Will You Move Chairs?

Taking down chairs before the funeral

 A few weeks ago, I traveled home to attend a funeral at the church where I was raised. Most days, the church's parking lots are full of cars belonging to employees and students of the local high school. When there is a funeral during the school day, there is a need to block off the parking lots so the space is available for those attending the funeral. The night before this funeral, there was a home basketball game so the parking lots weren't able to be blocked off until later in the evening. Since I've always loved helping my dad, when he called and asked me to come help him, I didn't hesitate.

The church uses old metal folding chairs and bright yellow plastic ribbon to rope off the two small lots and, since Vestaburg isn't a booming metropolis, I didn't figure this process would take too long. I was mistaken. It was already almost 10 PM when my dad called and the temperature had dropped significantly since the sun had set. Not thinking about that, I had forgotten to grab my gloves as I left my house. After moving about five freezing metal chairs, my hands were numb. I laughed at myself for being so silly. I continued to set up chairs and prayed for the family and friends who would be traveling into town the next day for the service.

I had made it about half way through the first lot when I remembered the words of one of my mentors in ministry, "Will you move chairs?" David Joe used to ask me this question at the beginning of every week of camp we worked together. Really he was asking, "Will you do whatever it takes to get the job done, to show God's love to others?" I think far too often we have defined ministry as leading a church or preaching a sermon, but the reality is ministry is loving those around you and sharing Christ with them in very tangible ways, even if they don't know your doing it. Ministry is having coffee and listening to someone's story without throwing in your two cents all the time. Ministry is scrubbing toilets just for the sake of helping someone out. Ministry is not some vocation or formal position but being love.

When I returned from the my home from the funeral, I discovered David Joe has actually posted a video about this question. You can check it out below. What are the chairs God may be asking you to move?

Remembering Papa George

Papa George would only let me take his picture with the wig.

This week I traveled home for the funeral of one of my favorite people, George Hatinger, or Papa George as many called him. Just a few weeks ago my younger sisters and I sat at his house with him and Grandma Joyce sharing about our lives and retelling old stories. I've made a habit of stopping by their house for a visit every time I'm home. Papa George always shared stories of his camping trips and visits to see his family. I could sit and listen to his stories for hours, because most of those stories contained great wisdom.

Papa George and Grandma Joyce are great heroes of faith on my journey. I don't remember many gatherings or events while growing up at our church that didn't involve the two of them. Hayrides, Sunday School parties, after-school programs, Vacation Bible School, you name it they were there. I can't even begin to count the hours that were put in to make sure that all of the children in the church knew who Jesus Christ was and how much God loved us. They taught me about prayer and the importance of memorizing Scripture.

I remember reciting verses to Papa George, even when he wasn't my Sunday School teacher, and getting so nervous I would forget it. He would always smile and say "You can do it." or "You'll figure it out."  I may not have had a clue what the verse was but Papa George believed I could do it and that was enough for me to try.

Even a few months ago on one of my visits home, I was sharing with Papa George and Grandma Joyce about some of the challenges I was facing at the time. Papa George looked across the room at me, as if I was a little girl again and said. "You'll figure it out." Suddenly those challenges didn't seem so huge.

I am so incredibly grateful that the Lord allowed Papa George to be a part of my life for so many years. This simple post hardly begins to scratch the surface of the influence he had and will continue to have on my life. He leaves a legacy that I believe will still have an impact on those who hear his story.

Thank you Papa George for countless hours of prayer and endless words of encouragement. Thank you God for Papa George's remarkable example of faith and servant leadership.

Rex and Papa George volunteering at VBS 2008.

You're Never Clutter

One day a couple weeks ago, I had sent numerous e-mails to our Development team all in one day. In one of the e-mails, I had apologized to one of the guys for cluttering his inbox. In response I received a brief e-mail with the information I had requested but the e-mail started with this sentence. 

You're never clutter.

After reading those words, I froze and was unable to continue reading. I read them over and over again. They are just three words and they aren’t even big ones, but that day those words meant more than any other words in that e-mail. Maybe that day I needed to be reminded of my worth and value and that is why they seemed to strike me at the very core of being. But even more than that, I found myself amazed at the significant power these three simple words had.

I was reminded of this again earlier this week. I received a message from a friend that contained two words that hold a lot of weight in my world, trust and promise. You won’t hear me use these words often because to me they are very powerful words. Man, if someone says they trust me, that is huge. It stirs something deep inside me. I don’t use the word promise unless I’m sure I can follow through. Those two words just have great value to me.

The last few weeks I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about how I communicate with others. Are the words I’m sharing encouraging others or are they bringing others down? Are my words pointing others in the right direction or leading them astray? 

My recent read through Proverbs has been very insightful, as I’ve worked to honestly answer these questions. Over and over again, the book talks about our words and speech, but the following verse has probably been the most influential this month.

