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Create Your Own Punch List and Make Yourself Happy

February 24, 2014 by Amy 10 Comments

I was reminded of a strange phenomenon this weekend and I wondered if you’ve seen it too.

My sister is in the midst of selling her house here in town. She’s lived in her townhouse for, I don’t know, 10 years or something. She’s had a lot of work done to the house over those years—new carpet and new kitchen cabinets and what not. She’s been given a few punch list items from the realtor before she puts it on the market. She’s been working on them this past week to get them done—caulk the stairwell, pressure wash the porch, move a table from the hall to the living room.

One task she had to do is put some pictures in a collage frame she had in her bedroom. She’d hung the frame long ago but had never taken the time to put pictures in it. She filled it full of pictures of her dogs. She remarked to my mom, “Why didn’t I do that a long time ago, I could have enjoyed it all this time?”

She’s not the only punch-list bearing mover I’ve heard say something like that. Our friends were moving last fall and put a frame around their mirror in their bathroom. They remarked the same thing to us, “Why did we finally take the time to do that when we’re moving when we could have been enjoying it all this time?”

It’s a strange phenomenon, isn’t it? We are willing to live with the small stuff undone—for years—only to finally fix them for someone else.

I realize many times there are budget limitations. Sure, our hardwoods could probably be replaced at this point, but I don’t care to spend a few thousand dollars on it right now.

Sometimes there are time restrictions. I know mostly I’m just trying to keep up with the laundry and the blasted dust and dog hair lying on everything. Who has time for the non-urgent stuff?

Most of the time money and time stop us, but I’d bet there are things around our house we could stop and do if we’d only first think of it and second, actually do.

After thinking on this this weekend, my mom suggested I finally add some artwork to some frames in Emma’s room. They’ve been hanging in her room empty since we remodeled after the water leak last year. My plan was to create beautiful customized artwork, each frame spelling out a letter in her name. But I could never get around to it.

I batted around paying someone to paint four pieces of artwork, but I could never bring myself to pay for it. When Mom finally suggested I should put her artwork in it, I was all in.

It wasn’t exactly what I envisioned, but we sure could enjoy it in the meantime. It was so much better than IKEA’s standard insert hung neatly 4 times over. And really, I just love walking by and seeing her artwork in her room instead of mine.

Turns out it cost me zero dollars and 15 minutes.

While we’re in here, I don’t think I’ve shown you how her office space on the opposite wall evolved since finishing her crate bookcase.

She just loves her school clock (IKEA). And as you can see, I still have one more thing on my list in there—add a 4th frame. I actually bought it and primed the frame and then it rained on it outside while it was drying and I had to trash it.

You could consider acting as your own realtor even if you’re not moving. Go through each room and write down a punch list of things that need done. Here are a few of mine that I can think of off the top of my head:

Put shoe molding down in the kitchen
Finish the crown molding in the kitchen
Touch up the paint in the office
Glue down the threshold molding to the bathroom
Fix the weather stripping thingie in the shower
Put Emma’s toilet paper holder back up
Hang the picture in Emma’s bathroom
Pressure wash the front of the house
Pressure wash the picnic tables

As you can see, even these things will take very little money and very little time. I don’t know about you, but I just don’t think of these things when we have a few minutes of downtime. A written punch list would certainly help.

I guess my point in all this is we should do some of these little things for ourselves as we can instead of waiting until we move. Really, what sense does it make not to if budget and time allow? <- asking myself

Have you found this phenomenon to be true? Tell me—what are a few things off the top of your head you could do?

How Great is Your Love

February 21, 2014 by Amy 3 Comments

There’s a song we sing that goes something like “How Great is Your Love”. The more I ask God to show me how much he loves me, the more I believe I should have been singing “How Small is Your Love.” Not because it’s true, but because it’s what I believed: his love was small.

I look back and see all the fear and distrust and the walls and I wonder if I really believed he loved me at all. Because if I did, I would have leapt, I would have cried yes! If I truly believed his love was great, I’d be able to pray anything and truly want anything he’d give me. I’d know that no matter how he answered, he would prepare me, equip me, give me only what was good for me and even if it seemed bad or painful, he would work it all together for his good.

