Sunday, September 11, 2016
One Thing At A Time...
Here we go...it's Packing Party Prep Week. As I thought yesterday about the things I need to accomplish this week it amazed me to think that just a few years ago I was working during these packing party prep times. This just proves again how faithful God is--He provides just what we need when we need it.
Come to think of it--that's a really good reminder for this week. I'm also reminding myself to just do the next thing--one thing at a time.
Yesterday brought more answers to prayer when 600 stuffed animals came to me in one day. Yesterday and today were filled with sorting and washing and bagging. Sometimes I worry that this isn't a good use of my time...but it needs to be done and I have the system in place.
I had a totally unexpected blessing this morning. The packing party isn't a church event and our church doesn't make spontaneous announcements, but there must have been divine intervention this morning that moved our lead pastor to decide to have an impromptu announcement made at the end of the service asking for volunteers to help us unload. With many willing hands we got the job done in just an hour. That one thing is done.
Everything is neatly stacked and ready to be put into boxes. We just need to prayerfully figure out the right combinations of those items.
So...tomorrow we wait for the call from the trucking company bringing the 13 pallets of cartons and shoeboxes so we can begin the labeling process. While I wait, I'm going to register to volunteer at the Processing Center in Baltimore (registration opens at 8:00 am tomorrow) and dart to Target to see if school supplies are reduced. I'm praying the delivery won't interfere with our area coordinator' conference call at noon.
Then I need to get myself and my home ready for our 7:00 pm area team meeting.
Just one thing at a time...
Friday, September 9, 2016
Little Things Add Up
Sometimes it's just the little things.
I am not great when it comes to organization. This year we have a new team member who is a great organizer and would dearly love to get us on the right track. The problem is...I have no lists of things that need to be done or a timetable for when they should be accomplished. I kind of randomly try to accomplish things. Yeah, I know...not so efficient.
I do have a 'mental list', though, and today one of the things on it was to buy bottles of water for the supervisory volunteers at the packing party. Somehow we went for years without providing water to the volunteers. Having no hospitality gifts (nada) I just don't think about things like that. Last year someone poured cups of water and took them around. At our last meeting someone suggested we buy bottles of water this year.
Of course, I had to wait for a sale and since I found that sale this week I decided to buy five 24-packs of bottled water.
How hard could that be?
In the interest of not making this blog 3000 words long, I'll skip some of the details that took me to two different stores in search of this bottled water. When I finally found it, the cashier informed me the packs were 2/$5.00 and had to be purchased in multiples of two.
So...instead of buying five packs, I stacked my miniature shopping cart (honestly it looked like a toy cart) with six 24-packs. Then the cashier insisted on updating my shopper's card while I (im)patiently waited.
Finally I tugged my cart with the precariously tilting packs of water out of the store. There was no spot where the curb was ramped to pull the cart down, so....I figured how hard could it be to drag the cart over the curb?
Not hard at all until the whole cart toppled over. Out spilled all six of those 24-packs. One of them (only one, thank heaven) split open and sent bottles of water careening across the parking lot. Just then a car came along and hit one--splash!
Two "Good Samaritans" came to my aid and we chased down all those bottles (sans the one casualty.) Then I drove my car around and they helped me load them.
Now...if you'd like to volunteer to help stock tables ('cause we really DO need volunteers) I can vouch for the fact that you will be offered water. I can cross that off the list I don't have.
Sometimes it's just the little things.
Monday, September 5, 2016
Cease Striving
I did a tally this week of the number of boxes packed at our packing parties from 2009-2015 and by God's grace the grand total is...126,261 -- this makes me smile because all through my shoebox packing journey God has given us interesting totals. One year is was 1,234 and our first packing party was 5,577.
It's kind of hard to picture 126,621 but this is a picture of Penn State's Beaver Stadium (go blue and white) that holds a bit over 106,000 people so just picture another 20,000 some added to that.
God has always made these packing parties happen and I know He will do it again in 11 days. Still, I struggle with all the loose ends and details. I've had a new burden all year to make each of these boxes a blessing to the child who receives it. I've tried to purchase high quality anchor items and bulkier fillers that will fill boxes better. Still, it's impossible for me to know what will bless each shoebox recipient.
