Go Texan Day for the not so Texans

It's Rodeo time in Houston. Rodeo season means that people do crazy things like herd cattle down I-10. And buy boots, overly ruffled shirts and jeans three sizes too small just to wear on "Go Texan Day". It's a funny thing really.

I don't have a country bone in my body. I was raised in Texas, but somehow avoided the whole Clint Black, chaw spittin', ain't sayin', and the chicken and dumpling eating. Neither of my parents are from Texas, so I guess that's how we skirted around most things Southern. I do love Texans, I just don't partake in a lot of things Texan.




Today is Go Texan Day. So, my kids had a Rodeo Day at Mother's Day Out. I had nothing. I ripped off a bandanna that we're using to mark our luggage and wrapped around Makaria's neck. I took a costume from the playroom and threw it on Kesed. I laughed so hard as I got Kesed dressed because he looks like he should be working a bachelorette party. He even shot me his "How you doin'?" face for the picture. Wonderful.





When I got Makaria dressed, nothing in this bandanna felt Texan. It felt like Communism. The scarves they wear symbolize the Young Leaders in China. They all wear red scarves to school. Do my China friends feel that after looking at this picture? I also put her in a Dora the Explorer shirt with Spanish on it. That's rather Texan if you ask me.




Makaria was going for more of the Rodeo Drive look.




At least Brad's got a hat on! And plaid even. Wow, we really went all out.



Kesed decided to ride the horses with his eyes closed. He almost fell off but was rescued by the trainer operating the pony-merry-go-round. Crisis averted.






Here's Charis shooting the deuce. You can take a girl out of China, but can't take the China out of the girl.



See...he's smiling because Jesus DOES love him. I think we're going to wrap this up and send it to Mark Driscoll in Seattle. He'd love it.




I love this kid. Beat of his own drummer, I tell you.



Happy Go Texan Day.

Why Ethiopia?

Today, at Together for Adoption, there is a great group of ministries partnering together to equip Ethiopian churches to answer the call of taking care of widows and orphans.

We get asked all the time why we chose Ethiopia. While there are a thousand reasons, this outlined on T4A's blog is probably the most compelling:


Why Ethiopia?

In sub-Saharan Africa, 1 out of every 8 children is an orphan. Of the 143 million orphans worldwide, more live in Ethiopia than any other country in the world. Just twice the size of Texas, it is home to five million orphaned children. While international adoption from Ethiopia has increased in recent years, at the current rate it would take 5 million families, $125 billion, and 2,500 years to solve the Ethiopian orphan crisis.

There is a also great book called "There is No Me Without You", that follows a woman who begins an orphanage simply because people keep dropping babies off at her doorstep. It follows the kids and their stories. It's beautiful and will make you cry. A lot.

Over the hills and through the woods

Since we've been in the States, my parents have taken the kids exploring a few times. Right in their neighborhood is this little creek. It's amazing. You are in the middle of a suburban neighborhood, but it feels like you are tucked in the secluded hill country.




The kids love it.









I do not like being inside, so little adventures like this become a life line for me.





If my son could have 6,000 acres, a camera and a few sturdy sticks, I'd never see him again.






I like winter trees. I like that they've lost their leaves and are waiting. I look at winter trees and the words "potential" and "hope" define them. It's beautiful.

First hair cuts and my battle with pink

If you know me well, have ever met me, or even know how to spell my name, you will know that a place like this has never been on my "take the kids to" list. Actually, places like this have been the brunt of much mocking in my world. Not gonna lie to you. But, they had a wonderful deal on haircuts. So, I endured the pink and the "girls rule" paraphernalia and took Makaria for her first hair cut. It was about time. She was looking like Macy Gray, but not in the trendy, on purpose type of way.





She's so laid back. All she needed was a granola bar and Aerial and contentment ruled the hour.




And, then it happened....the glitter hair spray....the pink hearts on the cheeks....the sassy modeling of the new hair. It was all I could do to not want to take her and have her run through the mud to make sure none of this princess stuff actually stuck. They really did a great job with the hair cut and style. M did great and loved all the glitter (despite her mother).




I can't help myself: moms...your 3 year olds do not in fact need a manicure or to walk the catwalk in their bright green tutus after getting an updo. Sigh...ok, I feel better.

Run for Gold!

Ok, folks. If you live in or around Houston, or just want to come to Houston and visit the beautiful flat lands, factories or oil companies, you need to come on March 19th.







