My commentary on secular Christmas vs. the real reason for this season! Dr. Seuss style...enjoy!
Merry Christmas too all...or if you must...Happy Holidays (Holy-days)!
Christmas without Christ?
Christmas without Christ, how can that be?
Let’s think about it and you will see
Christmas without Christ is utterly absurd
Even His name is part of the word
The origin it is, the birth of God’s Son
For He is the truth, the light, the one
Fulfillment of prophecy, long since foretold
Born to die for our sins before He became old
New life in Him, a promise from God
Some choose to reject Him, I find that quite odd
Wise men accept him without regret
To accept Him all you need to do is repent
Get down on your knees and beg him, I pray
He will wash all your nasty sins away
Grinches of this world would like to efface
All evidence of God from all over the place
Try as they may, they’ll never succeed!
Christ lives in our hearts, He lives there indeed!
To put Christ back in Christmas, begin with your heart
You’ll be glad that you did it right from the start
The joy that you feel may begin with a tear
As it continues to grow throughout the whole year.
Jennifer Bolen
November 25, 2007
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
God Never Ceases to Amaze Me
As the months literally seem to fly by, I stand in awe of the Lord's eternal and very real presence in my life. God has placed some of the most amazing people in my path to live with, pray for me and encourage me along the way to the mission field. Some times it feels like no one really cares, then all of a sudden people just seem to pop out of nowhere asking me about going to France. In addition, I seem to have made some terrific connections to people in France; my Christian network over there has vastly expanded. Exactly when is the big question of the moment...there seem to be a few huge hurdles, mainly financial and otherwise, for which I can already see God's hand in action. I totally trust in the Lord for provision (I am definitely not sitting back, twittling my thumbs and waiting for it to fall from the sky--I simply trust that as long as I am in his will and obedient to his calling on my life, he will provide!)
Another amazingly fun task at the moment is planning a trip to the Biblical sites of Greece & Turkey...not sure just when or how long, but it will definitely be informative and fun! I will NOT be like any other huge tour...one of true significance and cultural exploration! I can't wait to return to Turkey, I have been away from this lovely country way too long and am longing to visit new sites such as Athens, Corinth, Patmos and the like! I guess my Ancient Turkish history class will really pay off soon!
Stop by Living Word bookstore for your Christmas wrapping...every Friday & Saturday beginning with 'Black Friday' the day after thanksgiving. Donations will go to CEF (Child Evangelism Fellowship), a local ministry as well as to a fund set aside for my relocation to France to begin missions! I am going to miss seeing all my friends from the Coulee region, but am looking forward to serving the Lord in France! Isn't it fun that my middle name René which literally means 'born again' in French--and the fact that I was 'born again' in France! I have always said that God has such a wonderful sense of humor where I am concerned! The day is quickly closing in on the return to the Land of my 'rebirth.' Who knows it my be in time to actually celebrate my birthday or a little later? I am trying to take it all one day at a time!
I am working on making every minute count as I seek the Lord earnestly. I praise the Lord daily for calling on my life, his daily guidance and answers to prayers! He is so amazing! I want to thank all of you who care enough to check out my blog, and who pray for me and encourage me. We are all blessed to be a blessing...that is what you are to me! May the Lord continue to bless and encourage you as well! I can not do any of what I do with out the Lord's love, strength and guidance--I strive to glorify the Lord in all I do.
Another amazingly fun task at the moment is planning a trip to the Biblical sites of Greece & Turkey...not sure just when or how long, but it will definitely be informative and fun! I will NOT be like any other huge tour...one of true significance and cultural exploration! I can't wait to return to Turkey, I have been away from this lovely country way too long and am longing to visit new sites such as Athens, Corinth, Patmos and the like! I guess my Ancient Turkish history class will really pay off soon!
Stop by Living Word bookstore for your Christmas wrapping...every Friday & Saturday beginning with 'Black Friday' the day after thanksgiving. Donations will go to CEF (Child Evangelism Fellowship), a local ministry as well as to a fund set aside for my relocation to France to begin missions! I am going to miss seeing all my friends from the Coulee region, but am looking forward to serving the Lord in France! Isn't it fun that my middle name René which literally means 'born again' in French--and the fact that I was 'born again' in France! I have always said that God has such a wonderful sense of humor where I am concerned! The day is quickly closing in on the return to the Land of my 'rebirth.' Who knows it my be in time to actually celebrate my birthday or a little later? I am trying to take it all one day at a time!
I am working on making every minute count as I seek the Lord earnestly. I praise the Lord daily for calling on my life, his daily guidance and answers to prayers! He is so amazing! I want to thank all of you who care enough to check out my blog, and who pray for me and encourage me. We are all blessed to be a blessing...that is what you are to me! May the Lord continue to bless and encourage you as well! I can not do any of what I do with out the Lord's love, strength and guidance--I strive to glorify the Lord in all I do.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Stepping Out in Faith
Stepping Out in Faith! I need to keep my eyes focused on Jesus or I could easily become discouraged. I can't say that there haven't been moments. I have shed a few tears in moments of discouragement, but have rejoiced even more from the delights of God's blessings on my life!
Now it is official! I am homeless. Most people in my shoes would be very worried in such a position. However, in my case, my homelessness is in obedience to God’s call on my life. Despite rejection from the first and only organization I applied to for missions and other road blocks, I still feel God’s call on my life. Actually, the rejection has spurred me on to be more serious about pursuing this calling. Thanks to a gracious and godly couple, I am not on the street!
Several people have prayed with and for me…and have sensed that I am still supposed to go and that it should be soon! In my pursuit, quiet times and reflection I agree with these people. Ironically, I have always been drawn to Paul…a tentmaker, hum…is that the type of life that the Lord wants me to lead? In reflection, why not? If anyone could be a tentmaker, I am sure I could with his strength and leading!
Recently, I was watching a video on the life of Paul. The part that struck me the most was when he sold all his possessions and left for ministry. My prayer along this process has been what does “all” mean? How much is “all”? Each step of the way I have been praying about what I need to keep, sell, save or give away. I have downsized considerably and should probably trim down a little more, however I find that it is getting easier and easier to get rid of stuff. I am finding that my things are just things! That which I once held as important sometimes almost sacred no longer held such importance in my life. My priorities have greatly changed and will undoubtedly continue to change. I have kept that which I may need for missions…crafts, etc. and a few household possessions and some basic furniture items. Most of what I have kept, I plan to ship over once I know more precisely where I will be. In addition, these items would either be difficult to find or extremely expensive in France.
Each day beacons me to the place where the Lord is calling me. Although, I do not know exactly when or where I will be serving, I am still confident of this calling on my life. I feel that the call is urgent and permanent and will most likely lead to SW France.
I have no bitter feelings regarding my rejection from the first and only missions organization to which I applied. Those praying for me have suggested that they feel I am to go as a tentmaker…and that I was not meant to go with this organization. In reflection it seems that going as a tentmaker will actually give me fewer constraints. I do need to be careful not to feel like it is all about me! I will always rely on God for guidance. All that I do, I do to glorify my Lord! As a tentmaker, I will have the freedom to work alongside other Christians there regardless of their affiliation or nationality. In fact, I will be able to defend other Christians which I could not do if I am affiliated with an organization. My journey as a Christian has been extremely diverse and has allowed me to gain insight into many denominational differences, their practices as well as understanding of other religions and lifestyles.
