Happy 8 Year Anniversary to Me and SBH!

8 years and 3 days ago, I made one of the biggest commitments in my life. I bought a house in Southern Barton Heights. 8 years ago, TODAY, I met the neighborhood kids. My life has never been the same! So…tonight, we spontaneously decided to celebrate. No pictures of the evening. Just use your imagination… 

Dinner around the table with Louis, Deshawn, Larry and Bishop – after the boys helped Louis grill. Bishop was there that first day…about to go into the 1st grade.  This year…he’s off to Open High! Terence calls in the middle of dinner needing a lift after football practice, where he is going into his senior year at John Marshall. WOW! By the time I got back, dinner table was just about cleared! Anthony is off at ODU.  Lil Mike, Rob, Dude, ManMan, Tyree…they are still around doing different things. 

Time out for Louis to rest his knees as he slowly reduces his painkillers, while the kids play Just Dance on the Wii. Now, it’s time for marshmallows at the fire pit, where we will continue our evening full of laughter and great conversation – including testimonies from Camp Hope last week, favorite memories from the last 8 years, how they want to start up Kids Missional Community again, school, music, and all kinds of other things! The best yet was all the laughs that came from looking at the wedding pictures from nearly 5 years ago. They grow up so fast!

Life is good. Life goes fast. Goin’ to bed with a smile.

OK…just for the fun of it…here’s a picture of Miss Marti’s Kids from the wedding. I love these guys! A.Lot. 

 

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What’s your favorite

Miss Marti’s House memory?


Camp Splash 2013 In Review

WOW! For most of the late afternoon and evening, I had so much fun going through about a gazillion pictures from Camp Splash a couple of weeks ago! What a GREAT time! I was grinning from ear to ear as I took a little walk down memory. As I flipped through pictures – cropping and enhancing, selecting and deleting, sorting and resorting – I was reminded  that I have to be the most blessed person in the whole-wide-world!

Why???

  • I made many new friends that week…from our neighborhood and from Hope Church. And our friendships continue to grow as we gather weekly.
  • I am sure that everyone who attended heard God’s Redemptive Story taught that week. It’s important to me that my friends and family hear clear message about Jesus, not a watered-down version.

TEACHING SCHEDULE

Monday                 Creation/What God is Like

Tuesday                 Effects of Sin/Fall of Man

Wednesday            Trusting God, the Rescuer

Thursday                The Promised Savior

Friday                      Living Like Our Perfect Lamb

  • I am sure everyone got plenty to eat. Bellies were full and relationships were deepened as we broke bread together. The meals were generous and AH-mazing! And so were my friends and their churches and small groups who provided them!

MENU SCHEDULE

Monday                  Cheese Pizza and Pepperoni Pizza

Tuesday                 Subway Sandwiches, Chips, and Brownies

Wednesday            Chicken legs, Mac and Cheese, Watermelon

Thursday                Sandwiches, Chips, and a dessert

Friday                      Community Cookout and EVERYONE contributed!

  • God doesn’t need us to live on His mission. But, He chooses to use us.  For that I am abundantly grateful.  I often wonder what my life would be like I had not moved here 8 years ago. Louis and I may not have a lot of money, in comparison to some.  We are rich in comparison to many. And we are abundantly rich in love.

I am so grateful for the many friends and churches who come along side of Louis, me and our neighbors.  Thank you. Hope you feel as blessed as we do!

Enjoy just a little taste of Camp Splash 2013 in this video! Thanks!

Other posts on Camp Splash 2013:

Makin’ Waves…at Camp Splash 2013

Games, Creation, Rain, Hope, and Pizza!

God-Size Surprises

 


Back Among the Land of the Living

If you’ve ever been to our home, you know that Wesley and Bella provide a warm, but super loud welcome any time the door bell rings. Louis refers to them as our security system! 🙂

Well, I’ve been sick for the last 2 days and finally managed to make it downstairs after a refreshing, yet exhausting shower. I stepped out on the front porch and found this beaut.

I love my husband! I wondered why the door bell hadn’t been ringing nonstop like it can some days. I appreciate the fact that the neighborhood kids honored it and didn’t ring anyway!!! I love them, too!

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Grateful.

