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A Thankful Commute

I’ve been thinking, lately, about the many blessings from God that I take for granted, and even (in some cases) despise. One of them is the bus and train that bring me to my office in Seattle and (hopefully) home again.

When either the bus or the train is late, and I miss my connection, I’m quick to fuss and berate the mass transit system. When I have to stand more than ten minutes, waiting for my bus, I am quick to complain. If I have to stand for the 20-minute bus ride, I am quick to grumble against the swarms of other passengers. When I think about how long it takes me to get to and from work, I’m quick to consider myself a martyr.

Faithful number 217, with a driver who almost always greets me with a cheerful "Hello!"

Faithful number 217, with a driver who almost always greets me with a cheerful “Hello!”

But do I thank God for the men and women who drive my bus and operate my train? Am I appreciative of the relative ease with which I am transported? Am I grateful for the pre-paid transit pass that my employer provides, so the entire trip costs me not a penny?

Not very often, I’m afraid. So, let’s make a change.

The north end of my Sounder train, shortly before it whisks me home.

The north end of my Sounder train, shortly before it whisks me home.

Thank you, God, for the faithful bus drivers who get up at all hours to drive my bus. Thank you for their patience and care in dealing with the maniacal drivers, so I don’t have to. Thank you for the many people who labor on the buses and trains to make sure they don’t break down. Thank you for my employer, who foots the bill for my transit pass. Thank you that I have a job to which to commute, and thank you that the other passengers are generally courteous.

Thank you, God, for loving me and for providing a way for me to get to work.

Project 365, Day 62
Tim

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A Few Words of Thanks

Looking over the pictures on my phone, I began to smile at all the ways that God has blessed our family this Fall. He is so good to us, and we do not return thanks as often as I would like. Here are a few of the things for which I am thankful, this morning:

Seven new windows on the ground floor of our home make it much less drafty and cold.

Seven new windows on the ground floor of our home make it much less drafty and cold.

No longer do we sit on the living room couch and feel a cold breeze. Thank you, God, for giving us the resources to afford new windows, and a good friend who was willing to install them for a great price!

Lunch together (sans Joshua and Rachel, away at college) at our favorite Thai restaurant for my birthday.  A little more than a year ago, I was facing kidney cancer, and didn't know if I would HAVE another birthday.  Thank you, God, for another year of life!

Lunch together (sans Joshua and Rachel, away at college) at our favorite Thai restaurant for my birthday.

A little more than a year ago, I was facing kidney cancer, and I didn’t know if I would HAVE another birthday. Thank you, God, for letting me discover the cancer in time, for a successful surgery, and for another year of life!

Our backyard fence fell apart, and I promised Kathy I would repair it 'this summer'.  As the November rains set in, it is still only about 2/3 finished.  But I'm thankful for the cheerful and willing help of my youngest son, who blesses us with his willing service.

Our backyard fence fell apart, and I promised Kathy I would repair it ‘this summer’.

As the November rains set in, it is still only about 2/3 finished. But I’m thankful for the cheerful and willing help of my youngest son, who blesses us with his diligent service. Thank you, God, for the character and wisdom you have given David, so that he almost always volunteers when work needs to be done!

A recent 'Redwall Feast' for David and Sarah's English class through Potter's School.  Thank you, God, for homeschooling friends to encourage us, and for a State in which we are allowed to homeschool our children!

A recent ‘Redwall Feast’ for David and Sarah’s English class through Potter’s School.

Thank you, God, for homeschooling friends to encourage us, and for a State in which we are allowed to homeschool our children!

Three days a week, I am allowed to work from home, in spite of the fact that the VP of our organization is firmly against any kind of telecommuting.  Thank you, God, for a boss who graciously allows me to work from home so much!

This IS my actual building; in fact, if I stood on top of my desk, you could probably see my head through one of the fifth-floor windows.

Three days a week, I am allowed to work from home, instead of commuting 2 hours (each way) to work at this campus. Thank you, God, for a boss who graciously allows me to work from home so much, even though the bosses above him are firmly against any kind of telecommuting.

Sarah helped me dig this trench in the pouring rain.

Sarah and David helped me dig this trench in the pouring rain.

For what seems like years, I’ve been trying to get reliable internet service working in the main lodge of The Refuge. Finally, we bought 500′ of Cat 6 network cable and routed it across the ground (with a switch in the middle to avoid loss of signal). This meant crossing two roads, so I dug trenches and laid the cable in conduit, with the help of my two youngest. Thank you, God, that we finally got the internet service working!

Daniel chooses good friends, and shares them generously with his brother.

Daniel chooses good friends, and shares them generously with his brother.

We’ve seen a lot of Daniel’s friend, James, this year, even though he lives 30 minutes away. Thank you, God, for answering our prayers and giving Daniel a loyal friend, and for making Daniel into a good friend himself.

Even though they are both kind of weird, these cats are a lot of fun.

Even though they are both kind of weird, these cats are a lot of fun.

Yesterday, I was sitting on the couch and Marco (pictured above, left, the fuzzier of the two cats) came and sat on my lap in an unusual display of friendliness. Misty and Marco are not the most affectionate of cats, but they do actually bring a lot of joy into our lives. Thank you, God, for these two rascally cats!