Lately, I had been convicted of having ‘abandoned’ my talent, literally burying it nearly suffocating it! My creative and artistic talents are meant to used, again to glorify God in the process. I am not going to build my own church or create my own cult. I will be using my God-given talent and creativity to reach out to others so that they too may gain and maintain their own relationship with Christ. We are living in times where the average person has not been exposed to the true Gospel and as a result does not have an understanding of faith being a relationship and not a mere ritualistic religious ‘experience.’
I give God the glory for each step of this journey…for the deep dark valleys as well as the mountain tops! I pray that I remain humble and teachable throughout this journey! Now that I am ‘homeless’—no pity needed, thanks to a gracious couple from church, I have a roof over my head. I have several offers of sofas, just in case! And I am extremely thankful for all those who hold me up in prayer! Their support is exactly what I need! Please keep praying that I stay focused, glorify God in all I do, and bear witness of his love! Without Christ, I could not do what I do! Thank you Jesus!
FYI: For some reason I was really attracted to this edifice while in Jerusalem and couldn't understand why until I read somewhere that legend has it that Paul was buried here? I really loves God's sense of humor with me! How cool is that! Thank you Lord!
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Poem: Israel
This poem was started during my trip to Israel I May 2008, a trip that changed my biblical mindset!
Things are beginning to happen, quickly! I am getting more and more excited. Each day is a veritable blessing fromt the Lord!
Israel
Israel, Israel sacred land
Land of beautiful people
People, a potpourri of languages and cultures
Cultures weaving a majestic tapestry
Tapestry held together by common thread
Thread, the tie that binds us
Us, brothers, sisters, forefathers
Forefathers, people of the book
Book of God’s promises
Promised land, Israel’s inheritance
Inheritance of those grafted-in
Grafted-in, God’s gift of love
Love of a father who sacrificed his son
Son, sacrificial lamb, redeemer
Redeemer, Lord and King
King of kings, Christ’s anointed one
One God: Father, Spirit, Son
Jennifer Bolen
May 2008
Things are beginning to happen, quickly! I am getting more and more excited. Each day is a veritable blessing fromt the Lord!
Israel
Israel, Israel sacred land
Land of beautiful people
People, a potpourri of languages and cultures
Cultures weaving a majestic tapestry
Tapestry held together by common thread
Thread, the tie that binds us
Us, brothers, sisters, forefathers
Forefathers, people of the book
Book of God’s promises
Promised land, Israel’s inheritance
Inheritance of those grafted-in
Grafted-in, God’s gift of love
Love of a father who sacrificed his son
Son, sacrificial lamb, redeemer
Redeemer, Lord and King
King of kings, Christ’s anointed one
One God: Father, Spirit, Son
Jennifer Bolen
May 2008
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Stepping out of the boat! A leap of faith!
Just as Peter began to step out of the boat, he had to keep himself focused on Christ otherwise he would not be able to walk on the water. I am stepping out of the "boat" from a safe confortable situation taking a risk that all others believe may be a improbable as walking on water. Like Peter, I need to remain focused...that is what I am doing and plan to continue to do!
In a few days, I will be literally "homeless," that alone, would trouble most people, Of course that is usually a result of major disaster, financial loss, natural disaster, or something of the like. While most people wouldn't choose to be in this position, it is all together different if one is doing it in obedience to God's calling on her (his) life. With that in mind...that may be why I am not freaked out about it! It actually find it quite liberating!
The sale went well, although far from having a comfortable financial situation (in my opinion) especially with health insurance costs soaring...that too is in God's hand!
It was far more fun giving the rest away over the next couple of days. After all, my things are just things...while they maybe be remembrances of good times past, they remain things...the memories are stored in my mind! As I repack anticipating shipment in a while, I am determined to rid myself of more of the frivalous objects. I find that it is easier to get to the next step one day at a time!
Post surgical limitations have made packing interesting...having to ask more of others (not easy for me--or anyone else for that matter)! I am learning to take it one day at a time and not beat myself up for not accomplishing more. I feel like this venture has turned into a new "job" which in a sense actually is just that!
I am often asked what I will be doing or where I will be going. Ironically, I still feel that it will be in Toulouse, France although not with the mission agency as I had thought. My Barnabas prayers warriors along with other friends have the impression that I will be going as a tentmaker...just how, I am not sure. My goal is to continue to remain in God's will no matter the cost. I am willing to do anything or go any where. I agree that the call to missions seems to be rather urgent sooner rather than later. So, I am looking into options to see what I may find. Unfortunately, with France there is a catch 22 situation. One needs a job to get a visa or have a visa to get a job. In the past, God has orchestrated fantastic situations--where others had told me that what I was pursuing was impossible! With God all things ARE POSSIBLE! I totally believe that! Of course that does not mean that I am to sit back and twiddle my thumbs!
There are a few loose ends that need to tied up prior to a permanent departure...either those things or the lack of a proper visa may necessitate taking a shorter-term mission or visionary trip. If that is the case, I am hoping to spend about 3 months exploring various options. I have often experienced that it is more about who you know over what you know...this is expecially true in France. While I have many connections and dear friends...none (well-one acquaintaince) in Toulouse--the saying holds true to our faith in Christ. There isn't any relationship that I rely more on that that with my savior! I find that as I get to know him better, the more I realize that he is not passive, he is not my "co"-pilot, he is my PILOT! He is totally in control of me life! I see his hand in so many aspects of my life even the small things! I appreciate the prayers of all you saints who pray for me!
My future is in God's hands...I am comfortable with that! As for that, you will have to be patient to see what God is doing in my life! I will keep you posted with as much of the details as possible!
In a few days, I will be literally "homeless," that alone, would trouble most people, Of course that is usually a result of major disaster, financial loss, natural disaster, or something of the like. While most people wouldn't choose to be in this position, it is all together different if one is doing it in obedience to God's calling on her (his) life. With that in mind...that may be why I am not freaked out about it! It actually find it quite liberating!
The sale went well, although far from having a comfortable financial situation (in my opinion) especially with health insurance costs soaring...that too is in God's hand!
It was far more fun giving the rest away over the next couple of days. After all, my things are just things...while they maybe be remembrances of good times past, they remain things...the memories are stored in my mind! As I repack anticipating shipment in a while, I am determined to rid myself of more of the frivalous objects. I find that it is easier to get to the next step one day at a time!
Post surgical limitations have made packing interesting...having to ask more of others (not easy for me--or anyone else for that matter)! I am learning to take it one day at a time and not beat myself up for not accomplishing more. I feel like this venture has turned into a new "job" which in a sense actually is just that!
I am often asked what I will be doing or where I will be going. Ironically, I still feel that it will be in Toulouse, France although not with the mission agency as I had thought. My Barnabas prayers warriors along with other friends have the impression that I will be going as a tentmaker...just how, I am not sure. My goal is to continue to remain in God's will no matter the cost. I am willing to do anything or go any where. I agree that the call to missions seems to be rather urgent sooner rather than later. So, I am looking into options to see what I may find. Unfortunately, with France there is a catch 22 situation. One needs a job to get a visa or have a visa to get a job. In the past, God has orchestrated fantastic situations--where others had told me that what I was pursuing was impossible! With God all things ARE POSSIBLE! I totally believe that! Of course that does not mean that I am to sit back and twiddle my thumbs!
There are a few loose ends that need to tied up prior to a permanent departure...either those things or the lack of a proper visa may necessitate taking a shorter-term mission or visionary trip. If that is the case, I am hoping to spend about 3 months exploring various options. I have often experienced that it is more about who you know over what you know...this is expecially true in France. While I have many connections and dear friends...none (well-one acquaintaince) in Toulouse--the saying holds true to our faith in Christ. There isn't any relationship that I rely more on that that with my savior! I find that as I get to know him better, the more I realize that he is not passive, he is not my "co"-pilot, he is my PILOT! He is totally in control of me life! I see his hand in so many aspects of my life even the small things! I appreciate the prayers of all you saints who pray for me!
