Lindsey Little's Art Show

Last week, we went to an art show for Lindsey Little. She has such great art. I stopped in front of one picture and looked at it for a while. I got one of those weird deja vu feelings. Then, it donned on me why. A few months ago, when we went to San Francisco, we ate at this amazing Chinese restaurant (the best Chinese food I've ever had). Across the street was a building and I felt like I needed to take a picture of the windows in it. So, I did!

As I was standing in front of almost the same picture, I realized what had happened. I had gone to Lindsey's art show the year before and saw the picture of these windows on this building. It was in my subconscious to snap a picture when I saw the same windows, but I didn't know why. I pulled Lindsey over to the picture and asked her if she took it in San Francisco. She said that yes, she had. It was across the street from the best Chinese food restaurant she'd ever eaten at! Not only did we take the same picture, but in all of San Fran, we'd eaten at the same restaurant! That's crazy!

Here's my picture:
If you go to Lindsey's website and browse through her photography, you can find the same picture.

I'll tell you what else is crazy...that would be Brock. At the party, I saw him slip a cookie into my friend, Amy's, purse, and then Lindsey (the Fire-eater), and then another girl's purse. All of them went home not knowing anything was amiss. A couple of days later, I read Amy's twitter and it said, "cleaning out my purse trying to find a key... and there's a chocolate cookie with little teeth marks in here... How does that happen?" Then, Lindsey's tweeted, "haha... Me too! I have a feeling @brockgill had something to do with that..." It was funny!

Christmas Party with a Purpose

We had our annual Christmas party last Sunday night. It was fun! We had a feast of porkloin, grilled chicken, bean bundles, potatoes, cheese balls and crackers, homemade angel food cake and banana pudding, and more. The food was great and the company was wonderful. We had 17 people over.

After dinner, Lindsey Little shared some amazing stories from her mission work in India. She is such an inspiration. Her life is a mission for the Lord. We raised over $500 toward her next adventure overseas. She is having an art show tonight to tell more stories and raise money for her trip next year. Please pray for her if you think about it. She is literally on the front lines.

Then, we did our traditional white elephant gift exchange. It did not disappoint. Some of the highlights were a plunger, a homemade sugar cookie in the shape of Elvis, and a cassette tape from the 80's including "Jessie's Girl." What a night!

What a Follower of Jesus Looks Like

I've been really convicted this week about looking after the least of these. Brock spoke about what a follower of Jesus really looks like. If you were to ask someone in this country how you know someone is a Christian, they would probably say because they go to church. To be a Christian means to be like Christ. Is that how you would describe Christ or his followers?

The scripture that I posted yesterday was when Jesus was talking about separating the sheep from the goats (basically Christians from nonchristians). How did he tell whom the Christ followers were...the ones who took care of the least of these. There was no mention of where they went to church. It's not saying that you must do these things to become a Christian. This is simply showing the evidence of a Christian. This is what a Christian would look like.

I don't necessarily think that we should help every single homeless person that we pass, but we should help the ones whom the Holy Spirit prick our hearts to help or include that person that feels left out. Sometimes I'm so busy doing my own thing that I don't even notice a person in need much less hear the whispers of the Holy Spirit. I know a couple of people that do this very often. They notice people in need. They are all about people. I am very encouraged and inspired by Brock and Lindsey Little. I want to be more like Jesus.