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January 03, 2014

Lesson 159: In 2013, I Learned ... (By Mark Ashbaugh)

Friends, for the first time in I Don't Have a Clue ... But I'm Finding Out history, you get to hear from my husband, Mark!
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In 2013, I learned about ...

1. Priorities: We all know we should have priorities. Typically, we even know what our priorities should be. However, how many of us are actually consistent to live in accordance with our priorities? In a seminary class, a professor compared the trends for teenagers' greatest influences during specific eras in America. The change over the years is subtle, but interesting.

  • 1960: Family, School, Friends, Church, Other
  • 1980: Friends, Family, Media, School, Church
  • 2005: Media, Friends, Family, School, Other 

Although priorities differ from significant influences, often a list of influences parallels what is most important to us. I like to think I don't act like a teenager (even though apparently I just left adolescence, which current statistics say lasts from age 10 to 30! I was still in adolescence when I got married and had 2 kids).

All this to say, what are my main priorities?

For those who profess faith in Christ and follow him with their words and actions, the Lord is our first priority. He has called all Christians to love him with everything we have and to love our neighbors as ourselves. This is easier said then done. So, though perhaps obvious, my first priority is to serve the Lord with my life. I've known this since I was 16, but am continuing to learn what it means.

Other priorities? Family. Friends. Church. Job. The most important lessons I've been learning this year involve how these various priorities overlap and interact.

When I started my first full-time job in June (right before I left adolescence, so I got that going for me), it was easy to want to jump in head first. However, what the Lord, Katherine, and others have continually reminded me is that when it comes to ministry (my job), family has to come first.

Our church had a youth ministry specialist, if you will, come speak in October. Part of his ministry focuses on missionary kids, who are now referred to as “Third Culture” kids. They don't belong to the culture of their parents' home country or to the country in which their parents minister, and so, they form a culture of their own. A third culture. It's interesting, when third culture kids get together, wherever they are, they feel like they are with their people. 

Missionary kids tend to gauge their relationship to their life overseas in one of two ways. They're either really content and confident in who they are or, they are miserable. There's very little middle ground. It seems the most common denominator for the content ones is that they felt a part of their parents' ministry. These kids are more likely to be confident in who they are in Christ and with their place in life. However, if they perceived their presence to be a burden, not a priority, by their parents, then their experience produced the opposite results. 

I think the same probably applies to pastor's kids, or anyone's kids for that matter. Katherine, Samara, and Hudson are my first ministry, my first ministry priority. I have to minister to them, love them, allow and encourage them to be a part of the Lord's ministry in my life in whatever way they feel most loved and involved. Whether this ends up being a lot or a little.

2. Inadequacy: This is a continual theme in my life and will continue to be. Jesus, the Son of God, said, “the Son [Jesus] can do nothing of his own accord, but only what he sees his father doing.”

At my ordination, we were blessed to have Katherine's home church pastor come and give a charge specifically to me. We were sitting in the front row when he stared down at me from the pulpit and said something along the lines of, “Mark, this is a higher and wonderful calling the Lord has given you, but with a higher calling comes greater judgment.” Ouch.

Let's step back a decade or so: In high school, the Lord converted me, and it was a fairly easy transition to being a Christian. I was always a good kid, so now, being in Christ gave me a reason for all the good things I already did. Now my good works were not about earning my salvation, but because I loved the Lord and wanted to serve him. The problem was (and continues to be, yet hopefully less so) that I wasn't really convicted of my sin. I never really understood my inadequacy before a holy and perfect God. I was a good kid so I thought I was close to a good God on my own merits even with faith in Christ.

Throughout high school and college, I thought I was pretty great. Yet, since being called to be a husband, father, and pastor, it's becoming clearer by the day how inadequate I am and how great he is. On my own I can do nothing good. In Christ all things are possible according to his will. This leads to my next reflection.

3. Deflectors: Around the time of our graduation, RTS' President, Dr. Kruger, on three separate occasions told a group of us, that ministry is going to be really hard. In more than ten years as a professor one type of consistent feedback he receives is ministers and missionaries telling him how hard ministry is. So, as we're all getting ready and excited to enter full-time ministry my President tells me three times it's going to be hard. Can't wait! 

