We fixed it!

•February 18, 2007 • 1 Comment

This message is temporary and will eventually go away. But… I wanted to let you know that we fixed it… you no longer have to be a wordpress member to  leave a comment. Sorry about that! I totally forgot to check that.

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Remembering Deb

•February 16, 2007 • 11 Comments

Any attempted description of Deborah Keeley Wasinger undoubtedly comes short. Only God has seen the fullness of what He put in her. Right now, I find myself completely incapable of describing this amazing woman with words that even begin to do justice to the beauty of who she was.

However imperfect or incomplete our words may be, however inadequate to describe the impact that she had upon us or the things that struck us about who she was and how she did life… we want to open this blog to you… to share your memories and thoughts of Deb. While she is no longer here to continue blessing our socks off, we can still share with one another the amazing ways that she touched our lives.

If you have anything that you want to say about this woman who gave everything… I invite you to leave a comment on this blog. Want to share a fond memory? A story of a tender or a hilarious moment (both of which were abundant in her life)? Just your thoughts on what set Deborah Keeley Wasinger apart? How she blessed you? A poem? Anything?

Do not feel that you have to keep your words brief (she never did)… and do not be afraid to post more than one comment. We want to share with one another the gift that she has given to each of us individually.

We want to keep this blog as close to the way she left it as we possibly can. We will not be changing the site’s general design or layout, though the addition of some “About me” pages may be coming in the future.

I also encourage you to take some time to read the two blog posts that she has left on this site. She had a way with words… and an amazing honesty about the things that were in her heart. Her words are genuine and uncompromising.

As I have mentioned, I am presently without the courage to try to describe her. But I believe that my dad has captured beautiful glimpses of who she was in the previous post.

The only things I have managed to articulate concerning this loss can be found at these three blog posts:
~ So this is devestation
~ Job’s Friends
~ Comfort one another with these words

Thank you for taking time to stop by and honor this woman. I look forward to seeing the ways that she left her mark on your lives.

W. Christine Wasinger

Deborah Keeley Wasinger

•February 16, 2007 • 1 Comment

Deborah Keeley Wasinger died suddenly and unexpectedly at around 2:45 the morning of February 12. A memorial service was held on February 16, 2007, at New Hope Christian Church.

Deb graduated with distinction from Big Sky High School in Missoula, MT. She began a degree in Interpersonal Communications at the University of Montana (in Missoula) and did coursework at Evangel University in Springfield, Missouri. Deb won various awards and honors, but mostly she won hearts. She made a point of befriending people across every clique and all social strata. Deb was known for her beautiful smile, bright eyes and warm hugs.

In 1982, she married Joel Miguel Wasinger, to whom she was a faithful and loving partner and friend. In December of 1982, Deb gave birth to their beloved daughter, Whitney Christine. Though Deb worked in a variety of jobs and was a valuable, organized, energetic and creative employee, her first priority was always her family, for whom she made every sacrifice and to whom she was completely committed and selflessly devoted.

Deb began following Jesus at an early age and spent the rest of her life actively listening to and loving God. At the time of her death, Deb’s ministry and love touched lives in and out of various congregations, including New Hope Christian and the Mosaic Home Church Network in Wylie, the International House of Prayer in Kansas City, Missouri, and Greenhouse Arts in Woodland Park, Colorado.

Deb’s passions were Jesus and people. She loved others with reckless and extravagant abandon and yet with meticulous and thoughtful care. Deb was particularly drawn to those on the fringes, to the marginalized and the outcast. She championed the arts and justice through her relationships and everyday activities. Deb was unafraid either to confront those whom society esteemed or to embrace those whom society despised. She lived a life of courage, integrity, and unconditional love.

Deb is survived by her husband, Joel; daughter, Christine; father and mother, John Richard and Joan Keeley; brother, John Keeley; and grandmother, Ruth Wenhold.

Those wishing to honor Deb’s life and legacy are encouraged to worship extravagantly, love the unlovely, commit random acts of kindness, compassion and beauty, do mercy and justice, and support artists. Thoughts and memories of Deb can be shared at dkw16.wordpress.com. Those wishing to make a financial memorial are encouraged to support the intercessory missionaries at IHOP-KC, including Deb’s daughter, Christine Wasinger. Checks may also be written to “Deborah Keeley Wasinger Memorial”; these funds will be used to defray expenses and to invest in the ministries in which Deb invested her life.

Joel M. Wasinger

Yes, I Am Offended!

•February 11, 2007 • Leave a Comment

(Taken From My January 2, 2007 MySpace Blog) I’d like to think I’ not easily offended.  Truth be told, when I spend time in the Word I regularly wrestle with something that offends me on some level.  I avoided the old testament for long periods of time because of this.  I thought it wasn’t okay to be offended by God. 

Early in my walk I would ask older and wiser persons how they reconciled these areas, how they didn’t turn and run from God.  What I most often found is that people chose to ignore the offensive parts of God’s Word.  They preferred a kind of blind faith, embraced a “Father knows best” posture and pushed it from their minds.   On some level this is not a bad thing, to accept what we don’t understand and to trust.  But, honestly, that never worked for me.  I have to engage it. 