My future is in God's hands...I am comfortable with that! As for that, you will have to be patient to see what God is doing in my life! I will keep you posted with as much of the details as possible!
Thursday, July 16, 2009
SELLNG IT ALL...In the Footsteps of Paul: Soon to be Tentmaker!
Leaving For MISSIONS:
Jennie, A WORLD TRAVELER, Peddles Fantastic Wares From A Far!
Selling it all...and stepping out in faith. I have been all over the world, each time knowing that it was for a few months, a couple of years, never permanent. This time is different...my parents are older, no room to store old memories. Of course, I am keeping a few items that hold significant memories for me. They are after all only things. I have been working hard to sort out that which I may need for ministry opportunities, "side job" (they are nearly one in the same craftwise), downsizing while trying to maintain a few memories.
SATURDAY, JULY 16, 10 am to 5 pm.
1013 LOSEY BLVD S in the alley
3rd house south of Kwik Trip
A REAL WORLD BAZAAR...
COLLECTABLES: Ty Beanies: Original Princess (incl. 2 magazines from that time), Soccer memorabilia from the World Cup in Japan-Korea 2002 (my son played in the Osaka Stadium with the Japanese team at a youth event), Pokemon (stuff from Japan), glasses (special edition)…
COLLECTIONS: rocks, shells…musical instruments from Africa…
ANTIQUES or WORLD GOODS: bushel basket (mint condition w/liner)…Japanese: parasol, paper dolls in a case, maps, signature-stamp, window treatments, scarves…Turkish: boys folk jacket, copper, rug(s), decorations, ‘evil eyes’, jewelry, scarves…France: Tea towels, prints, Eiffel tower lamp, fleur de lys curtain rods, Africa: instruments, maps, books, novels, children’s books…
FURNITURE: Kimono rack, dresser set, dining room set, corner shelves, baker’s rack, microwave cart, shoe racks, book shelves, night stand, rocking chair...
UNIQUE JEWELRY: Lapis crosses (Middle East), pendants, necklaces, earrings…rustic to refined! All price ranges and something for the young and young at heart!
ACCESSORIES: purses, belts, shoes, scarves, bags…
CRAFT/SEWING: fabric, felt (by the yard), fleece, ethnic prints, coordinating fabrics, notions, tools & accessories, yarn, frames, stamps, so much more…ask if you don’t see what you are looking for…I may have it elsewhere. No matter the craft, there is most likely something there for you!
PRINTS: Imagerie d’Epinal prints-Mozart (trio of prints signed by artist), commemorative print for 9/11, tradition prints, some matted &/or framed…
ORIGINAL ARTWORK: may people do not know that I am actually an artist…I gave some of that up to pursue French, but am beginning to revive such skills: many drawings, sketches, watercolors, oil paintings…from character studies to landscapes…
OTHER HANDIWORK: hand-knit afghans, paintings…
COUNTRY MUSIC: albums, books, prints, posters, signatures of artists like Loretta Lynn, Johnny Cash, Merle Haggard, Conway Twitty, Barbara Mandrell, many others, tons of memorabilia of various artists—yes, I used to be CWM fan…I once had dinner at Loretta Lynn’s house! I was interviewed on the radio by Ralph Emery and have been to the Grand Ole Opry many times, attended MCN Award shows, met most of the famous singers of the 70s & 80s…
BOOKS: (most in excellent or like new condition) novels, reference, resources, dictionaries, cookbooks, health, Christian, travel…Languages: French, Japanese, Chinese, Wolof, Turkish…
AV: videos, cassettes, LPs, slide carousels, CDs…
EDUCATIONAL MATERIAL great for homeschooling families…math manipulatives, games, chalk board (mini), instruments, resources…
CHILDREN’s STUFF: tennis racket & balls, games, toys, books, bedding…
POSTERS & MAPS: (most are nicely laminated or Africa (some in French), artsy prints
CLOTHING: Some ethnic: kimonos… mainly women’s, casual to dress from M-XXXL, most gently used to new, including many pairs of shoes, boots and slippers mostly 7.5
CULINARY tools, books and appliances: all that is electric must go-food processors, electric fry pan, great gadgets, cookware, pots, pans, stemware, tea towels, serving trays, dishes, glasses, etc.
LINENS: children’s comforter set, comforter cover & curtain set-bamboo motif…
MISCELLANEOUS: lamps, candle holders, Christmas decorations, computer stuff, electronic gadgets, tools, …
Looking for Amazing deals, treasures, gift ideas?
Neat, clean, old, new, unique!
Willing to entertain any reasonable offer!
SPECIAL INVITATION: to Friends, Family, Brothers & Sisters in Christ, Students, Colleagues—all welcome to come to the preview sale on Friday anytime after 3:00 pm…bring something to share and stay for a while. Nice yard, bring a chair or blanket, your family, hangout…some goodies will be provided as long as they last! Hors d’œuvres, tea, lemonade…???
Jennie, A WORLD TRAVELER, Peddles Fantastic Wares From A Far!
Selling it all...and stepping out in faith. I have been all over the world, each time knowing that it was for a few months, a couple of years, never permanent. This time is different...my parents are older, no room to store old memories. Of course, I am keeping a few items that hold significant memories for me. They are after all only things. I have been working hard to sort out that which I may need for ministry opportunities, "side job" (they are nearly one in the same craftwise), downsizing while trying to maintain a few memories.
As a tentmaker, I will need some essential tools of the trade, thankfully techology makes that a little easier these days! Decisons: keep or throw, store or take to my office (temporary storage and workplace), can or more like will I use this where I am going? Then pack it to store or ship! Recovering from major abdominal surgery has not made this transition any easier, however it has made me be more reflective to the point that I actually pack in my sleep. Strategizing, most of all praying over items I first thought I really needed! I think I have enough stuff to have 10 more sales, there may be another just before shipping, who knows. Unless I know exactly where I will be and what I will be doing, I may need to store items for short or long-term before shipping. Since I may need to have someone ship things on my behalf--I need to have an inventory (next week's chore--at least making a list for myself.)
Here are the details I promised re: my sale...this list is by no means exhaustive it is just to give you an idea of the types of things that I wil be selling this weekend. Hope you come by to have a chat and at least browse. I invite all to pray for me as I pursue God's call on my life. I am excited about this new adventure. Please pray that I am obedient to his call in my life. This is not about what I do but about what HE DID for us (me)! Scroll down to check out my own salvation (inspired by that which we sing at CityPrayz!).
I will try to put a few examples on my facebook page today or tomorrow, time permitting!
SATURDAY, JULY 16, 10 am to 5 pm.
1013 LOSEY BLVD S in the alley
3rd house south of Kwik Trip
A REAL WORLD BAZAAR...
COLLECTABLES: Ty Beanies: Original Princess (incl. 2 magazines from that time), Soccer memorabilia from the World Cup in Japan-Korea 2002 (my son played in the Osaka Stadium with the Japanese team at a youth event), Pokemon (stuff from Japan), glasses (special edition)…
COLLECTIONS: rocks, shells…musical instruments from Africa…
ANTIQUES or WORLD GOODS: bushel basket (mint condition w/liner)…Japanese: parasol, paper dolls in a case, maps, signature-stamp, window treatments, scarves…Turkish: boys folk jacket, copper, rug(s), decorations, ‘evil eyes’, jewelry, scarves…France: Tea towels, prints, Eiffel tower lamp, fleur de lys curtain rods, Africa: instruments, maps, books, novels, children’s books…
FURNITURE: Kimono rack, dresser set, dining room set, corner shelves, baker’s rack, microwave cart, shoe racks, book shelves, night stand, rocking chair...