FormulaRunEthiopia
a Run for Powdered Gold!
Saturday, March 19th
8:00 am
{beginning and ending} at Barbara Bush Elementary
7420 Crownridge Drive, The Woodlands, TX 77382







Race registration is $12 (THE COST OF 1 CAN OF FORMULA FOR THESE SWEET BABIES!)

Click Intothestreetsofethiopia.com to begin the registration or you may register the morning of the race from 7:00 a.m. to 7:45 a.m.





You may purchase a t-shirt for $30 online or at the race.







Children's 1 Mile Run will begin at 8:00 a.m.
All children under the age of 12 are welcome to participate.
***Prizes will be awarded to all participating boys and girls!***


This is a family race, so there will be none of this....ladies. I've been to enough weddings to know we have this in us.




FormulaRunEthiopia 5k (3.2 miles) will begin at 8:15 a.m.
All are invited to run or walk this race.
***Prizes will be awarded to the top 3 males and top 3 females.***

Please join us for awards, coffee, and a light breakfast following the race!

I say, throw caution to the wind, you did just knock out a 5K.




Please understand that all registrations are final.

All proceeds will go towards the cost of purchasing and shipping formula to their partnered YWAM Adoption Ministry orphanages in Ethiopia.

All the cool kids are coming. What an awesome way to come out and savethe life of a sweet child in Ethiopia. What an awesome way to teach your kids to give back. So, don't wait and think about it, just click and register. Done. See, that was easy.

America the Beautiful

America, America, you've brought many things
from donuts and pizza and new songs my kids sing

No longer the Chinese anthem in a red scarved sea,
But, "doncha wish your girlfriend was hot like me"

Walmart and Redbox for movies and treats.
Finding the toilet instead of peeing on streets.

Running and jumping barefoot and outside.
Kids streaking the front lawn with glory and pride.

Ordering pepperoni pizza without having to explain
"add the pepperoni to cheese that originally was plain."

Chips, salsa and cheese til I ache
"But I won't eat this in China!" is the excuse that I'll take.

Car rides with heat and a radio inside,
to drive and shuttle and sometimes just hide.

With all of the fun and all of the joys;
it's time for us to head to the motherland of noise.

It's time to eat veggies and wash our feet;
from the grime and the stories our legs will soon meet.

God has a journey for our family to learn
how to trust and have hearts that will long and yearn

to depend on Him and listen for His voice;
treading the unfamiliar, but given a choice.

Seek out the Lord until He answers my pleas
fight for joy and fight on my knees.

He is reminding me daily of our calling and love
for Him and the people living below and above.

Packing

Packing




About 4 weeks until we fly
things to do I can only describe

Packing and cleaning for a family of 7
makes me yearn and ache for life in heaven

There are 14 check-ins and as many to carry
requires an army or women whose legs are hairy.

Movie screens on the seats are my new best friend
5 movies later, my kid's trip will end.

Heading towards security makes me shiver
and gives TSA an ulcer on their liver.

People run and people hide
when they see us coming to their side
of the line that winds to and fro
I hear them praying we aren't in their row.

If we make it to China with computers and kids
a victory dance happens and we take a bid
which parent will fall first, asleep in the night
Not waking til we see the bright morning light.

Now back to the packing, I cannot delay
From a month to a week and then finally one day.

Horses and Birthdays

Grandpa took the three oldest, hubs and I horseback riding on Tuesday. We went to Cypresswood Trails. We had a blast. The instructor was so great with the kids. She taught all of us how to hold the reigns and where to put our feet so that we aren't sore in the morning.


We rode for a solid hour through the woods. I pretended I lived in a Jane Austen novel and wrote prose in my head about galloping after my love on horseback....in the rain. It was lovely.



Charis got to ride by herself too. They had another guide on horseback that was attached by this rope and rode in front of her. He was like her tow truck. She loved it. We were nervous because she is not a fan of animals in general. She has told me she hates dolphins because they would eat her dress. The last time she tried to ride something, it was an elephant. She wouldn't even do near it. So, this was a big victory for her.



Selah could not be more in love with horses. She was telling me all kinds of wonderful facts about trotting and cantor and how you should wear your hair while on horseback. She was awesome to watch.






Little buddy here rode "Marcus" and was ecstatic when, as I rode behind him, Marcus started to poop. It pretty much made my son's day.




