Showing posts with label Mars Hill. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mars Hill. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Way Back Wednesday - Sailing to Seattle - Week Five

*This is a pre-written blog post from April 8, 2013 to look back on why we left Texas to live in Seattle.*


My patience is wearing thin, and I am beginning to get fidgety. I watched, feeling helpless, as my husband battled with discerning what God has called him to do in life, what he needs to do first, and where he needs to do it.
I truly love my husband and am so grateful he prays!
He desires with his whole heart to live a life honoring and obedient to the Lord. As do I. I’m thankful that he is not a hasty man, because I tend to be a hasty woman. That means I tend to make poor decisions because they are quick, thoughtless, and fear-driven. And moving anywhere driven by emotions can tend to be a painful experience. And ain't nobody got time fa dat!
The controlling part of me wanted to know what was going to happen, where are we going, when is this happening, so I could make a plan for us to get there, because what if we miss a deadline, or miss an opportunity, or job, or home, or life..? Then what? One of my greatest fears is a wasted life. 

When I was nineteen, I thought I’d have babies, a home, and a ministry by now, and my palms sweat at the thought of waking up and being thirty and NOTHING’S CHANGED!!! 

This, my friends, is sin. Point blank, sin. I am not believing that God is the loving Father that he says he is, and if we are going to be honest, he shows me everyday whether I see it or not! I don't believe he is in control, that he is sovereign, and that he cares for that which concerns me. This sin, like all sin, will destroy me. 

One of our other places on our “map” was Seattle. Mars Hill was introduced me to back in 2008 while I was looking for a marriage series to study. I thought “if I knew all that I could know about marriage, God would have to give me a husband…” SMH. The series was called Peasant Princess, and the Lord really got a hold of me through it. First off, this guy, Mark Driscoll, was talking about stuff I had never heard or imagined would ever come over the pulpit, and to be honest, it intreged me. He talked about sex within marriage, he talked about intimacy with God and your spouse, and answered tons of random, but relevant, questions about real life. He would address the women tenderly but truthfully, encouraging repentance, honesty, and knowledge with wisdom which I hadn’t heard before. But the men, boy, he certainly roughed them up, which I really liked. There were some sermons he would yell the whole time at the men! But it wasn’t this angry man making fun of and criticizing other men’s characters that got me excited, it was he was presenting the character of a man that was biblical and desirable in a husband. He yelled about their laziness, their rejection of any type of responsibility, the fact that they were still depending on their parents for everything, they don’t have a job, they don’t pray, they don’t read their bible, they don’t lead, they don’t take responsibility for their children, they don’t love and serve their wife, but yet “want to be submitted to and called men of God”. Now this… This was unheard of.

Overtime, I kept track of what Mars Hill was up to, new sermons series, Q & A sessions on tough scriptures and tough questions, planting new church, etc. Very exciting stuff. God really used this ministry to show me a different side of Himself that I honestly didn’t like at first. I even found myself asking questions with tears running down my face, like, “Who are you? It’s like I don’t even know you.” Well it was because I really didn’t. I knew somethings about Him, but I didn’t know Him. I was raised to believe that God was one way, and that was it. But now, He was showing me that their were sides of Him that my little brain couldn’t understand, because if I were God (which I acted like often) I wouldn’t do things like He would, did, or does. He began to show me that HE is God and I am not. HE knows everything, and I do not. And honestly how dare I, His creation, tell Him, the Creator, how to do His work. He sees the bigger picture, and I cannot.
"Purify yourself in the process of worship, carrying the holy vessels of God."
Derek wasn’t very fond of Mars Hill or Pastor Mark. He did like the important things, but I could tell he didn’t like getting yelled at, or Calvinism. (I’ve asked him to do an entry soon about everything, so be expecting that.) But he did agree to do one of their sermon series together to help us with getting back to studying scripture together.

The plan was to start the Doctrine series, which would help us know if we were going in the same direction of Mars Hill or not, theologically. We would listen to one sermon every other day and we would come together that night and discuss it. We learned alot, repented even more, and were encouraged abundantly. But through one sermon in particular, the Lord spoke clearly. Worship. God began to revealto us all that we worshiped instead of Jesus. Man’s opinion, food, financial status, clothes, alcohol, jobs, beauty, children, spouses, family members, anything that we placed on God’s throne that was not him, including ourselves was the object of our worship. Yes, worship. These are not actions that we can just start or "stop doing." These are idols in our heart that we need to identify as idols and by faith ask the Holy Spirit to crush them through his grace. He really opened us up to the freedom from which comes from Him being on the throne and no one and nothing else.
WHAT FREEDOM! I’m no longer bound to being the prettiest, skinnest, woman because beauty is not my God. I can receive corrective critcizism and not be crushed because man’s opinion is not my God. I can have a drink with my husband and not be an alcoholic or a drunkard, because it is not my God. I no longer eat a slice of cake and not be satisfied until I eat the whole thing because food is not my God. I can go out with my friends, enjoy their company and not judge them but encourage them in truth because I and they are not God. I don’t have to have all of our moving plans figured out, I don’t have to get Derek to figure our whole lives out so we won’t miss anything, and I don’t have to have a step-by-step plan of what I’m going to do in the next 5-10 years because I am not God.
When we worship something, someone, a thought, a desire, or anything, we bow ourselves, our lives, and those that depend on us, down to it, submit our ways, and our standards to what this thing requires of us. What we worship brings meaning and purpose.
Women and men are bound by bulimia because they worship the thought of being skinny. Women have hundreds of surgeries on their body because their heart worships the lust of youthful beauty. People are alcoholics or drunkards because they worship the buzz, the escape, the appearance, the numbing, the acceptance. People are addicts to substance because they worship the high, release, or experience. That’s why babies go hungry because their parents have to live large and then they can’t afford to feed them, because they worship themselves, what they want, and their lives. I have no room to judge nor am I trying, but I have been a worshipper of many of things and this really happens.

