respond, don’t react

Last night we were watching a leadership talk when the speaker mentioned that life (and the difficulties it can bring) is like medicine — whether it makes you better or not depends on whether you respond to it or react. If you react to life, that means something’s wrong inside you. If you respond, it can do you good, it can make you better.

A situation comes to mind from a couple of days ago where I saw this happen. Geoff, Mom and I were headed out of town in Geoff’s car when we started noticing that something was wrong. We pulled off the road into the parking lot of a local store to find that one of Geoff’s tires was completely flat. Not cool.

Dad’s office was just up the road, so we called him, and he came right away to take a look. There would be no more driving on it, not even to get back home, so Dad whipped out his tire-changing tools and the boys got to work.

And I learned some things about responding to life’s difficulties…

First thing to do: Smile.
It’s the best look for you in any situation.

Second: Figure out exactly what’s wrong and come up with an exact plan to make it better.

Third: Take immediate action on your plan.
In some cases this involves donuts.

Fourth: Begin with the source of the problem.

Fifth: If you’re not directly involved, your job is to just keep smiling.

Sixth: Sometimes small things that were once helpful will hold you back.
Don’t be afraid to change.

Seventh: Removing something familiar might feel awkward, but you can’t have two solutions in place at once.
The one that isn’t working has to go.

Eighth: When you have a good solution, even a temporary one, apply it and secure it tightly.
It will be tested.

Ninth: Keep smiling.

Tenth: Life’s a team effort. Let others help you.

Eleventh: Take pictures. You might want to remember it later.

Twelfth and most importantly: When faced with a difficulty, go to the people with the right tools for help.
They’ll be glad to come. And you’ll be glad you called them.

winter in texas

Winter in Texas is not:


“But…”




Winter in Texas is quite alright!

floods of change


Lots of things happening within the Banks family these days. Lots of changes. With Chris getting married, Geoff heading to Estonia, Kari and Kaci looking toward Missouri, Tim graduating… There’s a lot going on.

Several of us have started the 2012 read-through-the-Bible-in-five-days-a-week (the printout reading list can be found here). Reading about Noah and the flood seemed to tie in with all the recent going-ons and got me thinking about our own little deluge — our flood of change.

So, yeah. Noah and change. It was a long time from normal till the next time he felt normal. He started out a “man of the soil”, but by the time he planted his next vineyard he’d been a ship-builder, animal-handler, ark-packer, flood-survivor, bird-watcher, altar-setter-upper, sacrifice-sacrificer and rainbow-noticer.  Only then did Noah get to be a man of the soil again. Only then, after doing a lot of things he would never have dreamed of doing, did he find himself back in a place where he really knew how to function — in a field, a vineyard.

It took time. All change and transition and adjusting takes time. There were only forty bad days and nights of the actual storm, but for Noah, there were years between fields. And life’s just like that, the actual storms, the actual things that change — certain events, gains or losses, finding yourself in a new environment — those things only last a short while compared to the time it takes to go from one normal to finally feeling normal again. We think of transition like it’s A – B, but in reality it’s more like A – Z with all the other letters in between before you can get back around to another A.

There are some really cool things about this story as it relates to how God moves us from where we’re comfortable and through times of change. But before all that it’s good to look closer at the kind of person Noah was to begin with. I find especially interesting the three different tasks that God gave Noah to do just before it all began, before everything got really crazy. These tasks tell us a lot about who Noah was, what kind of attitude he had and why God chose him to do something and be someone great. Looking a little deeper might also shed some light on who we need to be too, if we want to do great things for God. And doing great things, being part of God’s greater plans, is going to take changing and transitioning for all of us, starting from the inside with who we are.

Noah’s first task was to build an ark — something completely foreign to him and something that must have been a difficult prospect for a non ship-builder. For instance, there’s a lot of math involved in putting a giant boat together (that will float). That’s a lot of calculations for a farmer. And that’s a lot of wood to haul for an old guy.

Sometimes God’s greater plans require something from us that’s completely out of our comfort zone and downright hard, maybe a little weird, but definitely overwhelming. Like physics for a farmer. But God didn’t just tell Noah, “Build yourself an ark and hope to goodness that it floats.” He gave him all the calculations and all the details he’d need to do the work well. Inside God’s greater plans and the difficult tasks he gives us are always, always, provisions for the places we’re weak. Where we’re weak, he’s strong. And why? Because bigger things are going on than just us and what we’re good or not good at. God takes our best and makes up for the rest.