So I’m still praying, “God, show me how much you love me.” I don’t want to sing with my lips it’s great and believe in my heart it’s small. I want to sing with confidence, with conviction, “How Great is Your Love.” I want to know it because I’ve lived it.

This post is linked to Five Minute Friday: Small

How to Stick to the Envelope System {Without Cash}

February 19, 2014 by Amy 19 Comments

I’ve written a few times over the years about Dave Ramsey’s envelope system he suggests for budgeting. There is nothing more painful than handing over a wad of 20’s for your groceries. A frappuccino doesn’t seem so important when you have to hand over a $5 bill instead of swiping a a bar code on an app. It’s pretty amazing how you suddenly want to stay home so you don’t have to use that gas you emptied your envelope for. Cold hard cash will help you stick to a budget, no doubt.

I find there is nothing more burdensome than spending money you don’t have and nothing more freeing than sticking to your budget.

However, we are terrible with cash. We found it difficult to manage between two people. We often forgot our envelopes when we went somewhere and didn’t know how much to spend. Dealing with change at the end of the week was a pain. When we misplaced $100 cash, that was our breaking point.

We started managing the entire budget through a spreadsheet and monitoring spending in mint.com (post). I love mint.com, but really, it’s so easy to go right over your budget.

So, for months and months we’d figure out our budget and then watch those red lines in mint.com start showing up and then do absolutely nothing about it. I always said mint.com was really good at helping me see our budget go in the red. Red lines everywhere!

However, I think we’ve found a secret that keeps us on budget using the envelope system without cash.

I’ve mentioned since the beginning of the year that we’ve gotten back on track financially. We’ve managed to stick to our budget using the envelope system and not get a single dollar out of the ATM. Want to hear our secret?

Play money.

Seriously.

I’ve been shocked with how well this works. We’ve stayed on budget, it requires zero cash and we haven’t used our credit cards.

So here’s how it works.

1 – I create a zero-based budget using a spreadsheet. I do it a month at a time and then refine every two weeks since that’s how often we both get paid. I know where every dollar is supposed to go before we even get paid (thank you, Dave Ramsey).

2 – Then, instead of getting cash, we printed this free educational printable money and cut it out so it looked like real cash. The kids thought this was the best thing ever. We use envelopes for our variable expenses like groceries, clothing, restaurants and blow money.

3 – We use our debit card for those purchases and every day I check our account for purchases and take the money out of the envelope as we spend it.

4 – For bills that are automated, I just check off on my spreadsheet that they’ve been paid as expected.

How does this help?

Even though it’s play money and seems like a lot of double work, there is something about seeing and feeling even the fake money that registers in my brain how much I can spend. It’s a built-in accountability system that the online tool just doesn’t provide. Scott doesn’t check anything online at all so having the box of envelopes in person in front of both of us keeps it at the forefront of both our minds.

And—if a bill gets lost, it doesn’t matter!

Also, we’ve been able to get our kids involved in budgeting. We don’t share the entire budget with them, but we get them to help fill each envelope every two weeks. They even know to ask if we have money in our budget to do something.

For example, we started a special entertainment bucket so we could have family events each month and it’s actually made it more special limiting it to one event per month. It’s taken the guilt from us for spending the money, we all have a good time trying to stay on budget and for some reason it’s much easier for the kids to process that there’s no money left in the envelope than us saying, “No, you can’t have that.”

We’ve only been doing this for about 2 months, but I’ve been so excited how well it’s working.

Perhaps if the envelope system hasn’t worked for you in the past, some fun play money just might be the trick!

Update:

I’ve uploaded our personalized budget template (based off Dave Ramsey’s) for anyone that would like to see it .

I print the second tab every two weeks and keep it on my desk. I use that in conjunction with Mint and the envelopes to stay on track.

https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B6KcRo_9sTric0VyNGpxMWRtUG8/edit?usp=sharing

The ones that are marked in yellow are the ones we have envelopes for and the ones in blue are the ones that get transferred out to a savings account for later use.

This post is linked to Works for Me Wednesday.

