Thursday, October 17, 2013

Ode to my Momma

One year ago today our family lost one of the most dear woman I have ever met.  My Momma .. Vinel Francis Baldwin.  She was in my life for 33 years and this blog cannot even begin to recount the memories she gave us ...  but if you will indulge me a moment I will do what I can to bring honor to her  :)


She was an amazing lady and I loved her dearly!  AND she loved me ... she often told me I was more than her daughter-in-law.   She said I was a blessing to her but in reality she was a far greater blessing to me :)

She was a devout church goer.  Always dressed to the HILT ... she never was able accept the fact that some folks wore pants to church.  She told the girls one time that she would never consider wearing pants to church ... "a nice pants suit to choir practice maybe"


Her insight was amazing (sorry if I say amazing a lot but she was) She told it like it was .. One day she said  to me "You know Lisa, down here there's a church on every corner.  You'd think it would do some good."



(That is her at the piano)

Momma was an extraordinary (self taught) musician.  She could sing and play piano like an angel .. a very LOUD angel :)  She freely shared her gift every she went!  One time she visited our little FBC and was to do some special music for us and as she approached the piano our Pastor saw she had no mic and hurried over to place one near her  .. I was desperately trying to wave him off and he looked at me like was so cruel to not let this sweet old lady have a mic ... man when she hit those key it was so loud the walls seemed to rattle .. I am pretty sure there are cracks in the plaster from that performance there today!  I can she a part of her every time I hear my girls sing!  She gave them the gift music!

She love to play "Skip Bos" cheated like a mad dog at Skip Bo (in fact once she told me she only liked playing it with people older than her because they did not pay good attention LOL)

She loved Wrigleys Chewing Gum ..  It used to get her in trouble with Jerome because she would leave it on her nightstand or stuck to her plate ... or anywhere LOL  He'd fuss and she'd just smile (and get her next piece).

Her family was second only to her faith.  She was totally devoted and she LOVED them all!!  The lovely and unlovely alike.  There was little Momma loved more than being around a HUGE gathering of family .. eating some wonderful food!  Some of my grandest memories are of those dear parties.  She would beam with pride when she saw her grands and greats!!








Mostly (for me) she was an incredible example of faith and hope.  Despite evidence to the contrary and in the face of daunting odds ... she always hoped .. she always believed .. she never gave up .. ever .. even in the end.  She was my hero.  I learned so much from her about love and God and the power of prayer!  Heaven is a happier place with her there .. and I can bet she is up there still pulling for her family even/especially for the ones who are not pulling for themselves!

If you are blessed to still have a momma that you treasure write her a letter (they do love written letters .. I was NOT good in that department)  .. send her a drippy card for no reason other than to tell her she is your treasure and you are glad to have her.   We can tell you that the days with your Momma are numbered and precious!

Dear Momma ... we remember and LOVE you!













Wednesday, October 16, 2013

Why a blog???

This is a little cart after the horse-ish :)  (being that I already published the first blog of this series).  I have long toyed with the idea of writing a blog.  In fact a few years back I even started one and PROMPTLY lost it and the password.  One day I hope to find it again.  (ANYWAY) As of this November, I have been a youth leader for 27 years and despite the strange looks I get from people when they find out what I do, I still love it.  I won"t tell you that you will gain some great wisdom from these "pages" because short of God's Word I really have none :)   It is just time to time I think I really would like to say that ... to whom ever .. for whatever reason and this will give me a means to do that.  Right now I have two just sort of floating around in my brain (and a bit on the computer too) .. one is a reflection on my FAV childhood fairy tale (I loved fairy tales as a kid) The Red Shoes and another is on kid gloves.  Trying to find some free time when you work with youth is ... well ...  Only a few things stand in my way ... one is that I am not a great talent with the pen (or in this case computer keyboard) and two is that I am not so sure anyone would necessarily care about the ramblings I may post.  I am okay with both :)  So, if you are okay with possible grammatical and spelling errors and want peek into the mind of an old youth leader ...  here goes ...






:) I will depart with this thought .. my goal for "my" kids ...  

I don't believe in team motivation. I believe in getting a team prepared so it knows it will have the necessary confidence when it steps on a field and be prepared to play a good game.  Tom Landry 


or to put it another way ... 


Ephesians 4:11 So Christ himself gave the apostles, the prophets, the evangelists, the pastors and teachers, 12 to equip his people for works of service, so that the body of Christ may be built up 13 until we all reach unity in the faith and in the knowledge of the Son of God and become mature, attaining to the whole measure of the fullness of Christ.

Wednesday, October 9, 2013

We are a picture of Jesus

Tonight I had the wonderful pleasure of turning over the "floor" of my youth meeting to two wonderful and very brave youth!  Titus and Adam ...
Titus 


Adam 

We all listened as these two told us their story.  Stories of abandonment and abuse .. of hopelessness and helplessness .. life in an orphanage.  To quote Adam .. its not a place you ever want to go.  At times having to stop to regain composure .. fighting back tears they told of their journey to faith and family.  I would gladly recount their stories (but one day I hope you can hear them tell it) ... I would not do them justice and that is not the point I am trying to bring up here.  I ask both boys if they had ever heard about Jesus before and they both said yes.  In the orphanage there was an "Auntie" who cared for them who professed Christianity.  She was brutal to the kids in her care.  Beatings at her hand were so common that Adam said he had decided God was his enemy.  Titus agreed that she was merciless in her treatment of her charges.  She was the only Jesus they had ever met.   

Well now here is the question that captivates my thoughts tonight ... If I were the only Christian a person had ever known what would they think about God?  What picture do I paint?  Would he be loving and caring .. careful to treat everyone with dignity?  Would He be viewed as confrontational and self-absorbed or full of grace?

How about you?  

How about any of us?

What does the world think of God because of us.  I hope I am being a good picture!!

This song by Ben Harper has been resonating in my heart ... here are the lyrics to the last verse:  

Some days have no beginning and some days have no end
Some roads are straight and narrow and some roads only bend
So let us say a prayer for every living thing
Walking towards a light from the cross of a King

We long to be a picture of Jesus, of Jesus in his arms, in his arms
So many prayers rest
I long to be a picture of Jesus with him we shall be forever blessed
With him we shall, with him we shall be forever blessed
Oh I long, I've got a picture of Jesus

(you can listen here)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LR8n-avQ5dg



(in closing) I am reminded of a quote on an old DC Talk album ... "The greatest single cause of atheism in the world today is Christians, who acknowledge Jesus with their lips and walk out the door, and deny Him by their lifestyle."  Brennan Manning