So, 1) Noah was willing to follow directions and work hard.

The second thing that Noah had to do must have seemed totally impossible: “Once you’ve got the boat finished, get two of every kind of animal and get them into it.” I can imagine Noah’s eyes crossing a little and then him blinking once or twice at the idea of becoming the first Crocodile Hunter at 600 years old. Sheepherder… horse-breaker… lion tamer? It would be the world’s first circus and the world’s first zoo. He was a farmer… Every kind of animal? Into the ark?

Beyond the difficult and complicated, sometimes in the middle of God’s greater plans the impossible is asked of us. “You want me to go where?” “You want me to do what?” We’re called to lead without people, to travel without money, to share with nothing to give, to love when we hurt the most. To forgive. To have faith. To do the impossible. But what makes this story so great is not how much impossible Noah did but how much impossible God did. And with us, too, the impossible things that God asks us to do really have nothing to do with us. Noah didn’t end up having to go get the animals, the animals came to Noah. And with us, the people, the money, something to share, love to give… Whatever “impossible” in our situation is will come to us, whatever fits in with God’s greater plans. With God all things are possible, certainly the things he asks us to do.

2) Noah let God take care of the impossible stuff.

The third thing that God asked Noah to do was something that Noah could do, his comfort zone inside his non-comfort zone, but it must have seemed the most tedious, the smallest part of the whole operation to save mankind. Nobody remembers that Noah had to stock the ark.

Food. Noah knew food. He was a man of the soil. The world around him was going crazy, and his life was about to go bottoms up, but for all the things he didn’t know Noah was a farm guy and he knew at least what would grow and how much each person would need and what would keep the animals alive from day to day. He knew the kinds of things that would store and how to keep them. He did know food.

Funny how God uses little things to accomplish his greater plans; little details, things we’d overlook. We want God to use this thing or that thing about us — our special abilities or a talent we think he must have given us to do something great. We want to shine. How interesting then to realize that God mostly does all the big amazing stuff (he’s God — that’s the way it should be) and we get to do little things… like stock the ark. Or make another meal for our kids. Or teach another class. Or see another patient. Or read another book. Or get up and go to work. Or take another exam. We were made for greatness, we want to change the world, but it ends up being a little hard work and consistent focus on doing the next right thing that end up being the foundation for what God really wants to do through us. The little kindnesses, the small disciplines, taking care of others’ basic needs… Really it’s not about God doing something great with our life, it’s about how our life fits in with God’s greater plans. Noah gathered carrots for the rabbits, dried and stacked grass for the rhinos and measured out corn for his family. And that’s why we have rabbits and rhinos today. And people.

3) Noah was willing to do small, unexciting things.

So, three tasks:

1. Follow God’s directions to the letter. Or the number.
2. Trust God to do the impossible stuff. He’ll bring you what you need.
3. Just keep doing well what you know to do. Through those small things you might end up saving somebody.

So that’s the person Noah was. And when God looks out over the whole world, that’s the kind of person he’s looking for to work his greater plans through today.

Awesome, hey? But then… what about when things actually start to happen? What then? Big and exciting is nice in theory, but typically it’s more unsettling than anything. What do we do when change actually comes?

Following God’s directions, trusting him, doing our part to live like he wants us to, that’s what God is looking for. But being that person isn’t going to keep away the storms of life. In fact, quite the opposite. It’s through the storms in life that God is able to work his greater plans. Just like Noah, God didn’t choose him so he could give someone a stormless life. God chose him because he knew that he was going to make it through the storm. Being who we need to be to start out with won’t keep the floods away, but being that kind of person will increase our buoyancy. Somehow when the storms come, we’ll stay just above them. We’ll float.

Floating. That’s what it feels like for a while when you move to a new place or lose a dream or are just getting started in a new job. The big change comes and then… you just float for a while. Nothing’s stable, nothing feels for sure. And sometimes that feeling lasts a long time.

We think of the flood like… “The Flood”. But it was more than just rain and storm for forty days and forty nights. Noah was in the ark for what must have seemed like forever. Actually, it was more than a year, a year for a “man of the soil” to be stuck in a confined space with camels, goats, rats… and his family. Five months of it was floating, but even when things seemed a little more firm and concrete and life had settled a bit, it was another five months after that before he could even start looking for something better.