Honestly, I have few complaints thus far. In fact, this position has been pretty great. But, Jesus suffered in his ministry, and if we're called to follow Jesus and to be like him, suffering will come.

However, for now, we're called to be great deflectors. Ministry isn't about us. Even in the hard times, it's not about us. It never is. It never will be. All three gloomy speeches were coupled with a reminder to keep being deflectors. Want a visual picture of a deflector? It's like the moon is to the sun. The moon has no light of its own, but reflects the light of the sun. Like the moon, like John the Baptist (“He [Jesus] must become more, I must become less”), we are called to use ourselves to deflect others towards the one greater than us, Jesus Christ. 

Transition. 

4. Pirates: I love historical non-fiction books. Recently, I read one that is basically the true story of  the pirates of the Caribbean. Fascinating. However, whenever I read historical non-fictions I generally remember about one fact from the entire book. Here's one. 

The instant the pirates finished building their massive sailboats shipworms would begin eating their hulls, and if not taken care of, the worms would literally cause the ship to sink. In the Caribbean there were often no proper ports to take care of the worms, so they'd drive their ships on shore and lean them against another shored ship. Then, after cleaning one side of the hulls of worms, they'd move the boat around to other side of the grounded boat to clean that side of worms as well. It was a grueling and tedious process.

Here's a second. Apparently, being on a ship was miserable, even the Royal Ships. If you've ever seen “Master and Commander: Far Side of the World,” they made sailing look awesome. Turns out, it was terrible. Especially for the pirates. Still, a very interesting read.

5. Transcontinental Railroad: Another non-fiction book I read since graduating seminary (after 3 ½ years of being told what to read) was on the Transcontinental Railroad. What an interesting time in our history and an amazing feat. In a western section of building the railroad, men had to bore through lots of mountains. The tallest peak with the longest tunnel was drilled into from both sides. It took painstakingly long, but when the two sides connected inside, they were within 2 inches of exactly where they meant to meet! How'd they do that without computers and sonar and everything we have today!? Amazing.

6. Blogs: My wife's blog is the best blog in our family. 

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Editors' Note: On #6, I think the author meant to say, "best blog in the whole world" but he could not be contacted to verify this typo. Therefore, the post was published as is. 



December 31, 2013

Lesson 155: An Anniversary Gift in the Wood

Mark and I have never exchanged anniversary gifts.

First of all, our date falls just five days after Christmas. Who can keep a surprise that long? Not me. Everything is unwrapped and exposed on Dec. 25.

Second, until this year, we've had zero disposable income come anniversary time. Then, you have to pay for dinner, and a movie, and a baby-sitter. Who can afford to also celebrate with a gift?

In Mark's defense, he tried to order me something special this year. He knew I was in search of the perfect button down white collared shirt. He thought he had hit the jackpot with a simple one from Banana Republic, but when it arrived ... well, let's just say the bedazzling on the collar didn't impress either of us.

This year was no different. We celebrated year five yesterday, and no presents were presented. No feelings were hurt.

However, for the fun of it, we googled what the appropriate gift category is for a five year anniversary and found out it is wood.

Perfect!

You see, we had already planned on a little backyard adventuring turned treasure hunt for the day. And look what we found.


 
Well now. That's a lot of wood. Our creative wheels are turning. (Are yours?)

Perhaps year five will involve a wooden anniversary gift afterall.


Lesson Learned: Adventure awaits right outside your door. Or at least, our door.


December 30, 2013

Lesson 154: Five Years

Five years ago today, I woke up well rested with a delightful sense of anticipation. I took a brisk morning stroll with my dad and little brother. Coffee in hand, we joked and talked of the day's exciting events. Well, event.

Later, I met up with the dear women in my life and was spoiled with pampering, gifts, and a beautiful luncheon. The air was warm and bright for late December in Pennsylvania, and the evening was ushered in by the most spectacular sunset I've ever seen. It really was perfect.

