Christy Kennard

What? Pray? March 18, 2012

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One of my favorite things about being married to a pastor is learning from him every week!  If there is one thing my husband does not lack it is passion!  That boy has more heart than I could hope for!

This week he was teaching on prayer.  No really.  Not just the typical message about how we should pray, but a message about how we MUST pray!  He passed these boards around the entire room having everyone write out something that they needed prayer for.  Then he did the most uncomfortable thing I have ever seen.  He asked everyone in the room to find a partner and actually pray for them.  Out loud!

I was sitting in the back of the room and you could see people squirming in their seats. He took a few minutes to encourage them and talk to them about what prayer was before he set his clock for 2 minutes.  That’s it!  2 minutes.

To be honest  I wasn’t sure if people would actually pray, but they did.  To my amazement I saw people facing each other all over the room really praying.  Sure they might have wet their pants in the process but they did it!

The point of the lesson was not to make these people feel uncomfortable.  The point was that if we really want to see God do something in our lives, we have to SEEK Him.  We have to have a relationship with him where simply talking to him comes naturally. In the Bible we see Elijah call for a drought lasting 3 1/2 years  and Joshua pleading with God to make the sun stand still…….through prayer. Then we read verses like this one:

Confess your trespasses to one another, and pray for one another, that you may be healed. The effective, fervent [passionate, boiling]  prayer of a righteous man avails [benefits] much.”  James 5:16

I have so much to learn about prayer.  I long to have a prayer life that I feel is effective and powerful.  I want my prayers to be boiling with passion!


My Crowd Surfing Experience….. April 30, 2011

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A few weeks ago I was up in The Woodlands speaking to an amazing group of ladies when I decided to do a little crowd surfing.  It is pretty amusing to imagine this crazy mother of five taking the lunge of her life!  If you take away the crowd and just leave me leaping off the stage, you will have a pretty accurate picture of how my little adventure turned out.  If I am completely honest, it was a lot less like crowd surfing and a lot MORE like falling right off the edge of the stage!  FACE PLANT!!

First of all, the stage was a little crowded and I was left with only a small area to move around.  About 10 minutes in, I took one step too many and fell to my face.  Lieterally….I hit my face on the ground.  How do you recover gracefully from something like this?  In the half-second I had to think about it I tried to just pop back up and keep on going.  That didn’t work very well when I looked up to a room full of ladies trying to stifle their laughs.  I had to be a sight.  My hair was all over my head, my forehead was red, and my shirt needed an adjustment!  Rather than trying to make a smooth transition to my next point I busted out laughing giving every other woman in the room permission to join in!  

It took me a few minutes to get back into my groove, but in the end we had a GREAT time together.  Before I left that day I had the opportunity to talk, share and pray with some struggling women.  As I walked to my car after it was over, I was so thankful that God was there to to fill in the gaps for me.  I don’t have to have a flawless presentation.  I can fall on my face but in the end His word is what is remembered.  He is sufficient!   

” But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.”  1 Corinthians 12:9


My NEW Television Hero… January 31, 2011

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When I was a kid my sister and I would fight over who got to be Princess Leia when we watched Star Wars.  We dreamed of having hair long enough to do matching buns that covered our ears, not to mention the ability to show up as a hologram from our robotic friend R2-D2.  There have been many other television heroes over the years that I have longed to imitate but I hit an all time high last week while watching Phineas and Ferb.  I caught myself thinking….man I want to be like Ferb!  My longing did not come from his unmatched intelligence or his ability to pull of high waisted pants, although both are quite desirable, it is because he is a man of few words.  His quirky brother Phineas puts it best, “Ferb is more of a man of action!”  Ferb may speak a sentence or two in each episode.  His words are calculated.  This is not a characteristic that I have.  My 7th grade science teacher put it well when she told my mom that I had diarrhea of the mouth.  I talk WAY too much.   I don’t think before I speak and have to go back and make things right way too often.  While I am going to take a pass on the green hair, I am working to become “Ferberized!”

“Whoever guards his mouth and tongue keeps his soul from troubles.”  Proverbs 21:23


…In the tub September 24, 2010

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I give up!  My 13 month old daughter is the messiest eater of all of my children.  With all of my other kids I kept an extra container of wipes handy in the kitchen so I could do a quick clean up after the meal had been devoured.  This round, I have changed my course of action.  On numerous occasions I have found food from her head to her toe.  It matters not whether it is a banana or spaghetti she manages to get some into every crease of her body–it is almost a skill.  I have conceded to the fact that only the bathtub will do. When I use the wipes I always find a little snack somewhere a couple of hours later.   At least twice a day she ends up splashing around as I remove the remnants of her most recent meal.  It should not have surprised me when she began crawling to my room after dinner tonight.  She was just headed in her usual direction.

