UniShow Video

Finally used my friend's internet to upload this one.
I'll try to get a few more up in the coming weeks.
They're pretty sweet!
Enjoy:

His name is Dustin Kelm and he travels the world
sharing his story through doing this.

Song lyrics:
Get Up by Superchick

I'm not afraid to fall
It means I climbed up high
To fall is not to fail
You fail when you don't try
I'm not afraid to fall
I might just learn to fly and
I will spread these wings of mine

Chorus:
If I get up I might fall back down again
So let's get up come on
If I get up I might fall back down again
We get up anyway
If I get up I might fall back down again
So let's get up come on
If I get up I might fall back down again
And I might fall back down again
We'll just jump and see, even if it's the 20th time
we'll just jump and see if we can fly

I'm not afraid to fall
And here I told you so
Don't want to rock the boat
But I just had to know
Just a greener side
Or can I touch the sky
But either way I will have tried

-Chorus-

I'm not afraid to fall
I've fallen many times
They laughed when I fell down
But I have dared to climb
I'm not afraid to fall
I know I'll fall again
But I will win this in the end

-Chorus-

Rubbery Legs!

I've been praying for some time (off and on since March) that God would bridge the gap between my neighbors and myself. The off and on part is because sometimes I'm pretty selfish and just want to walk up to my house (on the 5th floor) and not see anyone I know on the way up or be invited for a visit. But alas, I know in my heart of hearts, I didn't move to Kosova to not know people- haha! He's provided a few friends during the past months. But I continue to pray for openings and ways to reach out to them...and God answers!

Tonight I was so blessed by the Lord to arrive home from our village outreach to see my neighbors, from right below me, outside the building stacking wood. I debated whether or not it was a blessing for a few minutes in the car. I spent some time calculating what all this would involve. You see, I've lived here 2+ years and I know exactly what wood means, and this family lived on the 4th floor of my building. But I also had learned earlier today that this family doesn't have a dad (just found out that he divorced the mom- probably to have a younger, more fun model). So, after calling my roommate and asking how to correctly say a few phrases I was going to be needing, I stepped out of the car and into their lives.

I'm not going to lie, many times as I went up and down the stairs I was blaming God for getting me in this situation. All the other neighbors were content to watch us labor up and down the stairs. And yes, my legs feel like rubber now. But my heart is full. They were so grateful, and I was able to open a door into their lives...simply by using one of my languages of love: service. And how wonderful that God blessed me with this ability to help them! Had it been translating or spending oodles of time talking in Albanian, I wouldn't have walked over and introduced myself. But our amazing God knows!

And I truly think He gives each one of us these opportunities each day. Since my chosen job requires me to be honest (hehe), I will say that I pass most of them up. I am "too busy" reaching out to "such and such" a people in my own way that I don't have time to stop and help the elderly lady who is struggling with her bags home. Or I am so focused on my meetings that I don't care to do whatever it is that He places right in front of me. Or maybe I should be really honest: I am too busy saving money for myself, counting down the hours till I can rest, or some other idea or plan with me at the center. But every week God brings me to my knees, and I cry out to Him to give me another chance. To help me have His eyes to see deep into people's hearts. And what an incredible Lord- He always does.

I just want to encourage you all. I know that these things are hard, that often we feel guilty or overwhelmed. But let me tell you, as I sit here with wobbly legs and a hurting back- I'm glad that I followed my heart! And I will be glad again when I attend the birthday party for the oldest daughter that I just got invited to.
God is good!
Amen

Life in a Dumpster

It was late last night as I was getting ready for bed. Part of my nightly routine is to snuggle with this guy: Torie before I shut him out in the hall (he turns vicious at night!). While I was holding him I heard a strange noise coming from down below. It turned out to be a litter of kittens that had recently been born...in the dumpsters next to my apartment. We peered out my window for a few minutes as my heart slowly began to break. It was raining, cold, and they were hungry. Torie was apathetic to their pitiful meows coming from 5 stories below. And as I studied him I began to realize something. He should be down there too! He was a street cat that someone picked up when he was a baby, dying cuz his mother abandoned him. He's been given a new life; a wonderful life full of good food, toys, warm beds, and loads of love. But because he was removed from his old life he's forgotten it all- it is almost as if he doesn't even speak those kitten's language. He's just apathetic, and truly he's pretty ungrateful for the life I've given him...if we were honest.

And as I crawled into my warm bed, surrounded by my things, I realized that I am often exactly the same as my terrible kitty. And I come from a country that is full of apathetic, ungrateful people as well.