The tongue can bring death or life; those who love to talk will reap the consequences. Proverbs 18:21

I love to talk! I mean, seriously, I think out loud. As I speak, are my words bringing death or life? Words have power. Choose them wisely.

Impact All-Staff Conference Recap

Impact Campus Ministries All-Staff Conference

There is nothing more humbling to me than God inviting his people to be a part of the work He is doing. I am grateful beyond words to be part of a ministry organization whose number one priority is to pursue Christ and and allow Him to move through us. I thought you might enjoy meeting the amazing people I get to serve with at Impact. Marty Solomon, a campus minister on our University of Idaho and Washington State University team, made this video introducing our staff to his supporters.




Every year our conference is crammed full of prayer, planning, dreaming and training. We love it! We also love to take advantage of breaks and downtown to do some crazy fun things, such as this random video from Brett Ricley, a recruit for our University of Utah team.



Sunday we took a break for a few hours to check out the Dallas Cowboys Stadium. Here are a few pictures from our tour.

Tom, Sarah and Lowell - South Bend Team

Lowell was excited to see one of our campus tribes.

The South Florida Bend fantasy football team was not pleased with Austin's season but we smiled for a photo anyway

One more picture just for fun. We wondered if this picture would help get Apple to support us.

"How thankful I am to Christ Jesus our Lord for considering me trustworthy and appointing me to serve him…" 1 Timothy 1:12

All-Staff 2012

Jonnie, Jennifer and Laura

The first day of our 2012 Impact Campus Ministries All-Staff Conference is almost complete. We are in the middle of our last session of the day, which I've titled Technology Night. We are learning all about about E-tapestry, blogging, social media sites and how to use them all to effectively communicate with supporters. It is some pretty fun stuff!

I have never worked with a group of people who love the Lord as much as this staff does. Our theme for this year's conference is Stretch. We are asking God to stretch how we view things...our ministry, ourselves, our teams, our students, our families, our world, etc. We are asking God to stretch us and continue to shape us into a people who reflect His glory.

I'm super excited to see what God has in store for us this year. I absolutely love this staff. They stretch me. They challenge me to lean in further and follow Christ with all that I am. I am grateful that God has allowed me to be a part of His work through Impact.

If you haven't had a chance, you should check out our new website!

In the Woods with God

If you follow me on twitter, you know how much I love to spend a beautiful day in the woods. While I was hiking today I thought, "I wish others could experience what I experience here. Life just seems to make much more sense here."

I'm not sure what it is about the woods that calms my spirit and fills me with peace more than any other space. Perhaps it is because there are few words needed so I'm quiet for once. Now, my mind is still racing a thousands miles per hour, but my mouth is shut. Even though it is common for me to talk to myself and think out loud, in the woods, words seem inadequate and unnecessary. And that's probably the reason why my spirit is so calm here. I can't interrupt God when I'm silent. I can spend hours just walking through the trees or sitting on the forest bed. God's presence is tangible there.

We all need a sacred space like this, a place where we can tune our hearts and ears into God's voice. Where is that space for you? The woods? A quiet river? A coffee shop? A favorite corner in your house? Find it and make it a point to go there regularly. You won't regret it!

Student Leader Retreat Stories - David Joe Hatter

David Joe and Bev Hatter served as our amazing hosts for our Student Leader Retreat. Here are some of David Joe's thoughts from the weekend.

The ancients said there were only four elements--Earth, Air, Fire, and Water.  The Greek physicians said there were four "humors," or basic personality types--Sanguine, Choleric, Melancholy, and Phlegmatic.  The four student leaders we had the privilege to host--Dylan, Josh, Lindsay, and Naomi--are in many ways as varied as you can imagine.  Some are task-oriented, some are touch-oriented.  Some are more extroverted, some are more introverted.  Some are product-oriented, some are process-oriented.  Some are oriented toward the group, some are oriented toward the individuals.  That's a good thing.  The campuses on which and from which they serve, the situations they will face, the environments in which they live, the individuals & groups with which they will work, and the tasks they will perform will be as varied as one can imagine.  God has shaped each of them individually--as well as the campus ministry team as a whole--to do His tasks in an ever-changing place.  Therefore, God will, in His own time & way, continue to shape and reshape them for the tasks at hand and the tasks ahead.  The church--that is, the body of disciples--is not a reservoir, but rather a river; and a river is constantly being reshaped and redirected.

Student ministry--and student leadership--is not just ministry to students; it is also ministry by & through students.  And, campus ministry is not just ministry on campus; it is also ministry off campus to the wider community.  It is exciting to watch student leaders get excited about the possibilities of partnerships with other community-service groups.

One more thing:  From where I'm sitting, the ISB staff (Lowell & Katie, Sarah, Tom & Jill) have had a very long summer and a very long two years or so.  They are starting the school year exhausted.  Pray for them.  Do whatever you can for them.  Maybe God wants you to be the answer to their prayers.