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Posted by hrgarippa on 31 January, 2008

Pray for THIS

The meeting is today at 11:45am.

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the beauty of the body, continued

Posted by hrgarippa on 28 January, 2008

Sweet and lovely Melissa already wrote about this subject, here. But this weekend I was able to see that beauty first hand and it is truly amazing.

We had a mentor/mentee activity at Mercy Street on Saturday, this activity was for the high school kids, which means that most of these mentors have been mentoring for about 4-5 years. It was amazing to see these faithful mentors who have stuck by their students through the good and the bad. We are so blessed that we have such amazing people working with the youth of this community.

Then that afternoon I got to hang out at Miss Mindy’s. Garrett, her husband, was out of town so we planned a girls night, with Amber who is staying with them. I had my first experience at Double D’s, also known as DD Discount. I would describe this place as an Urban Ross. It was quite an experience. Mindy is a fabulous hostess, which means there are always kids around. And she knows how to grocery shop like a pro so her pantry and freezer are always chalked full of goodies. We had a blast listening to music, begging Quincy to dance, and just enjoying the company of middle schoolers.

We took the two boys, who are staying with the Hills, and Amber to church and there again the beauty was displayed. I have to say that the people of Providence Presbyterian are the best, they are so welcoming and friendly. They spent time engaging these precious kids in conversation, and just showing them love.

It has been beautiful for me to see the love being poured out as the Hills and the Smiths open their homes to the kids of this community. I love seeing how Trey and Melissa work so well together and are so obviously created for each other. The way they love the Lord, and then each other, and then their kiddos enables them to love so many, so well. And I am so glad that London never truly called for the Smith’s and that the Lord showed them West Dallas, and gave them a love for this community.

I am surrounded by beauty that is for sure, and I couldn’t help but think of this song by Sara Groves, Kingdom Come. The Beauty is all around.

When fear engulfs your mind
Says you protect your own
You still extend your hand
You open up your home

When sorrow fills your life
When in your grief and pain
You choose again to rise
You choose to bless the name

That’s a little stone that’s a little mortar
That’s a little seed that’s a little water
In the hearts of the sons and the daughters
The kingdom’s coming

In the mundane tasks of living
In the pouring out and giving
In the waking up and trying
In the laying down and dying

That’s a little stone that’s a little mortar
That’s a little seed that’s a little water
In the hearts of the sons and the daughters
The kingdom’s coming

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Jesus, I come

Posted by hrgarippa on 27 January, 2008

Out of my bondage, sorrow, and night, Jesus, I come, Jesus, I come;
Into Thy freedom, gladness, and light, Jesus, I come to Thee;
Out of my sickness, into Thy health, Out of my want and into Thy wealth,
Out of my sin and into Thyself, Jesus, I come to Thee.
Out of my shameful failure and loss, Jesus, I come, Jesus, I come;
Into the glorious gain of Thy cross, Jesus, I come to Thee.
Out of earth’s sorrows into Thy balm, Out of life’s storms and into Thy calm,
Out of distress to jubilant psalm, Jesus, I come to Thee.

Out of unrest and arrogant pride, Jesus, I come, Jesus, I come;
Into Thy blessèd will to abide, Jesus, I come to Thee.
Out of myself to dwell in Thy love, Out of despair into raptures above,
Upward for aye on wings like a dove, Jesus, I come to Thee.

Out of the fear and dread of the tomb, Jesus, I come, Jesus, I come;
Into the joy and light of Thy throne, Jesus, I come to Thee.
Out of the depths of ruin untold, Into the peace of Thy sheltering fold,
Ever Thy glorious face to behold, Jesus, I come to Thee.

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The Rules

Posted by hrgarippa on 25 January, 2008

Every Thursday we have Vision Life and my class is the second grade and under kids. Luckily Mrs. Susan Huffman comes and I am really her helper. She is amazingly gifted with these kids, and I am learning so much from her.

Yesterday she asked the kids, “What are the rules of Mercy Street?”

“Raise your hand when you want to speak,” said Tyrone
“No hitting, cussing or flipping anyone off,” said Dante
“No jumping on the furniture,” said Andrew
“No kissing the girls,” said Antwoyn

WHAT!!! Miss Susan and I looked at each, that petrified, did-i-hear-that-right kind of look.

And then she said, that’s right “No kissing the girls,”

Oh me, oh my!

Thank you Lord for these opportunities.