But we have an omniscient God who does. As I prayed this morning I told Him how glad I am that He knows every item we have and every child who will receive each box, and I asked Him (again) to make those heavenly matches.
I'm thinking a lot these days about the dichotomy in Scripture of working and resting. Throughout Scripture we're called to work "heartily as unto the Lord" but we're also called to trust and rest. The trouble is, I'm not sure how all of this applies to me in these last days before the BIG DAYS.
At last year's packing party we had some conflicts during the day because of indecision about what items to pack next and how to best combine them. So I've been trying to figure this out. I've looked at the number of items and feel like we might be short. Should I make a last-minute purchase of some extra visors to be sure we have enough? On the other hand, a lot of our items are bulkier this year. How will that work out? And how do we distribute them across age and gender? The possible combinations are vast...
Do I continue prayerfully trying to come up with a plan or do I sink into His rest? I've been meditating on Psalm 46:10. Many versions of this verse say, "Be still and know that I am God," but the NASB says, "Cease striving and know that I am God." Working and striving versus resting and knowing. I don't believe these are mutually exclusive, so I am asking God to show me His balance as I work and rest.
Meanwhile--here's the pile of nearly free items I got from two store coupons generously gifted to me from one of our team members. Because of these 16 more children will be blessed.
And on Saturday I collected all the loose school supply items and put them into 297 bags to make nicer fillers. More blessings.
Yesterday I got a text from my friend Lisa in Virginia who said she was respectfully asking me to quit praying for stuffed animals because she's been inundated with hundreds of them to bring up for our packing party. More of God's supply through this sweet friend. We're up to 16,000 stuffed animals now and praying to get to at least 18,000 or 19,000 before the packing party.
God, I KNOW you are God. I KNOW you have a plan. Help me learn in new ways what it means to cease striving.
Tuesday, August 30, 2016
Glory In Weakness
I've been thinking today about all the unexpected things Operation Christmas Child volunteers around the world are doing week by week in God's power--His strength in our weakness. I found out last week I was getting a shipment of donated frisbees and jump rope handles sometime in the next few days. My problem was twofold--I wasn't sure when the delivery was coming and my husband and I were going out of town and I had no place to store this delivery.
After some days of concerted prayer the delivery timing fell into place but as of this morning we still had no storage space. I tried several avenues that seemed blocked. Our prayer team prayed. Facebook friends prayed. And within a few hours we had an old truck on the church property available for storage.
The delivery truck arrived promptly as scheduled and the weather was bright and sunny (unlike the driving rain we had last year for this delivery.) The truck space was just enough to store all the cartons.
And we six stalwart 60-something volunteers got the 150 cartons of frisbees and jump ropes stored and the 207 cartons of soap back into the truck for a return delivery in just an hour. God's strength for sure.
You know, my training as a nurse never prepared me to unload a truck and never taught me about lift gates or how to use a pallet jack. Many Operation Christmas Child volunteers were never prepared for such tasks but still learned to do them and perform them competently.
I remember how scared I was in 2009 when I was invited to speak as a volunteer at the processing centers in Charlotte and Boone. My itinerary included instructions to rent a car at the Charlotte airport and to later drive myself to Boone. I was scared. At the time I'd never rented a car and didn't trust my ability to get to Boone without getting lost. I prayed. By God's grace I made it.
Across the world volunteers are doing new tasks like fundraising or handling trucking logistics or importing shipping containers or completing papers for tax exoneration or figuring out how to store or transport cartons of shoebox gifts to remote areas--things they never expected to do and don't feel equipped to handle.
But with prayer and by God's grace all these tasks that are part of getting these precious shoeboxes filled, transported, and received by children around the world as ambassadors of Jesus' love are completed--day by day and year by year.
God's strength in our weakness. Over and over again.
Tuesday, August 23, 2016
Catching Down
Days just keep sliding by, and I realize as we count down the last weeks toward our packing party I need to do some catching up on the week's activities.