My horse's name was Aloof. Perfect.






The day was gorgeous. After the horse riding, we headed out to grab a quick lunch and get to partying at Incredible Pizza. Both Malachi and Charis had birthdays recently. So, this was the celebration.



He has not put this toy down since he got it. Both my boys are Buzz obsessed. He even wrote a poem and painted a picture about him. Here's the poem:


Buzz has wings, they come out, ZING! He shoots lasers, (he can shoot YOU later). He can talk, he can walk, if you want to play with him, YOU walk, walk, walk, to “toys r us!



Little Charis is all about Rapunzel. Grandpa took the kids to see Tangled a little while back and she's been smitten with this character ever since. She also painted a picture of her doll yesterday.






We had such a great time. We spent almost 5 hours at the Pizza/Game place. I got last place in laser tag. And yes, I'm blaming it on my faulty gun. This was kind of our last hoorah before going home to China. I'm so glad we did it, everyone had fun. And then we slept well....really, really well.

You WILL enjoy your time with me!

China Might Force Visits to Mom and Dad (January 29, 2011, The New York Times)



On the eve of the Lunar New Year festival, when Chinese flood train stations, bus terminals and airports to reunite with loved ones, one Chinese ministry is proposing that the government mandate closer families. Under a proposal submitted last Monday by the Civil Affairs Ministry to China's State Council, adult children would be required by law to regularly visit their elderly parents. If they do not, parents can sue them. The proposed amendment to a 1996 law on rights of the aged could be considered by the National People's Congress, China's government-appointed legislature, when it conducts its annual session in March.


Could you imagine the backlash this would cause in the States?

flute and me.

Since October i have been playing the flute. And i just wanted to tell you readers about it.
well, first of all we always have to began with a picture of me( or should i say " The cute girl".
(sorry it is up there.) ANd i am about to learn how to play " Jolly Ole Saint Nicholas".
And i want to tell you something that someone once told me : when you first start playing the flute you might not like playing it. But, the more you play the more you will like playing it. Any way i will keep writing lots of blogs, way often.






Selah

Charis' 5th

Yesterday was Charis' 5th birthday! We are having a celebration next week with Malachi, but the day of her birthday included pink coffee cake and candles,




a giraffe named "Miriam" and a very excited little girl.



I took the older three out for a birthday lunch of her choice. Of all the fast food offered to her, she chose Sweet Tomato-a soup and salad buffet. My kids think buffets in America are the sole reason it's risen to superpowerdom.




Then we let her pick out a movie-Dispicable Me. We had a great time honoring our sweet girl. As usual, we went around the table at dinner and told her the things we love about her. Some of things were:

a joyful servant

hard worker

generous with her things

thoughtful

concerned when others are sick and hurting

and so many others. We love you, Charis! You are a delight to our family and to others. Your smile brings joy to our day.




Happy Birthday! We Love you.

Today...I heart homeschool

Homeschool. Is it a blessing? Yes. Is it easy? No.


If you meet someone who goes on and on about how easy and wonderful home schooling is for her, then she is lying. Or her bun is wound too tight and her apple applique jumper is squeezing the sense out of her brain.

I do love home school, but there are days that I don't just want to throw in the towel....I want to take the towel and make a rope to escape out my bedroom window. But, today was fun. We've been on a bit of an auto pilot mode lately and we needed to change things up a bit today.




We've started Earth in our Astronomy. In preparation, we made a huge sugar cookie. Each one picked out two continents to cut out of dough. After they cut them out, we placed in on the blue earth.










Then, we made lunch and ate outside. Since it was 75 degrees (thank you, Texas) the kids spent a long time designing and constructing a tree house village.








It was complete with a mailing system, parking garage and front porch chairs.



Kesed rounded out the day with an attack of the pantless dinosaur.

Going Home!

Our sweet girl's blood has returned to normal! Which in turn has allowed us to purchase tickets to go home. The beginning of March, we will head back, look for a home, move our stuff and try and figure out how to speak Chinese again.

I am here

No, I cannot sing.

No, it has no music.

But, I wanted to share the song I wrote with you. It's written from the perspective of me speaking to Makaria. And from Jesus speaking to His children.



