Where we are…

Honestly, what I’m about to say makes me very uncomfortable. It seems God likes to bring me to that place. A lot. I have prayed so desperately over this post. I have prayed that I would communicate with humility what He has asked me to communicate, but I have also prayed that I would be bold enough to say some hard, even embarrassing things. Even more, I have prayed for you, reading this post.

I remember many times sitting at church and listening to missionaries and wanting to stick my fingers in my ears because I was afraid God might call me to go. It has been a fear in the back of my mind most of my life. I was so surprised one day to find out that there were many other Christians that didn’t dread hearing missionary reports. I’m probably the most unlikely missionary you’ll ever meet. Most of my life has been spent running from Him. It may not have looked like that on the outside, but my heart has always been wild. I don’t submit easily. Come to find out His grace is greater than the sin in my heart.

When I was a pastor’s wife I would get embarrassed just thinking about people’s tithe ending up as my husband’s paycheck. And, honestly, I would hope that all of my friends at church didn’t think about it. It made me uncomfortable.

So when He gave us the grace to obey a call to the mission field, my knees shook when I thought about asking people for money – especially people I know.

Alot of that comes from pride in my heart – it’s awkward to need something from people, but what’s worse than that is never having the ability to repay them. Never being able to square up. Saying: “Please give me your money and you will get a thank you note and our newsletter in return.” leaves you in a perpetual state of vulnerability. I’m beginning to think that’s right where He wants us.

If I (or Josh) could go out and just work harder and make more money, that is what we would do. But I am beginning to discover through this process that that would cause us both to miss out on a huge blessing. We would miss out on watching the Lord provide for us in the most amazing ways through His people and the church would miss out on the gift of investing in His economy. (aka storing up treasures in heaven.)

I never thought I would say I am grateful to be financially supported by the church, but I am.

So why am I telling you this?

Our team has to raise all of our financial support. We have about 25% left to raise. We cannot go until we get 100%. We cannot go without the generosity of God’s people. We need people to pledge to give monthly support, whether it be $20 or $100. We need your monthly support. And I’m asking for it.

I’m asking you to give. If that makes you feel awkward, please know that I feel awkward-er. But I’m not asking you to give to me. I’m asking you to give to God’s work. He has called me to be a part of it and He has called you to be a part of it. One of the greatest misunderstandings in the church today is that missions is optional.

It isn’t.

Missions has already been decided for us. The great commission was given to the church. It is explicit in the Gospel. The only question we have to answer is “How?” How do we respond personally to the only choice we are given – go or send?

God has called some of us to go and He has called some of us to watch over missions from home. Both of these callings are vital. This is the way He ordained it. We cannot go without you. We cannot. It is his plan for you to send us.

When we obey God by participating in missions, we are responding out of love for Him. The most tangible way to love Christ is to make Him known. “If you love Me, feed my sheep.”

We know He will not return until His name has been preached throughout the whole earth, to every tongue and every tribe and every nation. How much do we want to see His face? There are over 3 billion people on planet earth right now living a hopeless life without Christ. We have hope for them. Does that move us to obedience?

Charles Spurgeon was asked this question, “Will the heathen who have never heard the Gospel be saved?” Spurgeon replied, “It is more a question with me whether we – who have the Gospel and fail to give it to those who have not – can be saved.” We have the awesome privilege of giving the hopeless the hope that we have. The hope that has been given to us freely. I’m asking you to freely give – to invest in God’s economy.

The wonderful thing about this investment is that there is absolutely no risk involved. I am reminded of something Jim Elliot said before he literally gave his life for the Gospel, “He is no fool who gives what He cannot keep to gain what He cannot lose.” When Jesus calls us to give, it is actually an invitation to receive – to gain something eternal. I’m asking you to invest in this eternal treasure with us. Why? Because dying is gain. Because what we loose on earth will be loosed in heaven. Because He first loved us. Because we long together to see Him face to face.

Because He Is Worth It.

May His kingdom come.

A public thank you to Madison Heights

So we’re back from Bogota and it is my next mission (pun intended) to write a post all about that trip. And since you know I get blog posts out super quick, it will only be another month.

But first.

For those of you that don’t know.

During seminary Josh began an internship at a PCA church plant in Madison. When we first began to attend the church, there were about 40 people meeting on Sunday nights. We instantly loved the feel of this church plant. I think it was mainly because our first two years of marriage were spent working in a very similar situation in Nashville. We still miss our friends there. So this little tiny church plant in Madison felt right.