I've been saturated lately with a dual olympics--the one in Rio and and one playing out here as we near the big day. Between watching olympic TV coverage and the ubiquitous sorting of stuffed animals we've also had some big Operation Christmas Child team events here.
Last Thursday our team hosted a packing party work day. Pam, our media coordinator, worked her magic and Christine, our community relations coordinator, set up the facility. We were blessed with about 50 people throughout the day and most of them were folks from the community I'd never met.
Together they bagged crayons and soap and finished the last of the jump ropes. The soap and ropes were finished by 3:00 or so but a trusty, faithful few hung in there until 5:15 when the last case of crayons were finished.
So...for the first time in packing party history...all the major prep work is done a month before the actual packing party. Amazing
The next night we hosted a Project Leader Workshop. Jane, our church relations coordinator, did a lot of prep work. She made cute centerpieces....
set up and practiced the Power Point presentation, and arranged a scrumptious dessert bar. We prepared an appropriate/inappropriate game to educate attendees about what to put in their shoe boxes. It was a fun evening, despite the fact that only seven people came out in addition to several of our team members.
On the plus side, those who attended said they learned things they hadn't known about the broad impact of the Operation Christmas Child project. If even a few of them are inspired enough to inspire others to pack boxes...well, then, we achieved our goal.
Saturday's safari was a hot one and yielded only 90 stuffed animals, but 40 of them were brand new Beanie Buddies (the oversized ones that will be perfect anchors to fill boxes for the 2-4 year olds.)
Sunday brought perfect weather--sunny, with temperatures in the 70s--something we haven't seen for weeks. What a day for an outdoor packing party! Thanks to Rose for setting up this fun event for her church friends. She was incredibly organized, and in just three hours we packed 325 well-filled boxes.
This week started with more stuffed animal sorting and a bevy of phone calls. I've been trying to reconcile with Clean The World--the non-profit that sold us our soap. You may remember I recommended them in a previous blog. I've had good deliveries from them in the past two years but this year our soap arrived late, had a high percentage of damaged cartons, and we were missing 24 cartons. I notified Clean The World the next day (July 19) and they promised to send the missing cartons but they never arrived. At our packing party work day we found some of the soap in pretty terrible condition...
so I called the company again and sent several emails asking for a refund on the soap we never received. Today Cairra from Clean The World called to say the company will not give a refund. The best they will do is give me a credit for the missing 24 cases to use if I want to order soap from them next year--no other compensation.
Since I'd recommended them in a past blog I felt I should mention this. If you order soap (or any other product for that matter) I'd advise you to find out exactly how many cartons you are to receive and refuse to accept the delivery if you don't receive it all.
Meanwhile, as we're preparing to take a mini weekend vacation, I got a call last night saying a delivery of generously donated mini frisbees and jump rope handles may be delivered this weekend. I don't know when it will arrive or where we will store those cartons...but the prayer team is on it...
And God's got it figured out.
Sunday, August 14, 2016
Blessings and Begging
You know, I'm pretty shameless when it comes to trying to promote Operation Christmas Child for the possibility of getting more packed shoebox gifts to kids around the world.
I spent last Thursday and Friday at a satellite site of the Willow Creek Global Leadership Summit. I've gone each of the past few years mostly because I blog my notes in hopes of driving more people to this blog with a chance that someone new will learn about Operation Christmas Child. Like I said--shameless. So, for those who are my regular blog readers I apologize for loading the blog with all those notes. You might want to scan through them and see if you can learn something, though.
During a break at the Global Leadership Summit, one of the church staff told me there were more stuffed animals in the church office for me to pick up. Truthfully, I have a bit of a love-hate relationship with donations. I need them. I want them. I'm blessed by them. BUT I get tired of dealing with them--hauling them and sorting them. So...I trudged to the office to collect the bags and boxes and saw a note in an envelope addressed to my name with the church address on top of the pile.
