Before I get to the contest details, let me tell you that this brainstorm was brewed up yesterday. There were all kinds of plans stirrring around in my mind, and I couldn't wait to wake up to a new morning, with renewed energy (yesterday's long day of stuff zapped all I had), and get with it. Well.....
At 3:30am the lights in our bedroom popped on. Dang, daylight already?! No, just my husband making as much racket as a three-year-old with pots and pans. Ok, not that much noise, but at that time in the morning...come on!
Anyhoo, half our our house lost its electricity. It was there when we went to bed... Wierd.
Mike grabbed his trusty flashlight, headed out the back door, and I could hear him clomp across the cobbled path of my secret garden's path. I knew when he reached our electrical box, because, bang, click, pop, off and on went the lights, beep went the phone. It didn't help. I didn't care. All I wanted was to dream again, geting that beauty sleep I simply must have.
So, this morning, a bit groggy, but cheerful, I walk into my office and turned on all the essential switches to life. No computer. No electricity. A slight panic arises, but is quickly quelled when I remember my battery-powered laptop (I just made a typo, that said, "BATTER-powered", then realized, that's me, not the laptop!). Setting it upon my desk, I'm happy once again, and all is at peace. It loads up, and then, drats!, no net connection. That subdued panic? It hit the top of the thermometer. Yes, I'm that addicted to my online traipsing and chattings!
During this time, my BF called. After complaining for quite a few minutes, she said, "Ummm, do you want to play the glad game?" (What? I didn't think she read my blog!!!) Immediately, I told her, "No! I really just want to complain." Truly, she has no idea what it means to think up a fun contest and then not be able to follow through with it. Silly BF. I'm leaving off the other "F", the 'forever' one, because if she can't understand the import of this great event, well then... I just don't know! :)
So, all's well now, the turmoil of my heart is calmed, the lesson learned, that once again, I see that I really am so good at being a fair-weather Christian. I'm not proud of it. My heart desires to say, "Yes, Lord," in any and all weather, but this mini test revealed that I still have a long way to go. If you ever pray, "Search me, O God, and know my heart; try me, and know my anxieties; and see if there is any wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting" (Psalm 139:23-24), know that HE IS GOING TO ANSWER, and it might just be that your lack of electricity will shine a light on what is lurking deep in the dungeon of your heart!
Now, if you will look below, you will see that thick orange extension cords are now my lifeline to you! (I'm glad the bedroom still has electricity! Lord, I'm glad I had one room left with electricity. Thank You!) There, glad game accomplished! Maybe next time, I'll actually play the game right, and be glad in the midst of all life's outages!
And so...drumroll... on with the contest.....
My friend Debbie Alsdorf's book, above, just got released in July. I bought two copies. One for me, one for you. I figure we can read them together, and have a mini book club (comment boxes make that so easy). Wouldn't that be fun? You can take a peek at the book here: http://www.amazon.com/Different-Kind-Wild-Your-Faith/dp/0800733665/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1249407605&sr=8-2 or visit her webiste here: http://www.design4living.org/ .
The back cover's enthusiam encourages us to "Grab your cheetah-print gear and start living the WILD life God has imagined for you - a life bigger and grander than you ever thought possible." I might just tie a cheetah-print ribbon around my ponytail when reading through it!
All you have to do to be entered into this contest is leave a comment telling me the wildest thing God ever did for you. For me, it was at a Bible study in Fresno. Sad as you can imagine, because someone had said some truly awful things about me, I got to the study late, and chose a seat near the back. Every minute of that morning my converstation was with God, pouring it all out to Him. This continued as I sat there singing the worship song on the overhead.
One of the lines of the song said, "No weapon formed against you shall stand... I'm washed in the blood of the Lamb." And then, all of a sudden, as those words flowed out of my mouth, in rushed some silent words only the Lord can whisper to our hearts: "Not even the word of that person."
I knew that portion of song was from Isaiah 54:17. Visions of gangs with knives always came to mind when I heard it, not someone's words! I was thinking that what I heard was not from the Lord, when all of a sudden the women's director stopped the music. Normally, she stays at the back, a silent support to all her leaders up front. This time, she seemed a bit shaken. She said, "The Lord has deeply, strongly, impressed upon me to share the entire verse that this song is based on." As she read the verse aloud, for the first time, I heard the entire verse, "No weapon forged against you will prevail, and you will refute every tongue that accuses you. This is the heritage of the servants of the LORD, and this is their vindication from me," declares the LORD."
It still causes a lump in my throat, to know that our jumbo God takes such thought for His hurting children.
Anyhoo, after worship, before going to our small group, I told the woman the whole story. She was dumbfounded, and said she had never felt such a burden before. She said, "God must really love you!" I answered the only truth I knew: "He does!"
So, your story of God's wild love for you does not have to be elaborate or fancy. Just share from your heart and proclaim His wild love for you!
I will put all comment-leavers' names in a jar, and have my husband draw one out. The winner will be announced on Friday morning (because I love Fridays!).
I can't wait to hear from you!