As I wrote it, I was wanting to convey how I felt as we went through the process to get Makaria. Nightly, I would look at her picture and yearn for her to know that we were coming. I would face her picture that sat on my computer and tell her "Good night, baby, we are coming!" I cried myself to sleep more than once as I turned away from her and tried to find peace. Her picture (ie., the "frame") was the only thing I had that gave me hope that this process would ever turn into a daughter. During that process, I understood the longing Jesus has for His children. We wander and fetter along, having no idea that Jesus is caring for us. That He is waiting for the day when we call Him Father. He looks at our "frame" (Ps. 139) and lovingly counts the hairs on our heads. So, this little ditty is two-fold. It hopefully conveys my thoughts about wanting Makaria as my daughter and wanting to yell through the computer screen "I am coming. Just wait! I'm here!" It also shares how Jesus longs for His children's hearts. For their trust. He so desperately wants His children to understand that His hand is secure. That He is there and won't abandon them. I want Makaria to get that. Jesus wants us to get that.



I am here



I stare at your frame thinking of your future,
but wanting your today.
Believe in my presence, look for my grace.

There will be a time when close won't seem so far
When you will trust in my voice as the moon does the stars.

There will be a day when you will find no season to blame
'cause I have breathed life into your heart.
I have given you a new name.

I need you to know I am not leaving.
I need you to know I am here to stay.
Till dawn breaks new mercies
Till waking brings new days.
I am here.

I cover your future, grace covers today.
Grip onto my promise that redemption's been made.
Rest my child, you don't have to try
I carry your freedom, I've given you life

I am not leaving, you belong to me
in the dark of the night, hope as you dream.
For I am counting your days, measuring your time.
till I can clean off your hurts
and say "you are mine."

I need you to know I am not leaving.
I need you to know I am here to stay.
Till dawn breaks new mercies
Till waking brings new days.
I am here.

I wish I could restore days lost to wondering
if I existed, if anyone was coming.
But child, I am here now and tomorrow the same.
For when I look down, I see not an orphan
but a child wearing my name.


I need you to know I am not leaving.
I need you to know I am here to stay.
Till dawn breaks new mercies
Till waking brings new days.
I am here.

Chinese Mothering Controversy

We've had lots of people ask our opinions about the article on Chinese parenting.

This excerpt has stirred much angst here in the States. I don't know if I have it in me to dissect this article and do a full comparison of Chinese and American mothering. There's too much back ground that would need to be given on both sides. Honestly, it could fill up an entire blog.





I've widdled down the premise to two things that have to be decided when you embark on parenting.

1. What is my definition of 'LOVE'?

John Piper puts it beautifully by saying this:

The love of God is not God's making much of us, but God's saving us from self-centeredness so that we can enjoy making much of him forever. And our love to others is not our making much of them, but helping them to find satisfaction in making much of God. True love aims at satisfying people in the glory of God. Any love that terminates on man is eventually destructive. It does not lead people to the only lasting joy, namely, God. Love must be God-centered, or it is not true love; it leaves people without their final hope of joy.

As an American parent, our default setting is to love our children by making them happy. As a Chinese parent, they love their children by making sure they don't get sick and study hard. They love their children by assuring that they will have opportunities in the future.

We need to ask a few questions as we decide how we want to love our children:

a. What does it mean to express love to them?

b. What does it mean to receive love back from them?

c. Practically in my day, what does love look like as I parent them?




2. When I envision my child at 18, what do I want him or her to look like?

At all the homeschool conferences I go to, they encourage us to do a little self-reflection. We make a list of about 10 things that we want for our kids by the time they turn 18.

For example, we want our kids:

a. To love serving others.

b. Be able to share the gospel clearly with others

c. To love have a curiosity that spurs on their love for learning

d. Have a global awareness.

e. Understand how to put together a logical argument

These are just a few of ours. But, if my goal for my children was to have them be the top mathematician in their school, then I would start at 5 and drill in math facts. By 12, they would be doing algebra and spend many hours a day working out problems. This is where the Chinese parents flourish. They see the end goal and they discipline their children to achieve that goal. Whether you agree with it or not, it is commendable that they stay the course. When their children whine and complain at not liking math, the Chinese parents don't waiver. Some might see this abusive, but Chinese parents see it as very, very loving. See? It all depends on how you define love and what you wish to see your children grow up to become.

In my opinion, the wisdom in the article comes when we step back and question our assumptions. Let us not be parents who just survive until the kids turn 18. Set vision. Stay the course. And pray like there's no tomorrow.