Over time and repeated reading of the Word, I have pressed into some of those issues.  And, so, I have come to terms with God hardening Pharaoh’s heart, the time versus distance that the Israelites wandered in the desert, Job being set-up by God, that Mary and/or Joseph had to be punished for a sin they didn’t commit, that the life of John the Baptist ended as it did…

One of these original offenses has been on my mind and heart lately.  God asked Abraham to sacrifice his son, the one He referred to as Abraham’s only son, his beloved son, the one that He had promised a nation outnumbering the stars through.  And, Abraham, for his part, was ready and willing to do what God asked of him.  He trusted, feared and loved God enough to follow through with an unthinkable act.  I cannot enumerate the doubts and issues this raised for me regarding this God person and this “father Abraham” guy.  As a mother of one wonderful daughter, I don’t know that I could have done that.  I would have likely said, “No.  I can’t.  You can take me.  But don’t ask that of me.”  

I’ve learned that it is alright, even good, that we are offended on some level with these issues.  We need to process through them and the reasons they offend us.  These offenses are invitations from God for conversation, for relationship.  They are the springboard for diving deep into the mystery and wading in the heart and mind of God.  They are a gift.  They are a blessing.  It is no wonder that the enemy would have us ignore them.   

We don’t have to fear His reaction to our questions and doubts.  He is not like us.  He won’t get defensive or mean, give us the silent treatment or reject us.  He will reach out and draw us into His embrace as He calms us and reveals truth through His eyes. God accepted and chose flawed and imperfect me, imperfect you, out of love.  Through pain and tremendous sacrifice He offered up His only, perfect, beloved Son so that He could have a relationship with me, so that I could be a friend of His.  And through love that perfect, beautiful Son allowed Himself to be a sacrifice at the hands of the ruthless.  It was a terrible sacrifice, an offensive sacrifice.   

There is no doubt of their love and connection with one another.  Yet, each of them looked at each of us and said, “I love.  I desire.  My heart cannot be without!”  That offensive sacrifice is an invitation to be loved by One who loves perfectly.  That leaves no grounds for insecurity in our relationship with Him.  There is no reason to doubt His love for us, or our place in His heart.  He gave everything to hang out with us, to love on us!   

Working through this area that troubled and offended me, has been essential in getting me to a place where I understand and believe the unbelievable.  He loves me!  He really loves me!  He loves me more than I can understand and more than I can relate to.   

When “GOD Shows Up”

•February 3, 2007 • 3 Comments

(Taken From my November 13, 2006 MySpace Blog)

I was recently reflecting on how God consistently shows up in the midst of stress, pain and discomfort.  And, as I was thinking about it, I realized He is consistent, period.  He is consistent, in that He is always here, always caring, always thinking good for us.  He is always acting, always moving, always in the business of working things out.  On the contrary, we are never consistent.  I do not consistently love and act on the behalf of others.  I can’t even say that I consistently care.  I’d like to, but I don’t want to lie.

The reason we think He’s “shown up” in those times of stress, pain and discomfort is because it is then that we are looking for Him.  It is then that we are listening.  It is then that we “show up”.  It is in those intense times that we aren’t busy trying to do it all ourselves, in our own power, with our own capable hands.  We may prefer to be in an arena that we are comfortable in, that we are competent in, where we expect things to go well—we expect it to work.  We expect that God will move when He needs to, or when He wants to.  Until then, until He’s ready to do something spectacular, we can and will handle it for Him.

In that attitude of heart, we require Him to shout over our own voice to let us know if there is a different plan, a directional change, or even a personnel change He’d like to enact.  We don’t see that our pride and arrogance cloud our thoughts and plans, our deceived heart skews our perception.

On the other hand, when He calls us to step and act out of our comfort zone we are quick to listen, desperate to hear and we view the task ahead of us through our weakness.  He is consistent.  He is faithful.  And, He shows up in a powerful, spectacular way.  It strengthens us, builds our faith and draws us into the heart of this Beautiful Being.

Imagine what the church would look like, and how it would impact the world, if in those areas of comfort and competence (that He has designed into us), we actually were quick to listen, desperate to hear, and recognized that our strengths were absolute weakness when set beside the competence of God.  And, it’s not just competence as we understand competence.  It is competence that is woven with love, enacted through kindness and delivered with compassion.  It is perfect competence!

I believe that is how He desires us to be.  He’s designed those areas of competence, strength and creativity in us so that are a good instrument, that when we know what He is wanting to do or speak, we can put it into action in such a way that it is a song of worship.  A song that, when delivered, blesses, encourages and strengthens the church and ourselves.  A song that brings the power of the Spirit to the forefront and sets hearts afire!  

This thought journey began with my being grateful that I was ill and in pain much of today and that I missed church this evening because of it.  I was at home when our old (fire hazard torchiere) floor lamp broke at the base and landed on the loveseat.  This is the lamp we leave on low when we are away during hours of darkness.  Two hours would have passed till we would have arrived home to what would have been left of our house and pets. 

It only takes a few seconds for a halogen bulb to get hot enough to start a fire.  The side note of significance is that I was feeling much better, pretty good even, within 15 minutes of the meeting having started.  So, hey, He showed up both places!  Praise God for His faithfulness in all things!  It only took a few seconds for my heart to be set afire.

I have to say that I believe what Jeremiah 29:11 says.  He has plans for good for me, plans to prosper me, a future in Him, and that gives me hope.  I also believe that He really does like me!

Praise God that He showed up and never left. 

Hello WordPress World!

•December 23, 2006 • Leave a Comment

Now that I’ve  spent hours on the title and design of this thing, I have nothing left to put into something witty to say.  Sorry.  I’ll have to try another day.