All Things New :

And he who was seated on the throne said, "Behold, I am making all things new." Also he said, "Write this down, for these words are trustworthy and true." -Revelation 21:5

I have had this idea floating in my head for sometime. It has processed many times but never quite had the time: or made the time, to be written. It is more than an idea, it is something that I would love to see actually. Concretely. There is truth in it. Towering strong hope that pushes me to share with others. Beautiful truth that makes that hope flourish. Not on my own power but through Him, the all Glorious King who made me. Sin entered a perfect garden and corrupted the beauty and purity between God and Man. God perfect. Me: not. Christ came and taught man true repentance from sin. Without him I am nothing. His death and resurrection freed me and gave be access to the Father.

I am still a sinner and constantly reminded of such. That is what makes the Gospel so beautiful, I am free. The gift of repentance, the gift of Christ and His Bride, the church. We are teaching the children a new song every week. This week Dana Derksen, "Has God ever had a beginning?"

It quotes Revelation 4 verse 8, 

Holy, holy, holy, is the Lord God Almighty, who was and is and is to come!

Reminds me that I am saved, being saved, and will be saved!

Assurance of salvation.

I am just thinking about what Christ has done in my life, and how I long for others to experience His love too. I am not just talking to people who do not believe the same as I. Christians too. I pray they can find themselves committed to a church. One thing that keeps ringing in my head is, 

The body of Christ is a gift.

I was there too. Going from church to church. Not knowing my place. God is patient. Really he is! Looking back now, I can not imagine living the Christian life alone. Or spreading myself in EVERY Christian corner and not in one place. The body of Christ is also a family. You want to get know family don't you? Don't get me wrong, I have friends spread across this planet in different Christian fellowships and I have the blessing of having fellowship with them once in awhile. My point is, are your talents, gifts, time, and heart for your local church? When people come to fellowship with us then stop with no explanation, it feels awkward. I mean I am there to serve and all, but I consider that person my brother or sister in Christ. Where did you go?

I understand not everyone's situation is that black and white. I have friends who can't come because of personal family preferences, illness, etc. And they have expressed that to me and they long to be in fellowship with others.

Now to my point. If you are still following me, thanks. Didn't I tell you how patient God was? Now to the title of my blog post:

All Things New

Just want to give hope to those who believe and just feel like they can't fellowship because of sin, that Christ died for Shame. Repentance can seem difficult. But that is a gift too. Christ promises to make all things new. That is fantastic news! And there are people like us waiting for people like you to love and support and pray and serve with.

In the last couple years I have noticed a love for taking something old or used and repurposing it. It is not only eco friendly, but it has been something I have found joy in. Even my husband has noticed how much fun I have and in return he is finding joy in my joy. It can also be a beautiful illustration of how the Lord takes my old self and makes it new. He is still taking old pieces of me to change me for my good and His glory.

I have dreams that one day we can help our community in ways that would not only help them know the Savior and His ways, but also help them to help others and serve in the church. A huge piece of my heart beats for single mothers and mothers who are in pregnancy crisis situations. I just need wisdom in how all this will come together. So pray for me. One idea was to be apart of a Market night to raise awareness for Itu Projekti. I am not able at this season in my life to study to be a counselor for them, but want to at least voice the huge need to help women in need. One friend suggested a free repair clothing night, others a flea market/coffee house day, or even a single mother's dinner. If you remember, I am an idea monster. This already feels bigger than myself. Until then...

Thanks for reading...be blessed.

Mikko's volleyball jerseys were just in a box in the storage.

 I had them made into a quilt for his birthday.

My Grandmother's table clothe: turned pillow cases

2012 Christmas gift projects