Thursday, July 28, 2011

Lottie Moon - Activist and Advocate

“It is a small thing to be judged of a man’s judgement. It is good to know that we are judged by God.”


When I stumbled across the quotation above it gave me pause. The open defiance of authority expressed was notable in the writing of a female missionary, certainly. But this was not any missionary. This was Lottie Moon, the Southern Baptist icon and namesake of the annual Lottie Moon Christmas Offering, promoted vigorously each year to supply funds for the denomination’s mission efforts. The woman I remembered from a childhood spent in Southern Baptist churches seemed at odds with this intriguing quotation so I began to read research on Moon. Who was this woman who supposedly starved herself to death out of devotion to the Chinese and mission cause?

As I looked closely at the publications, I found a woman whose life and work offers a view of nineteenth-century womanhood that corrects an understanding of them as passive and resigned to a domestic fate. Moon’s decision to go abroad as a pioneering single woman missionary was notable, to be sure. But her decision to advocate for the formation of the Woman’s Missionary Union and to argue for equal treatment of male and female missionaries moves her into the realm of activist and advocate. Only by removing the artifice of legend are we able to reveal the story of Moon’s unusual upbringing in Albemarle County, Virginia, her willingness to challenge gender norms, and to support female organization.

Yet to consider Moon’s biography alone would provide only part of her powerful story. The legend of Moon’s death from starvation on the mission field has played a central role in how she has been remembered, especially since the myth of her Christ-like sacrifice is essential to Southern Baptist mission fundraising. Through the research I discovered Moon did not starve herself to death nor did she give all of her money away to famine relief. It is, indeed, ironic that Moon’s active life, her call for female equality and her support for female organization have been overlooked.

I invite you to a new consideration of the missionary in Lottie Moon: A Southern Baptist Missionary in History and Legend
by Regina D. Sullivan.

Tuesday, July 26, 2011




“My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” 2 Corinthians 12:9a (NIV)

Thursday, July 21, 2011



Craft Night Fellowship


FRIDAY - AUGUST 12
7:00 PM - 10:00 PM Special Projects
10:00 PM - 12:00 AM Free Craft Time
Student Building
Child Care Available 7:00 -10:00 PM
Devotional Time Led By Raelene Soritau
Cost: $10.00


We will provide craft materials, pizza, and drinks.
Bring snack foods and personal craft projects for added fun!
Examples of the crafts we will make are located on the
Women's Ministry table in the foyer

Invite your girlfriends over and spend an evening learning to
make fun crafts, eating some great treats, and
making new friends!


You don't have to be "crafty" to have a good time!

RSVP at the Women's Ministry table in the foyer!!


For child care RSVP contact Ronda Standard at
rstandard@children.hillcrestbc.com
For more information contact Debra Meek
meek_2902@yahoo.com

Kindness and Honor

The Lord God is like a sun and shield; the Lord gives us kindness and honor. He does not hold back anything good from those whose lives are innocent. – Psalms 84:11 NCV

Coming to believe this declaration from the psalmist has taken some time in my walk with Jesus. In my early years, I would think upon it almost as a guarantee that “nothing bad will happen to me or my household” because I have Jesus. As my journey continued, I came to know Him “in the hard places as closer than breath itself”. Now, as I continue, I am finding that even the “difficult” issues coming my way are actually the pathways for the kindness and honor that He gives me. Above all else...my innocence is only because of the blood of my Lord Jesus Christ.

Leak A Little

“As the rain and the snow come down from heaven, and do not return to it without watering the earth and making it bud and flourish, so that it yields seed for the sower and bread for the eater.” Isaiah 55:10 (NIV)

On my back deck I have two identical flower pots. They were planted at the same time. They contain the same variety of flowers and the same soil. They both get the same amount of water, shade, and sun. They are similar in every way but they look vastly different.

One is thriving. The other is not.

One is full of flowers cascading down its sides. It is lush, full of blooms, and an absolute delight to look at.

The other has a few flowers among the greenish brownish leaves. It is sparse with a few gangly sprigs — not exactly a gardener’s delight.

So, I asked my husband the other night why he thought the two containers were turning out so differently. “Simple,” he said, “one’s got holes so excess water can leak out and the other doesn’t.”

Interesting.

The one that has the ability to leak out excess water is the one that’s thriving.

The one keeping all the water in its container is the one that’s not such a beautiful display.

This morning I was reading Isaiah 55:10-13 and it made me think of my flower pot situation.

As the rain and the snow come down from heaven,
and do not return to it without watering the earth and making it bud and flourish,
so that it yields seed for the sower and bread for the eater,
so is my word that goes out from my mouth: It will not return to me empty,
but will accomplish what I desire and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.

You will go out in joy and be led forth in peace;the mountains and hills will burst into song before you,and all the trees of the field will clap their hands.

Instead of the thornbush will grow the juniper, and instead of briers the myrtle will grow.

Water is supposed to be poured out, create growth, and leak out so it can evaporate, having accomplished what it was created to do.

It was never supposed to be poured out, sit stagnate, hoarded by the container thus stunting the growth of life within.

So like God’s Word.

God’s Word should be poured out into our lives, creating growth, and leak out through the way we live our lives. People should notice we’ve spent time in God’s Word. They should see our joy and peace.

We should be a little less prickly like the thorn bush and briers. We should be a little more fragrant and lovely like the juniper and myrtle.

We should leak God’s Word.

Which got me thinking about how I respond to criticism and harsh emails. And I am challenged.

It’s not enough for me to just respond properly when I am criticized. I should use those criticisms to remind me how much the world is desperate for encouragement.

I should be a little more leaky with positive emails or notes or thank yous to the businesses and ministries and staff members of my church who bless me week after week after week.

I’m not one to criticize. But I also shouldn’t be one to stay neutral and stagnant either.

In order to be the grand display of God I should be, I need to be, more holy…or holey as this case may be.

Be a little leaky this week sweet friends. The one that leaks is the one that thrives.

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

No Lone Rangers

“I do not ask for these only, but also for those who will believe in me through their word, that they may all be one, just as you, Father, are in me, and I in you, that they also may be in us, so that the world may believe that you have sent me.” John 17:20-21

I remember reading a news story several years ago about an incident in Kansas. It was in the fall of the year, and a little toddler wandered out into a large field. Now, his parents did not miss him for several hours, and then realized, to their horror, that their little boy was missing. So they began to search the field.

There was tall wheat in the field and they couldn’t find him. They searched and searched until finally they called the local authorities and the word got out that this little boy was missing.

So all the people in the small town began to look and they were scattering about, just running here and there across that field. Until finally someone had an idea after several hours for all the people to join hands and make a human comb across the field.

But as they reached the edge of the field, they found that little boy’s lifeless body. He had died of exposure. The local newspaper had a picture on the front page showing a despairing and weeping father. They quoted him as saying, “If we had only joined hands sooner, perhaps we could have saved my boy.”

As you and I look at the decaying and dying world in which we live, we must realize that not one of us can live this life alone. Therefore, we must join hands. That’s why God has given us a church—a people of God to work side-by-side to expand his Kingdom and bring more people to life in Christ.

THERE ARE NO ‘LONE RANGERS’ IN THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. SO WORK ALONGSIDE OTHER BELIEVERS FOR GOD’S KINGDOM PURPOSES.