I hang out – just like Adam walking through the garden (except for not as cool, I’m guessing). The rhythm of life is starting to settle around me again. Those comforting cycles. Wash clothes, fold clothes. Sort through clothes, purge excess. Upload pictures, blog.  What does the rest of the day look like? Things I’ve done many times – dust the house, clean the bathrooms, make cookies, read, go to dinner with a student.

For the great adventurers in the world, this cycle, this rhythm might get old. For me it is life. It gives life. I am blessed by each day that I get to love God and love others. I am blessed by the quiet, by the patterns, by the routines. This is my joy. I don’t have to be flashy, or important, or put together. I just get to live one day at a time. Making the most of each cycle.

 

Celebrating Life August 22, 2012

Filed under: Getting Creative,Simply Me,Women in Ministry — Amy Scott @ 9:57 pm

Jessica and Amy through the years!

Celebrating her 17th birthday with blizzards and fries!

One of the best parts of mentoring and ministry is sharing life with others. It means walking through the ups and downs. Today I got to celebrate with a lovely young lady that will be turning 17 tomorrow. When I first met Jessica it was Easter weekend in 2007. She’s been a part of my life ever since and a BIG blessing to me. We’ve been hanging out on a weekly basis this summer. It’s been fun to stay caught up the daily happenings of her ever busy, ever crazy life. But that is how life is. Mine is the same way. It’s crucial that the important relationship in life don’t fall to the wayside just because the calendar is full. It’s been a fun summer spent laughing, praying, reading and discussing the drama of life together. I mentioned a few blogs back that I had made a craft project that I couldn’t display the end result until after I’ve given it the birthday girl. Today I gave away the beloved piece of art that I put all that time and detail into. I wanted to share something with Jessica that wasn’t store bought and was really from the heart. I chose pictures from the years of  our friendship and highlighted the span of time we’ve shared. I then added verses about love and faith. These are the things I hope she reads on her wall from time to time. Hopefully they will strengthen her when the day is hard and faith far away. These are the things I hope grow and develop in her life. More than anything, I cover this gift with a prayer – that she would love God more than any other and that she would know that she’s never alone. These are the highlights of friendship, of doing life together. I’m am blessed to share this journey with so many kindred spirits and Jess is definitely one of them! Happy birthday!

 

Right When I Need It! August 10, 2012

Filed under: Children's Ministry,Women in Ministry — Amy Scott @ 7:00 am

Yesterday, I was driving home from a leadership conference in Tacoma and I was verbally wrestling with some things. Jeremy was very patient as I talked this out for the millionth time! He also put up with my snuffed-nose sounding conversation… He’s very kind! Anyway, I was talking things out and knowing what God has called me to do and who he has called me to be. I struggle with acceptance and so my biggest fear is that people will be upset by my choices. I know that I can’t make everyone happy and make God happy at the same time, but it would sure be nice!

On our way home we stopped by the office to check our boxes so we could order tickets for our upcoming 5th grade graduation activity. In my box out front, my dear friend, who happens to be the church receptionist, had slipped some fun post-it notes in my box. Christa and I share a love for fun office supplies, so it was such a sweet gesture. On them was a note that said “Just because!” In my next box in the back offices, I had to notes written on name tags from some of my past students who are now high schoolers. They each wrote about how they loved me, missed me and thought we should all hang out soon. If that wasn’t enough I had forgotten to grab my craft from last night. I had the girls make memory books, like yearbooks, to pass around – signing everyone’s as a way to remember the class and offer encouragement to each other. As I read the notes from my girls, I saw things like “I love all the snacks you make”, “You are a great pastor”, “Thanks for teaching this class”, “I’ll miss you next year”. The best one was from my high school helper who told me I’ve stayed with her through thick and thin and she’s glad we’ve reconnected. Other girls mentioned I was a good friend and they knew I was always there for them. I had done this exercise so I could speak into their life and the let other girls encourage them. I was equally as blessed by this activity. When I got home, I found a bathmat sitting on my entry way bench. After reading my past blog on stains, my mom called to say that she had a neutral colored bathmat just sitting in a closet and she wondered if I wanted it to replace the stained one. She brought over the new mat today when she came to let our dog out so we could be gone the whole day. Plus, I got to see my good friend who moved back into the area after being in Nashville for 6 years and I got meet her baby boy for the first time!