Four Words for Christian Parents: Under Your Own Roof

February 17, 2014 by Amy 6 Comments

Good Monday morning, friends. I don’t know about you, but in a lot of ways I feel like last week was a long dark, black tunnel. After being snowed in with the snow storm and working to process terrible news last week, it’s like we lived in some extended world for a little and just this morning I’m feeling like we’re coming back. Much of it still lingers, but I do feel a path is open to move on.

One phrase has followed me since IF:Gathering weekend and I’m feeling like it’s the phrase God has for me right now. Just four words: under your own roof.

Jen Hatmaker first spoke these words in her IF:Gathering talk. She spoke about communion in Luke 22 and how the phrase “do this in remembrance of me” actually translates to meaning “constantly make this real.” It means just as Christ was broken and poured out for us, we are now to be the ones constantly being broken and poured out for others. She said, “the world is looking for someone constantly making it real.” For her, she found God leading her to the forgotten and neglected in her homeless community in Texas. She suggested, though, that we might need to start with those under our own roof. Are we constantly serving and making Christ real to our spouse and children?

That phrase stuck with me and during our small group time at IF, I shared with my friends that many times God has asked me why I am so willing to spend many hours to research, read, think and write for you guys here and yet, I am not often willing to put in such work for two little girls that he’s entrusted me with for only a few more years.

Just yesterday when I was writing in my journal, I was feeling frustrated that I feel the call to be more intentional with my girls but I am having a hard time connecting. Don’t get me wrong, we play games together and cook together and read together and talk at bedtime every night, but being super intentional with their spiritual lives isn’t coming easy.

Our pastor yesterday again talked yesterday about what it meant to be a disciple and how we are to go and make disciples. But how many times, the pressing work that needs done is to make disciples of those under our own roof.

I don’t mean to say that we’re to shut out the world and do no ministry outside of our homes. In fact, how will our children learn to serve if we are not serving? But I do think sometimes we are neglecting what is right in front of us as parents and unwilling to call that ministry too.

If there is one thing I want for my children it is to love the Lord. It is not so that they are perfect in life, but so when they are not perfect, they have a hope. I want them to make wise choices and love the Lord with all their heart and when they screw up, that they quickly know their sin and turn from it. I hope they find joy and purpose in Christ.

But here’s the thing. I don’t think this happens by accident. I don’t think we can sit idly by and hope they figure all that religion stuff out on their own.

1 Timothy 6:11 says we are to pursue righteousness, godliness, faith, love, endurance and gentleness. Fight the good fight of faith. Our faith is a fight. It doesn’t just happen. We are to be on the offensive and pursuing what is good. We have to not just teach our kids that, but model it. Are we pursuing our own faith? Are we pursuing godliness in our children?

Many times we are leaving it up to bedtime prayers and if we’re part of the small percentage that actually go, to our local children’s church pastors. I don’t say that with condemnation to anyone but myself.

I realize much of our morals and beliefs and habits are passed down just by living life. But I think there’s something missing when we’re not constantly, intentionally striving to build our children’s faith right in the home. Part of that will be to take them to the local church, but it cannot be all of it. Part of that will be to say nightly prayers, but it cannot be all of it.

If I think back to my childhood there are many things that came together to build my faith:

I was always able to ask questions about faith.
Prayer was central to life. I listened to my mom pray on the phone, she prayed over me when I was scared, she prayed for me.
My mom always was speaking about what the Bible said about any situation.
My mom was always listening to sermons outside of Sunday morning.
My parents read books to grow in their Christian walk.
They played Christian music around the house and in the car and encouraged us as teenagers to do the same.
They encouraged and sometimes forced our own quiet devotional times as we got older.
They were picky about the friends I surrounded myself with.
They took me faithfully to the local church—even when we didn’t want to go.
We were forced outside to play and we traveled, giving us an appreciation for nature and God’s creation.
They encouraged our gifts and talents and I watched them use their own gifts to serve others.

My parents aren’t the golden standard, but when I look back, I do see that a lot of it is starts with us as parents. We must be constantly making it real for ourselves and then boldly encouraging—and sometimes forcing–our children to do the same.

