One of our patriarchs at the church passed away a couple of days ago. A sad day for us left here on earth. A glorious day for him to see Jesus. As we've sat around, cried tears and shared stories of all that he had done and all that he was to each of us, I thought I would share a few words about him.
1. A man of quite gentle faithfulness. Del was a gentleman through and through. He had a quiet countenance about him. He was faithful in everything, even what some would consider to be the smallest of details. He didn't consider anything beneath him. He served and lived out his faith quietly and gently.
2. A man of loyal service. Del served our Lord, by serving His church. Del made himself available to help out whenever needed. From signing checks, to counting money, to filling the pens in the seatbacks, to picking up trash, to smiling and shaking hands at the front doors, to leading our Elders, and the list goes on... Week in and week out, he was there. Del served faithfully and loyally.
3. An unselfish man. Del put others first. As many have said, he did not particularly like the type of music we played during worship. However, he put the potential for others to hear the Word above his personal preference for music. Also, he would assist elderly women who had no means of transportation.
4. A man of discipline. I met Del after he had his heart surgery. But I knew him to disciplined in his eating habits and exercise habits. Every morning, I mean early morning, he would rise and go to the rehab center. Not only did he go there to work-out, but he went there to minister to others in the program.
5. A man of family. If anyone had a conversation with Del for longer than 5 minutes, you knew how important all of his family was to him. He was always talking about his grandkids, going to eat donuts with them, watching soccer or baseball, having them over to spend the night. You knew he loved them through his words, but also through his actions.
6. A man of humility. Del never sought praise for himself. While he served faithfully, he also served humbly. He was an example to those of who remain behind.
7. A man who listens. A good friend of mine said, when you spoke with Del, you had his full attention. He had the gift of listening whole-heartedly. He paid respect to whoever he was in conversation with.
8. A man of surprises. When I started working at the church, Mr. Del was on the Counter Team along with Gerry, Emmette, Tim, and Danny. Shortly thereafter, Sherry joined the team. What a combination we all were. My office at the time was nothing but furniture and a door. However, every Sunday after the 11 a.m. service, a combination of us would gather in my office to count the money and post to the database. We had great times together telling stories, laughing, and watching things just grow. We would be in the middle of a conversation. Del would be quietly working, and then he would pop off with a little comment. Which, by the way, would throw all of into hysterical laughter. Which, in turn, would cause him to get so tickled his face would turn pink and he wouldn't be able to stop laughing. Sometimes, the old saying 'the good ole days' has meaning...
There are many more attributes of this man. While his mere presence and name commanded respect, he would not have desired the attention to be drawn unto himself. He would have preferred that the testimony of his faith in Jesus commanded the respect.
We will miss him and love him dearly. However, he is sitting with our Lord and Savior right now - pain free and cancer free. What better place could he be?
As I've entered the world of blogging, I've come to observe different types of bloggers. What type are you?
Just for fun bloggers post photos, keep family and friends updated on the light, fun and enjoyable side of life. I believe I am primarily a “just for fun” blogger because I am intensely private. However, I believe I am moving and progressing to opening up more and more…while not quite to the same level as the bleeding heart blogger.
Blogging is also a simple tool for family and friends to keep up with your daily life. Our lives sometimes seem to be spinning at warp speed. There hardly seems time to spend 15 minutes on the phone with a loved one. Running errands, working, taking care of our families, keeping up with our households - let alone doing anything for ourselves - are the priorities of the day. The simple life of hanging out on the porch with neighbors and friends seem to have gone by the way side. In my neighborhood, closed garage doors and front doors are the norm. While blogging doesn’t replace good old fashioned chitty chat, it does help to keep up with loved ones more frequently than a once a year Christmas letter.
Let me know what type or types of blogger you are OR if think of any other types of bloggers…I’m sure I’ve missed some.
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My memoir in six words. Pretty difficult and it may change over the coming days as I ponder what would I really want to be said about me. And do I live up to what I would want?
YOUR ROCK STAR NAME (first pet, current car)
Sandy Sorento
YOUR GANGSTA NAME (fave ice cream flavor, favorite type of shoe)
Strawberry Sandals
YOUR NATIVE AMERICAN NAME (favorite color, favorite animal)
Green Horse
YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME (middle name, city where you were born)
LeeAnn Nevada
YOUR STAR WARS NAME (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 of your first name)
Schsh
SUPERHERO NAME (2nd favorite color, favorite drink)
Red Water
NASCAR NAME (the first names of your grandfathers)
Roy James
STRIPPER NAME ( the name of your favorite perfume/cologne/scent,favorite candy)
Chanel Payday
TV WEATHER ANCHOR NAME (your 5th grade teacher’s last name, a major city that starts with the same letter)
Sissney Seattle
SPY NAME: (your favorite season/holiday, flower)
Summer Rose
CARTOON NAME: (favorite fruit, article of clothing you’re wearing rightnow)
Strawberry Sweats
HIPPIE NAME: (What you ate for breakfast, your favorite tree)
Biscuit Maple
Two years ago, I chained all my teeth together with braces. Metal mouth became I. My motto has been "pretty teeth." You see, I have had ugly teeth my whole life. Spaces here and there. Two teeth that never came again. I love genetic defects. Although, missing two teeth genetically speaking is far down the line of what is considered important and vital to life here on earth.
