Tracey Fields reflections on the truth about adopting her daughters are sooooo raw.
Kung Fu Hamster
Oddly enough, it never gets old.
Should I learn French?
And the LORD came down to see the city and the tower, which the children of man had built. And the LORD said, “Behold, they are one people, and they have all one language, and this is only the beginning of what they will do. And nothing that they propose to do will now be impossible for them. Come, let us go down and there confuse their language, so that they may not understand one another’s speech.”
-Genesis 11:5-6
As one who loves the process, practice, and fruit of communication – how do you handle this text?
Undisciplined devotions
I’ve been waiting to blog about this because I wanted to see if it took root. Heres’ the deal:
I’m extremely undisciplined, especially when it comes to reading the Bible, and praying with a devoted mind, body and spirit. I’ve tried many times to change – to become a different kind of man. I’ve blocked out the time in my calendar, I’ve set the alarm for 6AM, I’ve asked for accountability, I’ve used a Bible reading plan. I’ve done all these things and more, but I always quit. I always fail. The new practice never takes root.
About 6 weeks ago I was discussing web design and how I think it’s smart to redesign websites in small increments. So instead of spending loads of time and money working on a complete overhaul, we should be looking for small problems and tackling them one at a time. Spend some time on the jacked-up navigation. Once that’s looking good, maybe work on displaying the search results in a more scannable format and so on. Then it dawned on me – why I never seem to change. The plan for change is always drastic. I’m not looking to just read by Bible more often. I’m planning on reading it every day without exception from 5:30-6:30AM. I’m planning on hand-writing my prayers in a journal and making sure I pray for myself, my family, my extended family, my friends, my co-workers, and whatever else a holy, disciplined man prays for in the wee ours of the morning. I’m trying to do a complete overhaul on my devotional life in a week.
So I asked myself – how can I just slip prayer and bible-reading into my life? Well – I’m going to need someone to remind me, because I’ll get busy and forget. It also cant require me to get up early, since that’s another new-behavior and hard one to make a habit of. Here’s what I did:
1. Accountability partners have totally failed me in the past because they typically suck just as bad as I do at being disciplined. And if they don’t, they’re not going to call me everyday to ask if I’ve read my bible. I know I wouldn’t.

I use backpack for personal organization and to-do lists and stuff. It has a nifty feature where it will email (and even text-message) reminders. I set an email reminder that gets sent to me everyday at 11AM. All it says is “Stop what you’re doing, read your bible for 5 minutes and pray for your family.” I typically don’t have anything going right at 11AM so it’s a great time to stop whatever it is I’m doing. If I am in a meeting or something, I have reminder in my inbox when I get back to my desk. This means that in order to get through my day without reading the Bible, I have to ignore the reminder. I have to make a conscious decision not to meet with God. I won’t pretend it never happens, but it’s rare.
2. Prayer seems like kind of tricky thing. I work in an open studio with several other people. Praying outloud isn’t an option and journaling – well, that’s another new behavior and therefore not a viable part of the plan.

I use gmail and I love it. I know – it’s weird to love an email program, just humor me a minute. I send lots of emails everyday. Why not just email my prayer as a form of journaling? Since I don’t have Jesus’ email address, I’ve been sending the prayers to my wife. At first, I just thought she’d find them encouraging. The blessing has been two-fold. Not only does it occasionally spark God-centered dialogue between us, but it acts as buit-in accountability. The first week I started emailing my prayers, I got lazy toward the end of the week. Because she’s encourage y the emails, and because she loves me, Kristin emailed me late in the afternoon asking if I’d spent time in the Word that day. She hadn’t received the email and was wondering how I was doing!
Since Gmail has such a great tagging feature, I just label all of those sent messages as “prayer.” All I have to do is click on that label and I’ve got my own personal online prayer journal. Huzzah!
3. As for the actual reading – I’d be lost without Margie Haack’s Read through the Bible Program for Shirkers and Slackers (p. 5-6 of the PDF). She goes into great detail about where it came from, but what’s important is that it’s broken up simply by days of the week and not my scheduled dates. There is no way to get behind. The benefit is that when I feel like skipping because I’m not sure what to read, it has some very specific recommendations.