When you look in Scripture, it says that Scripture itself is useful for this. 2 Timothy 3:16 All Scripture is God-breathed and is useful for teaching, rebuking, correcting and training in righteousness, so that the man of God may be thoroughly equipped for every good work.

I think, though, that it’s intimidating and confusing on how to make Scripture part of their young lives. Do we just read? Do we memorize? Do we write it out? Do I have to make crafts? What do we do??

I’d love to hear either what you are doing as a parent to make disciples of your children or what your parents did that helped you.

Show Me How You Love Me: A Valentine’s Day Prayer

February 14, 2014 by Amy 6 Comments

I’m writing this in the morning hours of Valentine’s Day. It’s already unlike any that I’ve had. We’ve been snowed in for three days and so my procrastinating self doesn’t have any presents and candy wrapped for the girls. Don’t tell Scott but I saw that he bought me flowers on our credit card and I doubt they’ll get delivered due to the snow. We haven’t made any reservations to go out because I’m not quite sure we can make it out. But, let me say, I’ve never felt more loved and secure than I do today.

Our marriage has been through some hard times. I know what it’s like to do the Valentine’s Day stuff because it’s expected. To have a love for each other as people, but not a love and excitement to celebrate being together. It is only through God’s faithfulness to me to show me his love and my husband’s forgiveness that we aren’t still in shambles.

I’ve spent much of my life like that with God. Knowing in my head that he loves me, but not truly believing it. I did things because they were the right things to do. And sometimes, yes, that’s what obedience calls for. But, there is freedom when you begin to really believe and live like God loves you.

When you live like God loves you, you become generous because God has been generous with you.

You let go of pleasing people because you know of one that delights and sings over you.

You can believe you’re beautiful because you are workmanship of God.

You become content with what you have because you see it all as a gift.

You don’t have to worry because you know He works all things together for your good.

You don’t have to be jealous because you know he gives you what you need when you need.

You can forgive because he first forgave you.

You can let go of your past because he’ll use it for your future.

I know those statements to be true because those are the exact things God has brought me through over the last 20 years. This year, he’s been showing me it’s love that’s made the difference. He’s been chipping away at my heart with his love, pursuing me in faithfulness.

And that’s the freedom I hope others have. You don’t have to be a people-pleasing, worried, jealous, angry, bitter, self-loathing person. Because that’s who I’d be without Christ.

I’ve asked God this year to simply “show me how you love me.” Because we know it in our head, but we need to believe it in our hearts. I believe the more we see him loving us, the more we can live in His freedom.

He’s shown me in sunrises, in song lyrics, in our finances, in my writing, in prayers, in people. It’s truly life-changing when you start believing—for real—that God loves you.

So, if you’re reading this, take this as a first sign that God is trying to tell you he loves you. Take that and then pray, “show me how you love me.” What a perfect day for Him to start.

Happy Valentine’s Day, friends. I love you, too.

In Which She Knew the Driver

February 12, 2014 by Amy 25 Comments

I post this with much fear and trepidation and with as much respect to the families involved as I can possibly muster. Our hearts are with you.

Monday evening I was driving home from work in the rain. With the impending snowstorm, I knew the drive would not be a short one. After an hour of driving, I was nearly home, just an exit off of the interstate and a few miles and I was there. I decided to go an alternate route and head down the Interstate one more exit to avoid traffic in town and come to my house from the South side. Traffic grinded to a halt and my short cut apparently was cut short by an accident in the next town which was backing up traffic all the way up the Interstate.

Later, I heard the grumbling on Facebook about a fatal accident involving a drunk driver on one of the main roads. I didn’t think much of it. The next morning, though, I yelled at my screen when I saw the article announcing that the drunk driver was someone I knew.

Casie, the article said, had a blood alcohol level over the legal limit and rear-ended a vehicle, killing a young 22 old mother named Kristen Knight.

I cannot wrap my head around the devastation on either side. Like, I have been sick on my stomach thinking about it since I heard. As I type, it is 2 in the morning and I cannot sleep because it is heavy on my mind.

Listen, I have very little tolerance for drunk driving. It is something my family talks about often. Our kids, at a very early age, understood what drunk driving was and understood what devastation it could bring. Drunk driving is not just a mistake, it is a choice. We pay our bills with that belief.