Can you feel the love? I’m basking in it’s glow! Even though I wrestle and struggle for acceptance, I could feel God speaking to me through these experiences. He was encouraging me to keep going and to keep doing what I do. As I read these notes, I know I’m making a difference and I have influence. I never want to take that for granted. I want to keep using my influence to passionately point people towards Jesus! I have people that care about me and show it me in tangible ways. It melted my heart! God sees right where I am at and sends in reinforcements when I need them most! I sit here – thankful! I am blessed by the relationships I have in my life and how they keep me going. So thank you to everyone who shows me love in the little ways. It’s because of you that I take heart and continue on this journey laid out before me.

 

Anything August 7, 2012

Filed under: Amy's Bookshelf,Children's Ministry,Women in Ministry — Amy Scott @ 6:11 pm

It’s been a cloudy day here in western Washington. It’s a nice change from the 95 degree days we’ve been having. It only happens a few days a year and now it has come and gone. I spent most of the day on the couch trying to recover my current head cold. It seems like I usually get sick in August. Last year, it was the flu. I think that by the time VBA and kid’s camp are over, I’m spent and my immune system reflects it. There was a lot of illness at camp this year and I’m guessing my body finally gave in.

Laying on the couch allowed for me finish a good book called Anything by Jennie Allen. It was a stirring book that really got me thinking about life and the lessons I’ve been currently learning. This book is about the last two years of her life and the process that she’s been going through as she opened herself up to anything God had for her. It’s convicting and inspiring.

So I was sitting and thinking about my own “anything” prayers. It took me back to high school when I know God called me into ministry and I didn’t know where. I told him I would serve anywhere. Through Jeremy, God led me to children’s ministries. I remember that feeling of I’ve never done this before cluelessness. I remember just loving on the kids and being a big kid with them. I remember the hope I had when I realized that I had a message I could share with them. I knew this was “it” when I passionately would ramble about all that I wanted for them. I was sold. Children’s ministry was it! I would have never chosen that path on my own, but it was God who opened the door, I followed. That was my anything moment!

However, it is possible to have multiple “anything” moments? I know the answer is yes, but I’m processing what the next phase of anything looks like. I feel a stirring and I’ve felt it for a long time. I think this summer it took on an even deeper sense. This summer I’ve been learning about the backwards process of dying to live. I’ve been learning that I have to die to myself into order to really live this God life. I’ve been painfully learning it’s not about me. I’ve been realizing that I’m not the heroine in my own story. God is the main character. It’s all so backwards. So as I sit in obedience… I learn to die. I learn to wait. I learn to trust. I learn to let go. I learn that I’m not perfect. I learn that I never will be. I learn that God’s plans are not my plans.

Letting God derail me has been the best part of my summer. It has also been the hardest part of my summer and the most painful. Before, I thought I had it all together. I thought I knew where I was going. Now, I realize that I need to trust God for the next chapter. It’s not for me to script. This summer I’ve given the pen back to God. It’s really hard to say “Take this pen. Write what you want. Anything.” This stirring to a new anything is really opening me up. Even though there are no major changes in this very moment, I wait in obedience. I know that first you have to say yes for the anything to happen. So I am saying “yes” yet again. It is not a one-time thing, but a daily yes. Not my will, but Yours be done!

