Tag - value

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Immigrants, Orphans, and Jesus
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Who Do I Value? How About Those Untrained, Ordinary, or Young?
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In Praise of Brokenness – From Dead to Alive in The School of Biblical Studies
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Love Moves

Immigrants, Orphans, and Jesus

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This post was originally published on Lindsey Lautsbaugh’s blog at http://www.thisisloveactually.com/immigrants-orphans-jesus/ on December 1, 2014 and is re-posted with permission.

My maternal grandparents were immigrants from Norway. My Grandma Edie would enthrall me with the story of her first sighting of American soil. As a young girl, she peaked through the window of the ship, and there stood the Statue of Liberty on Ellis Island, New York City.

When Grandma Edie and Grandpa John fought around my sister and me, often they would do it in Norwegian so we couldn’t understand what they were saying! My grandmother made fish-balls and lutefisk and lefse. The town they lived in was full of Norwegian immigrants, and its official motto is still “Little Norway.”

Being surrounded by so many Norwegians brought the inevitable Swedish jokes. I just thought it was like an old high school rivalry. I didn’t know why Norwegians and Swedes teased each other; it’s just what we did. In fact, my Grandfather posted a sign at the top of his drive-way that said, “Norwegians Only! No Swedes Allowed!” Little did I know that this rivalry came out of a deep-rooted history. But it was all good fun for the family in those times.

The last two weeks I’ve thought a lot about my precious grandparents. I was always acutely aware we were a Norwegian-American family. But there was so much I never knew to ask them. They were immigrants. The family didn’t know English when they came, I know that. But what else? What was it like to be foreigners in a strange land?

The reason I thought of this was because I’ve been surrounded by a whole new set of “foreigners” here in South Africa. My husband and I bought a house, and we are doing a few renovations this month before we move in. We’ve had the privilege of hiring a number of men from Malawi to help us with some of the work.

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Who Do I Value? How About Those Untrained, Ordinary, or Young?

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Recently on a trip to Rwanda, I was reminded of something I love about Youth With A Mission.

I was attending their weekly base worship time when two young Discipleship Training School (DTS, YWAM’s entry level course) students shared a devotional on God.

At first I thought this must be so annoying to their staff to have to sit through these young ladies sharing their basic revelations about God. I imagined how many I would have sat through after twenty-three years in the mission.

But then God reminded me about the gift this is. Youth With a Mission values all people being able to be used by God. We don’t require professional degrees but rather see ordinary people being used by God.

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In Praise of Brokenness – From Dead to Alive in The School of Biblical Studies

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This post was originally published on the author Lindsey Lautsbaugh’s blog at http://www.thisisloveactually.com/praise-brokenness/ and is re-posted with permission.

The past felt hard, but the worst was yet to come. Thank God, I was oblivious to this fact. In the exact middle, between hurt and more hurt, I ventured off to a nine month, intensive, Biblical Studies program.

I wanted the learning for my future career in ministry but needed it for my own personal survival. In the wilderness of Montana I worked hard, day-in and day-out. Most days were between eight to nine hours with my nose in the Bible.

Many days, it was more.

The learning was mentally exhilarating. Emotionally, though, something new was digging in to me.

I remember the day clearly. In an effort to break up the monotony, a group of students decided to go to a local coffee shop to study. We all spread out to our own tables, ordered our bottomless coffee, and began to pound away at the work to be done. The book of Romans was our current task. This is no small feat to grasp if you are familiar with the Bible. I remember the exact table and the uncomfortable wooden chair I was sitting in. While classmates around me were doing a theological CrossFit routine in their minds… I was reading the same phrase over and over and over.

“so death spread to all”

“so death spread to all”

“so death spread to all”

Then, the tears just came.

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Love Moves

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Mother Theresa, Nelson Mandela, Billy Graham… names we all recognize; people we want to emulate. Here’s the “bad news:” you and I won’t ever reach their heights. We likely won’t transform the history of whole nations. People won’t remember our names like theirs.

Sorry to break the news to you, but someone had to say it, I suppose.

Our inspiration so often comes from these heroes because the stories captivate us. Books can be written and films made. The result is that we can never measure up, and then, so often, we simply give up.

“I can’t ever do what he did, so why bother even trying?”

We shouldn’t give up though.

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