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The Tantrum

Posted by hrgarippa on 25 January, 2008

As I’ve mentioned before I’m Italian. But I’m not just Italian, I’m Sicilian, which means I’m… passionate.

When I was younger I had a hard time controlling this passion. When passion would seize me I would rage. I would scream at the top of my lungs, punch holes in walls, throw tantrums, throw things at people. I’ve mostly learned to control myself, but much to my surprise the other night I found myself, my almost 30 year old self throwing a tantrum. I was throwing pillows, throwing clothes, slamming doors, making as much noise as I could…making sure anyone within a 10 mile radius of me could hear that I was impassioned.

Afterwards I sat on my bed and surveyed the damage…and here is what I learned:

  1. You will probably have much nicer stuff at the age of almost 30 and so when you throw it remorse over breaking it is much greater.
  2. When you’re almost 30, your body cannot take a temper tantrum. I had a splitting headache and I’d practically thrown my arm out of socket slamming or throwing something and I did something strange to my wrist.
  3. There is no chalking it up to being a teenager…at almost 30 you definitely should know better and no one cares what your reason is for making such racket.
  4. Cleaning up the damage sucks.
  5. There are much better ways to express yourself…like blogging!!!!

So maybe you are asking, why is she so angry?

  1. I’m not sure I want to turn 30
  2. I’m a sinner and I just hate that about myself.
  3. “Anger is better. There is a sense of being in anger. A reality of presence. An awareness of worth” (The Bluest Eyes, by Toni Morrison)
  4. The realities that we see in the lives and community of West Dallas are hard…really hard.
  5. I am a woman of little faith, which makes anything on any list 100 million times worse.

But in the end, I realize that anger is not better. God is better. And he is forever faithful even in the midst of my craziness. And even though I feel like the anger will last forever it doesn’t, and forgiveness is offered.

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Malia and the annoucement

Posted by hrgarippa on 14 January, 2008

If you’d had a conversation with my two-year old niece Malia this weekend this is what she’d tell you…

We’re having a baby…
Really???
Yeah, it’s in my tummy.
Your tummy?????
….Mommy’s tummy.

My sister Christy is five weeks along with her fourth…and all are very excited especially the babies three older siblings. Please pray for Christy, the first trimester is very difficult for her.

We are SO SO SO thankful for this blessing and I cannot wait for my new niece or nephew, coming in September.

This is sweet Malia…

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Love is Still a Worthy Cause

Posted by hrgarippa on 13 January, 2008

Today my heart felt heavy as I woke up and faced the day. We had an event with all middle school mentors so this wasn’t a good “heavy” day. I needed to be light and engaging and there for them. But I swept aside the sadness and did my best to enter into their relationships, their lives, Rissah’s life and the great IMAX movie “Aliens of the Deep.” But when all the kids were dropped off and the rap music was silenced in my car there were still four precious kids being abused, neglected and on the verge of homelessness. And I was still coming to the table empty handed, unable to help.

But praise the Lord that these kids are not alone and will never be alone because they know their Creator and He has provided many people who love them and will be there for them, no matter what. Their lives journey might not be what you or I have experienced but it is a journey that has led them to a lot of love and a lot of grace. It is a journey that has led them to a lot of people who are living out God’s commandment to love your neighbor.

And even through their journey, I get to learn and watch as the Lord shows His Might and His Goodness, and in the end I pray my faith will be stronger that I will learn to lean on Him with no reservations.

It is here in situations like this one, in days like this that you realize that:

…love is still a worthy cause
Picking up and pressing on
Oh love is still a worthy cause
It’s the touch that starts the thaw
Love is still a worthy cause
or the word that breaks the pause
Love
(From Sara Groves, Love is Still a Worth Cause on her new Album, Tell Me What You Know)

The Love of so many will pull us all through, but the Love of the Lord is the anchor.

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Waiting

Posted by hrgarippa on 11 January, 2008

I’m waiting. Not always patiently, which means not always gracefully or lovingly or kindly. I’m just waiting. I’m also not always as prayful as I should be in my wait. I sometime get angry with God because I have to wait and I sometime question whether my waiting is right or wrong.

What am I waiting for? A house, an apartment, a box maybe…but I’m waiting for it to be in West Dallas.

