Mustard Seed {Over at SheLovesMagazine}

by Laura on January 26, 2012

If my spiritual life were a dashboard in a flight cockpit, I’m pretty sure the red lights screaming danger, crash-and-burn-imminent! would be angrily blinking.

Because my faith has taken a beating this year, a battering. . .

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But, here’s the thing I am {re}learning about this God I started following 25 years ago. He doesn’t ask for mountainous faith, doesn’t demand on-fire-perfection.

Instead, he asks for mustard seeds. And five loaves. And water in jugs where the wine’s already run out.

And from me? From me, he asks for a getting- up. An invitation for the thaw. A lifting of this mustard seed faith of mine.

Case in point. My husband needed to travel to Bangkok from our home in Thailand in January. He had lined up several meetings that were crucial to our work here in Asia, and he felt like it was a trip God was asking him to step out in faith for–even though we didn’t have the money to buy the plane tickets or the funds for a hotel or a traveling partner to go with him. . . .

Continue reading about Matt’s trip this weekend over at the lovely SheLovesMagazine, where I am excited to be guest posting today.

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8 Reasons You Should Never Become a Missionary

by Laura on January 24, 2012

1. Don’t Become a Missionary if You Think You Are Going to Change the World. First, high expectations doom to disappoint, but, also, maybe your desire to change the world is trumping your desire to serve. Ask yourself if you would be happy moving overseas to a much harsher environment in order to quietly help a local, while getting no recognition and seeing no fruit in the process.  If you can answer honestly yes, then maybe you’re still in the running. {Don’t worry, we thought we would’ve answered yes, but found out that we really had some unhealthy saviour-complexes to begin with. You can read about that here: On Living a Good Story and Not Trying So Hard and The Guy in the Orange Shirt .}

2. Don’t Become a Missionary to Make Yourself Better. My first mission trip was as a middle schooler to Jamaica. I’m not really sure how much good we actually did, but I do remember one of the missionaries we worked with. His name was Craig, and he had some of the biggest glasses I’d ever seen. And the dude talked to everybody about Jesus. Everyone– the pot-smoking Rastafarian in the line, the tourists at the store, the check-out guy at the food stand. And I remember turning one time to another missionary who worked with him and asked what made him so “good” at evangelizing.  The older missionary said, “Craig?  Oh, he didn’t come to Jamaica and become like that. He was already like that in the States.”

And I think Craig with the big glasses dispels the lie that if you move overseas, then you will magically become a superhero Christian. Um, false. What you are here, you’ll be there. And while it’s true that the change of environment can spark growth, it doesn’t mean you’ll go from luke-warm average Christian to Rob-Bell-Cool-On-Fire-Mother-Theresa just because you suddenly find yourself on another continent. Pretty sure it doesn’t work that way.

3. Don’t Become a Missionary if You Think You Have the Answers and the Nationals Don’t. Westerners have clunky shoes.  This is just true. We are loud and obnoxious and, good Lord, arrogant. Our DNA has us descending on other cultures and dictating ways they can “fix” themselves, while throwing money at their problems. I think I’ve learned that every good missionary LISTENS, first. And listens, a lot. {Don’t worry, I suck at this still. You can read about that here, Rich Guy with the Crappy Car or Quiet Heroes.}

4. Don’t Become a Missionary if You Can’t Hack Transition. We’ve been overseas now for less than two years, and we have moved houses three times, taken two major trips, and have gotten close to and then had to say goodbye to over 15 good family friends. People come and go on the mission field. Terms are up and governments change the visa laws. You find a deal on a house or the house you are in has rats. When you sign up for missions, like it or not, realize it or not, you are signing up for a transient lifestyle. {On Moving House, Like A Lot and New Girl both speak to this reality.}

5. Don’t Become a Missionary if You Think You Are Really Pretty Great, Spiritually-Speaking. There’s nothing like moving to a foreign country to reveal all the crap that’s in your heart.  Seriously. I have cussed more, cried more, been more angry, had less faith, been more cynical and, generally speaking, have become in many ways a worser person during my last two years of serving in Asia. Call it culture-shock if you will, but I tend to think the stress of an overseas move thrusts the junk that was conveniently- covered before out into the blazing-hot-open.

