Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Prayer


A couple of weeks ago, Jeff and I bumped into Peoria Police Chief Steve Settingsgaard during our church picnic. Might I add that I am so grateful our city's police force is led by a man of much integrity and love for the Lord. He's a real class act and always friendly on Sunday mornings.
Steve expressed gratitude that the city's murder rate has dropped by 86 percent compared to last year. By this time in 2007, there were seven murders in the city. He credits the 40 days of prayer the city participated in at the start of the year to the decline in crime. There's also been a 49 percent decrease in criminal sexual assaults and a 40 percent decrease in arson. That's nothing short of remarkable.
Sometimes it can be hard to invest daily time in prayer when we may not see tangible results for some time. A friend of mine suggested that how we pray determines who we are. If we wait upon the Lord in prayer it speaks to our patience and integrity in our faith walk. If we're demanding and self-seeking in our prayers, that reflects a me-centered heart.
Tomorrow (Wednesday) Richwoods Christian Church is hosting a "Concert of Prayer" from 6:30-7:30 and everyone is welcome to participate. It's a time to worship and pray for our church body, the transition to our new building located on Knoxville at the old Leath Furniture building, and to pray for visitors that will be coming in during our Grand Opening, July 27.
The church also asked us to sign up for hour-long blocks of time to pray for the church July 26 and are hoping the congregation takes time to conduct prayer walks throughout the rooms and sanctuary to bless the efforts of our church body to build a place that will encourage people to find and follow Christ.

Sunday, July 13, 2008

An Ideal Husband


My favorite op-ed columnist, Maureen Dowd, ran an interesting piece in the NYTimes this Sunday entitled, "An Ideal Husband." She consulted Father Pat Connor, a 79-year-old Catholic priest born in Australia and based in Bordentown, N.J., about what constitutes the perfect husband. He spent decades as a marriage counselor and this is some of what he had to say (my commentary is in caps):

“Never marry a man who has no friends. This usually means that he will be incapable of the intimacy that marriage demands. I am always amazed at the number of men I have counseled who have no friends. Since, as the Hebrew Scriptures say, ‘Iron shapes iron and friend shapes friend,’ what are his friends like?
(I'LL WITHHOLD COMMENT ON WHAT I THINK OF JEFF'S FRIENDS)
“Does he use money responsibly? Is he stingy? Most marriages that founder do so because of money — she’s thrifty, he’s on his 10th credit card.
(ON THE CONTRARY IN MY MARRIAGE, I'VE LEARNED TO BE VERY FRUGAL--TO AN EXTREME! PLEASE DON'T ASK WHEN I'VE HAD MY HAIR HIGHLIGHTED LAST, IT'S BEEN TOO LONG. GOOD-BYE KATE SPADE! HELLO GOODWILL!)
“Steer clear of someone whose life you can run, who never makes demands counter to yours. It’s good to have a doormat in the home, but not if it’s your husband.
(CAN I HEAR AN AMEN TO THAT? I ACTUALLY APPRECIATE WHEN JEFF CHALLENGES ME--WITHIN REASON. HE'S SO LAID BACK, HE'S EASY TO CONTROL SO I HAVE TO STIFLE MY DESIRE TO ASSERT MYSELF TO GET MY WAY).
“Is he overly attached to his mother and her mythical apron strings? When he wants to make a decision, say, about where you should go on your honeymoon, he doesn’t consult you, he consults his mother.
(I'M LUCKY THAT WHILE JEFF ADORES HIS MOM, THEIR RELATIONSHIP IS HEALTHY AND RESPECTFUL...ALTHOUGH JEFF DID SAY WHEN WE STARTED DATING, "I JUST WANT TO MARRY SOMEONE LIKE MY MOM. SHE LOVES HER FAMILY, SHE'D NEVER LEAVE AND SHE WAS SO GOOD AT INTERACTING WITH US, ALWAYS PLAYING GAMES AND DOING THINGS WITH US KIDS.")
“Does he have a sense of humor? That covers a multitude of sins. My mother was once asked how she managed to live harmoniously with three men — my father, brother and me. Her answer, delivered with awesome arrogance, was: ‘You simply operate on the assumption that no man matures after the age of 11.’ My father fell about laughing.
(JEFF IS VERY FUNNY. EVEN WHEN I'M MAD HE MAKES ME LAUGH).
“A therapist friend insists that ‘more marriages are killed by silence than by violence.’ The strong, silent type can be charming but ultimately destructive. That world-class misogynist, Paul of Tarsus, got it right when he said, ‘In all your dealings with one another, speak the truth to one another in love that you may grow up.’
(JEFF IS THE SILENT TYPE BUT IS WORKING ON BEING INTENTIONAL ABOUT COMMUNICATION).
“Don’t marry a problem character thinking you will change him. He’s a heavy drinker, or some other kind of addict, but if he marries a good woman, he’ll settle down. People are the same after marriage as before, only more so.
(JEFF IS AS STABLE AS A CONCRETE BLOCK).
“Take a good, unsentimental look at his family — you’ll learn a lot about him and his attitude towards women. Kay made a monstrous mistake marrying Michael Corleone! Is there a history of divorce in the family? An atmosphere of racism, sexism or prejudice in his home? Are his goals and deepest beliefs worthy and similar to yours? I remember counseling a pious Catholic woman that it might not be prudent to marry a pious Muslim, whose attitude about women was very different. Love trumped prudence; the annulment process was instigated by her six months later.
(MY IN-LAWS ARE REMARKABLY INTACT AND NORMAL...AND JEFF & I SHARE THE SAME CHRISTIAN BELIEFS OR ELSE WE WOULDN'T HAVE MADE IT THIS FAR!)
“Finally: Does he possess those character traits that add up to a good human being — the willingness to forgive, praise, be courteous? Or is he inclined to be a fibber, to fits of rage, to be a control freak, to be envious of you, to be secretive?
(OUR PASTOR THINKS JEFF CAN BE FORGIVING TO A FAULT--HE NEEDS TO BE MORE FIRM. I'M THE ONE WITH FORGIVENESS ISSUES).
“After I regale a group with this talk, the despairing cry goes up: ‘But you’ve eliminated everyone!’ Life is unfair.”
YES, LIFE REALLY IS UNFAIR AND THERE IS NO PERFECT GUY...BUT I DO THINK JEFF IS THE PERFECT GUY FOR ME.

