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A Lesson This Village is Teaching Me

It finally happened…again. Middle Eastern culture driving me to the point of irritation so extreme I find myself angry at their "inability to do life right." UGH. Yes, even typing those words is embarrassing. My sin is clearly evident. 
It's moments such as: when the power goes on and off (why can't they get it together), when scheduled meetings never occur, when men overpower you because they can, when you watch local women succumb to man's every demand, when violence is defended, and innocence is stolen, when lies are culturally acceptable, and critical thinking doesn't exist, when dangerous driving is tolerable, and neighbors are caught snooping…it's all these things that can drive a western mind to complete madness. Yet here I sit, compound walls surrounding me, the lurking eyes of the village people watching our every move...judging us in return. I find myself in constant need to check my attitude, evaluate my compassion, and pray for a power due to m…

Prayer and Bible Reading Outline

Yesterday, I was listening to this sermon by Tim Keller on "personal prayer. He gave some really good insight and strategies of how to conduct a personal quiet time. This morning, I tried it out, and was amazed how much I was able to learn and apply based on a few simple steps.  The outline is below, I would encourage you to check it out sometime...I am pretty thankful I stumbled upon this:

"God will always give you what you would have asked for, if you knew everything He knows."

Random Ramblings of a Non-Hugger

20 Things My Parents Did Well

Nope, I am not a parent…not yet anyway. Although I have to say that elementary school teachers do not receive sufficient credit for their knowledge and experience with other people’s children. Outside of the parental box, the person who knows your child the best should be his/her teacher if the job is being done correctly. Seven hours a day with your child? Experts. Good teachers know about kids…they see all types. 
A substantial benefit of being around so many children is having contact with an abundance of families of all colors, shapes, sizes and mental states. Of course this means being pulled into family dramas, and witnessing an array of parenting styles and discipline techniques, which at times serves as an excellent dose of birth control. And other times, reminds you how much you really do want some of your own. But at the same time, you can't help but take mental notes of what you hope to imitate in the future or NOT copy with your own kiddos one day. 
I am noticing (and at…

A short poem: To me, the gospel isn't simple