6. Don’t Become a Missionary if You Think Living on Support is Cake. It might look easy, but it is most definitely not– this monthly process of holding your breath and praying that you get a full paycheck , while knowing that even that paycheck is based on the kindness of your parents or your friends or the lady you know hardly has two pennies to rub together anyway. And then, when you do have a little money, you stress about how you should spend it —  Should I treat myself to a coffee? Do the kids really need to go to the pool today? Should I buy the more reliable scooter or the used one that will {probably?} be just fine?

And then, and then, shudder, there’s that awkward process of asking for it in the first place and feeling like you are annoying-the-heck out of the same people, who happen to be the only people you know  — like that pushy lady selling Tupperware down the street.

The whole thing might be great for your faith, but it can sure be a killer on your . . .  heart, finances, sense of self-worth, savings, relationships, budget, fun, and freedom.

7. Don’t Become a Missionary if You Aren’t Willing to Change. Flexibility is more important than I ever thought it would be in an overseas life. So is humility, actually. Unfortunately, neither of these qualities is naturally at the top of my Character-I.Q. However, I have learned that the more determined you are to stick to your original plan– regarding ministry or living situation or friendships or organizations or personal growth– the more painful it is when that plan changes, and change it most definitely will. It’s the ones who humbly hold things loosely that I think can go the distance with far less collateral damage.

8. Don’t Become a Missionary to Find Cool Friends. Now, I’m not saying you won’t find amazing friends– maybe the best in your life– but there is no denying that the mission field can draw some pretty odd ducks. {Of which, I, of course, am not one. See #7 regarding my natural humility.} Don’t be surprised, though, if you find yourself in a church service with ladies wearing clothes from the 80′s singing praise songs from your middle-school years like Awesome God, but without even the drums. Don’t be surprised, too, if your social interactions are awkward at best with many of your fellow mission-souls. Living out the in jungles for twenty years might do wonders for your character and strength and important things, like, oh, the translation of the Bible into another language, but it can sure do a number on a person’s ability to shoot the breeze in a church lobby somewhere.

But, there, again, maybe there’s a necessary shifting that has to happen to your definition of cool, anyway.

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Praying in Color {Using Art to Pray}

by Laura on January 21, 2012

Admittedly, I am a crappy pray-er.  I have the attention span of a cocker-spaniel whose owners are having a dinnerparty, and the result of my distraction is that my prayer life is sporadic, hurried, and fuzzy, at best.

Last week, though, I learned about a new tool to use in prayer that has really helped this cocker-spaniel-soul of mine. It’s called Praying in Color, and it uses the visual arts to help focus your spirit.  I learned it at a ladies group I went to recently, and I found it worked great with my kids this week, too. I thought I would share the idea– you know, on the off-chance that there’s someone else who’s prayer life is less than stellar.

For more information and examples of using art to focus your prayer life, visit Sybil MacBeth’s site, Praying in Color,  where she has examples and book information on this method of prayer.

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Am I the only one who struggles to pray? What have you found that works in your life?  

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a Question of Play

by Laura on January 20, 2012

I homeschool my kids. I see them from 6:30 in the morning until about 8:30 in the evening, with the exception of an hour-and-a-half lesson in taekwondo a few times a week or the occasional playdate. We don’t have family close by to watch the kids for the weekend, and we live in Asia where life is just, well, slower. To say that we have a quantity of family time is an understatement. And yet, and yet, when I ask myself the following question, it still tends to stump me most days,

When is the last time I really played with my kids? And why does that seem so dag-gum hard sometimes?

Because my kids don’t really care if I am super tired, nor are they that interested in the email I feel like I just have to finish in the next five minutes. They aren’t interested in a swept floor or an organized sock drawer or clothes that match perfectly. And they sure as heck don’t give a rip about what’s going on with my highschool friend’s new puppy according to her facebook wall.

I think, maybe mostly, they just want, me.

Fully present. Caring about the things they care about. . .

Be that a Lego car or a stuffed animal hospital or a blanket that got lost again.

Interested in the things that catch their attention . . . 