And then Monday comes and Casie is the one making that choice. And while I in no way condone her decision, I can tell you that’s not the Casie I knew. Casie was one of the sweetest students in my graduating class. We weren’t extremely close, but I remember her to be a gentle spirit with a smile on her face. She was active in school and voted best looking in our Senior Superlatives. She had a supportive mother and by all accounts, I knew her to be a believer.

But somewhere, something must have gone terribly wrong. The facts state she had another DUI charge in 2008, so perhaps it’s been going wrong for a long time.

And I can’t help but think of my emotional affair and so many bad choices I made. Sin that entangles us does that to us. Our souls get enslaved and we say yes to our master without counting the consequences.

Oh, the consequences this time. Two mothers. One whose life was taken too early and another ruined.

To Casie I want to tell you that I have no stones to throw. I will be the first to set mine down, understanding that I am simply lucky my bad decisions haven’t yet had such devastating consequences. Redemption is available through Jesus Christ our Lord. He still has plans for you. He still loves you. He still forgives you. The crowd may not, but God says nothing—nothing—can separate his love from you. You may have gotten busted on Monday but I think you were busted up long before then. Use this opportunity to draw close to Him and let him heal those parts of you. He can give a new heart and a new zeal and fill all of those places you’ve been trying to fill. People are crying for you to rot, but God is crying to let Him redeem.

To the family of Kristen I would say a million apologies. Our family has lost loved ones due to drunk driving and it will turn a life inside out. It is absolutely terrible what has happened. I would beg of you, though, to work towards forgiveness of Casie. She might be the one sitting behind bars where she rightly deserves to be, but if you do not let grace and forgiveness take over, it will be your own souls barred, tortured and enslaved by bitterness. And it’s no way to live. No way. Do it not for her, but for you. Why do you forgive someone like Casie? Because God first forgave you. If his mercy is big enough and good enough to cast all of your sin as far as the east is from the west, then it has to be big enough for Casie’s too.

To others reading, I have on my heart two things we can do.

First, for Kristen’s family, a fund has been set up to take care of their expenses. Donate what you can and let’s rally around this family and help them in their time of trouble. Let’s show a world who York County really is because I know it to be full of compassionate, loving, Southern souls who know how to take care of each other.

Second, reach out to Casie and her family. I’m trying to get more info on how, but she has a long, terrible road ahead of her and is going to need support from wherever she can get it.

And finally, I hate to sound trite but we have to take a look at this and remind ourselves we are all only a decision away from altering so many lives. If it can happen to Casie and Kristen, it can happen to us. Let’s keep our roads in York County safe–please do not drink and drive. If you ever EVER need a ride anywhere, Scott and I will drive you, no questions asked.

I am praying for peace for all of us. That God would rain down a spirit of grace in our region and give us the ability to forgive and that it would remind us how desperately we all need a Savior every single day.

Update

Letters can be mailed to:

Casie Terrell Cunningham
Inmate #: 48763A
York County Detention Center
1675-3A York Hwy
York, SC 29745

IF:Gathering: A Call to Belief and Freedom

February 11, 2014 by Amy 8 Comments

If last week was a week of doubt, of questioning, then this week is one of faith. I don’t consider it at all an accident that just days before IF:Gathering, every question was rising in my head. I don’t consider it at all an accident that for two weeks before IF:Gathering I was beginning to feel anxious heart palpitations and a tightening in my stomach. No, I believe the enemy had sent an assignment of doubt to kill my faith. I believe my logical, sinful self tried to take over and make me doubt what I’ve always believed: Jesus Christ is who he says he is. He did what he said he did. He loves us like he says he loves us.

Words fail me for what God did in my heart this weekend. I gathered with a handful of friends whom I love dearly and we sang and we listened and we got real about our doubts and our hang-ups. We spoke truth and encouragement to one another. Something in me said this is how it’s supposed to be.

IFflowers

Right from the beginning, Jennie Allen reminded us revival starts when we repent and believe. Believing is hard but that’s what our cloud of witnesses are for. We’re not alone in this. There are others both around me now and in the Bible that say yes, God really is who he says he is.