I'd just left the church prayer room where I'd knelt and prayed and shed more than a few tears. Leadership conferences have that effect on me. Really. And I'd also been wrestling with a decision I needed to make about our shoeboxes. So...there I stood looking at the return address on the envelope. Didn't recognize the name. Someone from Missouri. I don't think I even know anyone in Missouri. Intrigued, I ripped open the envelope and pulled out this homemade card with OCC patches on it--
I opened that card and saw two words with a signature from my unknown friend at the bottom--
I teared up again, but happier tears this time. Just that morning I read a devotional about how much Jesus loves me. I'd been hanging onto that truth during my time in the prayer room. God knew how much I needed that card with its message at that precise moment. He knew. I'm amazed at how He uses His people to encourage me. Friend, if you're reading this blog--thank YOU.
So...moving from the blessing part of this blog to the begging part...our team set up a fundraising page two weeks ago through Samaritan's Purse to raise funds for shipping our shoeboxes. Our goal is $7000 which is only enough for the first 1,000 boxes. We're closing in on 10% of that goal, but we have a long way to go and haven't had any activity on the page for a while now.
The idea was to get a LOT of people to give a little--if 1,000 people would just give $5.00 each we'd be close to our goal. Instead, we've had a few large (and very greatly appreciated) donations along with a few from our team members.
Here's where the shameless begging comes in--because shameless is appropriate when you're working to get the gospel to kids around the world. You can click here to go to our fundraising page.
or copy and paste this: https://www.classy.org/
Would you consider making a small donation (hey, we won't refuse large ones either) to help ship our shoeboxes? It's my birthday tomorrow, and I'm shameless enough to use that occasion, too...
Thanks in advance...
Friday, August 12, 2016
2016 Willow Creek Global Leadership Summit--Wilfredo De Jesus
(Here at the Willow Creek Global Leadership Summit praying for God to give me new insight to help me in leading with Operation Christmas Child. To learn more about OCC click here...)
Stay the Course
What a joy to be with you again at the Summit. I have to be honest with you all. Two months ago I started running
in the park in Chicago. In my
second week of running I noticed that this man passed me up and he was
walking. I did what any leader
would do and said, “Get behind me Satan,” and kept running.
We’ve heard some powerful topics at this Summit. I want to
thank every leader for investing in your leadership potential, because I
believe everyone wins when a leader gets better. If ever leadership was needed it’s now. We need men and women of God to lead in
their communities.
Hebrews 2 says we must pay attention to what we have learned
so we don’t drift away. We have a
culture that’s drifting. No one
drifts upstream. No one drifts
toward holiness. We drift during
boredom or tension. A believer’s
heart drifts when he sees a world of violence and assumes God is not on His
throne any longer. God IS alive
and well and on His throne.
We see the drift and we’re concerned. Even here at the Summit you can have
this discussion and get different views.
Even believers in the church have different views. In a span of only a few years found that
based on 15 sets of behaviors, 44% of Americans can be classified as
post-Christian. Seven out of 10
Americans want political leaders to have bold standards and they believe this
is more important than character.
You don’t drift against the tide.
When you want to get from here to there and the tide is against you,
what do you do? You start swimming
and you work together. You must
row, row, row…your boat. And it’s
not down the stream. Going
upstream takes effort. You must
row your faith and know your God lives.
Staying the course will get you there. You have to establish a true north. A map changes but a compass always
points north. It’s a point of
reference you can rely on. In
Chicago, Lake Michigan is on the east side. It’s a point of reference. It doesn’t change.
The word of God doesn’t change, even if culture is changing. The Word of God is the true north. A map offers many routes to get to the
same destination but a compass is constant and can never change. People today are open to many different
routes and believe all religions lead to the same place, but Jesus said, “I am
the way, the truth and the life.”
Without God we drift and are never truly satisfied. No other route gives us the right
direction. No other life is worth
living.
At age 14 the Word of God became the word for my life. God planted in my heart this true
north. Psalm 119:11 “I have hidden
Your Word in my heart that I might not sin against You.” If you want to have the best outcome
you should pay attention to your response.
Though our culture is drifting, the church is not to drift
with culture. The church of Jesus
Christ has always been at odds with culture. Any time you try to become relevant with culture you become
irrelevant.
Four responses to cultural drift—
1.
