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OK – That settles it… you’re here, you or your representative is reading this right now and someone is laughing. I can hear you! Together we’re going to change the world with a word! But first it starts with me getting the opportunity to weigh in with a few hundred words when I do that book preview I promised to do! So, what are you waiting for? I’m in, right?!
I was there at your first San Diego visit, and then at the Coronado Island Oola Dream Tour kick-off party, and more… you know I’m a fan. And you already can’t shut me up when it comes to the #oolalife.
I’m ready for your challenge… send your book my way!
4 Therefore I, a prisoner for serving the Lord, beg you to lead a life worthy of your calling, for you have been called by God.2 Always be humble and gentle. Be patient with each other, making allowance for each other’s faults because of your love.3 Make every effort to keep yourselves united in the Spirit, binding yourselves together with peace.4 For there is one body and one Spirit, just as you have been called to one glorious hope for the future.
5 There is one Lord, one faith, one baptism, 6 one God and Father of all, who is over all, in all, and living through all.
7 However, he has given each one of us a special giftthrough the generosity of Christ.8 That is why the Scriptures say,
“When he ascended to the heights, he led a crowd of captives and gave gifts to his people.”
9 Notice that it says “he ascended.” This clearly means that Christ also descended to our lowly world.10 And the same one who descended is the one who ascended higher than all the heavens, so that he might fill the entire universe with himself.
11 Now these are the gifts Christ gave to the church: the apostles, the prophets, the evangelists, and the pastors and teachers.12 Their responsibility is to equip God’s people to do his work and build up the church, the body of Christ.13 This will continue until we all come to such unity in our faith and knowledge of God’s Son that we will be mature in the Lord, measuring up to the full and complete standard of Christ.
14 Then we will no longer be immature like children. We won’t be tossed and blown about by every wind of new teaching. We will not be influenced when people try to trick us with lies so clever they sound like the truth.15 Instead, we will speak the truth in love, growing in every way more and more like Christ, who is the head of his body, the church.16 He makes the whole body fit together perfectly. As each part does its own special work, it helps the other parts grow, so that the whole body is healthy and growing and full of love.
Living as Children of Light
17 With the Lord’s authority I say this: Live no longer as the Gentiles do, for they are hopelessly confused.18 Their minds are full of darkness; they wander far from the life God gives because they have closed their minds and hardened their hearts against him.19 They have no sense of shame. They live for lustful pleasure and eagerly practice every kind of impurity.
20 But that isn’t what you learned about Christ.21 Since you have heard about Jesus and have learned the truth that comes from him,22 throw off your old sinful nature and your former way of life, which is corrupted by lust and deception.23 Instead, let the Spirit renew your thoughts and attitudes.24 Put on your new nature, created to be like God—truly righteous and holy.
25 So stop telling lies. Let us tell our neighbors the truth, for we are all parts of the same body.26 And “don’t sin by letting anger control you.” Don’t let the sun go down while you are still angry,27 for anger gives a foothold to the devil.
28 If you are a thief, quit stealing. Instead, use your hands for good hard work, and then give generously to others in need.29 Don’t use foul or abusive language. Let everything you say be good and helpful, so that your words will be an encouragement to those who hear them.
30 And do not bring sorrow to God’s Holy Spirit by the way you live. Remember, he has identified you as his own,guaranteeing that you will be saved on the day of redemption.
31 Get rid of all bitterness, rage, anger, harsh words, and slander, as well as all types of evil behavior.32 Instead, be kind to each other, tender-hearted, forgiving one another, just as God through Christ has forgiven you.
Tips from a comedian and a journalist on the art of going from small talk to big ideas — all summer long.
Imagine almost any situation where two or more people are gathered—a wedding reception, a job interview, two off-duty cops hanging out in a Jacuzzi.
What do these situations have in common? Almost all of them involve people trying to talk with each other. But in these very moments where a conversation would enhance an encounter, we often fall short. We can’t think of a thing to say.
Or worse, we do a passable job at talking. We stagger through our romantic, professional and social worlds with the goal merely of not crashing, never considering that we might soar. We go home sweaty and puffy, and eat birthday cake in the shower.
We stagger through our romantic, professional and social worlds with the goal merely of not crashing, never considering…
Message from Lori: it’s time for another Authentic Thursday!!! And that means it’s guest blog time! On Thursdays are joined by various blogging friends who are courageous enough to share authentically here, in big bad world of cyberspace. I love that they love to simply be themselves!
