Monday, March 31, 2008

from the pen of Charles Spurgeon


Morning and Evening
Evening, March 29th

“I called him, but he gave me no answer.”
Song of Solomon 5:6

"Prayer sometimes tarrieth, like a petitioner at the gate, until the King cometh forth to fill her bosom with the blessings which she seeketh. The Lord, when he hath given great faith, has been known to try it by long delayings. He has suffered his servants’ voices to echo in their ears as from a brazen sky. They have knocked at the golden gate, but it has remained immovable, as though it were rusted upon its hinges. Like Jeremiah, they have cried, “Thou hast covered thyself with a cloud, that our prayer should not pass through.” Thus have true saints continued long in patient waiting without reply, not because their prayers were not vehement, nor because they were unaccepted, but because it so pleased him who is a Sovereign, and who gives according to his own pleasure. If it pleases him to bid our patience exercise itself, shall he not do as he wills with his own! Beggars must not be choosers either as to time, place, or form. But we must be careful not to take delays in prayer for denials: God’s long-dated bills will be punctually honoured; we must not suffer Satan to shake our confidence in the God of truth by pointing to our unanswered prayers. Unanswered petitions are not unheard. God keeps a file for our prayers—they are not blown away by the wind, they are treasured in the King’s archives. This is a registry in the court of heaven wherein every prayer is recorded. Tried believer, thy Lord hath a tear-bottle in which the costly drops of sacred grief are put away, and a book in which thy holy groanings are numbered. By-and-by, thy suit shall prevail. Canst thou not be content to wait a little? Will not thy Lord’s time be better than thy time? By-and-by he will comfortably appear, to thy soul’s joy, and make thee put away the sackcloth and ashes of long waiting, and put on the scarlet and fine linen of full fruition."

Sunday, March 30, 2008

Waiting


How good are you at waiting?
Have you ever found yourself standing in line at the grocery store, tapping your foot or clicking your tongue in a fancy pass-the-time rhythm? How are you at waiting for answers to prayer? Do you bless God for ordering your days and the events of your life, or do you curse Him for not answering in the haste you would desire?

I guess I'm asking myself these questions because I have been known to strike a beat at cash register #21. It seems as though Chris and I have been waiting a long time for answers to various prayers. In particular, we have been seeking God about His long-term plans for us. It can be difficult at times to work and plan day after day with no real purpose in sight, but to glorify God in the way we work, serve, and live. And, I guess that's the focus or purpose in all that we do, we just aren't sure how to best do that- or where to best do that. We have a lot of questions that we ask ourselves and each other about these things, in addition to seeking advice from our friends who give us godly wisdom. (Thanks, friends.) It can be difficult to do as Paul instructs, and be content in all circumstances.

Here are a few of the answers I am seeking of God:
*My current teaching contract will be satisfied at the end of this school year; what am I to do once I'm finished? Where should I look for a job? Should I pursue what I'm qualified to do or simply find employment? Would it be good to seek another certification? Should I apply at XYZ school who is supposed to have an opening in the Fall?
*I applied for a critical language scholarship for the summer, which I believe God had led me to do. Why wasn't I accepted? Is there something else I am supposed to do this summer? Was it just a matter of faith in applying? Am I really trusting God with my life and future?

Mind you, I may never see any answers to any of these questions, so I must press on in the work that I can see cut out for me, asking God to give me strength to represent Jesus well. I must cling to the hope I have, and the promises that God gives me in His word.
"Blessed is the man who trusts in the Lord, whose trust is the Lord. He is like a tree planted by water, that sends out its roots by the stream, and does not fear when heat comes, for its leaves remain green, and is not anxious in the year of drought, for it does not cease to bear fruit."
Jeremiah 17:7-8

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

How are you feeling today?

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Goings-on

Even though I have a week of vacation, it seems as though life is still happening around me at break-neck speed. How good it is to know that God is never on vacation!

