Stand by me

This video is a reminder to me that no matter where we are located in this vast world of ours, there is more that unites us than divides us. It made me smile and choke back tears. I hope it touches you too and fills your belly with warmth and goodness. Click on the hyperlink below to watch it.

Have a fantastic weekend. For my fellow US residents, make some good memories on Memorial Day!

Peace… ūüôā


So yesterday!

Old school typewriter

I hear that blogging is fast becoming (maybe already is?) yesterday’s news. Doesn’t surprise me one bit. Just as soon as I latch on to something, it becomes history, although I’m not sure that my sporadic blogging habits of late can be described as “latched on”. Whatever.

I’ve always been the cautious type. I prefer to “kick the tires” before I buy the car. I like to watch and observe, investigate and verify, before I launch into something. I did it with blogging, facebook, crop pants… of course, by the time I get into it, pop culture is on to the next fad. For instance, I’m still trying to figure out Twitter. I don’t get why I should “follow” people so that I can get every snippet of trivia and minutia they deem appropriate to share with their “followers.” I already do that with status updates on Facebook. Besides, it may be good for others who amass a great Twitter following, but I don’t think it will help my self-esteem any if no-one followed me¬† – why would they? I’m not the most fascinating person out there (is that a passionate chorus of disagreement I hear? You’re too kind!). Here’s something else I’m still trying to figure out – Blackberry phones and teeny-tiny Qwerty keypads on cell phones. But don’t laugh at or cry for me, I’ll catch up sometime, eventually, just in time for it to be “so yesterday.”

I’m OK with being a¬†step behind, though. You see, being “so yesterday” is not such a bad thing. We learn from “yesterday.” All the mistakes and faux pas of yesterday inform the choices we make today and tomorrow. Yesterday is time-tested, tried and true.

Oh yeah, I believe in yesterday…hey, someone should write a song about that! ūüôā

Happy Momma’s Day

Happy Mother’s Day¬†this Sunday¬†to all you beautiful women out there!

In our church, we don’t only celebrate mothers, but all women on this special day. This is because all women are mothers, in a sense. We are wired to be loving, nurturing and life-giving, whether it’s to our own progeny –¬†biological, adopted, spiritual or otherwise – or someone else. That’s just how we roll!

For those of you women who are dealing with the characteristic frustrations of raising well-mannered children in a sometimes contrary culture, you’re not alone, as the following video featuring Anita Renfroe will demonstrate. For others, I know you will recall hearing these words at some point earlier on in your life. It’s amazing how similar mothers are, regardless of the language they speak, or what part of the world they live in. Even if you’re one of the 10,000,000 viewers who’ve seen it before, have another laugh at this¬†video. By the way, you should hear some of the things she says in yoruba (a Nigerian language) like I did, growing up.

Have a wonderful Mother’s Day, y’all! ūüėČ

Sweet Spice (Mary)

Sweet spice

For me, Mary ranks up there with that proverbs 31 woman who sets the bar so high and makes the rest of us women¬†look like spam (the canned variety, that is, not the electronic, although my husband loves spam, so for him it wouldn’t be a bad thing – ugh!).

So why have I included her in the lineup of spice girls? Because as meek and mild as she was, it takes a certain amount of boldness to embrace her calling as the mother of Messiah. Any mother worth her salt will agree that motherhood is not for the fainthearted, but¬†being the mother of¬†Messiah? No wonder some people revere her! Not that I’m advocating that she be worshiped, but that girl deserves some props!

There’s so much I’d like to chat with her about when I finally meet her. For instance, how hard was it to endure the taunts and stigma of being pregnant out of wedlock before anyone, including her fiance Joseph,¬†believed that it was immaculate conception? What kind of love and devotion prompted her to accept the role, knowing it would be an unchartered¬†road fraught with hardships and God knows what else? How did she navigate raising Jesus as a regular kid, knowing He was anything but? And how did she raise her other kids without showing any kind of preference or bias towards Him? I’m sure she must have had her moments, but not once does the Bible recount any incident¬†that cast her in¬†bad light.

Oh yeah – sweet spice, definitely!

Sultry Spice (Bathsheba)

Sultry Spice

Ahhh, Bathsheba! Innocent victim of a bored, roving-eye monarch? I think not!

Somehow, I don’t think this sister was quite as powerless as one might think (her story is in 2 Sam. 11:1). From all accounts, King David was quite the looker and the fact that he was a passionate, powerful ruler couldn’t have hurt one bit. Her poor husband, Uriah, must have been out of his league and probably didn’t even know it. I picture him as this dedicated soldier, utterly committed to king and country, to the detriment of his own home. Bathsheba, resigned to the fact that she would always play second fiddle to Uriah’s patriotism, probably spent much of her time left to her own devices, bored to tears. Tell me she had no idea that her favorite bathing spot on the roof was within view of the palace. Tell me that when David made advances towards her, she could not have turned him down, swearing loyalty to her beloved Uriah. Tell me she could not have refused to connive with David to attempt to deceive Uriah into thinking he was the father of the seed of adultery which was growing within her. Yeah, right!

Bathsheba may not have been overt, but she was certainly conniving and drop-dead gorgeous enough to catch the eye of David who could have had any woman he pleased. Thus, she earns the title of Sultry Spice. Yet, I love that even though¬†there were tragic consequences of her sin choices, she was given a second chance and later became the mother of Solomon, the wisest and richest king of all time. Even more¬†impressive,¬†she was included¬†in Jesus’ lineage. That speaks of the grace of¬† God. That is a demonstration of the fact that no matter how low we sink, God’s hand can still grab a hold of us¬†as long as we let Him.

Interesting that in Jesus’ genealogy in Matthew 1:6, Bathsheba was not even mentioned by name, but identified as¬†the mother of Solomon and the wife of Uriah. Hmmm… Digest that. Any thoughts on why?