Today we welcome back debi Horton! Yes, “debi” with a lowercase “d”. My dear friend thinks and feels deeply, speaks truth in love and cares immensely for others. And without further adieu…
Just how much truth do you want?
I was reading a friends blog and she mentioned that she was curious if
her blogging style/content has changed since her family started following.
She is a such a great blogger to follow, she often makes me laugh out loud!
I had to ask myself,
‘Do you hold back saying or sharing certain things because of who may read it?’
I’m not going to deny, it crosses my mind.
When it does it’s a reminder to
give what I write careful thought.
Echo of My Heart
a blog that came to be
because my heart was hurting so deeply
after the loss of my sweet Dad.
I wanted to release
what was on my heart.
To be raw, it was an attempt to
put into words the magnitude of my loss.
The express the degree of pain that took residence in this heart of mine.
Of course, no amount of writing could really express the depth of that loss.
Still I wanted to vent, release some of it.
Writing helped me so much in doing that.
I think we need to accept a certain amount of responsibility
in terms of privacy, and content written in our blogs.
First and foremost
I want readers to know,
I am a flawed person
who loves a BIG God!
It is never my intent to judge another in what I write.
I am writing what has and hasn’t worked for me.
I am writing about that which I’m curious
that in which I’m yet to understand.
I don’t ever want a reader to leave my blog
without sensing, or not knowing,
that I am a Christian.
I try very hard to not
live a life that could be seen as hypocritical.
I have a responsibility to my faith to
walk the talk of that faith.
I can’t see sharing my faith
in one post and then writing
anything that may appear the opposite in the next.
I’m careful not to share anything personal that should
be only between my husband and myself.
I am careful to not share anything about my children that could
possibly upset them or be seen as an invasion of their privacy.
It is not a place for me to vent anger or disappointment,
in regard to naming an individual or group.
That would be between me and that person(s).
I may however,
write of ‘what I’ve learned’ through the experience
of feeling angry, disappointed or hurt..
I will share my feelings about life and its situations,
what my experience was from each.
Again, I am a flawed person,
so I’m not about to judge.
Speaking from my heart,
is what this blog is about.
With that said, it pains my heart to read a post either
on a blog or on Facebook of
a person who has shared about their faith
turn around and write a post that
does not reflect that they live their belief.
Nothing hurts the Christian faith more
than one claiming to be a Christian,
the life led,
the words shared
do not reflect the same.
He replied, “Isaiah was right when he prophesied about you hypocrites; as it is written: ” ‘These people honor me with their lips, but their hearts are far from me. Mark 7:6
It is not required that you, the reader, agree.
My intent is not to offend anyone.
Just sharing my thoughts
on thinking about what is to be written, before we write it.
That we are careful not to hurt or offend someone.
BIO – debi Horton has a heart for people… blessed with the gifts of mercy and encouragement she is drawn to those who need someone to come alongside them or could benefit from a refilling of the heart.
debi loves family, authentic and transparent friendships and her faith. She enjoys blogging especially about what echos from her heart; sharing what she’s learned in her life experience thus far, the good, the bad and the ugly; and especially her personal “ah ha” moments. debi enjoys her book club of nearly 16 years, random photography and road trips with her husband, but most of all being “Namaw” to their seven grandchildren.
I cried when I got the news of Tony Gwynn’s passing.
Anthony Keith “Tony” Gwynn, Sr. (May 9, 1960 – June 16, 2014), nicknamed Mr. Padre, felt like a family member to me.
Thanks to my Dad, baseball has always been a part of my life. Sunday afternoons at home (and sometimes mid-week as well)… if it was baseball season, Dad had the game on TV. In fact, our family moved into San Diego county the same year Tony signed with the San Diego Padres. This is the face I think of when I think of Tony Gwynn…
Beyond his skill and confidence on the field and the amazing legacy he leaves us… I had my own personal experience with Tony. For 3 years (when I was in college and worked for a local balloon/gift company) I had the honor and privilege of delivering annual Valentine’s gifts to him, from his wife Alicia. The annual gifts looked something like what is pictured below… except the basket was packed with candy and goodies and other gifts, and always a personalized note card from his Valentine.
On year 3 of delivering this basket I called my brother and told him to meet at the balloon shop – because I had a surprise for him. He drove with me on that delivery, and got to hand off the basket to Mr. Padre himself.