Union University (where Joshua and Rachel are, this Fall) has been very kind and generous to both my kids.

Union University (where Joshua and Rachel are, this Fall) has been very kind and generous to both my kids.

In August, I had the chance to finally visit the UU campus, and meet some of the professors. I was astounded by the way that the faculty and staff have created a college that strives for academic excellence while also fostering a warm, spiritual atmosphere. I am so proud of Joshua and Rachel for their hard work and for choosing a university that so effectively honors Jesus and puts Him first. Thank you, God, for my wise oldest children, and for Union University’s generosity to our family.

My heart is full of thanks, today, as I look forward to a holiday season that sometimes forgets God.

Let them thank the Lord for his steadfast love,
for his wondrous works to the children of man! Psalm 107:8

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The Crumbling of My Resolve

For many years, I swore we would not have cats in our house.

“My Dad is allergic, and they are a lot of trouble, when it comes to kitty litter, etc. Plus, if we ever go out of town, we have to pay someone to feed them.”

And for years, my daughters prayed and pleaded. “Don’t you think kittens would be fun? They are so cute! We will take good care of them, we promise!”

Rachel's favorite is Misty, who is the senior of our two cats.

Rachel’s favorite is Misty, who is the senior (and by far the more sophisticated) of our two cats.

I wasn’t buying it. We had a couple of guinea pigs, but one died, and the second wasn’t very affectionate, so we ended up giving him away. I felt vindicated by the short attention span of my children and the relative lack of value we had enjoyed from these pets.

Then, suddenly, my resolve crumbled, and we found ourselves with not one, but two kittens.

Since then, two years have passed, and one cat (Miri) died, but was replaced (in some sense) by Marco. They are ‘inside’ cats, but are fascinated by the outdoors, especially birds and the occasional enemy cat that dares to trespass our yard.

Marco must have seen a Bad Cat outside -- he takes his duties as Guard Cat very seriously.

Marco must have seen a Bad Cat outside — he takes his duties as Guard Cat very seriously.

And in a strange way, I am thankful for them. As selfish and utterly contemptuous toward us as all cats are, my heart warms at the sight of Marco stretched out on his back, belly exposed, paws curled in contentment. Even Misty, who is a classic introvert, is pleasant to have around when she deigns to curl up with me. There is a deep satisfaction in petting them, and they are (at least) very appreciative whenever we feed them.

Sarah is the 'owner' of Marco, the latest addition to our family.   Marco is a bit of a chow-cat, but we love him anyway!

Sarah is the ‘owner’ of Marco, the latest addition to our family. Marco is a bit of a chow-cat, but we love him anyway!

I think the way I most enjoy our cats is watching them when they sleep, and gaining vicarious pleasure from their total abandonment to rest. I imagine Heaven as a place where college students and parents of newborns, and even weary programmers, can rest with all their heart, for as long as they need.

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The Tiny Gifts

One of the things I like best about being a child of God is the little gifts He gives me.

Don’t get me wrong — I like the big, expensive gifts, too. I am thrilled and grateful to have survived two different kinds of cancer in the past two years. I am deeply appreciative of my wife and children and the excellent job God has provided me with.

But sometimes we take those big things for granted, or we get a little too accustomed to them — and so, God mixes it up a bit, just to remind us of how much He loves us.

James 1:7 says:

Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights with whom there is no variation or shadow due to change.

Not my actual gift.

Not my actual gift.

For some reason, this verse has been on my mind a lot, lately — a few months ago I wrote a skit about it for AWANA, and I keep remembering this verse whenever I notice God doing something especially kind. Of course, the ability to recognize God’s hand and His gifts is itself a gift … but perhaps I’m getting a little circular.

Today was a bit of a long day. It is the first Sunday since I wrote my goals for 2014, and my week ends (from a reporting perspective) on Sundays. This means that all the goals that aren’t tied to a particular day, or those that must be done a certain number of times a week, come due on Sunday. Tomorrow I’ll need to send an email to the men in my accountability group, reporting on this week’s goal performance.

So I furiously worked for much of the day to catch up — praying, reading, writing, spending time with my family — my day was full! At the end of the evening, after a quick trip to the gym, I sank into my chair and prayed for a few people I had forgotten during the week. Opening my eyes, I glanced at the clock in the corner of my computer screen — Oooof! 11 pm already!

What about my fun? What about the hour of computer gaming I had promised myself, all day? How can I possibly keep up with these goals, especially if I put many of them off until Sunday? And then I got a tiny gift from God, just to let me know that He loves me.

I clicked on the I’m still listening button on Pandora, and my favorite Christmas song started to play (yes, I’m still listening to Christmas music in the third week of January). It was as though God reached down from Heaven, tapped my shoulder, and quietly told me:

“Tim, I’m proud of you and pleased with you for working so hard to complete these goal tasks for My glory. I know you like this song best, so I’m having Pandora play it for you to give you a moment of rest and joy before you got to bed.

And so this tiny gift fills my heart with gladness, and I wanted to share it with you.

Tim

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