Saturday, July 28, 2012

5 minute Friday...on Saturday.

The word for this week's 5 minute Friday is....Beyond.

Here's my 5 minutes of unscripted free writing:

Cytochrome p450....

I remember sitting in my first grad class at Duke hearing about the cytochrome P450 system and
Was. Completely. Amazed.

Amazed by science yes, but more amazed by God.

The cytochrome p450 system is the enzymatic system that breaks down chemicals in our body. This is VERY important in medicine.  There are many different processes that although happen on such a microscopic scale has the potential for HUGE consequences.

For example, you know how you hear about not drinking grapefruit juice when taking certain medicines?  The reason is that grapefruit juice is a CYP34A (an enzyme in the larger CYP450 system) inhibitor.  What does this mean?  It means that it changes the way the drug is processed and that more of it will become available.  The old principle "if a  little is good a lot would be better" does not work here.  If you swallow your cholesterol medicine (statin drug) with grapefruit juice you run the risk of rhabdomyolysis (muscle breakdown).  Too much of the drug in your body does not mean that it will make your cholesterol even lower.

 God gave each one of us our very own intricate system.  The basics of the system works the same yet just a little differently in every human being.  (think pharmacogenomics and implications of this!)

Only God could think this big on such a small scale.  WOW! It is beyond me how He created such mini-universes in every individual person.  As advanced as medicine is we still don't have the human body figured out.


Sunday, July 22, 2012

More Than Enough

Today during church we sang More Than Amazing and the line "You're more than enough" struck a chord in my soul.

I love it when God gently reminds us of what we forget to be true.


Friday, July 20, 2012

5 minute Friday

Linking up with Lisa Jo for 5 minutes of free writing!

Word prompt: Enough

Enough.  This has been my code word for my daughter since she was ending her toddler years.  It is the word I say when she keeps asking for more....and more....and more.  From the simple turning a play date into a sleep over to the "I want this, and this and this AND that" when we are shopping.

Enough.  Be happy with Enough.  Don't keep looking for more.  Be content with Enough.

It didn't take me long to realize I suffer from the same malady.  Discontentedness.  As I went through a litany of prayer requests one day I heard God's voice whisper...."Enough, my child, Enough.  You have everything you need to be content.  Stop seeking.  Rest in me.  Rest in the Enough I've given you."

I am still learning that I don't need more to feel joy.  Joy is here, in the more than Enough I've been given.  It is a matter of seeing the blessings in everyday which greatly outweigh any perceived lacks.  Culture tells us we need more....God tells us to be content with what He has given us.

Amazing how God speaks through our children.  I may look like an adult but my heart is still a child's heart.

There are times when I look into my daughter's eyes I see my own reflection...gazing back at me saying "Enough."


Wednesday, July 18, 2012

The Other Side of the Circle

Well, we are moved in.... a whole 20 minutes away from our home on the other side of the traffic circle!  Ha.  That's how the 2 quaint Southern towns are divided....the traffic circle.  Both sides of the traffic circle are good, just different. Life sort of revolves (no pun intended) around this circle.  We will likely be on this side of the traffic circle for 2 years, after that we have no idea.

This is our new front door...from red to black.  Obviously I have some curb appeal to work on but that will come with time.   Thanks to friends unpacking the bulk of the house I have been able to focus on slowly unpacking "stuff" and continuing to purge and organize.

We were blessed with a ton of help so the kitchen and living areas were unpacked and set up in less than 24 hours.  The kitchen was actually unpacked about 2 hours after getting the keys to the house thanks to such amazing friends!  (I didn't have to cook for a week though thanks to meals that were brought in.)  Our home on the other side of the circle was cleaned from tip to stern, laundry was done, my parents' ashes never had to be boxed (and potentially lost) thanks to a friend who let them hang out at her house for 2 weeks :o), dry cleaning was dropped off, trips were made to name it and it was done.  God certainly overwhelmed us by His abundance.

Now comes the "making this house a home" and figuring out the new rhythm of life on the other side of the circle. Exciting times I tell you, exciting times!


Sunday, July 1, 2012

A Box with a Vision

As we start packing up to move an interesting point of contention has arisen between hubs and I.  He wants all the boxes marked with their destination.  I have been marking all the boxes with where they have come from.

Hubs to me, "I have no idea where to put these.  I don't care what room the contents came from in this house.  I need to know where to put it in the new house."

Me to hubs, "...but I need to know where it came from so I will know what is in the box.  Then I will figure out where to put it."

Hubs to me, "It doesn't matter where it came from, what matters is where it is going to!" (Mrs. Clendenin would cringe at ending a sentence with a preposition but my hubs doesn't care and I think he said it well, plus he never knew Mrs. Clendenin.)

All day I have pondered that.  I don't think hubs even realized what a great theological point he made.  How much have I focused on where I came from in my spiritual walk?  Maybe too much.  I believe it is important to know where we come from, no doubt about it, BUT...we also need to know where we're going to.

God calls us to live life from an eternal perspective.  It is about so much more than just the here and now...or the then and gone for that matter.  I don't want to be a box of the past rather than a box to take before the throne.  If I'm more focused on where I came from rather than where I'm going to, how can I ever see life any differently?

I want to see life through eternal eyes, not my weak worldly eyes.  Heaven is where I'm going to, no matter where I've come from. When I stand before God, I want my box to be one He is pleased to open.