From watching him on TV, my unique experience of being at his door step a couple of times, watching him at baseball games (in person) and watching him after retirement… I have to say, I just liked this guy. He felt like family.
So when I heard the news that he had salivary gland cancer I was heart-broken. I watched from a distance as he did what he could to survive. But in the end Tony lost his battle to cancer at much too young of an age, age 54.
And yesterday morning, when I saw the news of his passing, I cried. I cried like he was a family member. I cried for his kids, and his wife Alicia.
I couldn’t even bring myself to call my brother, who I know would have also been devastated by the news. I wimped out and sent him a text instead. I wouldn’t even be able to utter the words over the phone. My Tony Gwynn is gone…
Ok, I know… like the saying goes, there’s no crying in baseball. And that’s why I’ll leave you with a picture of his infectious smile. We’ll see you on the other side…
“Remember these two things: play hard and have fun.” – Tony Gwynn
Week 2 of #sabbatical2014 was so full that I hardly had time for any naps. Just sayin’! Let’s see … I’m sure I’ll count them out for you… in the meantime, here are some of the highlights.
But first let me say… the morning hours are my favorite time of the day when I have a day off and I’m at home. The house is quiet and cool and I can spend creative time in the studio before the sun warms up the back of the house. This phrase goes through my head… daily I’m grateful that He loves me this much.
Friday through Sunday
Friday afternoon I picked up my wacky g’friend debi (love this girl!) and we headed up into the nearby hills to meet up with the rest of these gals. These special ladies are a group of dedicated souls who love ministering to the women of our church. The weekend was dedicated to learning more about each other (and we had a blast doing exactly that), cooking together and cleaning up together, freaking out about mice together, playing a little and learning A LOT about ministry … I love each of these gals as if they were my own sister…
Gone from Friday through Sunday I returned home and proceeded to nap. Emotionally spent and sleep deprived… I think I actually took 2 naps. (I still felt the exhaustion the next day – good thing I’m on sabbatical! The rest of these gals had to resume normal work/volunteer commitments on Monday morning.)
Nap count: 2
Late on Monday it started to bother me that I was struggling to focus on any one thing… I felt this way last week too. At first, I chalked it up to sleep deprivation from the weekend. I was easily distracted, and more so than usual. At first I didn’t think too much about it. After all, I reminded myself that I know I want to get some things accomplished during this time off… but I’ve got 3 more weeks to do them… so take it easy!
For the record, I’ve become very fond of our afternoon walks. They are turning into a great way to unwind … we head out with the dog on the leash and meander around our neighborhood. We live in a beautiful historic district … and this sight is just around the corner from the strange alley we live in.
Yes, I said “alley”. I live in an alley. Now THAT sounds intriguing, doesn’t it? It’s hard to explain. But let’s see if this helps… we live on a split lot. The house in front of us sits on the street. And our house is directly behind it… and accessed only through the alley, with a tandem driveway next to the house. That’s actually rather common here in these historic districts. Two of the things I love about where we are located is that 1) no solicitors EVER find us, and 2) our house is perched on a hill above the house in front of ours… and we look right over her rooftop. In fact, the view from my studio is of the tree tops and house tops in this amazing community. We are blessed… we truly are.
Today brought another bike ride, with my riding partner Sandy… and hopefully we’ll get another ride in this week as well.
On Tuesday night my hubby took me on a date… to one of his favorite places, the San Diego Velodrome. It’s a place he spends a lot of his time racing his fixed gear bicycle. And I rarely get down to San Diego during the week. You see, it’s a “school night”… and since I’m at work by 5:30 am I’m not typically worth anything on “school nights” (and typically in bed by 8 pm). That doesn’t mix well with staying up late and being an hour away from home. So… I welcome THIS chance to hang out with him, enjoy some tamales and remember a fellow racer, Jackie Price Dunn. The evening was dedicated to her memory, sponsored by her husband Durward Dunn IV.
Thankful for another day… coffee and catching up with a girlfriend, chiropractic adjustment and various errands. No naps. Hmph…
And the lack of focus continues. Why is my head fuzzy? Is it a fatigue thing? Do I need a nap? Is something else going on inside my body? Where has my drive gone that typically pushes me from task to task, powering through that TO DO list? There is so much I want to accomplish on this time off, that I don’t typically have time to do. I guess I still have 2 1/2 weeks. ::: don’t beat yourself up, Lori :::
But, now let me tell you about the BIGGEST highlight (and honor) of the week!!! Background: A few weeks ago I posted about the firestorm that ripped through north San Diego County … and during those fires it was determined that several of the fires were considered “suspicious”. One of those fires burned down a church several blocks from my home. The Calvary Assembly church of Escondido was a complete loss. Several of the walls are still standing, but only because they are being held up by large posts.