UNIQUE JEWELRY: Lapis crosses (Middle East), pendants, necklaces, earrings…rustic to refined! All price ranges and something for the young and young at heart!
ACCESSORIES: purses, belts, shoes, scarves, bags…
CRAFT/SEWING: fabric, felt (by the yard), fleece, ethnic prints, coordinating fabrics, notions, tools & accessories, yarn, frames, stamps, so much more…ask if you don’t see what you are looking for…I may have it elsewhere. No matter the craft, there is most likely something there for you!
PRINTS: Imagerie d’Epinal prints-Mozart (trio of prints signed by artist), commemorative print for 9/11, tradition prints, some matted &/or framed…
ORIGINAL ARTWORK: may people do not know that I am actually an artist…I gave some of that up to pursue French, but am beginning to revive such skills: many drawings, sketches, watercolors, oil paintings…from character studies to landscapes…
OTHER HANDIWORK: hand-knit afghans, paintings…
COUNTRY MUSIC: albums, books, prints, posters, signatures of artists like Loretta Lynn, Johnny Cash, Merle Haggard, Conway Twitty, Barbara Mandrell, many others, tons of memorabilia of various artists—yes, I used to be CWM fan…I once had dinner at Loretta Lynn’s house! I was interviewed on the radio by Ralph Emery and have been to the Grand Ole Opry many times, attended MCN Award shows, met most of the famous singers of the 70s & 80s…
BOOKS: (most in excellent or like new condition) novels, reference, resources, dictionaries, cookbooks, health, Christian, travel…Languages: French, Japanese, Chinese, Wolof, Turkish…
AV: videos, cassettes, LPs, slide carousels, CDs…
EDUCATIONAL MATERIAL great for homeschooling families…math manipulatives, games, chalk board (mini), instruments, resources…
CHILDREN’s STUFF: tennis racket & balls, games, toys, books, bedding…
POSTERS & MAPS: (most are nicely laminated or Africa (some in French), artsy prints
CLOTHING: Some ethnic: kimonos… mainly women’s, casual to dress from M-XXXL, most gently used to new, including many pairs of shoes, boots and slippers mostly 7.5
CULINARY tools, books and appliances: all that is electric must go-food processors, electric fry pan, great gadgets, cookware, pots, pans, stemware, tea towels, serving trays, dishes, glasses, etc.
LINENS: children’s comforter set, comforter cover & curtain set-bamboo motif…
MISCELLANEOUS: lamps, candle holders, Christmas decorations, computer stuff, electronic gadgets, tools, …
Looking for Amazing deals, treasures, gift ideas?
Neat, clean, old, new, unique!
Willing to entertain any reasonable offer!
SPECIAL INVITATION: to Friends, Family, Brothers & Sisters in Christ, Students, Colleagues—all welcome to come to the preview sale on Friday anytime after 3:00 pm…bring something to share and stay for a while. Nice yard, bring a chair or blanket, your family, hangout…some goodies will be provided as long as they last! Hors d’œuvres, tea, lemonade…???
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Please Pray for My Students
I teach in the Newcomer center at Central High School. Nearly forty students have passed through my classroom over the past five years arriving from the Hmong refugee camp of Wat Thamkrabok, Thailand. My students were born and raised in refugee camps and have not known anything else until they arrived in the United States. They are causalities of a war that they never witnessed. Their forefathers fought in the Vietnam War by assisting U.S. and ally troops in navigating through the mountains in and out of Vietnam.
Here, my students have faced many challenges in adapting to our country. It has been an amazing privilege to see help them learn English, mature and develop their niche within our community. One of their greatest challenges has been their education. Many of my students began their formal education here in the U.S. This year will be the end of the Newcomer Center as sixteen students will graduate and move on to the next challenge of their young lives. This is the first and largest group of newcomers to graduate.
I am in awe of their hard work and determination that has lead to their graduation. Over the past four years I have watched them blossom from timid and confused, to competent, assertive and creative students; each one having something valuable to offer. I can’t help but think that I have learned much more from them than I have ever hoped of teaching them.
Just like the Hmong who came before them over the past three decades and helped pave the way for them. I envision my students becoming actively engaged in our community. Given the chance, they will undoubtedly be great leaders within their own community, as well as valued contributors and positive influences to others around them.
More than a teacher for them, I am like a proud “mother” watching them advance to the next stage of their precious lives. Once my official job with them is done, I will miss their beautiful smiling faces lovingly greeting me each morning. This summer, I hope to help them foster more connections to the local community. If you, your establishment or group is interested in hearing their story or connect with them, feel free to get in contact with me.
My dream is to make their departure from Central High School a memorable event. They have all accomplished great things. Since, they all started from different points, they have arrived in various places of understanding of the English language and American culture. Some are ready to go on to university studies; others may choose to pursue education in technical vocations, directly enter the work force or raise their children. No matter, which avenue they pursue, I am confident that they will go on to be productive members of our community.
I am planning an elaborate graduation celebration for them on June 13th—to which they could invite their family, friends and teachers. I hope to provide them with gifts that may help them pursue their future goals. I have committed to providing them with yearbooks, a cost I will assume if I do not get enough to cover them. I would appreciate anyone who may be moved to contribute financially.
I would like to invite our community to help open doors for these students. While any and all financial contributions will be greatly appreciated, there are other opportunities to give items such as gift certificates, scholarships or other items for gifts; additionally, food, drink, decorations and paper products will be needed for the event.
These students deserve so much more than any one of us could offer them for all they have been through; surprisingly none are embittered by their circumstances. They are always grateful for all that is done for them.
In closing, I would be grateful for any opportunity to give my students a brighter future. They have had several new beginnings and challenges throughout their lives as a result of the heroic and generous efforts of their forefathers who have fought to keep our country free. Please consider helping me to make this a positive new beginning for them. As for me, my new beginning is yet to be determined!
Most importantly, please keep my students and this project in your prayers! Being a public school teacher, I cannot actively share my faith with my students. However, I do my best to model a Christ-like behavior and attitude as well as hold them up in prayer. Remember we are blessed to be a blessing, let the flame go out to our students!
In Christ, Jennie
Any contributions may be sent to Central High School:
Jennifer Bolen
ELL Newcomer Teacher
Central High School
1810 Losey Blvd. S.
La Crosse, WI 54601
•Checks may be made out to Central High School with Newcomer Celebration in the memo.
•For other contributions, please contact Ms. Bolen: jbolen@sdlax.k12.wi.us
After June 12th, I will be available at the following: jenniebolen@gmail.com
Future plans and interests of my students include: medical careers, mechanic, computer technology, art, math, teaching, beauty school, childcare, music, sewing, cooking, soccer, law enforcement, small engine repair, finances, banking, x-stitch, embroidery, etc.
Here, my students have faced many challenges in adapting to our country. It has been an amazing privilege to see help them learn English, mature and develop their niche within our community. One of their greatest challenges has been their education. Many of my students began their formal education here in the U.S. This year will be the end of the Newcomer Center as sixteen students will graduate and move on to the next challenge of their young lives. This is the first and largest group of newcomers to graduate.
I am in awe of their hard work and determination that has lead to their graduation. Over the past four years I have watched them blossom from timid and confused, to competent, assertive and creative students; each one having something valuable to offer. I can’t help but think that I have learned much more from them than I have ever hoped of teaching them.