Finding God in the Wait

As I hear stories of friends I miss in China, I sit here and wait. We have been waiting for 5 months now. Historically, I have not waited well. But this time around, I don't want to wait like a bratty child who sits with their arms folded at the dinner table waiting for their mothers to serve their every request. I want to sit in awe and gratefulness that He has given me another day to serve Him. But gratefulness in the wait is as hard to find as good Chinese food in America.

I sat in the car as I waited for my kids this afternoon and Lord spoke clearly to me about His wisdom in our wait. Here we go.


Proverbs 2:1-5

"My son, if you receive my words
and treasure up my commandments with you,

making your ear attentive to wisdom
and inclining your heart to understanding;

yes, if you call out for insight
and raise your voice for
understanding,

if you seek it like silver
and search for it as for hidden
treasures,

then you will understand the fear of
the Lord
and find the knowledge of God.

This proverb is chalk full of insights into the heart of God. I'm only going to touch on a few. There are several things in these Scriptures that walk us through understanding God in more fullness. Because there is and if/then clause, you have to work back words a little. We know that the result is that we "will understand the fear of the Lord and find the knowledge of God." (Prov. 2:5) So, knowing the result we obviously need to understand the path to get there. Start back up at Proverbs 2:1 and walk through these with me:

In order to know the Lord in my wait, I have to:

1. Receive

receiving the Lord's words means humility for us.

2. Treasure His commandments

treasuring His commandments means we have to protect ourselves in the Word. We only treasure things we value and we want to show off to other people. His commandments are a means of sanctifying us and glorifying Himself. They aren't oppressive and legalistic, rather, they point us to our need for Jesus. And that is something to be treasured.

3. Make my ear Attentive

When I am trying to read something or hear lyrics to a song, I need an attentive ear. For me that means that all talking, tapping pencils, scraping of chairs has to cease. I am diligent about making it quiet because I want to hear whatever it is that is that I am listening to. Do I work that hard to hear God? Do I make space and time for stillness? Bottom line is that when a good tv show wants my ear attentive, I make it happen. I just pray that I am that intentional in my times with the Lord.

4. Incline my Heart

When we incline our hearts towards something, we lean into it. We press in. And honestly, when we lean into the Lord, it means that we are leaning away from other things and other people.

5. Call out for Insight

There are several times that we find ourselves calling out. We raise our voices because we feel like we aren't being heard; we are angry; or we are excited. All three of these can be summarized by saying that we are desperate. And just speaking would be an insufficient expression of our hearts. When we are calling out, we are expressing our deep desperation for God to respond in some way.

6. We seek out the Lord's wisdom like silver and search for it as for hidden treasure.

If I knew that silver was hidden for me to have if I could just find it, I would be consistent and relentless in my pursuit. The time spent searching wouldn't be a burden nor would it cause anxiety because I know that the reward is good. I wait patiently because I know that what I get in the end is valuable.

This is where I find myself now. We don't know if and when we will head back to China. There is no guarantee for us in any of the blood testing that is happening for our daughter. But, if I grow anxious in my waiting for answers, then when I finally have some, my response will be "Well, it's about time God! I've been waiting a LONG time. Finally!" But, if my wait is patient, hopeful and trusting. If I walk through these Scriptures in Proverbs 2 and call out for the Lord then my wait will be blanketed in thankfulness and hope. And whenever God finds it good to share His plans with us, I will be grateful and humbled instead of acting like a spoiled kid at dinnertime.

When I think of the fact that God took a long time to save Paul, it gives me much comfort. You see, God saw Saul persecuting His church. He saw the pain that Saul was causing. The destructive path he was leaving behind him. God saw all this and yet waited for Paul's conversion. God had the bigger picture in sight. God apparently saw that if He waited, that He would get more glory.

The summary of what I have learned as we wait is that God doesn't owe it to me to tell me the when, how, where and why's of our wait. As a matter of fact, I'm not sure the end result is the part that God is ultimately concerned with. He is concerned with how we wait. It's in that tension that we grow. It is at that point of limbo that we call out in desperation and seek a God who is bigger than ourselves. God knows this about us humans. So, He gracefully lets us wait because He knows that we will come out in the end with a deeper love and satisfaction in having Him as our Rescuer.

Wait graciously my friends. God wants your waiting. Let Him rest on your hearts and grant you peace beyond all understanding because He is a good, loving and sovereign God.

