With Micah's 40th birthday approaching, I had to figure out how to celebrate. Micah is the kind of person that would never ask for a party but would love it if we had one. But he couldn't know about it in advance because he would worry about if it was going to be fun enough or if there was going to be enough food or if people were going to like the food. Oh, and there needed to be an activity because Micah doesn't like to sit around. There was only one solution that could account for these many variables. A surprise party where he couldn't fret about details in advance. And the party needed to focus on an athletic activity that most guests would feel comfortable participating in... And that's how my idea to host a (surprise) backyard volleyball tournament was born. We have a rectangle section of turf in our backyard that is almost regulation volleyball court size, and I've been wanting to get a net ever since we moved in over a year ago. This was the perfect reason to make it happen. Micah didn't suspect a thing because we were actually hosting his grandma's 90th birthday the weekend of his party. Her birthday was a few weeks away but the best dates for everyone to fly into town happened to fall on the weekend before Micah's birthday, so I cleverly hid the event within this family festivities. All of his siblings and cousins got to be there to celebrate him, and then I invited about 20 of our close friends (and all their kids) over too. The beauty of overlapping with his family event is that he kind of planned his own party unknowingly. About a week before the party, he asked, "Should we get a bounce house for all the little cousins?" "Sure," I responded casually, thankful he was bringing up an idea I had already considered, even though he didn't know an extra 20 little kids would be coming over on Saturday. When the packages arrived with the new volleyball net, I just let them sit out in our living room. When he asked about them, I just said, "Oh, I got a volleyball net. I thought it might be fun to set up when your family is here." Since we had to buy so much food for the weekend, the chips, drinks, and buns I bought for his party just blended right in. It was so nice to plan a huge surprise party and keep all the details hidden in plain sight. Everything was set for the perfect afternoon. All of our closest friends were able to come. The weather was sunny with a cool breeze. The party was going to start at 3:00, and I scheduled a catered BBQ dinner to be delivered at 4:00 after we got round-robin games started. Now the only question was... could we pull off the actual surprise??? [to be continued...] ... Read more
Flake
You know the friend. The one who RSVPs to your daughter’s birthday and then backs out the day of the party because they “just got back from a trip yesterday and are feeling tired.” Or the couple who misses every other church community group because “he is swamped at work” or “her sister is visiting from out-of-town.” I am talking about your flaky friend. Or should I say friends? If you’re like me, you have more than one. These are friends you love, but you don’t always expect them to show up when they say they will. They seem to have no problem canceling on your dinner party and forgoing your child’s party. And it always seems to be for the silliest reason… feeling tired or overwhelmed or accidentally double-booking with some random work acquaintance they need to meet up with. Maybe I’m just particularly sensitive to having friends cancel on me, perhaps because I’m such a highly relational person. Since we’ve moved so much, I’ve often counted on a handful of friends in a new town to help celebrate our child’s birthday or to hang out on the minor holidays such as Halloween or the 4th of July, and I always feel disappointed if I don’t feel a sense of community on these special days. And then there is flakiness within the church, which bothers me even more. I hope I’m not being legalistic, but I think regular church attendance on Sunday is vital for every believer. Further, the commitments you make within your church community should be honored. Weekly community group on Tuesday nights? You should be there. Moms group every other Friday morning? Isn’t that written into your schedule? A few years back, we showed up to our first discipleship group at our new church. I was probably 30 weeks pregnant at the time, and we knocked on the door of an unknown apartment with two young daughters in tow. Our leader, Connor, opened the door and ushered us into his living room where his wife sat alone on a chair. “Sorry,” he said sheepishly. “I don’t think anyone else is coming tonight.” While we were actually grateful to get an hour to have a great conversation with our new hosts, that small group was always notorious for its fluctuating attendance. One week, 20 people would cram into the living room; the next week we would cancel because no one could make it. I guess I'm old-fashioned, but when I commit to a group at church, I show up every week. That time frame is blocked out on my calendar and I would probably only miss for a severe illness or a trip out of town. We’ve had a few small groups where five or six families came faithfully every single week. We’ve had others where last-minute cancellations were the norm. The problem of flakiness may depend a bit on geographic location and your age demographic. I think some regions of the U.S. may be more prone to it than others, but overall, the flaky trend is worsening overall. I’m sure there are a million reasons — digital communication causing people to forget the value of in-person community, Covid caution rewiring people to cancel at the drop of the hat, and the list goes on. I can’t diagnose why some people are more prone to flakiness than others, but I can say that the label of “flaky Christian” should be an oxymoron. Christians are called to a higher standard than backing out of commitments due to headaches or work stress. James 5:12 says: “But above all, my brothers, do not swear, either by heaven or by earth by any other oath, but let your ‘yes’ be yes, and your ‘no’ be no, so that you may not fall under condemnation.” The point of this verse is that Christians should not take oaths or swear on their mother’s grave that they will be faithful to a promise. Throughout Scripture, God has specific discipline for people who break oaths, so it’s generally better to avoid making them in the first place. But I think we often miss the more subtle implication of this verse… We should honor our commitments. We should show up when we say we will. When we say, “Yes, I’ll be at your party” or “I’m joining the Thursday morning Bible study,” we will be present at those events, except in cases of sickness or emergency. The people around us should trust that our yes actually means yes. This reminder might not apply to you. Perhaps you are the type of person that shows up. If you put it on your calendar, it’s basically written in stone. If I asked, your friends would describe you as “present,” “reliable,” or “faithful.” Well done. But perhaps this is a gentle conviction that you’ve had a few too many headaches and “feeling tireds” lately. You’ve backed out of commitments you’ve made to others and people may be starting to lose trust in you. You’ve been a poor witness of the type of life God has called us to in the Bible — to be people who honor our words and show up regularly to meet with other believers. It’s actually pretty easy to repent. Say yes, then show up. Of course, there are seasons where life is hard — there may be debilitating pain, crippling anxiety, a chronically sick child, or some other legitimate reason you have to say no. Perhaps you know the next few months will be challenging and you opt-out of Bible study for one semester. Maybe your husband is a CPA so you limit yourself to one social event per weekend during tax season to allow time to connect as a family. Maybe you have a foster child, so you ask friends to be a little more flexible with you. While I think NOs should be limited, sometimes they are necessary. Occasionally, you might need to decline an invite as an act of obedience. But when you can, say yes. Even if it’s hard to get out of the house or show up on time or have the initial conversation, you may be surprised that you leave feeling full. Full of encouragement, full of joy, or with an abundance of help that you didn't know you needed -- someone who offers to drop off a meal or a friend who can come over and fix your broken garage door next weekend. It turns out that God’s way of life is usually full of blessing. You don’t want to be “too tired” to receive it. ... Read more
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