People begin to accommodate the drift and say “It’s no big deal and it’s not our
right to judge.” Jesus said, “By their fruit you shall know them.” The problem is we’re trying to be PC so
we accommodate the drift. (lose truth)
2.
Oppose the
change—only listen to people who reinforce their fears and fuel their anger
(lose love for those around them)
3.
Withdraw
– assume there’s no use because they have no voice and don’t want to get in
the line of fire (lose God-given opportunity to represent Him)
4.
Engage culture
(this is the only right response)
John 17:13-16 says we are “in this world but not of this world” –we
interact with truth and grace and follow the example of Jesus who cared for
those who were sinning and in need.
We MUST engage our culture. Jesus stood up against injustice to religious leaders. Too many Christians value their position
on issues more than God’s command to walk in love. Matthew 5 – Jesus said we are salt and light—equal
commitments to love and truth.
There’s a world that’s dark and deteriorating and light and salt are our
responsibility. It’s not a
compliment; it’s a responsibility.
Jesus wants us to engage the difficult and demanding issues in our
culture. It would be easy to look
away but choosing to engage requires a lot.
Recently in Chicago our response to violence has been to
highlight our “Love Life” campaign.
We laid out 352 crosses in our parking lot representing lives lost to
gun violence. We held a vigil and
invited family members. It’s
difficult to describe the feelings standing with them and acknowledging grief
but also God’s presence. Evil has
prevailed because good has been absent.
Good is the Church and good must be present. We must bring good to the picture. The world must see good. This is not the time to retreat or
withdraw. This is the time to
engage the culture. We must be the
salt and the light.
As of yesterday we have 434 crosses on the hill. In less than a month 82 more lives have
been lost. And good must be
present. Some of the violence in
our culture is because the church has failed to be the salt and the light. We’ve gotta get out of our four
walls. We must engage them with
the love of Jesus. How would they
know?
As I think about our culture drift, what’s missing is the
salt.
Remedies—
1.
Know who you are—we must not define ourselves as
the world defines us or let Hollywood define us. Acts 20:24 Paul said the aim is to finish the course and
testify to the good news of God’s grace.
It was clear Paul’s identity was in Christ. I am not ashamed of the gospel. You‘ve gotta know who you are. In Burkina Faso I went into a house to see the king of a
tribe. I looked at the translator
and said, “Tell your king I’m an ambassador of the King of Heaven and I
represent the King of Kings and the Lord of Lords.” The king got up and said, “Will you pray for me in Jesus’
name.”
2.
We have to watch the undercurrent—anything that
goes opposite to the Word of God is an undercurrent. The American dream is to have it all but the Kingdom Dream
is to LOSE it all. We must not
deviate from His plan. From the
time a plane is in the air the pilot is making small changes to keep the flight
on plan. We will drift with
culture if we don’t make corrections to stay on course. Wavering off course is normal for
imperfect human beings. Even those
who want to follow God need to keep making adjustments so we don’t drift. The pilots doesn’t feel shame, he just
continues to make adjustments that are good and necessary. When you leave this Summit you’ll have
to make adjustments so you can stay on God’s flight plan. We must admit we have strayed and thank
God for forgiveness. That’s called repentance. The Bible says in Acts 3:19 “Repent and turn from your sins.” The person who doesn’t repent is a
person who thinks he can never be wrong.
Reminder of the story of the Titanic: it
was described as an unsinkable ship.
There were four warnings and they didn’t heed the warnings until it was
too late to change course. Even
after warnings our culture is drifting but the church must be the church and
stay the course.
D.A. Carson says, “We drift toward compromise and call it tolerance; we drift toward disobedience and call it freedom; we drift toward superstition
and call it faith. We cherish the indiscipline of lost self-control and call it relaxation; we slouch toward prayerlessness and delude ourselves into thinking we have escaped legalism; we slide toward godlessness and convince ourselves we have
been liberated.”
I encourage you
to stay the course. The world is
scared and it needs a fearless church.
Let’s keep from drifting.
Let’s engage and keep on coming back if we want to get from here to
there.
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