Church plants are very unique in that you really get to see the nitty-gritty. People aren’t involved in a church plant unless they truly want to serve the church. It involves LOTS and LOTS of work. Setting up. Taking down. Starting ministries. Failing and starting over. Just the process pares the church down to a group of people who want to serve.  It’s lovely. We loved it. We still do.

When we first began worshiping there, Anne Elise was only 8 months old. I was just learning how to be a mom. We were living on love with one part-time salary and Josh was going to school full-time. After seminary, Josh became the full-time assistant pastor and by then the church was meeting on Sunday mornings in a school gymnasium. I had had one more baby and was still learning to be a mom. Now I was also learning to be a pastor’s wife.

I can’t say that Madison Heights loved and supported us. It was way beyond that. They accepted us. Wholly. They taught me to be a pastor’s wife. I have so many friends from seminary that come over and cry on my couch telling me all the stories of how hard it is for them to be the wife of someone on staff at their church. How they always feel like they’re in a fish bowl. I’m sure I’ve offended many a friend when I tell them, “I have no idea what you’re talking about. My church loves me and accepts me completely. I never feel judged. Never.” They loved me when I did a good job. They loved me when I did a terrible job. They loved me through all the learning. The good and the bad.

I never felt like I wasn’t adequate in their eyes and that is completely the truth. My church loves me. They pray for me. They accept me as a friend. A sister in Christ. A mother. Even a teacher. They stand up in front of groups of people and say these things. And if they are too nervous to stand in front of big groups then they whisper in my ear how loved I am. And not just loved – I feel like they are for me. 

Blessed? I have no words.

We have received gifts that you wouldn’t believe. One summer Josh’s air conditioner in his car stopped working. As soon as the church heard about it, someone took it in and paid to fix it. We have received anonymous gifts from people that we could never thank. We have had friends paint our house TWICE and lay sod in our back yard. And build a play set. And tile our bathroom shower.We have been given COUNTLESS gift certificates for dinner dates including babysitting. We have had friends that have flown back from business trips early to not miss a meeting for cross collaboration. We have received more meals than I can count while I had two more babies and was sick or on bed rest. Madison Heights paid Josh’s full salary for four months so that we could support raise full-time. And they have given. And given. And given.

So, no. I have no idea what those friends of mine are talking about. And I’m so thankful.

And so it was only par for the course when they told us that they were going to have a total of FOUR church wide garage sales that they were going to contribute to and publicize and give us all of the proceeds for.

They raised almost $7000.

Madison Heights, I can never ever thank you enough. You have meant more to our family than I can ever say. You have loved us so well. You have tirelessly and sacrificially served our family the way the body of Christ should. You have been a beautiful reflection of Him. He has used you to sharpen us and mature us. His name is written all over you. We have been so blessed because of you.

We love you dearly.

Photo Dump and Quick Update

Hey y’all.

Thought I would catch you up to speed real quick. We just finished our American tour missions conferences and have just a few more trips until we’re done traveling – hopefully – maybe.

In a few days we’re (the Bonhams, Josh, Matthew and I) flying to Bogota for the first time.

(FYI – if you type that sentence into your phone to send to a friend, your predictive text will take over and correct it to say “flying to bigots”…and you may not want to say that.)

We are super excited to see what the city we will be living in for two years is like. Hopefully we will see the area – even the neighborhood –  where we will be living and Nikki and I will be able to establish what all we need to bring/not bring/be prepared for, etc. We are also thrilled to meet our new team mates.

I will take lots of pictures and video and will post an update, hopefully, when we get back. Please pray for my mom – she will have the three big ones….actually, they will have her I’m afraid.

Speaking of that, a few weeks ago Josh and my mom went to a conference. The kids and my dad and I went with them, but we didn’t participate in the conference, so we were on our own in Tuscaloosa. I told Anne Elise before we left that it would just be me and Popeye and the kids and she said, “Well, that’s okay. I will be there to help.” If you know my Dad, then you know exactly what she meant.  That was so random, but thinking of leaving my kids with my mom made me think of it. Good luck Lovie! They’re all yours – and Popeye too!