Just like the Hmong who came before them over the past three decades and helped pave the way for them. I envision my students becoming actively engaged in our community. Given the chance, they will undoubtedly be great leaders within their own community, as well as valued contributors and positive influences to others around them.
More than a teacher for them, I am like a proud “mother” watching them advance to the next stage of their precious lives. Once my official job with them is done, I will miss their beautiful smiling faces lovingly greeting me each morning. This summer, I hope to help them foster more connections to the local community. If you, your establishment or group is interested in hearing their story or connect with them, feel free to get in contact with me.
My dream is to make their departure from Central High School a memorable event. They have all accomplished great things. Since, they all started from different points, they have arrived in various places of understanding of the English language and American culture. Some are ready to go on to university studies; others may choose to pursue education in technical vocations, directly enter the work force or raise their children. No matter, which avenue they pursue, I am confident that they will go on to be productive members of our community.
I am planning an elaborate graduation celebration for them on June 13th—to which they could invite their family, friends and teachers. I hope to provide them with gifts that may help them pursue their future goals. I have committed to providing them with yearbooks, a cost I will assume if I do not get enough to cover them. I would appreciate anyone who may be moved to contribute financially.
I would like to invite our community to help open doors for these students. While any and all financial contributions will be greatly appreciated, there are other opportunities to give items such as gift certificates, scholarships or other items for gifts; additionally, food, drink, decorations and paper products will be needed for the event.
These students deserve so much more than any one of us could offer them for all they have been through; surprisingly none are embittered by their circumstances. They are always grateful for all that is done for them.
In closing, I would be grateful for any opportunity to give my students a brighter future. They have had several new beginnings and challenges throughout their lives as a result of the heroic and generous efforts of their forefathers who have fought to keep our country free. Please consider helping me to make this a positive new beginning for them. As for me, my new beginning is yet to be determined!
Most importantly, please keep my students and this project in your prayers! Being a public school teacher, I cannot actively share my faith with my students. However, I do my best to model a Christ-like behavior and attitude as well as hold them up in prayer. Remember we are blessed to be a blessing, let the flame go out to our students!
In Christ, Jennie
Any contributions may be sent to Central High School:
Jennifer Bolen
ELL Newcomer Teacher
Central High School
1810 Losey Blvd. S.
La Crosse, WI 54601
•Checks may be made out to Central High School with Newcomer Celebration in the memo.
•For other contributions, please contact Ms. Bolen: jbolen@sdlax.k12.wi.us
After June 12th, I will be available at the following: jenniebolen@gmail.com
Future plans and interests of my students include: medical careers, mechanic, computer technology, art, math, teaching, beauty school, childcare, music, sewing, cooking, soccer, law enforcement, small engine repair, finances, banking, x-stitch, embroidery, etc.
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Awesome God!
Pieces of wisdom, nuggets of Gold for Godly living:
It is not what we do, it is what He did!
I do not believe in the power of prayer, but in the power of our almighty God who answers them!
What makes ours prayers effective is the one to whom we pray!
We have a direct line to Jesus Christ 24 x 7!
We pray to the Father, through his Son, Jesus Christ with his Holy Spirit!
We are blessed to be a blessing! Pass it on!
God blesses us, not to build us up, but to bless others so that we may glorify Him!
Give thanks to God, in all circumstances!
Be mindful of who you are in Christ!
Nothing is too small.
Grace is a gift, we cannot earn it, nor do we merit it--however we need to accept it to receive it! It is freely given.
What we do in His name is our reaction to his gift of grace!
Those who are in Christ have the promise of eternal life.
Suffering for Christ brings us hope and strenghtens our faith. Suffering without Christ is hopeless.
Learn to forgive, it is essential for our spiritual growth.
When you find someone who seems difficult to love, ask God to show you how to live this person.
We have been told to pray for our enemies! It works.
Be careful what you ask for: God has a sence of humor!
Since God's ways are higher than ours (thankfully)-- we need to realize that HE knows what we NEED! HE answers prayers with that in mind. So often HE has answered prayers that we fail to see as HE often answers them differently that what we want or expect so we miss them.
Being a Catholic, Lutheran, Episcolian, __(insert any denominational title)___ does not make us Christian. We are not physically born into our faith. It is the result of our decision to have a realtionship with Christ that results in spiritual birth. As any relationship we need to continually communicate with Christ and seek to know him more through his word. Once we have made that step we are truly Christian--that does not prevent us from being Catholic, Lutheran... Regardless of denominational affiliation those who have chose this realtionship have become brothers and sisters in Christ. We may have different styles of prayer, worship, etc. however we are ONE in CHRIST! One in the Spirit, one in the Lord. United in vision, diverse in action. It is Satan's wish to divide and conqueor, and we let him! We need to love each other with the love that Christ has given us and stop judging one another. We will have more of an impact for his kingdom if we walk together rather than tear each other down.
It is not what we do, it is what He did!
I do not believe in the power of prayer, but in the power of our almighty God who answers them!
What makes ours prayers effective is the one to whom we pray!
We have a direct line to Jesus Christ 24 x 7!
We pray to the Father, through his Son, Jesus Christ with his Holy Spirit!
We are blessed to be a blessing! Pass it on!
God blesses us, not to build us up, but to bless others so that we may glorify Him!
Give thanks to God, in all circumstances!
Be mindful of who you are in Christ!
Nothing is too small.
Grace is a gift, we cannot earn it, nor do we merit it--however we need to accept it to receive it! It is freely given.
What we do in His name is our reaction to his gift of grace!
Those who are in Christ have the promise of eternal life.
Suffering for Christ brings us hope and strenghtens our faith. Suffering without Christ is hopeless.
Learn to forgive, it is essential for our spiritual growth.
When you find someone who seems difficult to love, ask God to show you how to live this person.
We have been told to pray for our enemies! It works.
Be careful what you ask for: God has a sence of humor!
Since God's ways are higher than ours (thankfully)-- we need to realize that HE knows what we NEED! HE answers prayers with that in mind. So often HE has answered prayers that we fail to see as HE often answers them differently that what we want or expect so we miss them.
Being a Catholic, Lutheran, Episcolian, __(insert any denominational title)___ does not make us Christian. We are not physically born into our faith. It is the result of our decision to have a realtionship with Christ that results in spiritual birth. As any relationship we need to continually communicate with Christ and seek to know him more through his word. Once we have made that step we are truly Christian--that does not prevent us from being Catholic, Lutheran... Regardless of denominational affiliation those who have chose this realtionship have become brothers and sisters in Christ. We may have different styles of prayer, worship, etc. however we are ONE in CHRIST! One in the Spirit, one in the Lord. United in vision, diverse in action. It is Satan's wish to divide and conqueor, and we let him! We need to love each other with the love that Christ has given us and stop judging one another. We will have more of an impact for his kingdom if we walk together rather than tear each other down.
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Dedication to the Women in My Life!
This poem was written last year to honor the women presenting at a Women's Ministry event at First Free, but it is a prayer of thanks for all the lovely God-honoring women that have been in my life every step of the way! I find it so amazing that God always has our best interests in mind and knows what we need! Thank You LORD!!!
If you are a woman in my life, this prayer goes out to you! Thank you for you love, kindness and prayers! May God richly bless you!
Precious Women in My Life
Precious women in my life, you lead me by example
Listen without judgment, love unconditionally
Your lessons speak to me profoundly and clearly
Your unselfish giving is far more than ample
My most cherished memories, precious times spent
Moments of sharing, my reflection in your eyes
Expectations and dreams stretch to the skies
You are undoubtedly a gift from God, heaven sent
God’s purpose for you in my life, to keep me in his will
With someone like you, it is easy for me to see
How greatly the Lord has blessed me
While your steps are easy to follow, your shoes difficult to fill
Oh to pass those blessings on, with God's grace, I truly will!
