Archive for May, 2012

Sunday, May 20th, 2012

Romanian Worship (video)

As I worshiped this weekend at Bethlehem, I remembered being with brothers and sisters in Romania just a few weeks ago.

I thought perhaps you’d enjoy a few moments with the worship team from Holy Trinity Baptist Church in Bucharest.

And don’t miss the video and story about music that I posted at Tell Me When to Pack.

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Tuesday, May 15th, 2012

Here’s the answer. You supply the question.

Dear friends,

Thank you so much for your responses when I asked for your help before I spoke to women here in Hamburg, Germany, at Evangelium 21. In the days before I met with them yesterday, I was mulling over your questions and suggestions.

Every time I sat down to begin writing my presentation, there were 3-4 different talks trying to get out. I couldn’t get focused on one direction of thought.So many questions from deep in your hearts. So much wise advice. And I knew the women here would add even more. I could never cover it all in 75 minutes, but how should I decide what was most important?

If I’d been working on paper instead of my computer, the trash can would have been filled with crumpled rejected beginnings. But light was beginning to come. Whatever question I began with, I seemed to be coming to the same answer.

And so when I spoke, I began with the answer and asked the women to supply their own questions as they listened. Here’s the audio if you’d like to do the same, and a few pictures too.

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Sunday, May 13th, 2012

What I learned from my Mother

Months before the celebration of Mother and Daddy’s 40th wedding, my sister Pamela dreamed of a quilt to honor Daddy and Mother and to express thanks for the years God had given them together.

Pamela recruited squares from each of the sisters and sisters-in-law. . . . Then Pamela assembled, quilted, and stenciled the gift for Daddy and Mother.

As I look over the squares of this quilt, from oldest child to youngest of us 10 children of George and Pam Henry, I’m reminded of a few of the things I’ve learned by being my mother’s daughter. . . . (Read and/or listen to the rest of “What I Learned by Being My Mother’s Daughter”-and there are photos of all the family quilt blocks.)

Happy Mothers Day, dear Mother! I love you.

 

 

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Saturday, May 12th, 2012

When Mothers Day isn’t a celebration

(This was posted originally for Mothers Day last year.)

God knows, Mothers Day is the hardest day in the year for some of you.

Large bouquets of white roses are at the front of our church. If you were with us this weekend, one of those roses might have been for you.

Your sadness may be related to your mother:

  • Your mother is not alive.
  • Life with your mother was too difficult to celebrate.
  • Your mother wasn’t part of your life.
  • You can celebrate with your mother because she lives too far away.
  • Your mother is ill or suffering dementia.

It may be grief related to your own mothering:

  • You have longed for children but have never been able to be pregnant.
  • You have experienced miscarriage or stillbirth and never had even one sweet moment of looking into your baby’s eyes.
  • After that loss, you fear it might happen again.
  • You laid your baby down to sleep one afternoon or evening, and your little one never woke again.
  • After losing that child, you feel fear when you look at your other children or think of having another.
  • You were so close to adopting the child you already loved from a distance, and then the plans fell through.
  • Your child–whether a child or adult–lost the battle to a disease, or died accidentally, or was murdered, or took his or her own life.
  • Your child was placed for adoption and has another mother now.(If this is you, I hope you will read Julie’s blessing and thanks to you.)
  • You  grieve over a pregnancy you chose to end.
  • Your child is alienated from you.
  • You’ve always dreamed you’d be married by now, with children, and that hasn’t happened.
  • Your child has a disability that doesn’t permit you ever to hear “I love you” from him or her. (If this is true, I hope you will be comforted today by John Knight’s post that he posted last year about his wife and son)

God knows. That wasn’t a throw-away phrase I used at the beginning. God does know. He knows your fear, grief, anger, anxiety, love–the welter of emotions today that you hardly know how to name. He knows that even though you may be mostly composed most days, this day stirs it all up.

I pray that your church and others close to you will be Christ’s hands and heart for you today.

Even if other people aren’t aware or sensitive, I pray for you today that you can feel deeply the com-passion (together-suffering) of Jesus who bears our griefs and carries our sorrows.

(This was also posted with permission at the True Woman website. If you go there, you can see scripture passages they included that you may find comforting and encouraging.)

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Monday, May 7th, 2012

Pastors wives, help me

My dear sisters,

I hope you’ve seen that we’re ministering in Europe for a couple of weeks now. Almost all of the official speaking is by my husband. But in Hamburg, I will have the chance to be with wives of pastors and other church leaders.

If you were in that gathering, what would you want to hear for encouragement and support? Or to ask it another way, if you were standing before that group of women, what would you want to say to them?

Please respond soon, so I can fold in your advice as I prepare in the next few days. I’d love it if you commented here at this post, so all of us can benefit. But if you’d rather, you can use the contact link above.

Thank you very much.

 

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