I, along with everyone, have allow these gods/idols to divide, steal, and destroy our lives. But Jesus now gives me the freedom to enjoy life and not be bound to it. We worship in all that we do. We were not created to worship, but created worshipping. Oh, such freedom we have in worshipping Jesus. With Him on the throne of my heart, I can breathe. And whenever I replace Him with myself or anything else, He has given me the gift of repentance.

Monday, February 17, 2014

My Sunday Drive - Egg Bake Recipe

My Grandparents are in town!!! 
Today was an early start! I grabbed a triple caramel macchiato from Starbucks and headed to practice with my love, Derek. It's so great he is on the production team because early mornings alone are hard. Plus, who's going to wipe any sleep out of your eye that you may have missed!
The sermon today was so good! Pastor Mark spoke on James 2:1-7. I encourage you to take some time and watch the video! Totally worth it!

We had lunch at Spud's on Alki then headed over to Husky's on California for some ice cream. I really enjoy my grandparent's company. I love hearing their stories and experiences. Growing up, I wasn't too interested, but they have been on this earth alot longer than I have and I've come to realize they know a thing or two. I want to be able to share their stories to my kids. 
I did get to make one of my favorite egg bakes for us to enjoy for breakfast!

Recipe for Plasch's Family Egg Bake:
2 lbs of breakfast sausage, browned, drained, and crumbled
9 slices of white bread, crusts removed & cut into squares
4 tablespoons of butter, cut into small cubes
3 cups of milk
5 scallions, chopped, including green tops
1/4 cup of chopped green bell peppers
12 eggs beaten
2 cups grated cheddar cheese (8 oz)
1 teaspoon of salt
1/4 teaspoon of ground black pepper 

 Serves 12-14 folks.
1. Brown, crumble, and drain your 2 lbs of sausage. 
 2. Beat the 12 eggs well. Add milk.
3. Chop your green peppers and scallions and add to eggs.
 4. Cut the crust from your bread, and cut into thirds, then the thirds into squares. Add to egg mixture.
 5. Add cheese to the mixture.
 6. Add sausage. Stir well.
7. Butter the inside of the 9x13 inch casserole dish.
8. Pour the mixture in casserole dish and cover with aluminum foil.
9. Refrigerate for 8 hours or overnight.
 10. Bake the casserole at 350 degrees for 1 hour and 15 to 30 minutes.
Make sure the middle is cooked!
ENJOY!

Sunday, February 9, 2014

My Sunday Drive

 Saturday night, Derek and I got to hang out at the church and watch a movie, which I would recommend. This movie really plays out what a child goes through while processing the death of a parent. It grieved my heart to watch someone else struggle to find hope and meaning in a painful circumstance, but in the end, it had a sweet ending. So I'd say, "Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close" is a tear-jerking, heart-gripping, good movie. You should see it. 

After wiping away our tears, we went to head home and this is what we found.

Snow! Yeah, Snow in Seattle. We had to creep home, because the Texans are not used to this white, fluffy, slick stuff!
We had a early morning today, as The West Seattle Gospel Band was leading worship at our Rainer Valley campus. This campus is in a more diverse and poor part of Seattle, but these people love Jesus. It was so sweet to be able to experience the different culture of our brothers and sisters, but experience the same Jesus. 
We came home and had a glorious nap, one of those ones where you wake up you're not sure what time it is, where you are, or how you got there. It was much needed cause we were zonked. 
We made dinner plans with the Winston's and got to eat some tasty brisket and a broccoli salad that you couldn't resist a second helping. We missed them. When we first moved to Seattle, they were the family we moved in with. They are such a welcoming and kind family that love Jesus and everyone else too! We are so thankful for them. Plus, they play a mean game of Uno!
Overall, it was a pretty good Sunday Drive.

I will have a recipe post coming soon.


Monday, February 3, 2014

My Sunday Drive


Super Bowl Sunday 



Congratulations SEATTLE SEAHAWKS! What an extraordinary game! 