2 days after the fire I was awakened by a nudge from the Holy Spirit… at the top of my priority list that day was a stop at the site of the church fire to inquire as to what they needed and how I could help. One girl… I was being directed to ask how I could help. I stopped by and introduced myself to the Associate Pastor Mario Soto… and immediately he thanked me and said they want to buy chairs for their services, so that they can still have a place for their congregation to sit when they met in the parking lot on Sunday mornings and Wednesday evenings.
And that day a Go Fund Me account was setup. And the word was spread …
So, this is all bad news. Why is this a highlight? Because my Pastor, Chico Goff, had contacted me last week to say that our church would be making a donation to their Fire Fund. And he asked that I be there to help deliver the check. For the gracious gift, for the servant-like attitude our church has always had towards helping hurting people… I read that email and sat at my computer and bawled… like a baby, bawled.
On Wednesday, my Pastor met me at Calvary Assembly and promptly handed me the check!!! Humbled, I had the distinct honor of delivering a $1,000 check to Pastor Floyd Freeman and Associate Pastor Mario Soto … which met 50% of their goal for funds for the chairs.
The Pastor of Calvary Assembly took the check and said nothing. He stood there and looked at the check. And just kept looking at the check. And I wanted him to say something… so badly I wanted him to say something. Anything. Instead he quietly walked away and got to the business of starting their midweek service.
And driving home… I knew that IF he had said something it would have diminished what our Heavenly Father was doing in that moment. It broke my heart… and I bawled again… all the way home.
This highlight will be one of the highlights of my entire year… and it happened this week. I am wary to share it… because I’m a big believer in being obedient in helping others (without bragging about it or patting myself on the back). (In fact, my first draft of this post did not include any of this information.)
But to share the good news that GOD IS GOOD and HE knows our needs and knows how to meet our needs… that is what this is about. It’s not about our church, my Pastor or me… it’s about paying attention to the heavenly tap on the shoulder and being obedient to act on it. That’s why I share this…
again, bawling… #wheresthetissue
Many more errands… but I stopped in the middle of the day to use a local gelato shop as my office, to answer emails, update my TO DO List and get a sweet treat! Ahem…
oh… and THIS is happening in our backyard today.
Yay! Time for another bike ride!
And I think there may have been a nap on the docket for the day… I can’t remember at the time of writing this post. And the nap didn’t quite make it on to the calendar. HA! So, let’s just give me the benefit of the doubt, sound ok?
On Friday, I started this post… but again, became very distracted by the shelf I wanted to finish painting, the silverware project I wanted to test out, the basket of goods I needed to deliver to a friend… point is, it didn’t get done due to the distractions and lack of focus. And I’m starting to get very worried about my weird predicament… maybe I need to quit doing so much during my sabbatical and just REST. Hmm… good thing the writing retreat I have planned isn’t until the end of next week. There’s no way I would have been able to stay focused enough.
Friday’s afternoon walk took us to downtown Escondido. We live just a few blocks south of downtown, so it makes for a nice walk with the fur kid. And on Friday nights the majority of the city attends or participates in Cruisin’ Grand. It’s truly a unique community event that always draws a an impressive crowd.
On Saturday morning I hopped on the bike again and this time rode downtown… and I spent the morning at the Escondido Saturday Market. I pulled up a chair and sat and chatted it up with some friends, took some pictures, stuck around for lunch and got home in time for a nap. Nap count: 3 (?) See, I had to scroll up to count naps. Focus, Lori, focus.
This morning I woke up early… determined to finish up this blog. I opened up the laptop and sat down on the couch next to the fur kid… and happened upon this image and quote by Billy Joel.
And like a slap across the face I realized why I’ve lacked focus. I have had very little music on for the past two weeks!!! WHAT?!?! I always have music on!
