Oswald Chambers spoke to me today.
Not audibly. That would be freaky.
No, Mr. Chambers spoke via the words he was faithful to record many years ago, preserved in My Utmost for His Highest, though even phrasing it that way seems a bit much. Maybe we could just say that I was inspired.
In any case, please join me in pondering his advice. I’ve included it in its entirety here: [Read more...]

















How a Single Comment Can Instantly Humble Me
A comment on How to Invite Chaos into Your Life in Four Easy Steps, a post about our current home repair and improvement projects, humbled me. Instantly.
Here’s the quick background:
Due to years of neglect and domestic denial, our home has developed some problems, some issues, shall we say. (Some of these issues I can’t bring myself to describe in a blog post — they’re too embarrassing.)
We knew that we would eventually have to resolve these issues, and the time has now come; our botched efforts over the years to patch up the problems in various ignorant and ineffective ways climaxed, and it became indisputable that we needed a professional rescue. This week, the cavalry has galloped up our driveway, leaping from their utility vans and pick-up trucks to save the day.
I wrote about all the banging and clanging of the workmen and its effect on our day-to-day family life in that Chaos post, and even tried to drag out the humor with a follow-up post utilizing a child’s hand-drawn “Chaos-O-Meter,” for fun.
But a commenter pointed out that for someone without a lot of resources, it’s not all that funny to read about a blogger complaining because she can afford numerous home improvements.
The humbling comment, from “prodigalsonnybono,” read:
This light rebuke was a good reminder to me that I’ve been given much and should be humble and grateful instead of complaining. After all, wonderful changes are taking place in my home and the chaos will result in beautification!
The point is well taken, and probably even more so because the note was humorous and gentle in its tone while speaking something true.
And I was ashamed that I never once said in my Chaos post how delighted I am that we will soon be enjoying all of these new changes and improvements. While they aren’t luxurious like a Home Show Tour home would display, I am very, very grateful for what is taking place.
Also to be able to own a home when so many people are losing theirs is a luxury I don’t want to take for granted. I’m so sorry if this was indeed difficult for someone to read.
And to be able to raise four kids is also a privilege that I don’t want to take for granted. Even one of the painters joked that I had too many kids. I disagree, of course, with that suggestion, but I think I understand the point that being able to afford to raise children and own a home and pay for professional help and own a hammock suggests I am living a privileged life…so why write a whiny post buffered by humor like the Chaos one?
I responded in the comments and also via email. You can read the comment at the original Chaos post. My e-mail note read:
Please, prodigalsonnybono and anyone else who felt deflated and unamused that an American with resources was complaining via humor about noise and commotion and grumpy kids, accept my apologies.
Please know that I am grateful –very, very grateful — to be able to afford all of this.