So, this is part of my family heritage that most people don't know about...I am very proud of it, so thought I would share it! The above is the article from 1978, the Butte paper. I love the smell of old newspapers, by the way! Well, the type is small but basically, the community voted on the best "street machine" from 22 contestants. The winner, as you can read, was one Danette Beuthien, 17 years old. Beuthien is my maiden name...this is my sister! I have showed this to a few people this week & they ask if it is me! This makes me very proud. The older I get, the more I look like her. Also, the older I get, the more I miss her, even though I was never that close to her to begin with. (We did not grow up together & she passed away when I was in the 6th grade.) But nonetheless, I am proud of this part of my heritage!Friday, January 14, 2011
Proud of My Heritage
So, this is part of my family heritage that most people don't know about...I am very proud of it, so thought I would share it! The above is the article from 1978, the Butte paper. I love the smell of old newspapers, by the way! Well, the type is small but basically, the community voted on the best "street machine" from 22 contestants. The winner, as you can read, was one Danette Beuthien, 17 years old. Beuthien is my maiden name...this is my sister! I have showed this to a few people this week & they ask if it is me! This makes me very proud. The older I get, the more I look like her. Also, the older I get, the more I miss her, even though I was never that close to her to begin with. (We did not grow up together & she passed away when I was in the 6th grade.) But nonetheless, I am proud of this part of my heritage!Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Hastening the face-to-Face
I want the Lord to come & come faster. I pray for that more than I ever have before. More mindful of it than previous years. I know much work has to be done until that time & I am excited the Lord has called me to do His work. I am praying for myself & others that this year would be a year of boldness for more people to hear about Christ & come to know Him. No more timidity. He is my greatest treasure. Biggest passion. And in the end, I get to see Him. No gift more glorious. I want others to have the same.
"...but when the perfect comes, the partial will pass away (the things we only know in part)...but then, face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known. So now faith, hope, & love abide, these 3; but the greatest of these is love." 1 Corinthians 13:10, 12-13
Some of these lyrics hit me like none other from one of my favorite hymns:
"But, Lord, ’tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,The sky, not the grave, is our goal...
...and Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight, the clouds be rolled back as a scroll; The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend...even so, it is well with my soul."
Hope. When our faith appears before us face to face. Because of His love for me. A lowly, undeserving sinner, yet grateful recipient of His grace. In that, it is my prayer that I reflect His love for me in the love I show Him & others this year. Love bigger. Deeper. More selfslessly. Passionately. More pleasing to Him. More focused.
Whatever He does, I am simply asking Him tochange me, inside out...& not leave me the same.
"...Who is & Who was & Who is to come...to Him who loves us & HAS freed us from our sins by His blood & made us a kingdom of priests to His God & Father....behold, He is coming."
He loved me then. He loves me now. He loves me for what I will become. There is not a moment I breathe without Jesus in it. He is presently happening...& He is HUGE. Even if I cannot 'see' Him now--I will see him face to face one day. Lord, show me what I can do to have that day come more quickly.
Friday, December 24, 2010
Celebrating KJOY!

Thursday, December 23, 2010
Celebrating 6-5
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
10 Years Later...100 Lessons Learned
It has been 10 years since I have returned from my 2-month mission trip to Kenya & while I can’t believe it’s been that long ago, time goes by so fast, but the memories & mental pictures are still fresh in my mind. At times, I feel as if that wasn’t even me that did all the things while in Kenya! Many of you reading this didn’t even know me then—which is part of the reason why I think of myself from such a distance…like, “Wow God, You did all that 10 years ago…& look where You have brought me today, 10 years later!” I feel like a different person.When I went to Kenya, I was basically a new believer…very young in my faith. I was 20, going to be a junior at the U of M, engaged to an awesome guy, family was great…& I was now serving a very living & active God that was taking me across the world to Africa. It was, to say the least, a crazy experience! I will never forget it. I went with a great team & made life-long friends…but to be quite honest, the mission experience was hard, frustrating, & not at all what I expected. In fact, toward the end of the trip & when I got home I was pretty certain missions was NOT for me. I was rather bitter & confused to why God would take me to Kenya for 2 months & have a not-so-good experience. Mind you, there were a few times where it was enjoyable & I felt what I was doing was fulfilling. It took a few years for me to process why God had me there & why I went through what I did.



Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Senior Night

*Hebrews 12:1-2 "...let us also lay aside every weight, & sin which clings so closely & let us run with endurance the race set before us, looking to Jesus, the founder & perfecter of our faith..." I wanted them to understand that this is a long-distance race, not a sprint. And that evil always lies close at hand...they need to actively "throw aside" those weights & sins that are so easy to get attached to...& have the Lord insist on the their best. That God would not let up on them until they have gone the distance...being molded & used by Him along the way.
*2 things I proposed to them as they move on in their future:
-Be a blessing. Live out your love (Live Love)...for God first, then others. Let love compel all that you do. Life is not about you...so go, be a blessing.
-Decide what you want most in life. Hopefully, that would be to please the Lord above all else...to fulfill His purpose for you. Sometimes we get mixed up in our priorities of what we really want in life...job, status, relationships, friendships, money, success, etc....while some of those things aren't all bad...they can so quickly & easily disappoint. They can fail. But God will NEVER disappoint, He will NEVER fail. So all you are needs to go all to Him first & pleasing Him first be THE priority.
I talked about funny & more serious things I have gone through with the 8 that were there: holding their hand through surgeries, boy/girl problems, family stuff, bad hair-dye jobs, getting in trouble for taking them "out of town" & not telling their parents...lots of laughter & tears but moslty awesome memories. And my girls...wow. Their faithfulness, their love of the Lord & for people, they are so fun, they let me be me, encourage & challenge me to be a better me, teach me, they support me, spur me on. They are incredible. They are God's gift & blessing to me! They are what makes me passionate about doing what God has called me to do.
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
What a Waste
I recently had the blessing of teaching our girls on a Wednesday night at The Link, as all the guys went to a men's worship night. Taking advantage of who my crowd was, I taught about 5 different women & how they worshipped God. Our students have a great understanding that worship is not just in musical praise (although that is an element of worship), but it is a lifestyle, an attitude, a heart matter. I talked about Miriam, Mary & Martha, Lydia, & the Sinful Woman. It was fun to learn more about these women & how they worshipped...through song/music, serving, sitting at the feet of Jesus, using a spiritual gift...but the one that I spent most of my time on was the Sinful Woman. The way she worshipped Jesus impacted me greatly & has left me thinking about her style ever since. Her story, or the version I used, is in Luke 7:36-50. It's the story of the woman with the alabastar jar of expensive perfume/ointment, which was broken, and it's contents poured upon the Savior by this woman, in preparation for His burial, & she also washed Jesus' feet with her own tears & hair. The Pharisee in this story was angered at what he considered to be a great waste of such wealth.