Solid Ground

In Christ alone, who took on flesh

Fullness of God in helpless Babe

This gift of love and righteousness

Scorned by the ones He came to save

 

‘Til on that cross as Jesus died

The wrath of God was satisfied

For every sin on Him was laid

Here in the death of Christ I live

 

There in the ground His body lay

Light of the world in darkness slain

Then bursting forth in glorious day

Up from the grave He rose again

 

And as He stands in victory

Sin’s curse has lost its grip on me

For I am His and He is mine

Bought with the precious blood of Christ

 

No guilt in life, no fear in death

This is the power of Christ in me

From life’s first cry to final breath

Jesus commands my destiny

 

No power of hell, no scheme of man

Could ever pluck me from His hand

‘Til He returns or calls me home

Here in the power of Christ I stand

What we’ve been up to in bullet points, because then I feel organized.

Well, well, well…

Where have you been?

Ahem.


I’ll have you know I blog very regularly in my head. Getting it here is a little more complicated. You know, the translating and all. Plus, it takes a whole lotta energy to be this funny. Just sayin’.

I really am going to try to do this more often, mainly so we don’t have to have those awkward introductions anymore. I knew you’d be happy about that.

So what we’ve been up to:

  • One bazillion mission conferences and we have a few more left. Seriously, we’ve been out of town every single weekend since sometime in January. This actually has been such a blessing to us and our children, but I will be very thankful when all of the traveling dies down. It’s been particularly helpful for the girls, since my goal is to have homeschooled children sans social awkwardness. I believe it can be done. Needless to say, we’ve had lots of practice lately.
  • 3 birthdays and one to go. The girls turned 5 and 7, Matthew turned 1 and Jak will be turning 3 on Easter. I will tell you Matthew’s birthday story soon. You really don’t want to miss it. And no, I can’t believe my baby just turned 1. That was the fastest year of my life. Crazy. I honestly thought I was going to have flashbacks of his birth. Matthew got a birthday card from our sweet friend and children’s ministry director. The card said, “You are turning one and that means you will be having a new little brother or sister very soon!” That made me laugh so hard. Yes, this is probably true. The first birthday has always been my cue. You may not know this about me, but I only have babies every other March and on odd years, except when our insurance company gives us a 30 day waiting period for maternity coverage and then we have to have our baby in April. True story. 
  • House on the market. We need to sell our house. I love my house and I don’t want to sell it. Really, I don’t. I got a call from our realtor to tell us that a couple wanted to come look at it a second time and I cried. Yes, this is the sad truth. I am very sentimental about this house. 5 years of life is a really long time when your oldest child is only 7. I know this is all very spoiled, but I’m just being honest. I keep having this conversation in my head, where I remind myself that Christians around the world are meeting underground and being persecuted for their faith and I am crying over losing my house in Madison. Geez. Rotten.
  •  70%Both of our families have 70% of our support raised, which is good, but we have to be at 100% to actually move. We are praying that we can move in August.
  • Colombia. We are planning a trip to Colombia in April. I will be sure to show you pictures and give you an idea of what our lives will look like there. I am looking forward to seeing it for myself.
  • Homeschool.We are very nicely ahead in homeschooling. I didn’t take last summer off and have not taken very many breaks so that right now I would be ahead of the game and can afford to take time off while we transition over the next few months.
  • Selling it all. I still haven’t started selling my stuff yet. Be on the lookout on facebook, especially if you live in the Jackson or Hattiesburg area. I am going to take pictures of everything and come up with prices and, hopefully, I can get a lot of it sold.
  • Matthew’s first birthday. Now, I will leave you with a picture of Matthew’s first birthday joke cake. All I have to say about that is there is an explanation…

…And I will share that information once I have it.

Biggest Announcement Ever

Well, maybe not the biggest…

I think I’m going to start putting that title on all of my posts, except then everyone will think I’m pregnant…and I probably am….

Okay, so big news to share. We (our team) have had a change of plans. I’ll give a little background for those of you who are new here. Our family is moving with another family to the mission field. The original plan was to go to Costa Rica for two years. During our time there, we were going to attend language school and participate in creating a training program for new missionaries going to the field. Our desire, and what we feel the Lord leading our families to do, is start a new work somewhere in Latin America where the Gospel has not taken root. We want to assist national pastors in planting churches where there is a need.

Well…

…two weeks ago we found out that there is a place better suited than Costa Rica to accomplish the training program, so we flipped a coin and decided that we’re moving to Bogota, Colombia. Just kidding about flipping a coin, we drew straws. No really, after much prayer and many conversations with MTW,  we decided that this is a much better fit. In fact we are absolutely thrilled with this change and let me tell you why.

