“All the earth will shout your praise! Our hearts cry out, these bones will sing, ‘Great are You, Lord!’” The morning after hosting IF:Alamance for the 2016 IF:Gathering, our large congregation poured out praise to God singing that song. I felt the “weightiness and substance of God’s Spirit” in my bones as Jo Saxton had described glory earlier that weekend. It felt so real. Flashbacks of the past couple of days from IF:Gathering 2016, and singing that same song Lauren Chan
When I was in my early elementary years, on a pretty day, or any day to get me out of her hair, my mom would send me outside to play. Our back yard was fenced in and very woody. There was a small patch of a somewhat grassy hill but the rest was called a “natural area”. But really it was woods. We had my dad’s heavy, army green tent he used when he was younger, a small sand box, and a metal swing set with a couple of swings, a trapeze and a slide that my sister and I playe
I’m still trying to process the experience I had last week. I’m trying to think of the best words to put on this paper, the most amazing story that will capture your attention, because I want you to have experienced the same thing that over 550 women did as we gathered to worship God, study His Word, communed with other believers, and be equipped to spread the Gospel. I sit in this chair holding an empty bowl. It’s empty for a purpose. It has a crack right through the middl
It was almost hour number eleven in the car. The morning had started early at 6am. Since then, we had traveled through half of Arizona, all of New Mexico, and now crossed the border into Texas and had about an hour and a half left on that day’s journey. This was the first time I’d ever been to Texas, so I was looking all around in this new territory. Not long after we were in the Lone Star State, off in the distance, we noticed rows and rows of something. As we got closer,
My arms feel like limp noodle as I type this. I just did something I haven’t done in several years. Too many years. I swam laps. How many summers have I spent at the neighborhood pool with my kids? I think 6 years and I’ve gotten in the water maybe 10 times. Before that, I was at the gym and didn’t use the pool. Goes to show you I don’t like it. I’ve been walking for exercise for several years but have recently gotten Plantar fasciitis and decided to try swimming again.
I’ve really been at a loss of words. I’ve been at a loss because I’m in awe at how God moved and spoke to the hearts of women at IF:Gathering two weeks ago. I’ve been at a loss or words because my brain had kind of been on overload before and even more after processing all that had happened. I’ve been at a loss or words because my body needed rest, and in order to do that, the day after IF:Gathering, I came down with a yucky cold, which I’m still fighting right now. Maybe I
There’s still so much to process from this past weekend. Pictures and comments exploded all over Facebook, Twitter and Instagram from IF:Gathering and IF:Locals. There’s words to describe our feelings – ignite, faith, stones, marking your moment, freedom, breaking down walls, building bridges towards racial reconciliation, be bold and courageous and what is your step of faith? We’re made stronger. We feel God’s Spirit in us. We feel more united and ready take on a personal
Over 125 women hear this girl say with a shaky voice while eyes welling up, “Where do I even begin? How in the world can I put this weekend into words that can be remotely close to describing what a holy experience this is. I do know that you are here for a reason. I do know that God’s Spirit is present and among us right here. In this time. This place.” This time and place we’ve been waiting for, praying over and planning for was finally here. There hasn’t been one day
Last week my friend, Karen, and I had the opportunity to attend an Elon University InterVarsity Christian Fellowship (IV) meeting on campus. My mind flooded with memories from the many IV and FCA meetings and events I went to when I was a student there at Elon…not too long ago. Boy, we learned so much that night from those students. We gnawed on Ezekiel 37 about dry bones, breath, and the Holy Spirit in a new-to-me way but even more, we learned how these kids’ hearts are o
Last February I experienced the first ever IF:Gathering. And what is IF:Gathering you may ask? Many reading this probably already know at least a little bit if you follow me on Facebook or read some of my blog posts but now it’s less than 3 weeks away and I need to take deep breaths to calm my restless spirit. In a good way. As a refresher before I share what I’m wrestling with these days, here’s my long and short version of 2014. I found out about IF:Gathering – a first
Today I’m joining in a blog link up with Emily Freeman at Chatting at the Sky. Each month we’re encouraged to share what we’ve learned the past 30 days, but since it’s the end of the year, then I’ve taken some time to look back at what I’ve learned in 2014. (Thanks Emily!) 2014 is over and done. Looking back, it’s hard to define in one sentence all that happened and all I learned. The ironic thing is that my 2014 Word was define. My year-goal was to define my life missio
And we think we have it rough here in this fast paced society whenever we have to wait. What about Jesus? When Jesus was here on this earth to rescue us, he got to experience what it felt like to wait. He had to wait about 30 years until his ministry began. Did he physically feel nervous, a longing, excited or anxious to pursue his calling and purpose while he cut wood and hammered nails day after day as a carpenter? What about God? He knows better than any of us what it fe
“Though we wake up every morning on a fractured planet and though pieces of our brokenness still flake off every day, we have found in Christ a joy beyond all other joys, and we are prepared by His boundless grace to persevere to the very end….till our faith becomes sight, till we see Him face to face. Till we are completely changed.
God be praised.” ~ Matt Chandler And that’s all I have to post today. Those few words can make you ponder a million things. See more Wait and S
I’ll be honest: I don’t like to play the game called “Wait”. Give me Pictionary, Uno or even Candy Land. I’d jump at the chance. And even though you have to wait for your turn to roll the dice or pick a card, the wait isn’t long. But the game Wait takes too long, makes me feel restless and I become distracted by other things that takes my mind away from figuring out the best way to cross the finish line. Here’s the instructions for the game. Wait until your turn. Wait eagerly
I cannot get that song out of my head. If I type it out here and you read it, it might make you sing this song the rest of the day, too. In the large, dark room, most people, including my daughter, were under the age of 10, watching hundreds of little Lego people zooming in their Lego cars and marching with their straight legs down the manicured city sidewalk. As I munched on the movie popcorn, I confess there was a little smile on my face because… Everything is awesome! OK