Saturday, July 12, 2008

Beauty Night


Tonight Jeff attended a bachelor party so I let Laney invite her friend, Alison, over for a sleepover. For the record, it's now 11:15 p.m., Jeff's not home yet, and I just popped "Willie Wonka and the Chocolate Factory" into the VCR and am baking a dozen chocolate chip cookies in the oven. I figured, it's an odd night...why not let the kids stay up and have fun?

I've been meaning to try out the mud mask material I purchased in Israel and decided I'd try it tonight. Of course, the girls wanted to put mud masks on and Max insisted on participating, too, so it became quite the spectacle, slathering mud on all our faces. The kids got such a kick out of it! I remember loving facials and makeovers at sleepovers when I was a kid. It was fun to do it with Laney, who's normally such a tomboy.

Boy were the kids wild tonight! They ran around non-stop, only pausing to watch a movie. I need an aspirin. Actually, I hear that aspirin makes great masks when mixed with Cetaphil since it's a beta-hydroxy acid. Maybe I'll try that next week...

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Thursday Night Jazz


My work often necessitates that I stay indoors, where I've got 24/7 phone access and Wi-fi. But I've been feeling jittery to get outdoors and enjoy the summer. Before we know it, autumn will make the air crisp before winter ices the streets and blizzards keep us indoors. The only season I find Peoria remotely manageable to live in is the summer. I love how Midwesterners live it up from May to August, grilling out every week and playing host to fun events...like Thursday night Jazz at the Riverfront Landing. It's the place where Jeff and I fell in love...and for just a moment when I'm walking along the water I can pretend I live in an actual city and not disconnected in the midst of hundreds of acres of corn.

Every Thursday night from 7:30-9:30 p.m., a different jazz band will play on the Riverfront...a pretty good crowd usually turns up, especially since admission is free. It's really relaxing to enjoy the evening, listen to classic music and read a good book on a bench overlooking the sunset.

Of course the kids couldn't care less about the music...They love to slap on their swimsuits and play in the fountain with their friends. It's a great "family outing" because the kids and adults can both find their niche to enjoy yet still mingle in the same quarters.

Sunday, July 6, 2008

Hopkins Family Vacation '08


The Hopkins clan spent the Fourth of July weekend at the Wisconsin Dells--America's #1 Waterpark and Resort. It was a wonderful time of family togetherness...we didn't do much talking but we did spend a lot of time running up several flights of stairs to ride down water slides. I'm not much of an amusement park person, so I was skeptical at first, but I ended up having a blast! I could've stayed an extra day, I had so much fun.

There were many highlights to the trip, like playing basketball in the water (first with Nick & Nat then with Amber & Keith), riding the Hurricane, riding on the raft 3 times in a row with Max & Laney...But my favorite part of the trip was spending time in the water with my nieces. Pictured here is baby Ali in her whale floatie. Is this the face of heaven or what?

Babies are a wonder...try as I might, I will never be as beautiful or as fashionable as baby Brielle. Check her out in her leopard swimsuit and sun hat. She looks like she stepped off the plane in Paris. Gorgeous, just gorgeous!

Jeff and I had such a blast with our nieces...He loves the stage Ali's going through where she can interact and respond to playful interactions and she's trying to talk. She babbles like she's carrying on a conversation in baby speak! I don't know who is cuter--Jeff or Ali!

And here's a picture of Ali and her Grammy splashing in the pool with Laney...Laney went on every ride in the water park with her usual indefatigable energy. Her favorite rides were the raft ones...

Max liked the body slides, which I can't stand because water shoots up your face and I can't breathe. We tried to get him to go on the Hurricane but he kept protesting, "I'm too little!"

One thing's for sure--the kids aren't afraid of heights. My thighs are killing me tonight as I recover from walking up several flights of stairs to get to these slides. It was like a killer workout on a stairmaster!

It was so relaxing to just sit by the pool and read a book. I'm going through "home from vacation blues" tonight...I wish every day could be a vacation but it's back to the grind tomorrow.