 

Supergirl! July 29, 2012

Filed under: Children's Ministry,Women in Ministry — Amy Scott @ 9:45 pm

Today has been one of those days that I’ve been moving so fast that they only thing that might improve my speed would be a cape! It’s been lightning speed ahead as I prep for a week away at kid’s camp. Yesterday, I was delightfully restful, but the downside was I left EVERYTHING to be done today. Not my smartest idea. But it seemed like the best plan for keeping things in order… less time to mess them up before leaving. Here is a sample of what I have accomplished:

  • Got gas in the car
  • 3.75 hours of church
  • Grocery shopping
  • Sweeping the garage and the front walkway
  • 8 loads of laundry
  • Sweeping and mopping the floors
  • Vacuuming
  • Dusting
  • Lysol-ing the whole house
  • Deep cleaning bathrooms
  • Running the dishwasher and unloading
  • Scooping poop out of the front yard (usually Jeremy’s job, but he was gone all day at camp preparing for tomorrow)
  • Giving the dog a bath
  • Taking out all of the trash can
  • Taking all the trash to the garbage can (usually I just place it in the garage so Jeremy can take it out all the way)
  • Making brownies for our housesitter
  • Cleaning the kitchen – sink, stove top, wiping down appliances
  • Cleaning out the fridge
  • Packing my suitcase for camp
  • Updating 2 sessions of notes for work

If that doesn’t make you tired, I should let you know that I still  have more to do. I have to edit some notes and print them for our house sitter. I keep forgetting to clean the Toby slime off my windows. I know it will be back tomorrow, but I don’t want to freak out the house sitter. I think that is the hardest part about having someone stay in my house. I can deep clean it, but I still worry that something will gross the house sitter that doesn’t gross me out. I guess I’m just going to trust that I’ve done my best! I gave it a hard days work! Nothing more I can do about that.

I will admit that I was less than thrilled to be packing my suitcase when I emptied less than a week ago. Kid’s camp is a big time commitment. Being with the kids is always a blast, but as an introvert the constant need to be “on” really drains me by the end of the week. The good news is I can slip away for a couple hours in the afternoon. This is a bonus of being the wife of someone on the directors team. I almost had to be cabin staff this year, but it all worked out so I can stay with Jeremy. These hours away from the crowd are really the only thing that gets me through week. I have some curriculum for work I need to preview, so I’m hoping to get that done at this time as well. I’m not excited to be bringing work with me to camp, but luckily, it’s something that I can do in solitude.

Be praying for our kiddos and the hundreds of other kids that will be attending summer camp this next week. My hope is that they will have powerful and impacting encounters with God. As well as a lot of fun! This is a great chance for them to get away from distractions and influences that might drag them down. It’s an unique opportunity for each student. I know God will do big things! I look forward to reporting back to you once I return!

So yet again, I must put my blogging aside as I head off on another adventure! Signing off for a week!

 

Understanding My Introverted Nature July 14, 2012

Filed under: Amy's Bookshelf,Simply Me,Women in Ministry — Amy Scott @ 8:25 pm

Some Attributes of Introverts – Insights into Amy

I’m currently reading a book called Introverts in the Church by Adam S. McHugh. While, I’m still a couple of chapters away from having this book finished, I couldn’t help about write about it! This book has been freeing for me because I realize that there are people in the world who get how I’m wired. Often, I feel like my introverted nature makes me a bit of an odd duck. I’ve pondered why God has made me an introvert and called me into ministry. These two parts of my being seem to be in conflict. If I were entirely honest, I would say that I like being an introvert. When I live life in a way that is consistent with my introverted side, I feel more balanced. My big struggle is feeling the need to have people understand me. In ministry, I think people just assume all pastors are extroverted. Our church culture is one of extrovertedness. So, how I can be who I am and do what God has called me to do? The other questions is, am I okay to be me even when people don’t understand how I’m wired? These are the things I wrestle with.

When most people picture an introvert person, they might picture someone who is shy or quiet. You might say that they keep to themselves. They might be perceived as anti-social or stand-offish. I think the biggest thing I have to combat when I say I am an introvert is people think that means I don’t like people. That is not true. I love people. I have built my life around ministry. When I say I’m introverted, I’m saying that I need to be away from people to recharge my batteries and connect with God. The more time I spend with people, the more drained I become. If I want to offer anything of value to those I care about, I must spend time away. My time away is quiet and reflective. Introverts have strong inner dialogue and even if we seem quiet, our brains are always working. I’m always processing, wrestling, contemplating, thinking… Sitting in silence for me is never just sitting in silence. It’s reflection. It’s a monologue and a dialogue – depending on if I let God into the internal conversation. If I’m sitting reading a book, it’s not because I have nothing else to do. I’m reading to grow, to engage my mind, to go deeper, to develop. Reading for me can be for pleasure, but for the most part it’s my favored form of spiritual growth. Writing is my preferred way of communication. It gives me time to think about what I’ll say. Writing also gets my thoughts out of my head and more often than not, I find the words write themselves. They just flow out of me.