We got to meet up at our church after service and party with the whole community! We had a really good turn out and they came decked out! 

Personally, my favorite part had to be the soprano singing a beautiful rendition of the Star Spangled Banner. WOO! She killed it. Well done, my friend.

My Sunday Drive starts out with actually being able to sleep in!! What?!
I woke up automatically at 7:00 am but refused to get up. Eventually, I ended up falling back asleep and slept for another 2 hours.  It was so nice and I really needed this. God certainly made the Sabbath on purpose. Our bodies need that rest and I'm grateful I got to get some today. 

When I got to church, most everyone was decked out in their Seahawks fan gear. 

It's crazy. I'm from Texas, where we bleed our college football teams, but Seattle. Seattle, you are a new breed. The fans here are fanatics. I mean, they create real earthquakes. 
Service this morning was really good. Pastor Mark was continuing the James series from Phoenix, one of our new church plants. We went through James 1:12-15, talking about temptations and about how Jesus dealt with temptations. Yes, Jesus was tempted. But he never once sinned. 

3 Truths about Temptations
Presented By Pastor Mark Driscoll
1. Life with Jesus is a war.
2. Temptation is not sin.
3. Satan will H.I.T. you (when you are Hungry, Isolated, and Tired)

Life with Jesus is not easy. It was sort of a side swipe for me, I mean, I thought I'd be perfect. No, instead it's a constant (but well worth it) battle. Sometimes the battle is harder, like when I am hungry, isolated, or tired, but other times it's just a consistent keeping my guard up. It's very easy for me to fall for things that will eventually lead me to death, whether physically, mentally, spiritually, or emotionally. Although the temptation that creeps it's luscious head out is so desirable to the part of me that is lacking or weak, it is not a sin. It is when I take that bite. 

Now the longer I look at it, meditate on it, and allow my mind to wander into the lies, it's mirage of fulfillment, it is without a doubt eventually what I will run to and feast on. Don't be deceived. Temptations should be dealt with when stumbled upon. We are not supposed to control temptation, we are to kill it.
We stuck around and helped set up for the party. We had tons of food, and lots of people showed up.


And we got to hang out with some pretty cool kids. We really love these guys. I think they like us too!
So overall, it was a pretty good "Sunday Drive."



Information about James series, presented by Pastor Mark at Mars Hill Church and the 3 truths of temptation can be found at http://marshill.com/media/james-jesus-s-bold-little-brother.

Monday, January 27, 2014

My Sunday Drive

Sundays are probably one of my favorite days of the week.
I get to serve at my local church, spend time with friends, take a nap, and cook dinner for our roommates. I have a pretty busy schedule, so I don't always get the time that I want in the kitchen throughout the week.
Through this series, I'll let you come with me on "My Sunday Drive."
After church, Derek and I came home quite hungry. We normally start our Sunday’s off at 5 am, grab some coffee and serve at our church from 6:30 am till 12 pm. My husband is an intern over the productions department and I get the honor of singing with the band. We really enjoy what we do, but you sure work up an appetite. So we had a classic turkey sandwich.
Since we are getting ready to do our taxes soon, we have a box in our room with all of our important papers and it was time to sit down and go through it. Probably my favorite part of that was when I found some old checks and I gave Derek one of these...
...and I got this look and a "What is this?"
Priceless!
Throughout the week, our roommates are so gracious to cook dinner for us, so we decided to call Sunday's our cooking night! This is where I can try out new recipes and "Wow!" the crowd. But this weekend, was not so great. I found a sweet recipe online for Tilapia with Green Beans. It sounded amazing, check it out.
So, you'll come to find when I cook I don't always measure my ingredients. I would say I normally have a good eye for that sort of thing, but seriously, this was not good. (This was not the recipes fault it was definitely mine! Don't try the green beans, it's not worth it!!!)
However, I did get to redeem myself with a classic Peach Cobbler.
Peach Cobbler:
2 cups flour
2 cups sugar
2 tsp baking powder
2 eggs
1 large can of peaches in juice
1 stick of butter (Give me a break, I'm from the South!)

Preheat the oven to 350 degrees. Add the can of peaches to a casserole dish and place it in the oven. Mix together the dry items in a large bowl. Whisk your eggs in a separate bowl, and then add it to the mixture until nice and crumbly. Remove the peaches out of the oven and sprinkle the mixture evenly across the top. Melt the stick of butter in a microwaveable safe dish for about 45 seconds. Drizzle the butter across the top and let it sit where it falls! Bake for about 45 minutes or until it has a nice golden look to it. Enjoy with ice cream or right out of the dish!

I got to finish my day playing with my roommate's two awesome kiddos, had a glass of wine with my love, and watched the Grammy's. This was a tasty, fruity Cabernet. I lean more towards the sweeter, light wines because I don't typically like a lot of alcohol. But I do enjoy a small glass with friends or my family.
So overall, it was a pretty good "Sunday Drive."