If you have been following, you will know that I was nominated for an Epoch Award, which is such an honor! The nominees were encouraged to write about the nomination and to share what it means to them.  In return, we also have a chance to win a $500 Visa Gift Card. I have struggled a little in writing about it, because Jesus says in Matthew 6…

“Be careful not to practice your righteousness in front of others to be seen by them. If you do, you will have no reward from your Father in heaven.

“So when you give to the needy, do not announce it with trumpets, as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and on the streets, to be honored by others. Truly I tell you, they have received their reward in full. But when you give to the needy, do not let your left hand know what your right hand is doing, so that your giving may be in secret. Then your Father, who sees what is done in secret, will reward you.

Although I don’t always succeed, it is my heart’s desire to glorify God and God alone when I write or speak about God’s mission we are on. I also want to encourage others to live on mission with God in their everyday walk around lives. I write to testify to God’s faithfulness, His goodness, His hope, love, mercy and grace.

If you want to read my posts, you can check them out here…

“You like me…right now, you LIKE me!” – Sally Fields
It’s Official ! ! !
Why?  

After receiving an email from Epoch Awards today, I thought I would share part of it with you.

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Although I will receive my reward in heaven one day, this goes a long way in encouraging us to ‘keep at it’ here on earth…even when things are challenging, the attacks come, and we feel like we are in Satan’s crosshairs.  I am grateful for the reminder that God is in control; and I just need to trust him.

Thanks God for blessing us!

Thanks to YOU for reading and supporting!

Thanks Epoch Awards for encouraging us!

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God-Size Surprises

Do you ever get surprised by God? Have your found yourself expecting one thing, and then receiving so much more than you could ever ask for or imagine? That happened to me last week…in a huge way! Camp Splash was last week. Just like last year, the neighborhood kids and the youth and college age students had a terrific time of parachute games, water games, crafts and daily installments of the redemptive story of God’s creation, sin, the Savior Jesus and His bodily resurrection, and how He wants a relationship with us.

We heard the story of how we are reconciled to God through His son Jesus. But, we also experienced reconciliation with one another as we gathered and created community. God’s big surprise was the group of mama’s, caregivers and grandma’s who came to be with their children. They came the first day, Monday. I thought to myself – OK…they are coming to check this out. Not sure if they should leave their children unattended with a group of strangers. I don’t blame them. They just intently listened, watched and took it all in.

On Tuesday, they returned. And I thought – OK – this must be something. Is this God? At the end of the evening, I approached this loving group of women and asked if they might want to meet together while their kids were cared for and taught. They loudly agreed with a resounding – YES!

On Wednesday and Thursday, we met together and talked about our dreams for the community, our kids, our lives. We shared some of our history, our struggles, too. A time of prayer where we lifted our thanks and petitions to our God. By Friday, God was already answering! One person asked that we pray for joy…for peace.

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On Thursday, I saw that some of the moms joined in the parachute games before we met together. By Friday, the moms were joining in the messy slime relay game – delivering non-toxic slime from one bucket to the other. Look at the HUGE smiles in these pictures. You can almost hear the giggles of joy. Thanks God for bringing a few minutes of joy and giggles through slimey games! And we know and love where everlasting joy comes from.

Starting this Thursday, we will continue to gather weekly and will start exploring THAT kind of Joy…joy unspeakable and full of glory…and that kind of Peace…peace that passes all understanding…

God-size surprises aren’t always HUGE and fancy. I am learning that God-size surprises may be small…unexpected…something that I definitely can’t take credit for. Something I never saw coming! God-size surprises are often in the everyday walk of life. He cares about and shows up in the mundane, routine, detailed parts of our lives. I love that.

Where do you see God working in your life in unexpected ways? In the routines of life?


Why?

Why do I do what I do? Why do I live the way that I live? These are 2 questions that I am asked on a regular basis. Then, I am often ‘warned’ against the many, many things that could go wrong and the risks that I am assuming. Then, I am usually told how unsafe it is and how they could never live like that. This conversation happened in-depth again this week. I am guessing that some of you and many others think the same way, and I want to respond the best that I can. I should say ‘we’ now that I am married, but often times – I tend to be more provocative than Louis… I’m the gas pedal. Louis tends to be the brake.

Why do I do what I do?

Why do I live the way that I live?