Jennifer R. Bolen
April 24, 2008
If you are a woman in my life, this prayer goes out to you! Thank you for you love, kindness and prayers! May God richly bless you!
Precious Women in My Life
Precious women in my life, you lead me by example
Listen without judgment, love unconditionally
Your lessons speak to me profoundly and clearly
Your unselfish giving is far more than ample
My most cherished memories, precious times spent
Moments of sharing, my reflection in your eyes
Expectations and dreams stretch to the skies
You are undoubtedly a gift from God, heaven sent
God’s purpose for you in my life, to keep me in his will
With someone like you, it is easy for me to see
How greatly the Lord has blessed me
While your steps are easy to follow, your shoes difficult to fill
Oh to pass those blessings on, with God's grace, I truly will!
Jennifer R. Bolen
April 24, 2008
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
When It Seems Like All Is Gone!
I have found myself so severely exhausted some evenings that I can barely crawl into bed. I find that I need to turn my eyes and reconnect with Jesus so that I can rest completely in his arms. It is amazing the rest he gives me as well as the strength to get through each day. Despite pain, he gives me relief and hope that while I suffer on this earth my reward, relief and complete healing are awaiting me along with his promised inheritance! I am not in any hurry to leave this earth or loved ones behind, nor do I believe that that is what is his will for me at this moment. Uncertainty of my next steps, the economy, nor friends or family are a sorce of worry for me! I don't remember a time when I have ever trusted Jesus more than I have in the past few weeks! As I learn more, the more I get excited, and discover I still have so much to learn! I am so thankful for the prayers of the faithful! Isn't it awesome that we worship such a loving and caring Lord!
Sunday, April 19, 2009
God's Sense of Humor in My Life
I had not intended on this being so long. I didn’t even get to some of the more recent experiences of God’s sense of humor. Some of the things were not always so humorous at the moment. Looking back, he has really blessed me so much and I am thankful for all that he has allowed me to experience!
For some reason, I always seem to learn things the hard way. I knew from the start as I kneeled on the beach in Nice, France in 1987, as I entered into a relationship with Christ, that God had a special call on my life that would take me around the world. Little did I realize how he was orchestrating my path long before I really knew him.
After all, it was funny that I was studying in Nice that year. Or in French at all—I had never intended to study French. My plan was to take a semester—get my retroactive credits to satisfy requirements and move on. I had no intention on continuing my French studies. I was to major in Art. I did a complete flip flop. I didn’t like the art profs I had (spoiled in H.S.), and I couldn’t stop laughing in French. My first prof of French was so entertaining (I feared my French teacher in High School—I was far from the best student, it wasn’t her fault at all)! The end of the first year I was engrossed in French.
Three years prior I had set off for the beaches of Normandy, then a nominal Christian—with a mere intellectual knowledge of Christ at best. I had a great experience that first year, but it wasn’t what I really wanted to experience in France. I had this urge to go back. Ironically, I had just learned that I was lacking a course needed for graduation: English literature. I am probably one of the few if not the only person to actually do a year abroad in France (as a French major) to fulfill an English literature requirement. And most likely the only French major at UW-L to have completed enough credits in French alone to equal the total credits needed for graduation. I usually say that I “triple” majored in French. (I am sure that they had me in mind when a limit to the years one could stay at the University now-a-days). The two years between the trips to France were spent completing basic studies. I had always said that I was not going to “teach” French either.
I went on to apply to be an English teaching assistant in a French high school. I wanted to be in La Crosse’s “sister city” of Epinal. When I applied, I was told that that was not possible, never-the-less I indicated that on my form. I had contacted the mayor’s office in Epinal to inform them of my intention. So, one of the local schools put in a request to have me at their school.
As time went on, I had not heard anything regarding my candidacy. I figured that I had been rejected and had decided to finally enroll in graduate school. Having looked for many other jobs in French, I reluctantly applied to the School of Education. I wasn’t so sure that I wanted to teach. Two days into classes, I received a call from France. It was the English teacher from the Lycée Claude Gellée, in Épinal who, to my surprise, asked me if I had received word that I had been appointed to be their TA that year? Of course, I had not. He then proceeded to ask me whether or not I was still interested in coming to Épinal. “Ben, oui! (yes of course—with the famous Norman expression I had picked up in my first trip to France). It was in Épinal that God discipled me through the French “Temple Protestant” via a small group, a lovely older French woman and an American family.
A few years later I felt God was calling me to Africa. I leapt at the chance to go to C.A.R. with the Peace Corps—I don’t believe I had much knowledge about missions, much less Africa. I was sent to the Congo (then it was called Zaïre) to the “Club Med” of Peace Corps training sites: Bukavu just over the border from Rwanda. I left for the Peace Corps the morning my sister gave birth to her first son, whom I would later adopt.
Prior to coming to leaving, the people at church asked me what frightened me most about Africa? I told them spiders: I would jump at even the smallest spider in the US—I imagined that they would be gigantic in Africa.
The first Sunday, I was excited to run out and find the nearest church! I went to the first one I could find with a service in French; after all I don’t speak Swahili. I had arrived just before the Swahili service let out. Were they ever rocking the house! After what seemed like a swarm of people had finally filed out the door a mere handful of people trickled in for the French service. It was such a sleeper service that I could barely keep my eyes open (I have never attended such “ho hum” service even in the U.S or any where else for that matter). As soon as the service was over I ran out the door to see whether or not I could find another service that morning.
A few doors down I found a Pentecostal church. The men at the door reassured me that while the service would be in Swahili, there would be some French translation. Relieved, I entered for a new experience. The service was moving, I even recognized a few choruses as they were translations of English songs. NOT a word of French was spoken. Needless to say, I didn’t get much out of the long-winded sermon in Swahili, but I had no trouble staying awake this time. The service was hopping and the music was lively. However, I still wasn’t as satisfied with what I had found.
The following week I scouted out possibilities for the next weekend. I ended up attending a Methodist Church, expecting another sleeper, but felt that I had to try something different (there was a fairly limited selection or at least to my knowledge). Wow, I had the most amazing experience that Sunday. Most of the music was in Swahili, again I recognized a few pieces. Then five gentlemen got up to bless us with their special music akin to the “Swahili” version of Il Diva. I was literally blown away. Although, I could not understand a single word they sang, their music was and still is today the most heavenly music I have ever heard. I don’t know the name of the group. I just know that I was blessed beyond belief! I am afraid that I may never hear these men sing again as this was just prior to the Rwandan genocide. I pray that they survived and that they carry on ministering through music, they were truly anointed!
It wasn’t long into my training that I fell ill. To this day, it is a mystery as to what I had: a parasite or some other bug? I may never know. While I wasn’t deathly ill at the time, I was going to move to a place with fewer comforts (not usually a problem for me), less access to medical facilities and a more limited food supply. After a month or so on a strict diet of rice, bananas, and a couple of beans, I prayed for guidance to decide whether to stay in Africa or return home.
During my prayer time, God gave me a vision and reassurance that he had sent others here to reach out to the Central Africans, Rwandans and Congolese…that he was in control of his mission in Africa. Earlier that summer, I had celebrated the 4th of July with a group of missionaries from the U.S. I am not sure how I had met this group no do I remember any of their names—I just remember how special I felt to be part of this celebration.
