I’m not just talking about the Hallmark Channel and the never-ending stream of “recently widowed mother of 2 meets cynical/skeptical businessman, they get stranded in a snowstorm and discover the true meaning of Christmas…and true love.”
Tis the season of Christmas concerts for Team Sublett. Tonight was the Mount Nittany Middle School choir and orchestra concert. Kim’s parents made the trip up from Bedford, and we enjoyed a few hours with them before the concert. I noticed that Annabelle hardly touched her supper. She told me that she wasn’t hungry, and we got ready to roll to the school. Just as we were putting on coats and headed out to the truck Annabelle blurted out, “I have a SOLO!”
No wonder she didn’t eat; she was NERVOUS!
All 3 kids had a great night. They sang and played some incredible music, and we are so proud of their hard work. We LOVE the teachers who are investing in our kids. Not only are they developing musicality, they’re teaching some valuable life lessons, things like cooperation, being part of a team, the importance of practice and discipline, and how to manage their time. We’re so grateful for our schools and the good people who bring these programs to life. Mr. Shaffer made a point of thanking the custodians, the tech crew, the other music staff, as well as the students and their families. We are blessed to have folks like Mr. Shaffer and Ms. Geesey speaking into the lives of our kids.
And here are a few of the outtakes from our family photo shoot the other night. Kim wanted some pics of the littles, and there were more than a few awkward ones!
It’s been a few silent months around the old blogosphere while we got things sorted out with Baby Jase. As of today, he’s officially the newest member of Team Sublett!
We weren’t sure how things were going to work out. We actually headed to the courthouse today expecting a hearing about the birth-father’s paternal rights. At some point in the morning things went in a different direction. We scrambled to get all of our young’ns to the courthouse and finalized the whole shebang this morning around 11.
We are incredibly grateful for all of the prayers and support over the past few months. Team Sublett continues to ride this crazy/wild/wonderful wave that the good Lord has seen fit to set before us. We’re thankful to have friends who have shared the journey with us, lending support and encouragement along the way.
A few months ago we believe that the Lord gave us a verse for Jase. It comes from Isaiah 27:6
In days to come Jacob shall take root, Israel shall blossom and put forth shoots and fill the whole world with fruit.
We’re believing that God has a plan for this boy, and that he’s chosen us to play a significant role in his development. And we couldn’t be happier!
Tonight while the students of XStream were meeting, talking about what it means to FLOW with Jesus in what he calls you to do, Kim and I were meeting with lots of the parents of those students.
We chatted about the vision and values of our student ministry, how things are going, and how they can get involved. Some of the parents had great questions, and it was fun answering them. A few of the parents wanted to know what they could do to be more involved, which is stinkin’ awesome!
It’s my hope to meet with parents on a regular basis. I think we’re gaining momentum, seeing some good things happen with students, leaders, and parents. I believe that our best days are yet to come, and that we’re moving in the right direction. I’m excited about the way the school year has started! Best foot forward, indeed…
photo courtesy of Josh Cone
Everybody has those days. I’ve had a couple lately.
Every once in a while I need to find the reset button, re-gain a little focus and perspective.
Both my parents and Kim’s parents are celebrating their 50th wedding anniversaries this year. My parents hit the mark back in July (we’ll celebrate at Thanksgiving) while Kim’s folks reach the milestone tomorrow. Kim’s parents’ friends threw them a big shindig down in Florida this past spring, but since most of the family couldn’t get down to the Sunshine State, we’re having a family party in Beautiful Bedford tomorrow night.
We have learned so many good things from our parents. They’ve modeled what it means to pursue Jesus as a family, radical generosity, perseverance in the face of adversity, a solid work ethic, parenting with grace, the “blessed to be a blessing” concept, and how to live a life built on the foundation of prayer. We’ve absolutely been blessed to have these four as our parental units.
If you see Rusty and Judy or Ken and Darla, give ‘em a big hug, and tell ‘em that their kids are grateful.
We have a top-notch video department at Calvary. Greg Ford does some fabulous work, and one of his latest creations features our student ministry. Take a look, and if you love it, drop Greg a note to let him know!
Youth Video from CalvaryCreative on Vimeo.
XStream hit the road over the weekend. We took our students to Cedar Point for a day of play, then had church in our hotel before making the return trip home. It was a wildly successful trip on so many levels:
- lots of students (many newbies!) went with us
- a team of new leaders got to spend extended time with students
- a bus driver meant I didn’t have to drive
- Cedar Point = killer coasters
- I got to talk about what it means for us to let Jesus bust our rut and routine
- Sara Banker ran all of the admin details, which is a huge blessing!
The trip wasn’t without drama, though. Thursday morning I found out that we didn’t have the bus that I thought we had arranged. Sara called Fullington. While we were riding coasters Sara texted me to tell me that the hotel took our deposit but didn’t hold our rooms. Sara found us another hotel, for less money, with a pool deck for us to have a worship service.
It was one of the craziest behind-the-scenes retreats I’ve ever had, but we rolled with the punches, and Sara literally pulled the bacon out of the fire. I don’t even know that many of the students or leaders would have known that there was anything out of the ordinary going on if I hadn’t told them.
I like the way XStream is shaping up! (photos courtesy of Kevin Sliman)
I’ve been the chaplain for the State College Spikes since they moved to town in 2006. It’s been a source of great joy and entertainment over the years. We’ve seen a lot of baseball, met a lot of great guys, and made some good friends.
This year they did something new: they won it all!
I have thoroughly enjoyed getting to know these young men. We only had 4 regular season home Sunday games, which meant we only had 4 chapels. But we made up for things by getting together often for breakfasts at the Waffle Shop.
If the statistics hold true, some of these guys will be out of baseball within the next few years. They know that. But for a good many of them, they have a faith that will outlast their baseball career. They are men of character and integrity. They play this game that we love with a burning passion, but it doesn’t define them. They find their identity in Jesus, not in the box score.
They are bringing a great big trophy back to Happy Valley, and they deserve to celebrate their accomplishment. But some of them have discovered that there is more to finishing well than the box score can report.
My positivity was tested today. We got a sunny afternoon, and the grass was in need of a trim. I like cutting the grass. Because so much of my job is difficult to measure (how do you gauge discipleship and spiritual growth?) I find that I enjoy things that give me immediate feedback and allow me to track my progress. So I find that cutting grass and even painting (rooms, not portraits) are great forms of occupational therapy for me. I know how long I’ve been working, can see how much remains to be done, and can even get a feel for how much longer I’ll have to work before I’m done.
But today didn’t turn out like I expected. I figured the mower would give me troubles. My neighbor Mike had to help me get it running last week. He thinks I need a new battery. But I thought I might be able to use that battery charger and sneak one last mow out of that battery. So while I let the battery get a little extra juice I thought I’d run the string trimmer around the edges of the house and yard.
The little engine that couldn’t wouldn’t cooperate. It would cough and start, but any time I gave it any gas the engine would sputter and die. 0 for 1 in the engine department. So I turned my attention to the riding mower.
I went back and forth between the 2 non-compliant yard machines for about an hour. I tugged and pulled and cajoled and coaxed and prayed and finally walked away positive.
Positively mad. Positive that I need a class in small engine maintenance. Positive that I wanted to throw a string trimmer at a riding mower today.
I did make the most of it, however. Isaac and I headed to the backyard to play a little catch in the afternoon sun.