Last night we handed out almost 200 bottles of water to people outside of Waldbaums, helped Pastor Rich Collingridge unload some supplies for a bathroom he’s building, and assembled 25 computers for a local school. We then had a great time swimming and sharing about our service experiences.
See all of the pictures from the evening here.
Congratulations to my sister April and her husband Lalo (My wife’s brother in case you didn’t know. I’ll give you a minute to do the math … it’s not incest, I promise! lol!) on the birth of their 4th daughter, Sophia Jane who entered our world yesterday weighing in at 8 lbs. 6 oz. They did have a scary moment last night when Sophia stopped breathing and started turning blue in the nursery. They transferred her to the NICU where they are monitoring her for the next few days to try and determine why she stopped breathing. So please pray that they can figure it out and that it won’t happen again.
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As one who is involved in sowing into the lives of others this quote in Walden by Henry David Thoreau really spoke to me when I read it this evening. It reminding me of the need to constantly recognize that God is doing so much more in people’s live than what I am involved with. I need put my faith in Him and trust that He is doing something far beyond what I can see or understand. This relieves me of so much pressure. Knowing that He is the Lord of the Harvest and that I am simply a worker in His field is a source of great comfort.
“We are wont to forget that the sun looks on our cultivated fields and on the prairies and forests without distinction. They all reflect and absorb his rays alike. . . . Therefore we should receive the benefit of his light and heat with a corresponding trust and magnanimity. . . . This broad field which I have looked at so long looks not at me as the principal cultivator, but away from me to influences more genial to it, which water and make it green. . . . How then can our harvest fail? . . . The true husbandman will cease from anxiety, as the squirrels manifest no concern whether the woods will bear chestnuts this year or not, and finish his labor with every day, relinquishing all claim to the produce of his fields, and sacrificing in his mind not only his first but last fruits also.” (Henry David Thoreau, Walden, “The Bean-Field” (emphasis mine)).
Sometimes I want the dark
Sometimes I want the light
Sometimes I am wrong
Sometimes I am right
Sometimes I long for quiet
Sometimes I long for loud
Sometimes I long for sunshine
Sometimes I long for cloud
Sometimes I want chaos
Sometimes I want peace
Sometimes I suffer famine
Sometimes I enjoy feast
Sometimes I win
Sometimes I lose
Sometimes I’m told
Sometimes I choose
Sometimes I want to love
Sometimes I want to hate
Sometimes I want to give
Sometimes I want to take
Sometimes I like risk
Sometimes I like safe
Sometimes I let it go
Sometimes I chafe
Sometimes I follow
Sometimes I lead
Sometimes I write
Sometimes I read
Sometimes I want to listen
Sometimes I want to talk
Sometimes I want to run
Sometimes I want to walk
Sometimes I want a lot
Sometimes I want a little
Sometimes I like it grand
Sometimes I like it simple
Sometimes I want to stay
Sometimes I want to go
Sometimes I want to say “yes”
Sometimes I want to say “no”
Sometimes I want the stage
Sometimes I want a seat
Sometimes I want things messy
Sometimes I want things neat
Sometimes I feel young
Sometimes I feel old
Sometimes I like the hot
Sometimes I like the cold
Sometimes I want home
Sometimes I want away
Sometimes I want serious
Sometimes I want play
Sometimes I want to live
Sometimes I want to die
Sometimes I want to quit
Sometimes I want to try
Sometimes I want more
Sometimes I want less
Sometimes I try to hide
Sometimes I try to impress
Sometimes I want big
Sometimes I want small
Sometimes I want nothing
Sometimes I want it all
Sometimes I want to build
Sometimes I want to break
Sometimes I want to sleep
Sometimes I want to wake
Sometimes I act good
Sometimes I act bad
Sometimes I feel happy
Sometimes I feel sad
Sometimes I’m the teacher
Sometimes I’m the student
Sometimes I am reckless
Sometimes I am prudent
Sometimes I have answers
Sometimes I have questions
Sometimes I receive advice
Sometimes I give suggestions
Sometimes I prefer alone
Sometimes I prefer company
Sometimes I prefer few
Sometimes I prefer many
Sometimes I want to save
Sometimes I want to spend
Sometimes I want the beginning
Sometimes I want the end
Sometimes I am strong
Sometimes I am weak
Sometimes I want to hide
Sometimes I want to seek
Sometimes I’m the adult
Sometimes I’m the child
Sometimes I am tame
Sometimes I am wild
Sometimes I want to ride
Sometimes I want to drive
Sometimes I struggle
Sometimes I thrive
Sometimes I want it now
Sometimes I want it later
Sometimes I’m the problem
Sometimes the mediator
Sometimes I want to fight
Sometimes I want to surrender
Sometimes I’m the aggressor
Sometimes I’m the defender
Sometimes I want the sea
Sometimes I want the wood
Sometimes I feel I couldn’t
Sometimes I feel I could
Sometimes I want to lift
Sometimes I want to drop
Sometimes I want to start
Sometimes I want to stop
Sometimes it seems like heaven
Sometimes it feels like hell
Sometimes I want to laugh
Sometimes I want to yell
Sometimes I miss yesterday
Sometimes I long for tomorrow
Sometimes I’m filled with joy
Sometimes I’m filled with sorrow
Sometimes I want ignorance
Sometimes I want to know
Sometimes I want to catch
Sometimes I want to throw
Sometimes I’m up
Sometimes I’m down
Sometimes the big city
Sometimes the small town
Sometimes I want subtle
Sometimes I want drastic
Sometimes I want cutting edge
Sometimes I want classic
Sometimes I’m conservative
Sometimes I’m liberal
Sometimes I color in the lines
Sometimes I scribble
Sometimes I want slow
Sometimes I want speed
Sometimes I have
Sometimes I need
Sometimes I want to receive
Sometimes I want to give
Sometimes I’m full of revenge
Sometimes I’m willing to forgive
Sometimes I succeed
Sometimes I fail
Sometimes I want to stay
Sometimes I want to bail
Sometimes I want it secret
Sometimes I want to tell
Sometimes I’m the hammer
Sometimes I’m the nail
Always this is me
It’s true so I mention
All this is we
Life is lived in great tension
Copyright 2009 by Kevin Mahaffy, Jr.
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