Christine Caine reminded us that what should have taken 11 days for the Israelites to get to the promised land took 40 years because of fear, doubt, murmuring, unbelief and complaining. We can be delivered from our slavery but be kept from our freedom because of fear and doubt. It is time for our generation to have our own cutting away of sin so God can do a new thing. We have to believe the truth of God’s word over the facts. The Bible says if you abide in my word then you shall know the truth and the truth will set you free. We must be a people that immerses ourselves in the truth. And, I love this part, she says we believe crazy stuff at the cross, we may as well embrace all the crazy.

Ann Voskamp reminded us that we must put down the comparison stick. My life and calling are not going to look like my friend’s.

Rebekah Lyons taught that the anxiety we feel is because of unfulfilled responsibility. We know God has called us to something and we’re not doing it. There were two very specific things I’d been struggling with doing for months. MONTHS. And I was letting fear and doubt stop me. I cared more of what others thought than what He thought. She reminded us that “we’re it.” We are God’s church sent to be his mouthpiece. There is no one else to share about him. We are the salt and light of the earth and we must live boldly.

Jen Hatmaker reminded us that we must stop treating our world like our enemies. The world is looking for someone that is constantly making their belief real. She asks who is the forgotten and neglected around us that we need to go along side to serve? We don’t have to do everything but we do have to play our one note.

So many more speakers shared truth. I wrote pages and pages of notes.

So, let me tell you what this boiled down to for me:

I must stop doubting and believe. I need to get back my childlike faith and take him at his word. I can have a confidence and boldness to share those beliefs.

My anxiety was an unfulfilled responsibility. God is calling me to some things and it’s not a big, gray dreamy calling. Sometimes, it’s things like take a plate of cookies to the new neighbor. Make some breakfast casserole for your friends. We can find these out like manna every day. He is a light to our path and he will give us just what we need as we go.

A local gathering of women is powerful and effective. It is time for us to stop caring what each other think and start caring about and for each other. I am more convinced and convicted than ever that God is using women to reach the lost. We have been silenced and neglected and abused for years (I speak of the church at large) and I believe God is redeeming us, graciously using us to bring people to Him.

My battle cry here for years has been to grow, grow, grow. I wanted to do more and know more and be used more and wanted others to do the same. I’m afraid I’ve gotten it all wrong. My heart’s desire, and what God has been trying to show to me (remember the feather at Allume?) this whole time is I want people to be free, free, free.

We don’t have to be anxious or depressed, unsure of our future, trusting no one and believing no one really loves us. We have a great and mighty Savior who we can believe, without doubt. One who will provide everything we need when we need it.

He says all who are weary come to Him, his burden is light.

Friends, I am praying that God has given me a new heart of belief that lasts—that this faith he so graciously poured out through his spirit this weekend will not be dampened again by fear and doubt. And get ready because I’m praying a double portion for all of you.

Confusion and Confidence After the Creation Debate

February 6, 2014 by Amy 8 Comments

So, maybe you heard there was a debate on Tuesday night? Bill Nye the Science Guy and Ken Ham from Answers in Genesis squared off over whether creationism is a viable model of origins.

I listened to most of the debate, only trailing off somewhere in the Q&A. By Wednesday morning, I was confused as ever and had to send S.O.S. emails to a few friends with my doubts. They are awesome, no doubt, and pulled me back. I was feeling very alone in my doubts and I’m guessing some of you are too. I thought it might be worth sharing a few things I was pondering and a few truths of which they reminded me.

I was raised in a conservative Christian home in the South and attended public school. I always believed in the literal 6-day creation, but because of my schooling, believed the earth to be an old earth. I didn’t even realize there was another option. Evolution theory was something to be wary of, at best, in school.

When I was in college (maybe?), I attended a homeschooling event with a few families from church. Ken Ham was the keynote. At the time, I had no clue who he was. I heard him discuss much of what you heard on Tuesday night, particularly around the age of the earth, and many other theories which were not discussed in detail on Tuesday.

I was skeptical. Our earth a few thousand years old? I was as conservative as they came, but I had a hard time imagining it.