As I was bathing her off after she stuffed herself with fish sticks and  macaroni and cheese I almost laughed.  She is really unaware of her need to be cleaned.  She is simply doing the most natural thing in the world by satisfying her hunger.  Nobody told her that she was supposed to get it all in her mouth.  She just sits in her chair, dimples shining, stuffing her adorable little face.   I am always nearby to give assistance if necessary (although she RARELY takes me up on it)……surprisingly, I am not that much different. 

The longer that I follow Jesus the more I become aware of my sinfulness and desperate need for purification.  I am incredibly dirty and desperately need to be cleaned.  I was blissfully unaware of this 15 years ago, I thought I was an okay person.  The closer that I have grown to Jesus the more aware of my filth I have become.  I have learned the necessity of jumping in the tub of his forgiveness on a much more regular basis.  What a refreshing time when I can go before the creator of the universe and receive a good scrub down.  I could try to get it all cleaned up with a little wipe, but there will always be stuff left over.  We serve a God who is anxiously waiting for us to put down our insufficient wipes and take a giant plunge into his river of grace!

“…let us draw near to God with a sincere heart in full assurance of faith, having our hearts sprinkled to cleanse us from a guilty conscience and having our bodies washed with pure water. Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for he who promised is faithful.”  Hebrews 10:22-23

“All of us have become like one who is unclean, and all our righteous acts are like filthy rags; we all shrivel up like a leaf, and like the wind our sins sweep us away.”  Isaiah 64:6


I am the THIEF in the night! September 9, 2010

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I bought some stuff off of eBay recently and have been eagerly waiting all week for them to be delivered.  Today, as I was unloading my kids, I saw the mailman take two large boxes to one of the houses down the street.  I was a little suspicious but didn’t give it a second thought once I got into the house.  As I was checking my email tonight I received a tracking update that my packages had been delivered.  I checked the porch one more time but there were no boxes.  So I did what any respectable person does at 10:00 at night.  I got out of my pajamas and back into my clothes and took a little walk down the street.  I tried to be as nonchalant as possible as I did my porch peeking.  As I passed the house where I had seen the mailman leave the boxes I noticed that they were still sitting on the porch.  I contemplated my next move.  Should I walk up and check the name on the box, or wait until the morning to knock on the door.  As much as I would like to say that I chose the latter, I did not.  I tip-toed up to the porch making the extra effort not to make any noise.   Just as I suspected I saw my name and address clearly printed on the shipping label.  I grabbed the boxes and drug them back down the street to my house.  As I made the journey home I began preparing my speech just in case someone confronted me and my beloved packages.  Luckily I did not have to defend my actions but as I maneuvered them into the house I realized that my heart was beating as if I had actually stolen them.  When I showed my husband what I had found he spent the next ten minutes making fun of me.   The more I thought about it I realized that he had good reason for his laughter!  My mission was borderline crazy. 

I tend to be single-minded at times.  (Stubborn might be a better description but since I am the one writing this I will use more flattering words!)  I was convinced that those packages were mine and I would have had a hard time getting to sleep had I not marched down the road to find out.  As much as I hate to admit it, I get like this fairly often.  When I realized this about my self I was determined that it could be positive a character trait.  Soon after, I came across some verses in Psalm 119:113-115, “I hate double-minded men, but I love your law. You are my refuge and my shield; I have put my hope in your word.  Away from me, you evildoers, that I may keep the commands of my God!”  These verses require me to maintain focus!  I have to keep my mind focused on Christ and put my hope in him alone.  There are so many things in this world that are distracting and I am called to be of one mind and to remain alert!  I can’t allow the things of this world to creep in and allow me to become double-minded.  I have to choose my loyalty and seek to put Him first in every single decision!  I am far from the mark, but I know that when I do this my life as a follower of Jesus is much more fulfilling than when I get off track!


