Meet Amy

The papers are full of stories about teens and young adults that are ruining their lives....and the lives of those around them.  It can be so disheartening to read about their bad choices and the consequences that ripple through the world. 

That's why I want you to meet my friend Amy.  She is causing some ripples of her own...for good.  Amy would tell you that she's just an ordinary gal.  I don't know about that.  I've known her half her life  and she's always been beautiful and winsome and passionate. She loves people.  And she's a doer.  .

 I read a book once about helping others that said "Don't do nothing just because you can't do everything."  Maybe Amy can't do everything but she  is doing something.  Alot.  She is changing the world, two lives at a time.

Go to this site.  Read her story.  And I hope you'll be compelled to share in what she's doing..
http://www.kupendwaministries.org

Little socks in the laundry

There is something so stinkin' cute about little socks in the laundry.  While I am here in Albany, nursing baby Jonathan back to health, I decided to wash a few clothes.  Not cuz his Mommy needed help with anything (good grief - the gal already has her Christmas photo cards here, ready for December!!!).  Nope, I did some laundry cuz I like to look at his little clothes.  Specially the socks.  I didn't always ponder the adorable-ness of little socks.  I was pretty busy attacking Mount Washmore so I didn't think much about how cute those little socks were.  More often than not, I recall being irked that the dryer seemed to eat every other sock so that  I had no matching pairs.  (Finally figured out a solution to that one - only buy one kind of socks!!).  Then all of a sudden, I was sorting the clothes and had trouble telling the difference between my husband's Tshirts and my son's. What in the world happened to the little socks?

I hope I get to wash some more Jonathan clothes tomorrow.  And when his socks blend in with his Daddy's, I hope Katie and Mary and Chip and Betsy have more little socks that I get to wash. 

Where to write?

Do you have to be a Mom to write Living Letters?  Absolutely not!  The Apostle Paul began the idea of "Living Letters" in his letter to the Corinthians.  He was a prolific writer, leaving indelible ink on the hearts of Christ-followers all over Asia Minor some 2000 years ago.  And on the hearts of Christ-followers today. (2 Corinthians 3:2-5)

Same for you and me.  Certainly as a Mom, it is my primary focus to write into the lives of my children.  It is on those pages that I have the most opportunities.  I am intentional about what I am writing in the lives of Katie and Mary and Chip and Betsy.  I purpose to write messages of love and hope and joy.  Of how to treat others and how to handle adversity. Of Eternity and loving God and obeying His Word.  Of how to deny oneself, to prefer others, to strive for excellence. Some posts are intentional....others are not. From time to time, I change instruments.  Sometimes in pencil and sometimes in ink.  Some posts need erasing....others need white-out.  Those kinds of mistakes will merit their own separate blogpost sometime!

 But should I expect to only write into the lives of those under my own roof?  A resounding NO!  My heart longs to ink lines onto the hearts of lots of women, even an occasional man, if the situation merits it.  Now let the record show that I do not consider myself a spiritual Pulitzer Prize author.  Not even a Newberry Award winner!I don't have noteworthy things to say or mind-boggling truths to impart.  I just love people!  And I want to leave a little imprint of love on their hearts.  I want those folks that I come in contact with to feel just a little bit happier, a little bit more encouraged, a little bit more loved just because we connected.  I want my life not only to touch others but also to leave an imprint.  Most every morning, I ask the Lord to help me write well.  It is great joy to me when the Lord lets me see that imprint in another's life. 

One final thought.  Be sure that you know that I know this - the ink that lasts is His.  When the imprint of love remains, it is He who has done the writing.  He just allows me the privilege of being one of His quills. 

I challenge you to be a vessel of His ink.  Begin writing on purpose.  And, I'd really love to hear your story.  Tell me.

About Me

My name is Suzanne Sinyard Chambers.  I am most proud of the fact that God has chosen to entrust me with the mission of equipping 4 lives to fulfill God's calling in their lives.  I am most grateful that He allows me to do so by the side of my best friend for 26 years. I like to read and bake and write Bible studies.  And invest in the lives of women.  Living letters.

My husband is Paul.  He takes good care of me, provides for our family so that I can stay home and blog, keeps me from being locked up in an institution and makes me laugh.  I love him. Plus he is awfully good-looking and that helps us stay married all these years.

Our oldest is Katie.  She is completing her training to be a legalized drug dealer. She is gorgeous and amazing.  Ask her Dad.  A year ago, she changed her name and then 10 months later, she decided her life wasn't crazy enough.  So she made me a grandmother.  My name is Suzie.  Paul's name is Cap'n.  And the cutest kid in the universe is Jonathan.  The only mistake she has ever made is to move 4 hours away to deal drugs.  She could just as easily do that down the road from me.  Jonathan and I would like it alot better.  He told me so.

Our next is Mary.  She is currently a Junior in college.  I think she is studying World Management.  I don't know why cuz she already knows how to do that.  She is as gorgeous and amazing as Katie.  You can check the pictures.  I am telling you the truth. She will blow you away.

The next in our brood is Chip.  He is perfect.  Truly.  Just ask me.  His real name is Dwain Paul Chambers III.  So that's why we call him Chip.   He stays at home to teach me stuff like Chemistry and Trig.  And computers.  One day he will be world-famous and you will say, hey, I remember reading about him on that crazy woman's blog!  Oh yeah.

The bonus baby is Betsy.  Practice makes perfect, they say.  She is 10 and absolutely adorable.  We know where she came from - Mary prayed for her.  She is definitely the answer to our prayers!  She is smart and gorgeous like her sisters.  And she swims a mean breast stroke.  Just ask all the girls 10 and under in our county.  Just sayin. She stays home to teach me to cook and to keep me company.  After all these years of crazy activity, can you imagine how lonely I would be if I didn't have Betsy???