I think the great thing about this book is that doesn’t suggest that all introverts hid away and do things away from people. The author very accurately states that when God calls you, he will work in and through the way we’re wired. Introverts can serve in the church and they don’t always have to behind the scenes. It was interesting to ponder that since introverts are bent toward study, they make excellent preachers. They plan and research their sermons very well. Their introverted nature doesn’t mean they are afraid of being in front of people communicating. They find the small talk after church more tiring and draining then the actual preaching experience. This clicked for me. When I’m in my teaching mode, I’m in my element. It’s the small talk that gets me. I’m just bad at it. I’m not good at bouncing from conversation to conversation. I greatly love the people I interact with, but I would much prefer one-on-one to the crowd. I would rather go deep with a few than have a surface relationship with many.

The best part of this book was seeing myself in the pages. I wish that those who are close to me could read this book and understand me better. One thing that jumped out to me was how Hugh mentioned that introverts need more sleep than other people. Those that know me well know I need my sleep. I need a good 7-9 hours and I’m not a morning person. I’ve been told it’s my age, but I really believe that it’s because my life drains me so much. Social interactions and my schedule tire me in a deeper way than others. It doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy these things, it just means that I’m more depleted than most when these activities are finished. My need for sleep is a way I can refill my energy bank and continuing serving at an effective level. Reading this affirmed my need to sleep isn’t because I’m lazy.

Another element that was throughout the book was the need for A schedule. A lot of people don’t understand my quiet schedule. They don’t get my need for down time where I am completely alone. This normally happens a couple times a week where I am the only one in the house. These times are very productive for me. Not in a t0-do list way, but in a reflective way. I am myself with no expectations. I can speak with God and connect with him through silence. When I’m home alone, I very rarely listen to music or turn on the TV. I don’t desire more noise. I need the quiet. I need the stillness. I don’t desire to live life at a fast pace of constant action and interaction. I need this balance. Without it, I will be useless for any kingdom work. I don’t want to pretend to be something I’m not and in the process disqualify myself from the work God has called me to do.

As you can tell, I can write about being introvert forever! I’m learning more and more who I am and being okay with the fact that God has made me this way. I also have to realize that not everyone will get it. Not everyone will understand my need for quiet and stillness. It might be seen as lazy or reclusive. However, I know that is not who I am.  I am actively serving the Lord in the way that he has called me and I need to be content in that. I’m learning to love my unique quirks and I’m learning to balance my life around them. This is a very good thing!

 

The Pastor: A Memoir by Eugene H. Peterson July 12, 2012

Filed under: Amy's Bookshelf,Women in Ministry — Amy Scott @ 7:32 pm

I’ll be honest, I’ll admit that I didn’t know that Eugene H. Peterson wrote books… I knew about The Message (a Biblical translation into what Peterson calls “American”), but that was all I was aware of. I also didn’t know he was a pastor. I don’t usually read memoirs. It seemed like this book and I weren’t destined to meet given the circumstances, but through the course of reading some blogs I stumbled upon it. I’m so glad that I did! It was beyond amazing! It was the perfect book for this season of my life. Literally, it as a Godsend. It was like Jesus himself handed it to me and said, “I think you need to hear this.” Yep, it was that awesome.

Peterson shares his development as a pastor and what it looked like serve in a church culture that was rapidly changing and shifting its priorities. He writes with such passion about what is at the core of the church and what it really should be. It almost made we want to go back to an earlier time in church history, before megachurchs and numbers and programs. When churches were in communities and pastors gave their whole lives to one or two churches. It’s not about moving on to the next bigger or better thing, it’s about staying power, it’s about setting roots. It’s about living life with people. As he could say, it’s about a long obedience in the same direction.