First of all, there is a very reputable language school there that we will attend our first year. Secondly, there is a thriving team there and an established network of churches in Bogota. And if that was not enough, this is my favorite part…national  leaders and pastors are coming to Bogota from all over Latin America asking the team there to pease send missionaries to their countries because they want to duplicate what they are seeing happen in Colombia. God is moving there! Raise your hand if you want to be a part of that! No really, raise your hand!

Okay, for those of you freaking out about the drug cartel, violence, kidnapping and what not, let me speak to that. Colombia is not the place that it was 10 or 15 years ago. The team that is there now was pulled out from 2001 until 2006. The team leader told us that they feel so safe there that his wife walks alone at night. There are so many places here that you wouldn’t feel safe doing that. I think in terms of infectious diseases, not so much gangs and violence, so that was my main concern. I was very happy to hear that Bogota is not a city at high risk for malaria. Whew.

The fact of that matter is, and I know you all will agree with me here, God is in control of my life and your life. He is in control of my children’s lives and my husband’s life. “Which of you by worrying can add one more day to his life?” A hair doesn’t fall from our head without his permission. Any one of us could come down with a disease today or be a victim of a violent crime or a terrible accident. Our trust is in God alone. Our salvation comes from Him. Alone. But I get the concerns. God is teaching me this stuff.

So the last two weeks have been a lot of work. We have had to redo every single brochure, every mailout, packet, letter, card, every video, our website, every single thing said Costa Rica. Josh and Nate made a video (at midnight no less) describing what we are doing and answering questions. Some of you may not know that we have to raise all of our own support. Our plan and desire is that we are able to move to Bogota in August. We will only be able to do that if we have raised 100% of our support. Right now, we are at about 60 or 65%. We are completely dependent on monthly pledges. Please pray that the Lord leads people to give.

I’m going to link the video here. If you don’t care anything about the mission field or what we’re doing and if you have no desire to support us financially or pray for us. You MUST watch this video anyway! The guys recorded it at almost midnight and Josh is talking in his sleep. Seriously, his eyes are CLOSED the entire time. It’s the funniest thing I’ve ever seen. Go watch it. You can thank me later.

I forgot to mention one of the best things that is coming out of all of this. When I used to tell people that we were moving to the mission field, the first question they would ask was, “Where are you going?” then I would tell them “Costa Rica” and  they would get a huge smile on their face and say “Oh how fun!” like I was just going on an extended vacation. And then I  would smack them. Just kidding, I would never do that. Now, when I tell them I’m moving to the mission field and they ask me where I’m going and I say “Colombia” they get this look of intense concern on their face and immediately tell me that they will be praying for me.

Now that’s more like it.

The Jesse Tree and a Wecipe

So…

I hope your holiday traditions are well underway. We are doing The Advent Jesse Tree this year and are enjoying it so much. Love. That’s all I can say. If you didn’t get the memo about that, you definitely need to order your book and plan on doing it next year.

In our Jesse tree group, I was assigned the day represented by the 10 commandments. So, I recruited help from Jak. He took it very seriously.

I lit.er.all.y took 27 pictures of Jak with this exact pose. This is how you know he’s really concentrating.

I mean really workin’ hard. This one was taken right before his stroke of creative genius.

And voila! It’s just so abstract!

…and the finished product.

I would like to offer you some advice just in case you ever find yourself molding the 10 commandments out of air dry clay. Don’t make them too thin. Do not. Because then they will be very fragile and will perhaps break.  You may have made 38 very thin 10 commandments for your closest friends. Bummer. Then you will be forced to say that it was the first set that Moses brought down from the mount. These commandments are the first set. I repeat, these commandments are the first set. I meant to do that.

If this happens to you, I mean, if you happen to make the broken first set of 10 commandments, you will feel defeated and you will need to prove yourself. To yourself.

You will set out on a mission to make marshmallows. From scratch.

First, you will need to find a homeschooled child to make an awkward homeschool pose behind your ingredients.

Check.

Then you will need to pass out from looking at all of those genetically modified ingredients.

Check.

You should feel very guilty for feeding this to your nearest and dearest. Shameful.

Okay, so first you’re going to have to heat some stuff up. You will have to use your meat thermometer because you broke your candy thermometer. Don’t fret.

You are just going to have to let it boil. And boil.

