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Zoe spent the afternoon with us. It was CIRCLE DAY.
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Jul 31, 2014
Because obviously we are crazy people....
My husband got to act today. And you have no idea how happy that makes me.
It's been a long time. And a quiet season. Not easy on him. Not easy on me. Not easy on the kids. But....oh...ever so good for us.
Brad plays a pastor...who delivers the Word...a fact which does not escape us as he steps into his first role since our return to the industry we love so much... because obviously we are crazy people... THREE YEARS AGO!!!!!!!!!
Three years without acting work. Three years of dreams. And confusion. Three years of rejection and fear. Three years of false starts...human efforts...being still...stepping out in faith...running ahead...and catching up. Three years of preparation. Of questions. Three years of challenges. Of two steps backwards and three forward. Ultimately...three years of obedience to the call.
I swear...I think he is happier for the hope & joy this small role has brought to all of us than he is for himself.
Actually...I don't know. He's over the moon. I got every little detail of every little thing that happened on set. He can't stop smiling. Grinning from ear to ear.
It's been a long time. And a quiet season. Not easy on him. Not easy on me. Not easy on the kids. But....oh...ever so good for us.
Brad plays a pastor...who delivers the Word...a fact which does not escape us as he steps into his first role since our return to the industry we love so much... because obviously we are crazy people... THREE YEARS AGO!!!!!!!!!
Three years without acting work. Three years of dreams. And confusion. Three years of rejection and fear. Three years of false starts...human efforts...being still...stepping out in faith...running ahead...and catching up. Three years of preparation. Of questions. Three years of challenges. Of two steps backwards and three forward. Ultimately...three years of obedience to the call.
I swear...I think he is happier for the hope & joy this small role has brought to all of us than he is for himself.
Jul 21, 2014
Cousin Zoe
Zoe ... Life
Olivia... Olive Tree / a symbol of fruitfulness, beauty & dignity. A symbol of peace.
Thanks to Brad's Auntie Judy...he has loads of photos from his younger years. She is no longer with us...but her sweet grand-daughter is.
Jul 14, 2014
Some Fun Things
We discovered Little Tokyo.
A Wishing Tree & Gelato Mochi.
Sushi and a delicious Daikon Radish Salad.
And when the boys came across a really cool event...they called us up and told us to head over.
Off The Wall Sunday nites in NoHo is something super cool. A space and art supplies are provided. Graffiti artist come and put up their work legally. The hope is that those who attend would be inspired to diversify their portfolios...step outside of their comfort zones...and eventually be able to sell their work. Zion and Brad have participated twice now...and I've tagged along. There's an open mic...(rap must be clean...no cussing)...dance offs...(amazing talent is an understatement) a food table (all donated and free to attendees.) It's really a very inspiring thing.
There is no security and things could get tense quickly...but haven't so far. Everyone has been very respectful. Zion doesn't like the wafting smell of marijuana so much ...but she doesn't mind the lingering odor of spray paint.
Last nite...she came up with a Sugar Skull.
Downtown ART WALK.
The Last Bookstore
Worldviews on display.
This lady became a little bit uncomfortable when I asked her if I could take photos.
These guys...believers...I give them a lot of credit. Out there doing the street evangelism thing.
Jul 7, 2014
Memorable Week-End
This is where I record many of my memories.
American Girls.
Love our neighborhood.
Redondo Beach.
Sleep over.
Sweet fellowship. When no words are needed. They just know.
Solid teaching from Conrad Mbewe. Here he is at Strange Fire.
American Girls.
Redondo Beach.
Sleep over.
Sweet fellowship. When no words are needed. They just know.
Solid teaching from Conrad Mbewe. Here he is at Strange Fire.
Jul 4, 2014
July 4th
We are quite pleased to have a Hobby Lobby open in Burbank today.
To show our support...I bought a picture frame and some art supplies for Zion and some red, white, & blue party things for a BBQ we are going to tomorrow.
The BIG SMILE on my face is in response to learning that the store is CLOSED on SUNDAYS!!!!!!