More than his passion for the church, I love how Peterson described pastoring and his own development as a pastor. He learned that it wasn’t a job, it was a vocation. No matter what the church expected of him in job performance, he was a pastor. A piece of paper didn’t make that happen, it just is who he was. He was very bold in his decisions to help him maintain longevity in ministry. He knew all too well the dangers that come with the ministry and how it can burn you out and leave you bitter. He guarded his heart and his life so that way the job didn’t disqualify the vocation.  What I needed to hear from this book what no matter what a piece of paper says when you’re a pastor, you’re a pastor. You can’t just shut it off and pretend like it’s not there. No matter what you’re paid to do, when you are pastor by vocation, it isn’t your job, it’s who you are.  As I read, I kept thinking, I’m a pastor. I know I’m a pastor. It was an affirmation for me of who I am, who I am becoming. Regardless of what the world tells me, my church, my denomination, my friends, my family – I know that I’m a pastor. That has been solidified between me and God. I have nothing to prove. I  have nothing to lose. I know who I am.

Peterson writes about a stage in his life where things at the church began to slow down and the people just weren’t at the place where they once had been. He calls these years the “badlands” after the landscape in South Dakota. As hard as the badlands were, there was nothing he could do to get out of them. He had to learn to embrace the conditions he was in and engage the people right where they were at. If he kept trying to push forward and get of this badlands season, it would actually be a determent to his ministry. This was encouraging to me because I often feel like when I find myself in desert places, there must be something I can do get myself out. I often think if I’m strategic enough I can move ahead. There comes a time when you can decided to fight with the conditions or serve within the conditions. We all have badlands seasons. For me, I realized that it isn’t my fight to get out of the badlands. The conditions are what they are. I can fight and lose out on the moment or I can surrender and just accept the badlands for what they. The results lead down drastically different paths.

One of my highlights of the book was when he talked about the monthly paperwork he had to fill out for his denomination. The first page was statistics and then rest were personal reflection of the ministry. He started to think that they never looked at anything he wrote beyond the first page, so he decided to have fun with them. He first wrote about how he felt he was losing his calling to ministry and was sinking into depression. Could they help him? No reply. The next month he said that he developed a drinking problem and one Sunday it affected his sermon and he had to have an elder finish preaching for him. He asked if he should get treatment? No reply. The next month he wrote about how he had an affair with a lady in the church. They were discovered in the pews by the ladies that came to arrange the flowers. He was concerned about what his congregation would think, but they were all in favor of the relationship and attendance had doubled the next Sunday. The final tale was about how his wife had baked hallucinogens into the communion bread as a why to liven up their worship experience. He reported that the whole thing was dazzling, but that he wanted to make sure that it didn’t compromise their by-laws. Still no reply. In a meeting he later had at the end of the year, he asked if anyone actually read the pages beyond the numbers and of course, they all said yes and that they took them very seriously. He then explained his stories and they went into a round of blaming various people for the mishap. When explained that it has all been a joke, they were less than amused Seriously, I was laughing so hard. I wish I had the guts to do something like that!

There are a lot of deep moments in this book. It’s really rooted in what it means to follow Christ and be a pastor. Peterson has so much imagination and never once he is portrayal of pastoral life seem dull or boring. I loved reading his story. It encouraged me in my own story. I don’t know how mine is going to end.. in fact, I’m really not sure what my future holds, but the one thing I did take away from this book is I am a pastor. I will keep being a pastor. Thanks, Eugene, for living your life in a way that it makes my story a little clearer. This book was like light in my soul. It opened me up in a way I never expected. That, my friends, is the tell tale sign of a good book!

 

Quotations July 11, 2012

Filed under: Amy's Bookshelf,Simply Me,Women in Ministry — Amy Scott @ 9:00 am

Do you ever feel like a quote just hits you? It makes you catch your breath and say, “How did they know?” or “Wow, I needed that.”  Especially in those rough places in life, I feel like God speaks through the words of others. Reading a well timed quote reminds me that my creator really does see me. He heard my thoughts and prayers and he responded.  I’ve started collecting quotes and keeping them around me as reminders. Here are a few that I’ve added over the last week:

“There are people in the world who are grateful you exist. You were sent to them by God.” – Donald Miller (I had literally had a conversation with God about my existence just hours before reading this… too weird!)