You will add the hot stuff to the other stuff.

Then you will get out your dinosaur hand mixer because you are a glutton for punishment and well, you deserve it. You made 38 too thin 10 commandments out of air dry clay, remember? Then you wrapped them up and gave them to your friends.

Now, here is where I want you to listen ever so closely. You must use your mixer for 15 minutes. Pray you have a stand mixer and you don’t have to use your extremely old fashioned hand mixer that you got on your wedding day.

15 minutes.

I’m going to give you the secret to marshmallows. There are lots of secrets, but we’re friends, I will tell you everything.

You will never, and I do mean never, accomplish marshmallows if you do not have this going on right outside your kitchen door.

This, my friends, is essential.

Words cannot adequately describe how these marshmallows are going to taste. This just gives them a little extra something.

You are being punished for only having a hand mixer.

So, there should be much chaos ensuing while you use your dinosaur, 18th century hand-crank mixer for 15 minutes. Don’t complain, this is where the magic happens.

Once you’ve boiled some stuff and mixed some stuff. Then you’re going to pour it into a 9 by 13. You will then let it sit while you peel very small pieces of paper off of your work of art child. This will take 24 hours.

Cut them into the size you want.

Honestly, these marshmallows are so good! I told Josh last night that I didn’t think I could ever drink hot chocolate again without these marshmallows.

The recipe is here if you want to try it. Really easy, except all the mixing and paper issues…although I know you won’t even need to click on the recipe link because of how stellar my step-by-step instructions were!

Hope you’re enjoying your Christmas celebrations!

P.S. Annie, yes I stole the Wecipe idea from you. Start blogging again or else!

Pumpkin Time!

I love Fall. I love Winter. I hate cold weather. Did I tell you that I’m moving to Costa Rica? I will probably miss the changing seasons eventually. Maybe when I’m good and thawed, I’ll think about missin’ them.

I think I just like the idea of changing seasons, not the actual seasons…and definitely not the cold weather accompanying them. I should probably just light some pumpkin spice candles in July and call it a celebration. I’ll let you know how that goes next year when I’m celebrating Christmas and it’s 80 degrees. Sure hope I can get my hands on that candle.

One thing I do love about this time of year is pumpkin carving with children! When you finally get to the point where they can actually participate and not just watch you carve their pumpkin, it’s just so funner!

So, I’ve typed that ’cause I think it’s funny and I’m sitting here worried that someone will actually think that I think that it’s really “funner” and they’ll be worried about my fitness to homeschool. This is sad. This is not funner.

At. All.

I guess they should be worried about my fragments too.

Anyhoo.

When we told Jak that we were going to carve pumpkins, he was sorta shocked at first.

Then overjoyed.

Ecstatic even.

Until he heard the “ice-tweem twuck”.

This was the exact moment when he said, “Excuse me, sir. Pardon me, but I hear the ice-tweem twuck”.

Speaking of ice-tweem twucks, why are they so creepy? Honestly, I wanna know. I mean, I love our ice cream lady. She’s very nice and not creepy, but she drives a very creepy ice-tweem twuck.

Why?

In case you were about to ask the question, “Why do all of your children look like they just ate dirt?” The answer is, I don’t know.

What?

Your kids don’t eat dirt?

 Just kidding. Mine don’t either.

Except when they do.

You know, sometimes my posts just get funnier and funnier and I just have to stop myself because, honestly, who can take all that belly laughing?

Not me.

I honestly can’t take it. It’s too much.

And I was going to include a wecipe. But since I have carpal tunnel from uploading all of these pictures and since all of you have really sore abs from all the belly laughing, it’ll have to wait.

It’s gonna be good though (with or without the dirt).

Christian, you are not your own.

So, how about the great weather we’ve been having?

That’s kinda how I wanted to start this post.

Or how ’bout them Saints?

Just so you know, I’m really ready for something lighter on my blog. It’s been kinda heavy around here lately.

But this question has been weighing on my mind…

“Can I be a Christian and not believe that the Bible is inerrant?”

In other words, can I still be a Christian and believe that the Bible has flaws and error? *(see note)

The doctrine of inerrancy is simply this, “the doctrine that the Bible is fully truthful in all its teaching.” Scripture does not contradict itself. It does not misrepresent or manipulate the truth.

The attack on the doctrine of inerrancy is ages old. Wars have been fought on this issue alone.

The question is not, “does the Bible have a mistake?” but “does God make mistakes?”.