I believe strongly in civil discourse.
That girl ^ above...although quite beautiful...had no idea what she was talking about. And she was angry.
The guy...the one hiding up there ^ ...he was loud. Nothing he shouted made any sense at all. Illogical at best. His sign obviously took a lot of work. I could at least appreciate that.
Understanding the Biblical concept of not casting pearls before swine...I looked for an open door...cuz...I've found without fail during this walk I'm on with the Lord...that where He guides...He provides.
I might have found one in Medley...
In spite of the noise around us and the rude interruptions ...we spent about a half an hour together. We had a mutual respect. We shared ideas. We made eye contact. I don't think our voices got too raised. If they did it was only cuz the enemy did not want us connecting and threw every loud mouthed fool in between us at every opportunity.
The bottom line for me. When with child...the body inside a woman's body is not her body. Any drug that is intended to kill a defenseless human body is demonic in nature and conceived in the pit of hell. Abortion is not health care. And one person's health care needs does not automatically trump another's religious freedom.
I tried to explain to Medley that what she is wishing for leads to a very dangerous place & places us all on a slippery slope.
She became emotional and removed herself from the discussion. I would not let her go though...without a hug. And well wishes for her desire to have a baby. She's actually currently trying to become pregnant.
I honestly do not have much of an idea of what was taking place around me while this discussion with Medley was happening. I'm told...people were filming. Hopefully something I said...will be planted in a heart somewhere or maybe something I said will be used to water a seed that has already been planted? Who knows?????
Only the Lord does.
The results of our obedience are never ours to take ownership of or cling to.
Hope. That's what I have.
A reporter from The Burbank Leader approached as I was headed back to my car. She asked me a few questions. Was very polite. Seemed fair & balanced...level headed.
When I got home...I in boxed her publication.
Here's what ^ that fuzzy part of the message says...
The publication's response...
...I sent them that smiley face with the BIG SMILE in return.
Then I went and got my art piece and framed it with the frame that I bought at Hobby Lobby on July 4th.
To show our support...I bought a picture frame and some art supplies for Zion and some red, white, & blue party things for a BBQ we are going to tomorrow.
I believe strongly in civil discourse.
The guy...the one hiding up there ^ ...he was loud. Nothing he shouted made any sense at all. Illogical at best. His sign obviously took a lot of work. I could at least appreciate that.
Understanding the Biblical concept of not casting pearls before swine...I looked for an open door...cuz...I've found without fail during this walk I'm on with the Lord...that where He guides...He provides.
I might have found one in Medley...
In spite of the noise around us and the rude interruptions ...we spent about a half an hour together. We had a mutual respect. We shared ideas. We made eye contact. I don't think our voices got too raised. If they did it was only cuz the enemy did not want us connecting and threw every loud mouthed fool in between us at every opportunity.
The bottom line for me. When with child...the body inside a woman's body is not her body. Any drug that is intended to kill a defenseless human body is demonic in nature and conceived in the pit of hell. Abortion is not health care. And one person's health care needs does not automatically trump another's religious freedom.
I tried to explain to Medley that what she is wishing for leads to a very dangerous place & places us all on a slippery slope.
She became emotional and removed herself from the discussion. I would not let her go though...without a hug. And well wishes for her desire to have a baby. She's actually currently trying to become pregnant.
I honestly do not have much of an idea of what was taking place around me while this discussion with Medley was happening. I'm told...people were filming. Hopefully something I said...will be planted in a heart somewhere or maybe something I said will be used to water a seed that has already been planted? Who knows?????
Only the Lord does.
The results of our obedience are never ours to take ownership of or cling to.
Hope. That's what I have.
A reporter from The Burbank Leader approached as I was headed back to my car. She asked me a few questions. Was very polite. Seemed fair & balanced...level headed.
When I got home...I in boxed her publication.
Here's what ^ that fuzzy part of the message says...
The publication's response...
...I sent them that smiley face with the BIG SMILE in return.
Then I went and got my art piece and framed it with the frame that I bought at Hobby Lobby on July 4th.
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