There is a scene that stands out in my mind from the movie: Hotel Rwanda. It is as the American videographer is soon to the leave the country, and the main character has a glimmer of hope that his people will receive help when the footage he's shot is seen on the news. Here's what is said:

"I'm glad that you've shot this footage and that the world will see it. It is the only way we have chance that people may intervene." "Yeah, and if no one intervenes? Is it still a good thing to show?" "How can they not intervene, when they witness such atrocities?" "I think if people see this footage they will say: 'Oh my god, that's horrible.' And they will go on eating their dinners..."

A few years ago I had the chance to attend Urbana (HUGE missions conference- pretty amazing) with the youth group from the church I grew up in. I loved my time there and took every opportunity I could to douse myself in the world. What I mean by that is that I wanted to feel the hurt across the nations. To bear witness to their lives. To glimpse the suffering that the majority of people live within. So, I went to seminars on AIDS, on street kids, on poverty, on orphans, etc. It was difficult and it was a very "raw" time for me. One evening we were sharing as a group what we'd done that day. I shared and one of the leaders of the group responded: "Wow! I couldn't go to those sorts of meetings. My heart can't handle knowing those things..." I was a bit in shock, because as followers of God we should walk as His Son did. He went into those sorts of places and was encountered with every kind of suffering and pain this world knows. How can we close our hearts and eyes to such things? And truly it is only the people in the West who even have the chance or the possibility to do such a thing. Every other place in the world is rampant with disease, poverty, and suffering like you and I've never known or witnessed. It is simply a part of life.

And so, like my cat, we found a way to remove that from our lives and make ourselves comfortable. We insulate our life with every convenience there is, and wrap ourselves up in it (I speak just as much to myself here). And we lose it all. How can we proclaim God's love if we're not living it? How can we manifest Him to the nations if we aren't willing to get our feet dirty? How can we testify to His salvation if we don't even know what the world is in need of being saved from? How...?

Maybe yes, you are removed from poverty, disease, and other atrocities, but look around you! There is despair, hopelessness, lostness, darkness in need of everything you have inside your heart! Don't wander so far away from this world that you forget to speak their language. Don't insulate yourselves to the point that you grown apathetic. And please, please don't forget where every good thing that is in your life came from- live with a grateful heart, full of praise!

I challenge myself here. And I challenge you.
Live unto the Lord; your God and Creator.
Be His hands. His feet. His voice. His heart.
Just be...HIS!

Ultimate Authority and the Suicide of Rebellion

"One of the fundamental areas where you can really see the Enlightenment rob the church of its power, worship, and enjoyment is this: [The Bible] has ceased over the years to be a book about God and has become more and more a book about us...'It's about me; about me as an individual...How can I become happy? How do I get rid of this or that?' We use it as a Spiritual Medical Encyclopedia. The problem with that is that that is not what this is! Now are there Truths inside that can help with these things? Yes, but only after the Gospel has taken root. Once you get the Story. Without the Story you have nothing...The Bible is ferociously about God. If there are lessons to learn in the Bible, they come by who we are in light of who He is..."
-Matt Chandler

And Now They're Gone

So, before I begin, I want to give a few websites in case anyone reading my blog is interested in doing things like this. There is a need around the world to use your gifts and talents- whatever they may be- for the glory of our Father! Here's the websites, and following are a few of my new friends that are using their lives to point to God, the Greatest Artist!

You can check out here for more info and here for updates on Dustin "Unicycle" Kelm.

The whole gang of fire twirlers, dancers, and the unicyclist.
(And their translator)
They made up quite an impressive show!

Dustin Kelm is pretty amazing-
check out the videos below!

Reassuring the kid that he wasn't going to die :-)

I count five.
How many do you count?

The Circus is Coming!

So, this afternoon I spent the day doing something I never imagined I would do: plastering my city with posters. It was hilarious and fun at the same time! I know that my organization isn't bringing the circus, but it feels like it. And everyone here is so excited and talking about it like it is the circus. There's a guy that is pretty stinkin' amazing on the unicycle, some fire jugglers, and a professional dancer. Pretty much is the circus for this "lack of anything exciting" city where I live. People get dressed up and walk up and down the main street 5-10 times each night for something to do. The guy in the governmental office where we got the permission asked if we could do this every month. And the diverse group we had putting up the posters added to us feeling like a circus in this country where foreigners are rare. We had Colombia, Albania, Holland, the US, and South Korea represented. Oh what a day!