I feel so handicapped by not living in West Dallas, I feel even like I’m not truly doing what God has asked me to do. What I believe I have been called to is Incarnational Ministry. I want, I need to dwell amongst the people. So it is painful to feel restricted by not living in the same zip code as a child or a family that I want to help. It is painful when families that are so precious to me enter into dire situations and I’m not able to help in logistical ways…it down right breaks my heart. Or when Rissah calls me and asks to please come to her school program and I can’t because I live an hours drive away. (I currently live with my parents in hope to save some money and they live in Rowlett).

I’m tired of waiting and tired of wonder what the deal is…why I have to wait like this. But I read on Emily’s blog this great reminder and it was of great encouragement. Thank you Emily.

Please pray for me as I wait and pray.

In the spirit of authentic blogging, I cannot afford to buy a home and that is mostly your only option unless you live in housing developments. There are many reasons why I can’t afford this, one being youthful stupidity and bad financial decisions, another being that I am single and do not have a roommate. But I know that God is bigger than my failures and bigger than my marital status, and so I do my best to trust in Him and ask that you would pray for me.

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Garippa Family Salad Dressing

Posted by hrgarippa on 10 January, 2008

There is nothing I like more than bringing those I love together around food, and I love making that food. I honestly hate a garlic press, because I find it very therapeutic to mince garlic or to chop an onion. It is my form of mental release. I love food that has depth, a stew that has to simmer for a long time, or a sauce that doesn’t taste quite right until that final ingredient is added. I read cookbooks, like most people read fiction and my favorite gift that I got for Christmas is a years subscription to Food Magazine.

I like to try new things, putting recipes together randomly by what I have on hand or blending several recipes to make one. But one thing I’m not good at, is remembering what I’ve tried, what has turned out and what hasn’t. So that said I’m going to start putting my recipes on this blog, so that I know where I can find them but also because a lot of my friends ask for my recipes and I figure it would be good for them to be in one place.

I’ll start with this recipe that is actually hard to pin down. But before I give you the recipe I need to tell you a story about it, some people who have tried it have said, “it is like sweet nectar from god.” My brother Johnny actually drinks it, and one time he had a dream that this it was the cure to AIDS. It is simple and has been in our family for over 30 years, it is the…

Garippa Family Salad Dressing
For a family size bowl of salad, sprinkle on:

Garlic Salt, 1 1/2 tsp
Salt, a pinch
Fresh Ground Pepper, 1/2 tsp
Dried Sweet Basil, 1/2 tsp
Olive Oil, 2 tbls
Red Wine Vinegar and/or Balsamic Vinegar, 1 tbls

Everything is to your taste…which obviously is the reason I say it is hard to pin down. All of the amounts I’ve given are a complete guess. When we make the salad we just throw everything in.

My sister, Christy doesn’t really like Basil so she hardly uses any at all, my dad doesn’t like much vinegar so he uses hardly uses any vinegar.

Please experiment.

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Our Year of Fabulousness

Posted by hrgarippa on 9 January, 2008

Last night I had a wonderful dinner with my dear friend Emily and we discussed our year of fabulousness.

Emily and I are both introverts and predisposed to what we call “low-key” things. We enjoy sitting on the couch in our cotton striped t-shirts and stretchy black pants and doing not much of anything. Here is an example of a typical conversation between Em and I…

me: What do you want to do tonight?
Em: Not much, what about you?
me: I don’t know, I’m kind of tired, so something low-key.
Em: Dinner?
me: Okay, but nowhere that I have to put on makeup.
Em: How about Chips?
me: Okay,
Em: I have magazines and movies we can sit on the couch at my place afterwards.
me: Okay.

BORING!!!!! (small edit)…not so much boring, as well, low-key. Emily and I could never be boring no matter what we did. Right Em?

But not anymore.

We are now HIGH-KEY, ladies and gentleman.

No more cotton t-shirts
No more stretchy pants
No more fear of living
No more sitting on the couch and sulking

We have a plan for the fabulousness too…We each have to come up with a list of 10 restaurants or places in Dallas we want to see this year. We are no longer allowed to buy more than two of the same kind of shirt no matter how much we love them. When we walk through the mall or a restaurant we will look people in the eye, we will NOT look at the ground. We will introduce ourselves to people we don’t know, not in a weird random way, people but in a, “I go to church with you so why shouldn’t we know each other,” kind of way. We will be the friendly people that others want to know.

This is the year of confidence and lip gloss and cute jeans and cute tops and yoga (we signed up for yoga), and looking people in the eye, and recognizing that if…

The Lord has chosen you to be his treasured possession. Duet. 7.6

Then why shouldn’t, this be OUR YEAR OF FABULOUSNESS.

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