19 August 2011

Friday Fix

The altar at Overflowing Life Christian Center.

This Friday, I need a fix of the altar at OLCC.

This Friday, as we draw closer to our return to the States, I find myself desiring more and more to be at the altar at OLCC.  If you have ever been there 'on business', you understand why.

I miss it a lot.  I have taken care of a lot of things there.  Yes, I can pray anywhere, but home is always better.

If you see me next week for the first time in almost a year, and I'm walking through the red doors (are they still red?), and I don't spend time to chat, please just excuse me.  I will be on my way to the altar, to do business with the King.

You may hear crying.  You may hear shouting.  Singing and screaming may come too.  Please just excuse me, while I'm at the altar, doing business with my King.

If my wife is with me at the altar, leave her be too.  My children won't have time to run and play.  The Sweeney family will be at the altar of OLCC doing business with the King.

We'll have time to catch up on stories, lives and happenings in your world and ours - but only after we're through, doing business with the King.


18 August 2011

2e


Phillipians 4:8 - 9



  Practice what you have learned and received and heard and seen in me, and model your way of living on it, and the God of peace (of untroubled, undisturbed well-being) will be with you.   
For the rest, brethren, whatever is true, whatever is worthy of reverence and is honorable and seemly, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely and lovable, whatever is kind and winsome and gracious, if there is any virtue and excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think on and weigh and take account of these things [fix your minds on them].  

Throwback Thursdays - "We Made It"

This post, originally from January 2009, really takes on new meaning, now that we've been living in Haiti for one year (with no refrigerator or microwave).


I received the following from a wonderful woman in my life through an email. I have made some adjustments and posted it here.

To Those of You Born

1925 - 1983
TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED THE
1930's, 40's, 50's, 60's, 70's & 80's!!

First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they were pregnant.

They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can and didn't get tested for diabetes.

Then after that trauma, we were put to sleep on our tummies in baby cribs covered with bright colored lead-base paints.

We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, locks on doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had baseball caps not helmets on our heads.

As infants & children, we would ride in cars with no car seats, no booster seats, no seat belts, no air bags, bald tires and sometimes no brakes. Riding in the back of a pick- up truck on a warm day was always a special treat.

We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle. We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and no one actually died from this.

We ate cupcakes, white bread, white rice, white pasta, real butter and bacon. We drank Kool-Aid made with real white sugar. And, we weren't overweight. WHY? Because we were always outside playing...that's why!

We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us all day. And, we were O.K. We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride them down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times,we learned to solve the problem.

We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's and X-boxes. There were no video games, no 150 channels on cable, no video movies or DVD's, no surround-sound or CD's, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet, no Facebook, no MySpace and no chat rooms.

WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!

We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents. We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever. We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls and, although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes. We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them.

Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!

No one had ADD or ADHD. We were disciplined to pay attention and learned self-discipline. Some just needed more of the 'discipline' than others.

The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!

Our generations have produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever. The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how to deal with it all.

If YOU are one of them, CONGRATULATIONS! You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated so much of our lives for our own good.
While you are at it, send a link to your kids so they will know how brave and lucky their parents were.

Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't it?



16 August 2011

...Til We Meet Again

As we prepare to leave this place, our hearts our heavy.  We are leaving friends and friends who have become family.  Though only a handful of them would understand this, this is dedicated to each of them.

11 August 2011

Where Am I?

I'm in between.

It's been a while since we've posted anything.  Here's why, I think.

We are in that moving phase again; when you are getting ready to leave home to go somewhere foreign.

"What?!  Where are you going, now?!?", you ask?

Well, to Pennsylvania, of course.  It's become a foreign place now.

So, we're packing up things, packing up lives, packing up our hearts....that's the most difficult part, I think.  We are really going to miss these children.  I am pretty sure the feeling is mutual.  Even the ones who never really seemed to 'warm-up' to us are now asking us to stay.  Sorry, no can do.

There are many reasons we can not stay at CHO.  There is only one that really matters though.  God said it is time to move on.  We obeyed in coming.  We will obey in leaving.  And we will be blessed again for our obedience.

So, we are in this place called 'in-between' right now.   And it's hard to blog.  There's so much going on that can be blogged about, but most of it can't be blogged about, if you get my meaning.

Keep praying.  Check the prayer requests page.

13 days until we are in a foreign land.  When have I heard that before?