We don’t always realize when God’s greater plans are happening right around us. In fact, when some of the greatest things imaginable are going on, that’s when we feel stuck. We look around, there’s no going back to the way things were and it seems like there’s no going forward either. We’re stuck just like Noah. Floating… for forever. “But God remembered Noah and all the wild animals and the livestock that were with him in the ark, and he sent a wind over the earth, and the waters receded.” And that’s the good news. When we feel stuck, when we’re just floating, God remembers us and is doing something even when we don’t see it yet.

God did remember Noah, and he sent a wind (a wind of good change), and little by little the flood went away. Noah was patient — that complete trust that God would do the impossible was still there, even after the storm. He kept working hard. He kept feeding the animals. Before he knew it the ground was dry and the flood was gone. Noah left the ark with his family and all the life that had made it through the storm, and he thanked God. And God was pleased. And the world was new. And it was theirs.

And Noah planted a field.

500 miles… 500 more…


Just back from a road trip with Mom and the girls. We drove 500 miles up to Missouri on Friday to check out the girls’ new living place. Were there for the weekend meeting people and exploring the area, we drove over and saw Chris and Jennifer while in the neighborhood (yay!) and then drove 500 miles back today. It was awesome.

The place is cool. The people especially. It felt like a place they can really make home. Small-town America is special.

And my family’s special. Really glad to have had some girl-time! (And to see Chris, who is just the best.)

little country runkin

After beating jet-lag and then relaxing through the holidays (and fighting off a yucky cold), it’s time to pound the roads again. While I miss the river and the bridges and all the quaintness of Tartu, the Texas countryside has its own goodness, and I think I’ll enjoy the next few weeks.

This morning was interesting. I ran the road that cuts past our house till the good part ran out, passing fields and neat farms with horses and cows and everything you’d expect to find in this part of America. I was passed by someone in a pickup truck who waved and also by an older lady in a minivan who stopped and got her mail out of her mailbox before heading down a long driveway to a house off the road. Over hills, under trees; everything was all bright and shadowy in the sun and shade.

I turned and came back the same way, passed home and headed toward the school. The football team was running laps inside the school property as I went in the opposite direction just outside the fence. Farther along I passed the younger kids all out on the playground for recess, then I crossed back over the highway at the crosswalk, came home past the park and the church and then ran around our block before finally hitting my goal time.

I headed to the walking trail in the park to cool down, and as I passed the church again I noticed that someone had left their truck parked and running behind the fellowship hall. Made me smile, that there are still places in the world where people trust people, even enough to leave their cars empty and running.

The park was beautiful and after walking a little while I sat on one of the benches in the sunshine and watched all the little kids across the road run back into the school when the bell rang. Later the man who left his truck running came out, put some things he’d cleaned out of the church into a large dumpster behind the building, then he got back into his truck and drove off.

Our little brown dog greeted me at the gate, and then I was home. My family home.

Texas is nice.

christmas / new years 2012

Enjoying a cup of Earl Grey tea, sweetened, with milk… a nice addition to an already beautiful day. The sun is shining, but it’s cool out. And I’m happy.

We had a great Christmas. Kari came in on Friday; Chris and Jennifer drove in on Saturday. It was a fast and fun weekend. We ate Christmas dinner together on Saturday evening, opened a few gifts (our name-drawing presents) and stayed awake long enough to see in the new year. Sunday was stockings and Santa fun, maple nut twists for breakfast and then church together. We came home after church and had lunch then all sat around in the living room and opened gifts from each other. So good.

After some laughs and a quick nap it was back to church for another worship hour, then back home for family fun. Everything’s better together. We played Canasta (Jennifer’s practically a Banks already) while the kids watched the old Karate Kid. This morning was a little more together-time and then Chris and Jennifer headed out, followed by Kari a little while later.

When we’re all together, it feels normal. I think that’s mostly what happiness is. It’s not having this or that, it’s that nothing’s missing, that everything feels like it should. That’s what I like about being all together.

Yesterday in Dad’s lesson he read the priests’ blessing from Numbers as his wish for all of us for this year. I pass it on to you…

“The LORD bless you
   and keep you; 
the LORD make his face shine on you
   and be gracious to you; 
the LORD turn his face toward you
   and give you peace.”

Welcome 2012!

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