But my heart in posting this is to not only make you chuckle but also pray for this event. Reality is that it has high potential to receive opposition as the unicyclist shares his testimony at the end and we hand out some questionnaires. Please pray for us! Here's our schedule for the next few days:
-Village school
-Village town center
-My city's center
-The local high school
Please also pray for no rain as most of these events are taking place outdoors.

The circus is coming to town...everyone get ready!
(I'll try and post a video in the coming days)
FALEMINDERIT SHUME (thank you a lot)!!!

Will You?

Only Let Us...

"Only let us live up to what we've already attained."
-Philippians 3:16

Such a powerful verse. What a daunting thought. Seems a bit ambiguous at times. I've attained a lot of information in my lifetime, witnessed a great many things, been a part of a lot of amazing stuff, and sat under some of the most incredible people this time period has to offer. How can one possibly live up to such things?

However, the more I ponder this thought, the more I realize the proper question: how can I not? How can I close my heart to what the Lord has put before me? How can I turn aside from Truth, Reality, and Life? How can I chose the temporary over the eternal? How can I take what has been given me and place it on a shelf for later? How can I not put these things into practice?

And yet the sad story remains that I have, I do, and I will...

But why? Why am I not more eager to live like the examples in the Word of God who sacrificed and gave all for Him? Why am I not following in the steps of the renowned men of old: Charles Spurgeon, Jonathan Edwards, George Mueller, AW Tozer, CS Lewis...? And what of these women: Susanna Wesley, Gladys Aylward, Elisabeth Elliot, Ann Judson, Amy Carmichal...? What stops me from living as they did (total abandon unto their Lord)?

As I think about these men and women, I admire their devotion. Many got up hours earlier than they had to pray (5-6 hours for some). Many spent days, months, and years pouring over passages of Scripture before they ever thought to open their mouth on the subject. Many devoted their entire life for the furtherance of His Kingdom. Many counted the cost and paid it; daily.

What of me? Why don't I? Who's stopping me? How can break out of the comfy life I've built around myself and live boldly with purpose?

And while I know it is my own wicked heart that is the root, I often feel gypped living in this day and age. I love that everything is at my fingertips through the internet and speed of travel and convenience all around. And yet I don't...

I'm so distracted from the Lord. Every morning I wake up and look at my computer and begin to think about who emailed me, what the day will hold, what is happening back home, who I can chat with on Skype... And my feet haven't even hit the floor and my heart is already far from my Creator. And this deep sorrow comes over me. I know He's wooing me, romancing me, and yet so often it feels like He doesn't win. He doesn't compete; He won't compete. And truthfully He doesn't need to- the Almighty, Glorious, Victorious, Majestic, Beautiful, Awe-filled Creator, God, King, Lord, and Provider of All. Who or what can hold a candle to that? And yet I chose my computer, food, a friend, movies, and other things that often prove to leave me empty.

Has Satan won? The answer is for all eternity a big resounding NO. And yet he does win battles in my heart and life each day...

Draw me close to You
Never let me go
I lay it all down again
To hear You say that I'm Your friend

You are my desire
No one else will do
'Cause nothing else could take Your place
To feel the warmth of Your embrace
Help me find the way
Bring me back to You

You're all I want
You're all I've ever needed
You're all I want
Help me know You are near

-Kelly Carpenter

Twain Quotes...

"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bow lines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the tradewinds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover."

"If you have nothing to say, say nothing."

"Courage is resistance to fear, mastery of fear -- not absence of fear."

"It is better to keep your mouth closed and let people think you are a fool than to open it and remove all doubt."

"Always do right. This will gratify some people and astonish the rest."

"If you tell the truth, you don't have to remember anything."

"Never put off until tomorrow what you can do the day after tomorrow."

"Whenever you find yourself on the side of the majority, it is time to pause and reflect."

"Keep away from people who try to belittle your ambitions. Small people always do that, but the really great make you feel that you, too, can become great."

"Don't part with your illusions. When they are gone you may still exist, but you have ceased to live."

"God created war so that Americans would learn geography."

"It's not the size of the dog in the fight, it's the size of the fight in the dog."

"The most interesting information come from children, for they tell all they know and then stop."

"The best way to cheer yourself is to try to cheer someone else up."

"A clear conscience is the sure sign of a bad memory."

"With courage you will dare to take risks, have the strength to be compassionate, and the wisdom to be humble. Courage is the foundation of integrity."

"We are all stupid, just on different subjects."