Years went by and truly, I didn’t think much about it. In my head it was sort of like eh, the earth is old and does it really matter whether it’s millions or thousands? I didn’t care much. I was too busy graduating, getting married and having babies. Not to say that people doing any of those things don’t have time to care, I just didn’t.

Tuesday night’s debate brought so much of that keynote back to memory. I’m almost two decades older with kids of my own to teach. This time, I care. To my surprise, there was a scientist on a stage with Ken Ham that seemed to be making valid points.

The fossil record in the Grand Canyon? Well, yeah, it does seem like layers made through millions of years supporting evolution.

Noah’s Ark? Well, yeah, now that you point it out, it is suspect that it all happened like the Bible says so.

Millions of species being created in just 4,000 years? That IS a lot.

Ken Ham, while extremely calm and likable, just seemed to say because the Bible said so and that’s why. While I’m a conservative Christian that believes wholeheartedly in the Bible, even I was having hard time reasoning. I wanted Ham to make some valid scientific points. Without that, I began questioning everything.

First, I needed to remind myself no matter what, I know God is real. I have a relationship with Him. He talks to me through his Spirit. I don’t have physical proof of this, but my soul knows it well. This faith is a gift from God.

It is reasonable to me that there is intelligent design. I cannot believe that this world is all a lucky happenstance. I just can’t.

I believe that the God that talks to me is the same that created the world.

The fact that I came to believe him by way of the Gospel through the Bible leads me to believe that indeed, the Bible is true. There are many other reasons to believe it’s true, but I won’t go into it here.

So, based on what I’ve experienced of him, what he says about himself and reason, I conclude God created the world.

The rest of my questions are answered by either an act of faith, revelation or scientific explanation that jives with the belief God created the world out of nothing.

Here are some excerpts from Ken Ham’s site AnswersinGenesis.org that were of particular interest:

On the fossil record in the Grand Canyon: A walk through Grand Canyon, then, is not like a walk through evolutionary time; instead, it’s like a walk from the bottom of the ocean, across the tidal zone, over the shore, across the lowlands, and into the upland regions. Several lines of evidence seem to favor this ecological view. How Fast

On the viability of the Noah’s Ark and the flood: The Bible, though, is the true history book of the universe, and in that light, the most-asked questions about the Ark and Flood of Noah can be answered with authority and confidence. Was There Really a Noah’s Ark & Flood?

On dating methods: All radiometric dating methods are based on assumptions about events that happened in the past. If the assumptions are accepted as true (as is typically done in the evolutionary dating processes), results can be biased toward a desired age. In the reported ages given in textbooks and other journals, these evolutionary assumptions have not been questioned, while results inconsistent with long ages have been censored. When the assumptions were evaluated and shown faulty, the results supported the biblical account of a global Flood and young earth. Christians should not be afraid of radiometric dating methods. Carbon-14 dating is really the friend of Christians, and it supports a young earth. Doesn’t Carbon-14 Dating Disprove the Bible?

I’ve often thought about creation and the supposed “big bang.” While I don’t believe the Big Bang Theory to explain our origins, I do believe it’s certainly possibly there was a big bang of some sort when God created the universe. Seems reasonable that speaking the universe into creation could do that, yes?

Am I suggesting all of Ken Ham’s theories to be the ultimate truth? Certainly not. Am I even sure about a young earth? No.

But, my friends reminded me, and I do believe that science can, should and will align with what God says is true. The thing that bothers me most is we were, and are, taught the evolution theory as if it’s the absolute truth when it’s absolutely not. We can explore other theories—they’re out there, but no one teaches what they are.

What I know for sure is that God is our creator and one day it will all make sense. I just needed a reminder I don’t need that day to be today. I can rest in what I do know is true and have faith that one day, the rest will be revealed. Is that a weak stance? Perhaps to some. But to me, I’m accepting it as a gift of great faith from our Creator.

This post is offered simply with encouragement to other Christians. I really don’t want anyone else feeling so alone and confused like I was and you should know there are resources out there. If nothing else, I hope some of you can hear “me too.”

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I’m keeping comments opened, but I’m monitoring comments on this one. That said, I would love to hear your thoughts about the debate or your theories in general.