Nearly 8 years ago, I felt a calling to move into Southern Barton Heights. I struggled with it a bit. I was not at all used to a community that had such heavy street crime – drugs, prostitutes, shootings, etc.  I also wasn’t used to being the minority – one of the few white folks for what felt like miles around. I had no idea what God had in store for me, but I knew that I had a choice to be obedient to what God called me to do, or be disobedient – running, like Jonah. I really didn’t want to end up in the belly of a big fish. And, I was also somewhat excited.

Since that time, I have learned so much about myself, about others, and about God. Louis and I attempt to live in reckless abandon to what God has called us to do. We have good days, and we have bad ones. Let me recap the last 8 years.

8/17/2005 – I bought a house and moved into my beloved Southern Barton Heights; and God made it a home.

8/19/2005 –  (Yes, 2 days later.) I meet a bunch of the neighborhood children – when they ask me if I have any kids that can come out to play. We bake and eat a ton of chocolate chip cookies together. We live life together, and I don’t go anywhere alone. To the grocery store – I’ve got some with me. We’d talk about the price of groceries, good eating choices, explaining different types of fruits and vegetables. I’m sure it is not much different from when a parent takes their kids to the grocery store – even down to the ‘put that down’, ‘no, you can’t have that’, ‘come back over here’, ‘stop running’, etc. It wasn’t much later that Miss Marti, Miss Marti’s House, and Miss Marti’s Kids became everyday language.

I’m working full-time and traveling quite a bit for work. Even today, some of the kids, now grown, talk about how they would ring my doorbell, only to be disappointed because I was traveling….AGAIN.  The group of mainly boys steadily grows. One comes to live with me after his mom passes and his dad ends up in the hospital. One of the most challenging situations to date.

We are having sleepovers, parties, brunches, and other fun field trips. But, I am no longer doing all the things that I used to do. Movies, dinners out with friends, and fun trips became less and less. In fact, some friends weren’t willing to come to my home because they didn’t feel safe. As time progressed, I am happy to report that my friends feel much more comfortable and will even spend the night!

December 2006  – This life continues until my new mentor, pastor and friend, Don Coleman gives me Luke 10:1-7, which changes my prayer from ‘Lord – will I ever have a husband?’ to ‘Lord – I’m praying for the other half of my pair.  Someone who can go on this adventure….carry out God’s mission with me, just as Jesus sent out his folks 2 at a time in Luke 10.’ And, I continue to hang out with the kids, yet I learn that my job and my company is relocating to St Louis, and God tells me to stay in Richmond. I was left wondering how in the world I would pay my bills.

12/27/2007 – God answers my prayer….and I talk to Louis for the first time on the phone and set up our first date.  Arranged by God, Don and another friend, Jennifer.

12/30/2007 – I meet Louis for the first time on a blind date….dinner at Edo’s Squid. YUM!

12/31/2007 – God answers another prayer! Louis joins me on our first joint mission – a New Year’s Eve party for some of Miss Marti’s Kids…giving them a safe place to hang out.

1/27/2008 – A guy gets shot 9 times outside the back door on our 4th date. Needless to say – that changed up our date that night…and our lives as we entered into a lovely relationship with the victim (yes, he lived) and his family.  Earning some street cred with another population in the community. We continued dating, as Miss Marti’s Kids watched – sometimes way more closely than I would have liked…asking all kinds of questions, usually pertaining to kissing, sex (or our lack of!!), and more. I wasn’t prepped for that one at all! Our “family dynamics” were challenged and shifted as a male adult entered the picture. Many a family meeting were held as Louis’s position in our ‘family’ was challenged, and as Louis and I moved toward engagement and marriage.

12/27/2008 – Louis and I tied the knot and officially start our mission as a married couple. So much has happened since!

12/31/2010 – My position at work finally comes to an end, after being extended several times due to another merger. God was so gracious with me as my identity was challenged, my faith was tested, our finances were being stretched and our spending plan was being tightened. But, God has us on an assignment…in our community and our city. As we engage in organic community/church, Christian Community Development, and living out God’s mission in our everyday, walk around lives. All the while…encouraging and mentoring others to do the same. Walking alongside churches, small groups, individuals, etc. who are trying to figure this kind of life out.

1/1/2012 – Louis and I find ourselves both working without pay for 5 months. We are busy doing God’s work, just not getting paid for it here on earth.