"I have found out that there ain't no surer way to find out whether you like people or hate them than to travel with them."

"Don't look at the world with your hands in your pockets. To write about it you have to reach out and touch it."

My Brother, My Friend!

So, this is my brother.
He's been one of my best friends- through thick and thin.
We've always had a great time together...
Except when we went through our early teens and didn't so much.

He's been my adventure buddy.
And boy have we been on some adventures!
Getting lost on four-wheelers.
Sinking a four-wheeler in a pond and then trying to revive it (him).
Crashing a four-wheeler (him)...Ok, I'll stop!
Exploring caves, tunnels, and rivers (in the winter!).
Hiking and backpacking.
Climbing trees.
Playing many rounds of cowboys and indians.
Riding bikes together.
And oh yes, the snake that you flung in my face!

What strange stories we have together:
Filling our pants full of sand to prevent painful spankings.
(which we got anyway)
Eating lizards...aka: cold gizzards.
Cars running out of gas in the middle of the night.
Building "The Great Throne".
When I straightened your hair- haha.
Getting pulled over by the police with a car full of youth kids.
Navigating the paths in our backyard.
Digging up Pat's tree...with spoons!
The Fat and Nasty- enough said!

It has been one of my greatest joys to be a part of your life. To watch the Lord slowly become your heart and passion through the years. To see the punk kid who always got me in trouble become an incredible man of God that I respect. To be molded and refined through your words and example.

What a journey we've been on together.
So many ups and downs.
So many crazy things.
But I'm so glad you held on tight.
And not only that, but you've also taught me
to enjoy the ride in the midst of it all!

I know you know I love you.
But I wonder do you know how much?
Let me tell you!
"I love you to the moon...and back!"

I'm so proud of you for finding one of the most amazing girls in the world to be your beautiful wife. She's a perfect match for you. Designed by God to be, well, let's face it: your better side! :-) She's been an incredible blessing to not just you, but also our family.
Way to go, Idaho!

May the Lord bless the two of you.
May He hold you in His arms.
And may all your decisions be focused
upon Him and His heart for this world!

And may He take this wee one that now belongs to y'all and do something incredible in and through him. He has such plans for Baby L! And I can't wait to watch it unfold...

I'm proud of you, and I know I don't tell you enough!
Congratulations to both you and your wifey.
Consider this my big hug to you both!
Love from your baby sister...

A Favorite

One of my all time favorite hymns- so powerful!

"Jesus, Savior, Pilot Me"
by Edward Hopper, 1818-1888

1. Jesus, Savior, pilot me
Over life's tempestuous sea;
Unknown waves before me roll,
Hiding rock and treacherous shoal.
Chart and compass come from Thee:
Jesus, Savior, pilot me.

2. As a mother stills her child,
Thou canst hush the ocean wild;
Boisterous waves obey Thy will
When Thou say'st to them, "Be still!"
Wondrous Sovereign of the sea,
Jesus, Savior, pilot me.

3. When at last I near the shore,
And the fearful breakers roar
'Twixt me and the peaceful rest,
Then, while leaning on Thy breast,
May I hear Thee say to me,
"Fear not, I will pilot thee."

A Grateful Heart

This morning was my 3rd morning to wake up back here in Kosova. I woke up with a sore throat that has progressed into what my roommate is calling the "flu that is going around" and I am simply calling it the death sickness. I hate being sick, and yet there is just something about a sickness that slows life down a bit and changes your perspective on things.

I've been really discouraged lately, and just feeling super inadequate in a lot of things the Lord has placed before me. So, getting sick on top of these feelings felt like too much. But He and I just spent some really good, "pour out your heart" time together. Interspersed in the tears and sorrows was this phrase over and over: "I don't feel good, Lord. I think I just want to come Home to You..." I'm so glad He doesn't answer all our prayers with yes, and even more than that, that He lovingly, patiently listens to all our petty complaints and even cares for them! What a God!!!

I also love how He sees into the moment of despair and sorrow and touches the deepest hurt. Through the past several days as I've wrestled and struggled with different things, He's blessed me with some encouraging words through friends: "You are precious to me", "I appreciate your heart so much to keep going", "I know God has so much for you, but most important is to be with Him", "I am happy you are here"... Just simple words from each of them, but precisely what I was needing.

So, I want to leave you not only with this thought: God knows and will provide. But also: there is vital importance in encouraging and walking alongside one another.

Who around you needs your affirmation and love?
* If you can find anyone...feel free to send me an email! :-)