“To live no tight, neat role is truly sacrificial, it is also truly creative because it leaves us open and free (dare we say) like God himself.”  – Alan Jones (I always want a nice little box to label myself in and I’m learning I’ll never fill one specific role. This gave me a new perspective on the many hats I wear.)

“And now I was faced with engaging a way of a life, a vocation, in which I had to learn to submit to conditions, enter into conditions, embrace conditions, in which my competitive skills and achievements were virtually worthless. Worse than worthless: actively destructive.” – Eugene Peterson from The Pastor (Current life lesson – at some point in life, you can’t be the best or the smartest or take another test, get a good grade, reach another goal… nothing you do can change the current situation. You can’t be better or try harder. It is what it is. Learn to live in the conditions.)

 

 

Recent Reading: When God Writes Your Love Story July 3, 2012

Filed under: Amy's Bookshelf,Women in Ministry — Amy Scott @ 8:00 am

In high school, if you asked me about my favorite authors or books, you probably would have heard about When God Writes Your Love Story and the names Eric & Leslie Ludy.  Maybe I watched too many romantic comedies and chick flicks growing up. I don’t know. I was obsessed with books about love and purity. I wanted a God written love story and I was going to do my best to prepare for it! That meant lots of books and high, high standards. This girl was holding out for a hero. Which, by the way, I got one!

Now that I’m mentoring teenagers, this book has made a reappearance in my life. I’m going through the book this summer with one of my girls from church. At this age, the idea of dating seems to be on the forefront of every teens minds. I know it was when I was their age. As boy crazy as I was, I wanted to funnel all that energy into becoming a Godly women who would be worthy of a Godly husband. After the influence of many mentors, books and my parents, I decided not to date in high school. My parents pretty told me I couldn’t date until I was out their house (which meant in high school, they didn’t seem to stop me in college even though I lived there on random weekends and over the summer).  When I was 13 the “no dating” rule seemed irrational and torturous! What were they thinking? Did they want me to become a social outcast? However, once I made the decision for myself in high school, the no dating rule became a very easy way for to develop lots of friendship with guys without worrying about it going down that road. I was very vocal about the rule and it seemed to be a great buffer for me. I have no regrets when it comes to not dating in high school. It was one of the best decisions I’ve ever made (or was helped to make).

Books like When God Writes Your Love Story really inspired me and helped to shape me into the person I am now. I became a bit of a Ludy junkie in high school. I read their book about their personal love story called When Dream Come True. I read Leslie’s book Authentic Beauty. They wrote a book my senior year called When God Writes Your Life Story and when I got married I read their book The First 90 Days of Marriage. They use wisdom, common sense, personal stories, and a Biblical perspective in all their books.  In fact, I’ve already purchased two copies of Authentic Beauty to give away this summer.

Every family and teenager is different when it comes to dating. I didn’t do things just like the Eric & Leslie Ludy and I don’t expect those I mentor to do things just like me. I just felt like this was a good book for pondering what it means to have a God written love story. What does it mean to trust God with this area of our lives? And ultimately, our whole lives. God cares about every detail and he isn’t going to mess up our loves stories! He is the author of romance and if we trust him with the pen then I think we’ll be pleased with the story he scripts. I’m know that I haven’t been disappointed! If God is the center our relationships, good things are going to happen!

It’s been exciting to share something that meant so much to me when I was a teenager with this young lady. It feels a bit like passing on a legacy to the next generation. As one who is farther along in this faith journey, it’s important to guide those who are younger into making positive, God-honoring choices. We’ve got wisdom to share and our experiences matter not only to us, but they can be the catalyst for change in the next generation. God written love stories are not be kept quiet. They should be used as examples for those who are following in our footsteps. They should be shared to give hope and help those younger than us to dream big dreams. Just like we did!