A first meeting:


Celebrating St. Patty's Day:

Sunday, March 16, 2008

We win!



Pittsburgh 74
#9 Georgetown 65

Happy Saturday


Hooray! I'm going to visit that cutie pie nephew of mine this week. Hopefully I will not be so enamored that I don't help my sister around the house. Don't forget to wear your green on Monday (St. Patty's Day) so the leprechauns don't pinch you...or something like that.

Go Pitt!
(Pitt men's basketball plays Georgetown at Madison Square Garden for the Big East Championship tonight. Photo: http://pittsburghpanthers.cstv.com/ )

Saturday, March 15, 2008



Back to chilly weather and the uncovering of ancient artifacts. Not.

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Cute enough to squeeze

(Thanks, Sara, for the title.)

I guess that I'm the only one who hasn't gotten to hold this little guy yet. Here's Uncle Kenny- my younger brother who bears no resemblance to me- and Nicholas on a recent vacation in Michigan. One more week, and maybe I'll get to see him!



Grandma Shankle got to go up again- my mom, to whom I also bear no resemblance...

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Winter


Though it can be tough in the mornings, I really do enjoy all four seasons, including winter. There's no other time you can have a catch-the-snowflake-on-your-tongue contest with the ones you love.

Monday, March 10, 2008

Who says it's almost Spring?

Friday, March 07, 2008

He's home.

Well, so much for posting "meaty" blogs lately, if that's a word. I am sick again and looking at the computer screen is piercing my eyes, so I'll just leave a few more pictures of Nicholas. He doesn't have a nickname yet, so I'm anxious to see what evolves. My grandpa (who he is named after) went by Big Nick, and my uncle who was named after him (my mom's brother) goes by Nicky. We'll see!

Here are some pictures of him cleaned up and at home. He looks a bit different with a bath!


So, my dad's not so tough as a grandpa...


NJT in his new crib


checking out the camera

Monday, March 03, 2008

Mom and Baby



Christina and Nicholas finally got to spend some time together today :)

Sunday, March 02, 2008

More of Baby Tew...

Here are some shots from when my mom and dad made it to the hospital today. I did get to talk to Christina, and she said she's doing okay, though as of this afternoon she hadn't gotten to see Nicholas since he was delivered! She was on medication for her blood pressure which has kept her on bedrest, meaning NO getting up, and he was on oxygen and an I.V. because the medication (which she was taking) made his breathing labored. Hopefully, by this evening she was able to be off the meds (that was the plan anyway) and get to go see her little boy!


Where did he get that honker?


Grandmother & Grandson

Saturday, March 01, 2008

Here he is! Born 2/29/08


Here is my new nephew, Nicholas John. He's not too tiny, weighing in at 5 lbs. 4 oz., and 18 or so inches long- a frog's length for a leap-day baby. Yesterday was a trying day, as I was not able to talk much with Christina OR John about what was going on! I received a call around 5pm from my Dad (who talked to John) that Christina was in the hospital and the doctors were going to induce labor. She was 4 weeks early of her due date, but they felt that her blood pressure was too high to allow her to carry to term. Then at about 7:30pm (while at the Pray for Ian concert) I got another call from my dad who gave me ANOTHER number where I could call my sister and John. So, when I called they were in the delivery room and had just found out she would be having a C-section within 20 minutes because her platelets were too low. Crazy! My heart was tempted to fear, but God was gracious to remind me of His control, over all circumstances. I did cry a bit, mostly because my sister was sort of crying, but I couldn't help myself. It was a weird excitement/sympathy/wishing-I-were-there cry. But, God in his goodness already had me at the concert were I had great friends with encouraging hearts. Thanks, Jen and Kristin. Now, mom and baby are both fine and the grandparents were already on their way to Michigan as of early this morning.

I'll get to go up around the 16th or so because I have an entire week without teaching before Easter- thank you, Jesus, in every sense of the words! I can't wait to see my grandfather's namesake.