And I was reminded of something I learned a long time ago about myself… having music on helps me focus! It works while I’m studying, while I’m at work analyzing, while I’m processing emotions… it’s like a meditation of sorts. Sometimes the music is just on… and I’m not paying attention to it. Sometimes I’m singing along and dancing to it…
My brain is activated by music… and I know there’s some science behind this. I mean there has to be. But it’s like my mind is unconsciously distracted by the processing of the noise and I can better focus on the task at hand. Is that weird? It kinda sounds weird when I type it out. But this would be on the top 10 things I would need with me on a deserted island. So, how did I go so long without my normal shot of music? So strange…
Anyway… at this point the music is back on… and I’ve powered through this post. I’ve only been distracted enough to stop twice… to make myself a cup of coffee and update my TO DO list for this morning. It’s going to be a full day… and I can’t wait to tell you all about it next week!!!
Let me leave you with this beautiful drawing. It so beautifully depicts my thoughts and feelings on music. This is how my soul sees music.
And with that, I wrap up Week 2 of #sabbatical2014. There are a few things on the calendar for this next week… but towards the middle of this week I’m high-tailing it out of town again… off to a quiet retreat with a dear friend. And I will bring my music and my laptop… the focus of the getaway is to write. And I’m so glad the musical epiphany hit today… it will help with my focus.
Thank you, Heavenly Father, for music and the unique talents you’ve given your creation in regards to creating music. I love music…
Not to be over-dramatic but there are few words to explain the devastation occurring in North San Diego County these past few days.
Fueled by record-breaking temperatures and Santa Ana winds, a good portion of our county is currently under fire… literally.
On Tuesday a brush fire erupted just southeast of Rancho Bernardo, Ca. Within hours the #bernardofire ripped through canyons and around houses towards the coast. Overnight the fire was almost completely stomped out… without loss of major structures and no loss of life.
We woke up the next morning to a new fire in Carlsbad, Ca… from what I hear from the news the #poinsettiafire stole about 15-20 condos, an industrial business or two and about 20 homes. About 20 miles north of Carlsbad is the #pendletonfire (for which I don’t have much information).
Mid-afternoon a fire broke out in San Marcos, about a mile from where I grew up. This is a picture from my church …
Throughout the day… the rest of these fires popped up, all in North County. So my out-of-town readers understand the scale of this, it would only take approximately 35-45 minutes to drive from the “Highway Fire” to the “Lakeside Fire” (via the 15 freeway, without traffic). Yes, in one day. Yes, the speculation of “ARSON!” was in full effect by the end of the day.
Thankfully the Escondido, Scripps Ranch and Lakeside fires were knocked down quickly. And the danger from the Bernardo Fire appeared to be diminishing,.. all due to the efforts of our first responders. Thank you!!! Thank you…
Later in the evening, we headed out with the dog for a brief walk. This is what we saw from our neighborhood. The picture below depicts what the #cocosfire (San Marcos fire) smoke plume looked like as of 6:15 pm on Wednesday May 14, 2014. We live approximately 6-10 miles from where the fire was at this point.
This morning I woke up in a prayer mode, logged on to social media, share some informational tweets and was happy that there was no news regarding new fires. And on the way to work, I proceeded to take the long route to the freeway so I could capture this shot…
I went to work (20+ miles southwest from where I live). I have been listening to the police scanner app on my phone for most of the day. You see, I have quite a few friends working for both the Escondido Police and Escondido Fire departments … so, yes, I am a police scanner freak. Don’t judge me…
Before I left the office I took this picture … looking back towards home. Tears stung my eyes… and the sight took my breath away. I stood there and prayed and pleaded with my Heavenly Father … to protect our first responders, to hear our cries for no further damage, to show us what good He is going to bring from this… this is devastating!
I drove home… tears still in my eyes. Still listening to the police scanner. Still praying…
And this is what we know right now. The blue area indicates the current evacuation area, as of 1:15 pm on 5-15-14. West of 15 freeway and south of 78 freeway is under orders to evacuate. The red area represents the burn area for the #cocosfire. We live to the east of the 15 freeway. I am believing we will be safe…
But several of our friends have been evacuated from their homes, with one last spray from the garden hose and a quick video on their cell phones. Several of our friends are waiting for loved ones to come home from work. So many of our friends are on their knees… praying!
God is hearing our prayers! There is a distinct absence of both loss of life and no known injuries! And even with all of these homes and all of this rough terrain, I believe there have been less than 50 structures lost at this time. My heart is breaking for those who lost their homes… but they have their LIVES!!! This is just amazing… and it shows me that God is hearing our prayers…
So I ask of you… please pray with us?!
And I will believe this … and pray this over my friends looking for hope and bravery and strength…