When I finished praying, I popped in a new cassette with mix of Christian music, one of those 99¢ promotional cassettes. I had never listened it before. The first song on the cassette was: “Lord, Please Don’t Send Me to Africa!” I about fell out my bed in a fit of laughter—it hit me, what was I doing in Africa? Was this my will or God’s will? Reflecting on the vision God gave me and the song, helped me decide to return to the U.S.
By the was, I never did see one single spider on that whole trip! To this day, I am no longer so deathly afraid of spiders—I don’t think I would like to meet up with a tarantula all the same!
Despite, what seemed like a disastrous experience, God taught me so much about the misconceptions we have here about Africa. This helps me to continually pray for the various people groups all over that beautiful continent.
For some reason, I always seem to learn things the hard way. I knew from the start as I kneeled on the beach in Nice, France in 1987, as I entered into a relationship with Christ, that God had a special call on my life that would take me around the world. Little did I realize how he was orchestrating my path long before I really knew him.
After all, it was funny that I was studying in Nice that year. Or in French at all—I had never intended to study French. My plan was to take a semester—get my retroactive credits to satisfy requirements and move on. I had no intention on continuing my French studies. I was to major in Art. I did a complete flip flop. I didn’t like the art profs I had (spoiled in H.S.), and I couldn’t stop laughing in French. My first prof of French was so entertaining (I feared my French teacher in High School—I was far from the best student, it wasn’t her fault at all)! The end of the first year I was engrossed in French.
Three years prior I had set off for the beaches of Normandy, then a nominal Christian—with a mere intellectual knowledge of Christ at best. I had a great experience that first year, but it wasn’t what I really wanted to experience in France. I had this urge to go back. Ironically, I had just learned that I was lacking a course needed for graduation: English literature. I am probably one of the few if not the only person to actually do a year abroad in France (as a French major) to fulfill an English literature requirement. And most likely the only French major at UW-L to have completed enough credits in French alone to equal the total credits needed for graduation. I usually say that I “triple” majored in French. (I am sure that they had me in mind when a limit to the years one could stay at the University now-a-days). The two years between the trips to France were spent completing basic studies. I had always said that I was not going to “teach” French either.
I went on to apply to be an English teaching assistant in a French high school. I wanted to be in La Crosse’s “sister city” of Epinal. When I applied, I was told that that was not possible, never-the-less I indicated that on my form. I had contacted the mayor’s office in Epinal to inform them of my intention. So, one of the local schools put in a request to have me at their school.
As time went on, I had not heard anything regarding my candidacy. I figured that I had been rejected and had decided to finally enroll in graduate school. Having looked for many other jobs in French, I reluctantly applied to the School of Education. I wasn’t so sure that I wanted to teach. Two days into classes, I received a call from France. It was the English teacher from the Lycée Claude Gellée, in Épinal who, to my surprise, asked me if I had received word that I had been appointed to be their TA that year? Of course, I had not. He then proceeded to ask me whether or not I was still interested in coming to Épinal. “Ben, oui! (yes of course—with the famous Norman expression I had picked up in my first trip to France). It was in Épinal that God discipled me through the French “Temple Protestant” via a small group, a lovely older French woman and an American family.
A few years later I felt God was calling me to Africa. I leapt at the chance to go to C.A.R. with the Peace Corps—I don’t believe I had much knowledge about missions, much less Africa. I was sent to the Congo (then it was called Zaïre) to the “Club Med” of Peace Corps training sites: Bukavu just over the border from Rwanda. I left for the Peace Corps the morning my sister gave birth to her first son, whom I would later adopt.
Prior to coming to leaving, the people at church asked me what frightened me most about Africa? I told them spiders: I would jump at even the smallest spider in the US—I imagined that they would be gigantic in Africa.
The first Sunday, I was excited to run out and find the nearest church! I went to the first one I could find with a service in French; after all I don’t speak Swahili. I had arrived just before the Swahili service let out. Were they ever rocking the house! After what seemed like a swarm of people had finally filed out the door a mere handful of people trickled in for the French service. It was such a sleeper service that I could barely keep my eyes open (I have never attended such “ho hum” service even in the U.S or any where else for that matter). As soon as the service was over I ran out the door to see whether or not I could find another service that morning.
A few doors down I found a Pentecostal church. The men at the door reassured me that while the service would be in Swahili, there would be some French translation. Relieved, I entered for a new experience. The service was moving, I even recognized a few choruses as they were translations of English songs. NOT a word of French was spoken. Needless to say, I didn’t get much out of the long-winded sermon in Swahili, but I had no trouble staying awake this time. The service was hopping and the music was lively. However, I still wasn’t as satisfied with what I had found.
The following week I scouted out possibilities for the next weekend. I ended up attending a Methodist Church, expecting another sleeper, but felt that I had to try something different (there was a fairly limited selection or at least to my knowledge). Wow, I had the most amazing experience that Sunday. Most of the music was in Swahili, again I recognized a few pieces. Then five gentlemen got up to bless us with their special music akin to the “Swahili” version of Il Diva. I was literally blown away. Although, I could not understand a single word they sang, their music was and still is today the most heavenly music I have ever heard. I don’t know the name of the group. I just know that I was blessed beyond belief! I am afraid that I may never hear these men sing again as this was just prior to the Rwandan genocide. I pray that they survived and that they carry on ministering through music, they were truly anointed!
It wasn’t long into my training that I fell ill. To this day, it is a mystery as to what I had: a parasite or some other bug? I may never know. While I wasn’t deathly ill at the time, I was going to move to a place with fewer comforts (not usually a problem for me), less access to medical facilities and a more limited food supply. After a month or so on a strict diet of rice, bananas, and a couple of beans, I prayed for guidance to decide whether to stay in Africa or return home.
During my prayer time, God gave me a vision and reassurance that he had sent others here to reach out to the Central Africans, Rwandans and Congolese…that he was in control of his mission in Africa. Earlier that summer, I had celebrated the 4th of July with a group of missionaries from the U.S. I am not sure how I had met this group no do I remember any of their names—I just remember how special I felt to be part of this celebration.
When I finished praying, I popped in a new cassette with mix of Christian music, one of those 99¢ promotional cassettes. I had never listened it before. The first song on the cassette was: “Lord, Please Don’t Send Me to Africa!” I about fell out my bed in a fit of laughter—it hit me, what was I doing in Africa? Was this my will or God’s will? Reflecting on the vision God gave me and the song, helped me decide to return to the U.S.
By the was, I never did see one single spider on that whole trip! To this day, I am no longer so deathly afraid of spiders—I don’t think I would like to meet up with a tarantula all the same!
Despite, what seemed like a disastrous experience, God taught me so much about the misconceptions we have here about Africa. This helps me to continually pray for the various people groups all over that beautiful continent.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Winning topics
Since the whole of 2 votes tied between God's Sense of Humor and Islam & Christianity. I will write on both. This weekend I will address God's Sense of Humor. Later I will write on the second topic.
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Poem: Father Why? (An Easter Prayer)
Father, why?
Father, why?
Where was I when you needed food?
Where was I when you were thirsty?
How could I think of you as a stranger?
Are you not my father?
Father, why?
You feed me.
You cloth me.
You think of me as your child.
Father, why?
Where was I when you held my hand?
How could I have not noticed you carrying me?
You speak, yet I do not listen.
How could I ever be worthy of your love and grace?
Father, why?
I caused your son his life
Each sin, a nail in feet and hands
Even more, I pierced his side
Yet, you let his blood cleanse me pure
Father, why?