5/20/2012 – Louis has a short stent (10 months) in an interim pastor’s position, which ends in a way that totally surprised us and a lot of other people. But, I know that it didn’t surprise God, and He’s in control. I am grateful for that time.  Even though it is marred with difficult times that weren’t at all Christlike or God-glorifying, I am so thankful for the many lovely friends we have made, stories and lives and journeys that we share with so many people who now worship at a number of different locations.

Today – I could complain incessantly about the days that I am frustrated because change hasn’t happened soon enough, because empty chip bags, styrofoam boxes, and ‘urban tumbleweeds’ (black plastic shopping bags from the 2 local stores) litter our streets, because the corner dealer is still slinging heroin 8 years later, because negative influences move in and pollute the minds, souls and hearts of my neighbors and their children, because well-meaning people drop in and out doing more harm than good ‘in the name of Jesus’, because the education system, economic development, affordable housing, mass incarceration, crime and poverty still seem to be rampant.

But, then God gives me a glimpse of how HE is at work in my beloved community.  Now, 8 years later, we still have kids (some now 8 years older!!!) hanging out the house and doing life…and joining us in God’s mission.  It’s not by hit-and-run ministry, but through new suburban friends who are willing to sacrifice their time to come be in relationship with me and my friends and neighbors.  It’s how God pulls 6 neighborhood moms together with me and a couple of suburban moms during Camp Splash to build community. One who stated she prays that we will become a group of moms who will transform the community. Today – the sacrifices and frustrations, the difficulties and challenges, the pain and tears, the loneliness and sometimes feelings of isolation… it’s all worth it.

It takes time.

So…back to the question.  

Why do I do what I do? Why do I live the way that I live?

Because just as the Father sent Christ, Christ sent me. I’m about doing the Father’s business, in the power of the Holy Spirit.

I was recently nominated for Epoch Award. And they have recently asked, what this nomination means to me. It’s an honor to be nominated and be recognized as an unsung hero… one who could share in $50,000 cash awards that would allow Louis and I to continue to be about God’s mission in our community and to continue encouraging, challenging, and mentoring others to live a radically obedient life that honors God and make the name of Jesus famous. It would help to bridge our finances until another paying gig comes our way.  You know, it’s an honor to be even nominated because this isn’t a formal non-profit.  It’s a way-of-life. It’s the way we roll. It’s what God calls us to do.

That’s what we want to encourage others to do. Go, in the power of the Holy Spirit, and do what God has called you to do in your everyday, walk-around life.

Love God. Love others. Go make disciples who will make disciples.

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WOW!

I don’t the energy to post pictures and lots of words describing the last 2 days of Camp Splash. But, feel like I MUST share with you the wonderful things going on! I am so encouraged with what God is doing in our midst! Our Hope Church friends have ENDLESS energy and are giving sacrificially of their time to share the love of Jesus with the community. Our friends are TOTALLY rockin’ the meals every night! We are so grateful for their generosity!  Moms continue to attend, and today we met separately to get some adult time, to share with one another, and to pray. I’m thrilled to hear their dreams and desires for the community, their children, their lives.

Today, we pray for hope, joy, and peace that only God can provide. We pray for jobs and provision. We pray for safety from abuse, guns, drugs and alcohol. We pray for our neighborhood children and their futures. We pray for transformation.

May Jesus be made famous in our community…our city…our country.

 


Games, Creation, Rain, Hope, and Pizza!

Our 2nd Annual Camp Splash – backyard VBS –  kicked off today with 19 community kids and 7 moms who hung out with us, too… along with the youth and college folks from Hope Church, the community and my niece!!  Quite a team that God has put together!

We started our time playing parachute games.  The numbers steadily grew as the evening progressed. The sounds of laughter echoed through the community.

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Then, we took a break to hear the story based on God’s Letter to us – the Bible, specifically Genesis 1 and 2.  God made everything including you and me! He spoke it into being. We also learned that God is eternal, powerful, loving, perfect and very kind.

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Then, it was time for the water games….

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Although the rain hit about 45 minutes or so into the evening, the timing worked out perfectly. We quickly got everyone inside before the torrential downpours! Which gives a whole new meaning to Camp Splash!

