Purposeful Encouragement Focus

I realized something today, something very personal. I have had a screwed up focus sometimes toward the man I love most in the world, my husband. I do not know where I started down the wrong path or maybe it was a slow gradual incline in effort. But I am thinking it was simply not putting enough effort into being purposeful in my encouragement quotient. See, we all decide what to focus on in life. That focus dictates everything we do, like a mission statement. I had loving but critical parents, so when I am not working hard at it, I tend to lazy down into critical mode. My poor husband. I must have been very difficult to live with. So, I have rewritten my personal mission statement, which I highly recommend everyone on the planet do. I intend to be purposefully encouraging and helpful to my husband and build him up. I intend to celebrate my life with him and focus on the positive. I intend to treasure my moments with him. There is purpose behind God putting people together in marriage and I honor and worship God by honoring and respecting my husband. A life of honor and worship is a life worth living.

Short Term Mission In London

Way back around 1990, in the summer, a team of teenagers and adults embarked on a 2-week mission trip to London. After raising our support and spending 9 laborious hours in a flying tin can with many other sardines, we arrived at Heathrow airport. We walked with our luggage to the “tube” (subway) and arrived at our London destination or thereabouts. A double decker red bus finished the job and we arrived at the Church at Manor Way, our home for the duration of our visit. The church members were lovely and even had installed a shower in the impractically small (to us) bathroom so we could shower every day, which always seemed to make them laugh. Cleanliness was comical, which I find comical. 🙂 our mission was to go around for the first week there and pass out leaflets inviting all children to a Holiday Bible Club (like Vacation Bible School here). The second week we taught and acted, put on puppet shows and taught Bible stories and songs, etc. for said Holiday Bible Club. There were a lot of children who came but most seemed mildly enthused at best and I am pretty sure several of them were flipping us off (in their slang motions there) during the motions of one of the songs. Nonetheless, we were able to plant some seeds, however unwanted or unappreciated at the time, and we all managed to learn quite a bit about being in another part of the world for a bit and cultural differences. We also went away appreciating the vast expanse we enjoy here in the USA to stretch our legs and go to the bathroom for free and with soft toilet paper. It also made us appreciate gallons of milk. They buy it in tiny cartons at a time there. The children were intelligent and beautiful and were much like here in the states, rather crazy about whatever pop “icon” happened to be popular that moment without much thought into Spiritual matters. It was at the time very disturbing, but now we are much like that. It is imperative that we teach our children about the Lord and matters important to their Spiritual welfare and salvation through Jesus Christ. It is imperative that we treat this responsibility as if it were the highest calling from God for it is. We are not just here for us and money and material success matter very little in the scope of eternity. God loves humble obedience and faith and He charges us directly with the task of teaching our children about Him and His ways, reading the Bible and talking about it as we come and go and praying with them. It is not the church’s responsibility but it is our own. London reinforced this concept. And kids around the world will continue to feel lonely and melancholy without the teachings Christ gave us which give hope and depth to our existence.