Teach me to see
Open my eyes
Open my heart
So that next time you are hungry…I give you food
You thirst…I’ll quench it
I’ll take you in
Lord, thank you for taking away my sin
Father, why?
Jennifer Bolen
April 10, 2003
Father, why?
Where was I when you needed food?
Where was I when you were thirsty?
How could I think of you as a stranger?
Are you not my father?
Father, why?
You feed me.
You cloth me.
You think of me as your child.
Father, why?
Where was I when you held my hand?
How could I have not noticed you carrying me?
You speak, yet I do not listen.
How could I ever be worthy of your love and grace?
Father, why?
I caused your son his life
Each sin, a nail in feet and hands
Even more, I pierced his side
Yet, you let his blood cleanse me pure
Father, why?
Teach me to see
Open my eyes
Open my heart
So that next time you are hungry…I give you food
You thirst…I’ll quench it
I’ll take you in
Lord, thank you for taking away my sin
Father, why?
Jennifer Bolen
April 10, 2003
Thursday, April 9, 2009
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OUR GOD IS A TOTALLY AWESOME GOD! I AM SO THANKFUL FOR MY PRAYER WARRIORS! What a blessing! Thank you all!
In Christ, Jennie <{{{{{><
Friday, April 3, 2009
Disappointment but not despair
The set backs I have experienced in the past few weeks, months or longer would highly discourage most people, perhaps even shatter them...I am amazed at the strength and resolve that God has given me. Have I sheed any tears? Of course, but not in despair or hopelessness, for I have placed my trust in Jesus Christ, without whom, this would undoubtedly have been my demise! I am finding that despite my shortcomings, he can still use me. He reassures me and encourages me.
He is teaching me to trust him like I have never trusted him before. God is really so amazing. While he has taught me so much, yet I find that there is much more to learn. I find that while He fills me completely and when I give him complete control, my temptations subside. When I lose myself in him, I find such comfort and strength! I long for his touch and lean on Him to satisfy my thirst.
Just like the ole hymn "The Solid Rock" by Keith Ward:
"My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness..."
And the chorus:
"On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand."
Without the hope that Jesus brings us, we have nothing to stand on. His is my shield and strength. He is all I need. In the uncertainty, doom and gloom of this world, I am not without hope! God has shown me time and again, that his timing is best, his ways are higher and yet He has a great sense of humor...most of all HE IS LOVE! He is my SAVIOR, LORD and FRIEND!
He is teaching me to trust him like I have never trusted him before. God is really so amazing. While he has taught me so much, yet I find that there is much more to learn. I find that while He fills me completely and when I give him complete control, my temptations subside. When I lose myself in him, I find such comfort and strength! I long for his touch and lean on Him to satisfy my thirst.
Just like the ole hymn "The Solid Rock" by Keith Ward:
"My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness..."
And the chorus:
"On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand."
Without the hope that Jesus brings us, we have nothing to stand on. His is my shield and strength. He is all I need. In the uncertainty, doom and gloom of this world, I am not without hope! God has shown me time and again, that his timing is best, his ways are higher and yet He has a great sense of humor...most of all HE IS LOVE! He is my SAVIOR, LORD and FRIEND!
Monday, March 30, 2009
TRANSFORMED BY GRACE
Lord, it was upon this place
Seek; I did, your truth, your face
Your hand extended and drew me in
You cleansed my heart; washed away my sin
You filled that hole deep down inside
The missing link for which you died
You rose to give me life anew
Free from sin; alive in you!
Into me your Spirit breathed,
Bringing comfort, strength and shield
Armed in grace; your word my sword
Blessed to call you Eternal Lord!
No more doubting, nor wondering why
A life of purpose, Jesus, you satisfy
To you surrender all I am
My trust in you, my Savior, Friend
Undeserving as I may be,
Thank you Lord for loving me
Freedom at last, transformed by grace
Now, I long to see your face!
My personal prayer, poem
Jennifer Bolen
March 6, 2009
Seek; I did, your truth, your face
Your hand extended and drew me in
You cleansed my heart; washed away my sin
You filled that hole deep down inside
The missing link for which you died
You rose to give me life anew
Free from sin; alive in you!
Into me your Spirit breathed,
Bringing comfort, strength and shield
Armed in grace; your word my sword
Blessed to call you Eternal Lord!
No more doubting, nor wondering why
A life of purpose, Jesus, you satisfy
To you surrender all I am
My trust in you, my Savior, Friend
Undeserving as I may be,
Thank you Lord for loving me
Freedom at last, transformed by grace
Now, I long to see your face!
My personal prayer, poem
Jennifer Bolen
March 6, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Dancing on Galilee
I certainly do not "walk on water," but I have danced on the Sea of Galilee. I still do every time I reflect on the love Christ has brought to my life. A life with Christ is not a promise of prosperity or wealth in human terms. He does not promise us days without suffering, in fact he even warns us of the times when others do not understand us, do not agree, etc. How can we? Once we have Christ we are 'grafted' in to his kingdom. Although we currently live on this earth we are not of it! Our source of love, hope and happiness comes from Christ himself. He is the only way to God, the 'sacrificial' lamb.
I had the priveledge of traveling to Israel in May of 2008. It was a trip of a lifetime, it was a spiritual pilgrimage, a history lesson, and Bible clarification all rolled into one! It was not a "feather in my cap" that makes me any better than everyone else. I am a amazed at the lessons Christ continues to teach me every day of my life.
Our sufferings help us to draw closer to him and identify with his sufferings. We do not suffer in vain, nor did Christ. He mourns for those who turn away and do not accept the gift of life he so freely gives. I once heard an African proverb, that is so applicable to the "human condition," vis-à-vis our relationship with Christ:
"Every man dies, but not every man lives."
We all experience a "physical" death at some point, however some never learn to live by refusing God's gift of salvation. It is so freely given. There is nothing that we can do to earn it. Just as I don't walk on water, I could never be good enough to "earn" the love of Christ. His love is perfect, kind and unconditional. He loves us as we are. As we accept his love and engage in a personal journey with him, we enter into the land of the living.
Just as in any relationship, we need to remain plugged in by getting to know Christ better through his word, our service to him as well as our dialogue with him through prayer and petition. Life in Christ, despite any physical or other suffering, brings hope of things to come. Suffering without Christ is hopeless and futile. No matter what life brings, God has sent us his Holy Spirit to comfort and guide us.
I had the priveledge of traveling to Israel in May of 2008. It was a trip of a lifetime, it was a spiritual pilgrimage, a history lesson, and Bible clarification all rolled into one! It was not a "feather in my cap" that makes me any better than everyone else. I am a amazed at the lessons Christ continues to teach me every day of my life.
Our sufferings help us to draw closer to him and identify with his sufferings. We do not suffer in vain, nor did Christ. He mourns for those who turn away and do not accept the gift of life he so freely gives. I once heard an African proverb, that is so applicable to the "human condition," vis-à-vis our relationship with Christ:
"Every man dies, but not every man lives."
We all experience a "physical" death at some point, however some never learn to live by refusing God's gift of salvation. It is so freely given. There is nothing that we can do to earn it. Just as I don't walk on water, I could never be good enough to "earn" the love of Christ. His love is perfect, kind and unconditional. He loves us as we are. As we accept his love and engage in a personal journey with him, we enter into the land of the living.
Just as in any relationship, we need to remain plugged in by getting to know Christ better through his word, our service to him as well as our dialogue with him through prayer and petition. Life in Christ, despite any physical or other suffering, brings hope of things to come. Suffering without Christ is hopeless and futile. No matter what life brings, God has sent us his Holy Spirit to comfort and guide us.
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