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Just in time to play some inside games….IMG_0210

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before we had pizza dinner and craft time, where the kids could create something out of Model Magic! And I would be remiss if I didn’t give a shout-out to our neighbor and friend, Claudia, for making some killer cookies! They were a HUGE hit!

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Tomorrow…We play more wet games! We learn about SIN (boo!!!!) and craft time is scratch art! Dinner…wow.  Dinners this week are going to be amazing because I have some WONDERFUL, LOVING, GIVING friends who are providing meals… Subway sandwiches are on deck for tomorrow.

I have to admit, one of the biggest surprises and best blessings is the fact that 7 of the moms chose to hang out with us. I love getting to know my neighbors!!!!

Enjoy the rest of the pictures…

 


Putting Up the Flag

It’s 4th of July here in the United States. It’s Independence Day. Just about all of us are celebrating, BBQing, lighting the fireworks, wearing red, white and blue and putting up our flags.

So…why are you “Putting Up the Flag”?

 

 


A Worthwhile Journey

I am a White, heterosexual, Jesus-following, married, educated, 50-year-old woman born and raised in the predominantly White suburbs of Richmond, VA , which was once the capital of the Confederacy.  I now live in the predominantly African-American/Black inner city, just a 1/2 mile from the lowest income census tract in the Metro Richmond area. You probably wonder why I started off telling you all of that.  You see, not everyone who reads this knows me.  In all of the diversity training I have attended at work, we were encouraged to own your identity…to name it. “I’m speaking from a white woman’s point of view.”  So, I wanted YOU to know from where I speak.  And… I want to own my identity.

I have read a number of articles, watched the news, and have discussed the “Paula Deen situation” with friends of different races, backgrounds, cultural contexts, etc. One of the most interesting took place in my friend, Emmanuel’s barber shop – Edify 360, while E was cleaning Louis up.  Although this is a horrible and complex situation all around, we can’t stick our heads in the ground like an ostrich, but we should be intentionally engaging in loving dialogue with others about it….especially those different from us.

I’m not ‘going there’ with this post, but want to share this one piece, 7 Stages of White Identity, that I just read and want to pass along. Christena Cleveland states that her “passion is to help the body of Christ find the power of unity. Using social psychological insights, biblical principles and practical applications, I equip people – from head to heart to hands – to do the work of unity and reconciliation.” She has a blog that you can find at www.christenacleveland.com. This post was written by a guest author, Daniel Hill, Pastor of River City Community Church in Chicago.

7 Stages of White Identity is a MUST-READ for everyone. I know it’s long…a really long post…and has 7 Stages.  But, it is well worth the read.  And I will be reading it again…and again.  It’s a journey. A worthwhile journey, not an event. Oftentimes, it’s a painful journey.  I have learned so much about myself, about God and about others along the way….and I am still learning.  I haven’t arrived  – that’s for sure!  I didn’t end up living in and loving my neighbors in Southern Barton Heights, married to Louis, without first going intentionally embracing this journey.  I am grateful for many friends and experiences that have furthered me in my journey, especially for my dear friend and Pastor, Don Coleman, and his loving wife Florence. I met Don in my first year of moving to Southern Barton Heights, and things would have been much different without them in my life.

I really resonated with this post and see much of my story laid out in these 7 Stages.  As much as I wish I could have skipped over some of the stages, it’s not gonna happen – nor would I have wanted it to.  Stage 7 is a place I think I am entering… Empowered.  Take a read as the author talks about how Dr. John M Perkins (you know I’m a fan of his!!!) significantly impacted his life.

What Dr. Perkins said next became a beacon of hope for my life.  In response to her story, he talked about his own journey of understanding and embracing his racial-cultural identity.  He said it like this: “I am not Afro-centric, but I haven’t forgotten who I am.  I use my blackness to extend the Kingdom of God.  You need to live from who you are – you were created for a specific purpose. We must not err to ethnocentrism, but we must also not err to forgetting who we are.”

So – the question Daniel Hill goes on to ask is….

What does it mean to use my whiteness to extend the Kingdom of God?

This is where I do want to go…

If you are on this journey, where do you find yourself? What stage?

What does it mean for all of us to use our race to further the Kingdom of God? What does that even look like?

So, take a read, if you dare.  Be sure to read the comments, too. They were very informative and insightful as well!