Be it how many three-pointers-in-a-row are possible from the grass or the invention of a cat elevator– involving a laundry basket, a balcony, 2 dog leashes and a broken jump rope.

The cat’s gotta get downstairs somehow, after all.

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So the number one comment I read last week asked for more writings, images, and videos of our daily life here in Thailand. I’ve done videos of the local market where most people shop, the process of riding local transportation, my daughter eating worms, my husband making chopsticks and riding an ostrich, but I realized I haven’t done a play-by-play of a daily event from the new part of town where we live. The following is what I came up with yesterday– a video tour of the experience of riding our bikes to a local noodle stand for lunch.  But, before you view it, about 700 disclaimers:

1. I am obviously camera-challenged, as much of the video is slightly out of focus. Apparently, you have to manually focus our camera when it takes video.  What?!  Focus it by myself?

2. This experience will probably look kinda- fun and a tish exotic.  And it many ways, it is. But, know that we usually ride our bikes here when the kids start crying at the mention of eating peanut butter sandwiches, again.  Know, too, that the lunch comes after a morning of homeschooling, when we allll need a bit of a distraction from each other, and that at least 4 months out of the year it is entirely too stinkin’-hot to make the trip, anyway.

3. It’s a bit vulnerable, honestly, to post this.  Here’s why–  I know there are some of you reading that are hacking out a life in African-hut or a tiny post-Communist apartment and living in much harder circumstances than I am, physically-speaking. This makes me feel like a loser-missionary. And I know there are others of you who have perhaps envisioned me in a remote village with beggars on every street corner, and you’ll see that that is not our life. And this might also make me feel like a loser-missionary. AND, and, there are some of you who will view this little video and assume that living overseas is just like living in America, and then maybe you’ll move somewhere and it will be really, awfully hard, and maybe you’ll say this video encouraged you to do missions with your kids in the first place.  And that will also make me feel like a loser-missionary.

But, perhaps, that’s too much pressure for a 3- minute video of kids riding their bikes to get some noodles, anyway.

Regardless, enjoy a clip of our daily life here in Asia, friends. Thanks for wanting to know it in the first place.

And our winner for the tile necklace from Home Studio is Katy from Bahava Press!  Thanks for all of you who deLurked!

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Army of Worms

January 12, 2012

I was talking to a Chinese neighbor the other day while his kids were playing with mine.  My friend and I began asking him a little about his work in Thailand, and it turns out he trains Chinese nationals to go into countries of the Middle East– Afghanistan, Iran, Iraq. And then he told us [...]

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Tropical Fruit from Thailand {And How My Kids Don’t Eat Much Else}

January 11, 2012
Tropical Fruit from Thailand {And How My Kids Don’t Eat Much Else}

So, yeah, our family has food issues. I have one kid that has claimed vegetarianism for the past 6 months, one kid that I think has a gluten-allergy and also hates rice {yeah, in Asia, he hates rice}, and another child that literally wants ketchup on everything from noodles to watermelon {yeah, I am not [...]

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National DeLurking Day

January 10, 2012

National DeLurking Day in the blogworld is this weekend. Haven’t heard of it?  Neither had I before this morning. Essentially, it’s a day when bloggers ask readers to leave a comment. It gives bloggers an idea of who is actually reading the stuff they are throwing to the big-wide-Universe. So, in honor of this epically-grand [...]

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No Island {On the Value of Mentorship}

January 9, 2012
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I originally wrote this article following the three month opportunity we got to host and mentor a team of college-aged students on a trip to Thailand in the Fall of 2010. As we begin to re-launch this ministry this summer, I’ve been thinking lately about the immense value of a life done in community, in [...]

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Sunrise

January 5, 2012

I watch the sunrise this morning, listen to the roosters wake up the world. The sky gradually grows more pink and less grey, like God has daylight on a dimmer switch and is patiently spinning the knob. My instant coffee, which I’ve actually grown not to hate, sits on the table stacked with books I’ve [...]

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Favorite Posts of 2011

January 1, 2012

So they say that you need to look back to look ahead. Okay, well, I’ve actually never heard anybody say that. I just made it up because it sounded like a good introduction for a post about favorite posts from the past year. Though, really, I guess if you did that, you would just end [...]

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