My song" Find a way" by Selah

Hey, readers. This is Selah. And I really enjoy singing and writing Worship songs. And this is one of my mom's favorites and the latest one's I have done, And it is called" Find a way". Here it is:

Find a way

Find a way to my heart , Lord
For I can not break it,
From stony to flesh. But you can!!
Because you are the everlasting God.

*Chorus* You are the marvelous one,
You are the King of Kings.
And every pinch of pain felt on Calvary was so I could live; was so I could sing.
So find a way , Lord. Find a way, through my stony heart

Verse 2. Lord, you can find a way
through my stony soul and my stubborn heart.
Because you are the marvelous Savior! # 2 times sing



*Chorus* You are the marvelous one,
You are the King of Kings.
And every pinch of pain felt on Calvary was so I could live; was so I could sing.
So find a way, Lord.
Find a way, through my stony heart.




This song was inspired by Donna Stuart's song " Brave to Believe". To know more about Donna Stuart go to this website: Donna Stuart

How to help your expat friends

No, we don't have medical clearance yet, but I am trusting that the Lord will have us go back to China in a few weeks. We are ready. But, with that, comes the unfortunate part of traveling-the whole saying good-bye part. I won't write on it for long because I hate it. I said good-bye to my best friend two days ago and she asked me what she can do to love me and my family when we are gone. I sat up last night and wrote down a few things. They are not at all earth shattering, but maybe they will help you know how to love the people you know who live outside of America.


1. Send email. Even if it’s trivial, like, I ran into your grandmother at the Bingo hall last night. And she won $15 dollars and a gift certificate to Luby’s. Send them that email. They will laugh and then feel like they are connected to your world in some small way.


2. Send care packages. Put in them the small things that mean a lot to your friend. It doesn’t have to be big, just meaningful. Ask them what things they are craving and put those in. If you can’t afford a care package, maybe send an e-card or buy them a single song online and send it their way. Or send snail mail.

3. Pray for them. And then tell them that you are praying for them. Your friend wants to be reminded that there are people in the States contending for them and their work.

4. Go see them. I realize this is rather impractical for most people. But, if you have the resources and can get time off then do it. I cannot tell you how refreshing it is to have friends come and see your world. You would experience the sounds and smells that make up your friend’s home.

5. Ask them questions about what their days are like. Don’t assume your friend is too busy to answer your curiosities. It shows them that you want to understand their day. We’ve had lots of people tell us that they were afraid to email us because of security. If you are talking about your personal life and what is going on, there is no problem in most places. Ask your friend for email parameters.



We have even had families that get their kids to send our kids emails. This engages our children and gives American kids a glimpse into life overseas. Be creative and be consistent. This will speak volumes and will sustain that person when days get discouraging and they want to use the words in their new language that they learned on the street but they shouldn’t repeat to anybody.


Hope this helps.

My boys.







My girls.










I love them all.

Kids' Reading Series

Ok friends, I need your help. What are your favorite kid's series'? My kids are huge readers and they've pummeled through a lot of what we've got. We're looking for something new.

We've done:

Magic Tree House
Nancy Drew
Junie B. (she's a bit sassy for my taste though)
Boxcar Children
American Girl
Encyclopedia Brown
and a few others that I'm forgetting at the moment.

Shoot me your favorite so that i can stock up before we head back overseas. They also LOVE biographies and have read almost all of the Historical and Christian Heroes put out by YWAM. I highly recommend those, by the way.


Thanks!

Questions to Ask for 2011

The funny thing about the new year is that it's really just the next day. Friday turned to Saturday, just like it does the rest of the year. But because the ticker moved from 2010 to 2011, it adds weight and power to the change. These are a few questions that I found here to ask ourselves at the beginning of a new year.

1. What's one thing you could do this year to increase your enjoyment of God?

2. What's the most humanly impossible thing you will ask God to do this year?

3. What's the single most important thing you could do to improve the quality of your family life this year?

4. In which spiritual discipline do you most want to make progress this year, and what will you do about it?

5. What is the single biggest time-waster in your life, and what will you do about it this year?

6. What is the most helpful new way you could strengthen your church?

7. For whose salvation will you pray most fervently this year?

8. What's the most important way you will, by God's grace, try to make this year different from last year?

9. What one thing could you do to improve your prayer life this year?

10. What single thing that you plan to do this year will matter most in ten years? In eternity?


I'm going to try and go through these over the next few days in my morning time with Jesus. Good questions to get me thinking for this year.

Happy New Year!