I am THAT lady… August 12, 2010

I went to the grocery store last week and headed to the checkout with a full basket.  There was only one lane open so I read the headlines of the gossip magazines as I waited (not so patiently) for my turn.  When it came time for me to start unloading my goods on to the belt I overheard the cashier talking to the person in front of me about the crazy people who use lots of coupons.  He said confidently that these people want to get their food for free and that they will argue with him endlessly about whether or not their item purchased matches the requirements on the coupon.  The customer he was talking to was just laughing and made some off the cuff remark about her time being too precious to cut all of those out.  They gave each other a toothy grin and she was off. 

It was now my turn  and I greeted the cashier as he rapidly scanned my items.  You could see that his stress level was up since the line had grown and there were four or five people waiting behind me.  He obviously was not in the mood for small talk anymore and kept his focus solely on getting me out of there as fast as possible.  His plan worked well until I pulled out my coupon gun, fully loaded!  You see, I LOVE coupons.  I actually find great pleasure in knowing that I got a particular item cheaper than the guy behind me.  There is a sense of great satisfaction when you save more than you spend!  When I first started out I was always a little timid and insecure as I handed the cashier my ammo, but not anymore!  I handed them over with a grin that matched the one he shared with his previous customer.  He gave me a frustrated look that almost asked, “are you serious?”  He then laid my coupons down, walked away from his register to the end of the line and began apologizing to all of the other customers.  He told them that their wait would be a little longer because he was having to scan my coupons.  He walked back to his station and reluctantly finished checking me out.    When he was finished he looked at the bottom of my receipt and told me I had saved $84.50 on my groceries.  Knowing I had just swiped my card for a mere $62.00 I took my receipt and almost skipped out of the store. 

As I was unloading my bags into my car I thought about how the cashier had made such a big deal out of my coupons.  It wasn’t enough that he rolled his eyes into the back of his head, he had to make an announcement about his feelings.  Nobody in the line seemed to mind that I was saving some extra dough, he was the only one upset about it!   I realize that this does slightly complicate his job, and I understand his stress level knowing that he has been trained to get the customers through the line as quickly as possible.  I just had a hard time processing why he had to make a production out of it…it literally took him less than a minute to scan them. 

As I drove home I realized that I often do the same thing.  I may be running my fingers across the keyboard or reading a book and one of my kids will want a drink.  It really isn’t a big deal, it only takes me a few seconds to get up and help them, but because it is not what I want to be doing I get frustrated.  I do this in various situations all the time.  When it boils down to it I want to do what I want and I don’t want to have to make adjustments in order to accommodate people.  I teach my kids about not being selfish all the time and yet I am the master at it.  I am just like my little cashier friend.  I may not make a statement to everyone else around me but inwardly I am thinking, “why can’t I just sit for five minutes without somebody needing something.”  Is there anything more selfish?  Sure I need a break from time to time but that doesn’t justify all the feelings that are waging war inside of me.  When I allow myself to ponder on the selfish thoughts I become resentful and irritable.  Does any of this bring about good?  My job is to take those thoughts captive and focus on the things that will honor God and not feed my selfish ambitions!

“We demolish arguments and every pretension that sets itself up against the knowledge of God, and we take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ.”  2 Cor 10:5

“Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.”  Phil. 4:8


THE OLDER, THE DUMBER!!! August 4, 2010

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I used to think I had it all figured out!  When I graduated from high school I was the smartest I have ever been!  At that point in my life I had it all planned out.  I didn’t even question what my future would look like.  When I graduated from college I wasn’t quite as sure and now I have NO IDEA what the next ten years will look like. 

This has been a constant in my life.  It seems to pop up in my life with each new adventure.  When my first child was born (the one who must have read all of the books from the womb because he followed all the rules) I thought I had this baby thing figured out!  Here we are five kids later and I realize I have no idea what I am doing–they are all so different. 

When my husband went into the ministry 9 years ago I remember having a critical eye to anyone who didn’t do things the way we were doing them.  Today I look back and see the wisdom in so many of the people who I was so quick to dismiss years ago.

“Is not wisdom found among the aged? Does not long life bring understanding?”  (Job 12:12)

I love this verse because it reminds me that I don’t have it all together.  I am not as smart as I think I am.  The older I get, the dumber I get.  It is not that I am really dumber, it is just that I realize I wasn’t as smart as I thought I was to begin with!  As crazy as it might seem there is such freedom in this realization for me.    I am so grateful for older (wiser) people in my life that are willing to share their heart and their experiences with me.   I know that it is through them that I too might gain some wisdom!

“Do you see a man wise in his own eyes? There is more hope for a fool than for him.” Proverbs 26:12