Once I got braces, I started noticing everyone's teeth. How beautiful, straight, white...and always comparing to my misaligned, spacious gaps in my mouth. Comparing is not always such a good thing to do. Fortunately, my comparing always led to a desire for pretty teeth rather than a jealousy or envy of the other person. My braces made me appreciate the beauty in teeth at a completely different level than before.
One of the first actions of my braces was to the bridge the great divide between my two front middle teeth. My ortho wired my teeth together, tied them together, looped them together, and all kinds of other things. Well, about a year and half after getting them on, I awoke one day to no gap in my front two teeth. I couldn't hardly believe it! I hadn't seen my mouth without a gap since early childhood.
Well closing the gap open up two gaps on either side of my two front teeth. I went from teeth like Lauren Hutton to teeth like a hillbilly. My teeth now appeared as if I had never been to a dentist. It's a good thing my mouth isn't very large as I don't think most people ever recognized the huge spaces in my mouth. I felt even more self-conscious than before. I would laugh with my hand over my mouth or close my lips when smiling.
Well today is a new day! My hillbilly teeth have been replaced with fake teeth! My ortho fitted me and locked two fake teeth in my braces. Fully bracketed and chained on, my mouth is completely full of teeth. I was shocked when I looked in the mirror. Amazing, a glimpse of what my teeth will be when the braces come off and my 'dental' implants are securely in place.
Below are some silly photos of my "before and after" fake teeth. My friend and I cackled as we took before photos. I think she about peed her pants laughing at my stupid facial expressions. The after photo was fun just for the sake of fun. I know my teeth aren't perfect yet, but they give me hope to continue the journey. So if you are blessed with beautiful teeth, say a word of praise and thanks! And if you are fortunate to have braces, say a word of thanks for an invention that can turn you from hillbilly to human.

Do you always know when you are getting a phone call you don't want to hear? I was in the middle of watching a movie late Saturday night when the phone rang. It was way past the normal time that my mother would be calling me, so I knew it had to be bad news. I wasn't prepared for the news - fearing the worst. Well, I finally summoned bravery enough to call her back. It was bad news indeed. My oldest brother has a son named Jordan who lives in Florida with his mom, Pam. The news was Pam's mother - Helen - had passed away on Friday April 4th. She had been battling cancer and now succumbed to this terrible disease. I remember Helen having stayed at her house in my early 20's. She was a lovely joyous lady who always made me feel welcome. It was like she never met a stranger. As I think about my nephew Jordan, I grieve for him as he wanders through the path of loss of a loved one. I am comforted to know she did love the Lord. Maybe one day that will comfort her closest family and friends.
On Sunday, I opened my e-mail to find one from a very dear old friend. The title had a name from my past that I hadn't heard in years - Carol. Carol was the best friend of my dear old friend. Carol had been feeling unwell for quite sometime. She too passed away on Friday April 4th from respiratory failure. I met Carol when I was a teenager. My friend and her painted ceramics every Tuesday evening. At one point, they invited me to join them. I felt honored - being 20 years their junior - to be included in their party. They talked to me like an adult, listed to what I had to say, and treated me like a friend. It was a great place of acceptance and love. Even though I haven't seen Carol in years, I will miss knowing she was here on earth. But as my dear friend said, it is better for Carol because she has been unwell for so long.
Times of death always make me think of fleeting life. No matter when it comes, it always seems to be here early. I find comfort knowing when people have loved the Lord. It provides me with peace and a different understanding into their death. It takes the edge off of the "earliness." While I will miss these people, heaven is far better than what we could ever imagine or dream. May they truly rest in the peace of our Lord.
Many of you know our friend, not just mine, Paul. He has been on my heart lately as he is preparing for a big change in his life. He will be coming home from Asia. I have been praying for his leadership while in country, the work he has been doing, his relationships, his re-entry into this amazing, but complex and very selfish materialistic culture called America...I am asking if you too would pray for him as well as the rest of our team returning. They are going to need an extra measure of grace and love from our Lord during this time of transition. Please reach out and encourage them.
Paul with our friend Gilberto at a Village Church staff Christmas party.
Paul and I on my 40th birthday. Denise and I offered "photo ops" all day long. What a great time!
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