Finally, finally, finally ... after years of back and forth, after trips to China and to Ireland, after break-ups and make-ups ... the wooden doors of my home church opened, and I saw my groom.

He was sobbing his eyes out.

It was awesome.


A rendition of Bebo Norman's "Joy to the World" played by talented friends perfectly matched my mood as I floated down the aisle on my dad's arm, full of confidence and love.


And then, we were at the front. My dad was letting go. Mark was holding on. Songs were sung. Scripture was read. Prayers were offered up. Wisdom was imparted. Vows were exchanged.

I could not believe it was real!





Suddenly, it was over.

He kissed me, and I was given a new name.  A name that signified I was now a part of his family. A part of him. His own.












From that day forward my wholeness involved another person, a person I had promised to love and be faithful to until the day one of us died.

Forever. 

It was all so serious, so final, so beautiful, so right.


It is still so right.


Lesson Learned: Married to Mark Ashbaugh is an excellent way to spend one's life!


Photo credit: Sweet Pea Photography


November 18, 2013

Lesson 141: Mark Got Himself Ordinated

And just like that, I'm married to a Reverend.

Lesson Learned: To God be the Glory!


November 12, 2013

Lesson 137: We're Composting

A few months ago, Mark and I decided to learn to compost. We knew nothing about it: didn't know why, didn't know what, didn't know how.

You could kind of say, we didn't have a clue. But then, we started to find out.

After some research, we can sort of answer of all these questions.

Why the Ashbaugh's Compost?

1. We don't have a garbage disposal, which means all of our food was going into the trash can (or Mark would scatter it in the yard. Grrr.). This made the trash smell horrible and required that we change bags too often. Now we compost! Food waste goes in a small tupperware next to our sink and is taken out to the pile almost everyday.

(Yup, we love bananas.)








2. We don't have trash service. This means Mark has to load up trash in our car and take it to the dump. Composting helps create less trash, equaling fewer trips to the dump.

3. We're hoping to expand our gardening efforts next summer, and apparently compost has magical powers in a garden.

4. We have a lot of land. This means we can tuck the composting pile on the other side of the tree line and never have to look at it.

What the Ashbaugh's Compost?

We read Home Composting Made Easy by C. Forrest McDowell and basically, we compost what he says to and vice versa.

We do compost: Grass clippings, Leaves, Dead plants, Food scraps, Fruit wastes, Manure, Coffee grounds, Hair, Lint.

We don't compost: Fire ashes, Meat, Bones, Dairy Products, Human Doo-doo, Plastic, Metal, Glass, or Toxic plants.

How the Ashbaugh's Compost? 

We do the "compost as you go" style." As we cook, we collect food scraps in the aforementioned container. When it's full, we empty it into the pile (GREENS). Later that day, Mark will come along and throw a layer of BROWNS on it.

At first our composting pile was contained in a circular enclosure of cinder blocks. (These blocks, like the materials for everything we create, were found on the property.)



However, then Mark learned that the pile needed more air circulation, so this is the set-up as it currently stands.




Isn't it hilarious how excited people get over a pile of waste?

In other yard news, look what has started to grow!


I wonder if this lettuce would be more productive in a salad or as food for the compost pile?


Lesson Learned: Definitely too early in this experiment to have learned much yet. I will say though, composting helps keep our trash from stinking! And that's a good thing.


October 14, 2013

Lesson 115: Our 2nd Wedding

I always dreamed of having a colorful fall wedding. Leaves changing, slightly cool weather, the best time of year!

But Manning's do not get married in the fall. In our household, Fall = Football.

So, the first time around, Mark and I complied. We married a few days after Christmas and celebrated with friends and family on New Year's Eve.
 
The celebration was pretty much perfect, except for this whole part!

Since we had to do it again, this time it was all fall, y'all!

Want to see what it was like?

Photos of Our 10/10 Wedding 

The Bride and Groom:

The Guests:



The Day:

The Food:

The Ceremony:


The Happy Couple:


The End. 

Lesson Learned: Who gets to have "the best day of my life" twice?


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