A fake conversation I had after watching The Darjeeling Limited.
“What’d you think?” She asked. “Did you like it?”
“I liked Hotel Chevalier better.” He said.
“Why?”
“Because I like hotels better than I like trains,” He said. “And I don’t like hot weather. This movie made me feel sweaty. And bored.”
Selling the 4Runner
We’re selling our 2001 Toyota 4Runner. My parents bought it brand new and sold it to me two years ago. It’s a great SUV.
-106,000 miles
-Good condition
-Tow package
-Leather
-6 Disc factory CD changer + cassette + radio
$13,000
Comment or contact us if you’re interested: donovan [dot] house [at] gmail [dot] com.
the girl and her harmonica
Jimmy and April got Jaimes a harmonica. She plays hard and she plays long. Lucky for us, it’s always in tune. She’s actually getting quite good. Makes me wish we had a porch to sit on.
22 words
Abraham Piper’s 22 Words blog is quickly becoming one of my favorite daily reads.
Easter weekend and a birthday party
We are preparing everything for Gracie’s birthday party. Cupcakes are cooked and cooling. Pooh shaped cookies are in the oven as I type. The theme is Winnie the Pooh – mainly because I inherited the Pooh shaped cookie sheet and Tigger cake mold. I was afraid that Tigger would take most of the day so I decided to do cupcakes instead. I just picked up some marzipan to make little bumble bees to go on the cupcakes but it was as solid as a rock! Grrr. Thanks a lot Kroger! I had high hopes for these little cupcakes – hopefully I can get my hands on some marzipan by the afternoon.
This week I made some playdough with Jaimes (and Gracie on my back) and we made a mountain that Jesus died on. Friday we acted out what happend to Jesus on the cross – in context for a soon-to-be 4 year old. Then read all of the stories in her Jesus Storybook Bible and followed up with coloring a hand-drawn pic of Jesus on the cross. It was such a sweet time with Jaimes. I so wish Matt could have been there but he had to work yesterday. Tomorrow morning I can’t wait to show Jaimes that the stone had been moved at Jesus is alive!!
Happy Easter
**update: cookies were burnt and no marzipan yet. sigh. Looks like we’ll be having cupcakes.
** another update: Just so you know, marzipan and almond paste aren’t the same. There will not be any bees buzzing around our cupcakes. Oh well. Our little birthday girl is refusing her second nap too. What a day.
Sevyn turns one
Sevyn Grace turns one year old today! We have a rich tradition in our home of eating birthday cake for breakfast. Not some kind of breakfasty coffee-cake – no, we eat a full-on cake-cake, smothered in gooey frosting. It’s a fantastic way to celebrate life.
Yesterday our agency delivered a stack of cards Gracie’s birth-mom had written for her. One of them was a birthday card in which she included the candle shown in the photo. She asked that we place it in her cake on her birthday.
Again, I am reminded of how far-reaching adoption is. It is so much larger than hour household. My experience of what “family” is has changed forever. My hopes for our children and for our home have broadened considerably.
What has been most apparent is my own selfishness and laziness. The other night Jaimes I was sitting in the rocking chair with Gracie – just totally dog-tired. Jaimes was entertaining us (as she’s prone to do) by dancing around like a fairy princess while making up a “princess song.” She asked me to do a princess dance. That was the last thing I wanted to do, much less peel myself out of the rocking chair. I went back and forth with her about it for a minute or so and finally conceded to performing an interpretive fairy princess dance.
Not only should I have recognized she needed that attention and interaction from me and jumped right up at her first request, I should be proactively seeking ways to serve my kids. Not only should I gladly entertain their play no matter how silly it makes me feel, I should plan some play of my own. Intentional, imaginative, Christ-focused play.
It’s very easy to make this adoption, at best – all about Gracie, and at worst – all about me. I want to constantly remember that adoption, parenting, and family are about seeing God – not serving myself.