If we do not believe the Bible to be inerrant, then on what do we base our beliefs? The Bible itself claims to be inspired. If it claims to be inspired, but it isn’t, then God is a liar. If God is a liar…

So, what does the Bible claim about itself?

Hebrews 4:12 “For the Word of God is living and active and sharper than any two-edged sword, and piercing as far as division of soul and spirit, of both joints and marrow, and able to judge the thoughts and intentions of the heart.”

Isaiah 40:6 “The grass withers, the flower fades, but the Word of God stands forever.”

Psalms 119:105 “Thy Word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path.”

I Thessalonians 2:13  “When you received from us the Word of God’s message, you accepted it not as the word of men, but for what it really is, the Word of God, which also performs its work in you who believe.”

2 Timothy 3:16 “All Scripture is God breathed…”

John 17:17 “Sanctify them by the truth; your Word is truth.”

I heard someone say this week, “I believe in the overall message of the Bible, but I don’t believe that it’s inerrant.” Why would someone believe in the overall message of a book that lies about being ultimate truth, perfect, infallible, eternal, God-breathed and without error?

I wouldn’t.

You know how much I like to over-simplify…

May I suggest that someone who holds to the view, “I am a Christian, but I don’t believe the Bible is without error.” is someone struggling with being told what to do?

Ahhh. That’s a big problem isn’t it? Who likes to be told, “You are not your own.” or “Submit your will to the Lord.” or “You are a living sacrifice.”?

Don’t I have rights?

How many times this week did you hear someone say, “It’s my body!”?

Christian, you are not your own.

This problem is as old as mankind. It is a problem that waged war ages ago. It is a problem that continues to wage war in the human soul. Mine and yours.

I fear this “self-sovereignty” is invading the Church.

The question of authority is the crux of the issue.
Absolute truth infringes on our authority over ourselves. It wages war on our autonomy. It is a direct attack on our rights.

Many times the Christian tries to “fix” Scripture. We try to make it fit into our choices, our perspective. We try to fit it into our idea of how we think things should be.

In Eugene Peterson’s, Eat This Book, he says, “We are fond of saying that the Bible has all the answers, and that is certainly correct…But the Bible also has all the questions, many of them that we would just as soon were never asked of us, and some of which we will spend the rest of our lives doing our best to dodge. You can’t reduce this book to what you can handle; you can’t domesticate this book to what you are comfortable with…This book has generative power; things happen to us as we let the text call forth, stimulate, rebuke, prune us. We don’t end up the same.”

Christian, you are not your own.

So, let’s say, I’m a Christian and I believe in the inerrancy and authority of Scripture. What does that mean for my life?

Let me give a big shout out to Eugene ’cause he answers this question in his book too!

“[The Bible] is given to us in the form of a story that is intended to shape our entire lives into the story of following Jesus, a life lived to the glory of God.”

The Christian submits to the text. Ouch.

It hurts. We feel its impact. We conform to it. We become transformed by it.

John Calvin said, “All right knowledge of God is born of obedience.”

The Christian must not only ask, “What does the Bible say?” but also, “How can I obey what it says?”

And what does the Bible say? Yes, that’s where the Christian must go and stay and live.

Live there.

1 Corinthians 6:20  “You were bought at a price. Do not become enslaved by the world.

2 Corinthians 5:17 “If any man be in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has gone the new has come.”

Acts 5:29 “We must obey God rather than men.”

2 Corinthians 10:5 “We demolish arguments and every pretension that sets itself up against the knowledge of God, and we take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ.”

1 John 3:16 “This is how we know that we love the children of God: by loving God and carrying out His commands. In fact, this is love for God: to keep His commands. And His commands are not burdensome.”

1 Corinthians 6:19-20 “Do you not know that your bodies are temples of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own; you were bought at a price. Therefore honor God with your bodies.”

Christian, you are not your own.

Okay, so glad we got all that worked out! {wink}

Next week something lighter like nuclear fusion or why eating dirt is a totally acceptable way to get in your trace minerals or how to keep Ava from putting peas in baby Matthew’s ears or why I can’t discipline my son like I discipline my daughters or why I’m thankful for spell-check. Something like that. Ish.

*I’m not addressing the issue of translation. Some translations are not as accurate as others. A good student of the Word will utilize available study helps to be sure of what God really is saying to us from the earliest documents. It’s well worth the effort.