<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:44:30.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beekman Notes</title><subtitle type='html'>Livin' it up with Jesus and the folks of Beekman Ave in the South Bronx</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-6223212987340272830</id><published>2010-03-08T19:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T19:59:04.984-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Devastating News From Close Friends in Morocco</title><content type='html'>This time last year, we were just moments away from a week long service trip to Morocco.  We were called there to help serve the seven foster couples, collectively raising thirty three children.  I think I speak for us all when I say that this trip transformed our lives in some way, shape or form if not turn it on its head.  The faith of these parents is unlike any I have ever witnessed; faith in the Lord's direction, calling and according provision.  I, like many others, was challenged and stretched by their blatant obedience to the call of the Lord.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, almost one year later, the Moroccan government, Muslim by law, raided and evacuated all foreign occupants, leaving thirty three children, alone, once again in their short lives.  We ask that you join us in ceaseless prayer and fasting for the these children, for the hearts of those involved in the Moroccan government, for the families and parents so quickly uprooted from their lives.  Spread the word!  Tell what authorities you can get a hold of, write to the press, make a ruckus and continue to lift up these needs to our Father in heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Attached is the most recent press release, please check back here for constant updates and reports.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 14px; "&gt;MOROCCAN AUTHORITIES INVADE CHILDREN’S ORPHANAGE – EXPEL PARENTS FROM COUNTRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, March 8th, Moroccan authorities raided Village of Hope (VOH), a children’s home in the Middle Atlas mountains of Morocco, originally founded by two Americans in 1957 as a home for orphaned children.  The authorities arrived during the school day, entered the classrooms and told the adopted children their parents are being told to leave the country and will be leaving the children behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the ensuing chaos, officials told the parents at VOH that they are being expelled from the country because they have been talking to their children about Christianity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2002, the Village of Hope registered with the Moroccan government as an official Christian organization and received permission to talk about Christianity to the children in their care.  Under the Moroccan government, it is illegal for anyone to talk about their Christian faith without first being asked.  In the case of these parents, they had gotten permission to do so from the government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the secret police raided VOH, children cried out hysterically for their parents who were being forced to board a bus to the airport 30 minutes after receiving this news. The authorities are not allowing the parents to take any of the children with them which leaves behind 33 children who were in their care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The staff at Village of Hope had moved there to dedicate their lives to adopting unwanted and orphaned children.  In Morocco, it is only legal for Muslims to adopt children so the parents were acting as “foster parents” but in actuality the children considered them to be their parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The staff were told this directive came from the new Minister of Justice for Morocco, Mohammed Naciri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;In Christ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Kirstin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-6223212987340272830?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6223212987340272830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=6223212987340272830' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/6223212987340272830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/6223212987340272830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2010/03/devastating-news-from-close-friends-in.html' title='Devastating News From Close Friends in Morocco'/><author><name>Kirstin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16856306789659008786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-5845024274535026697</id><published>2010-02-11T11:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T11:16:56.718-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Days</title><content type='html'>So Yesterday was a snow day for the kids and for a few of us.&lt;br /&gt;I think snow days for us are what God had in mind when He asked us to practice Sabbath.&lt;br /&gt;For crazy New Yorkers, for stressed out students and members of the workforce, forcing oneself to take a Sabbath, a REAL Sabbath is near to impossible.&lt;br /&gt;But Yesterday? Yesterday was magic. Yesterday was beauty at it's finest.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was one of those days where you've penciled every little detail into your planner and then God throws your plans out of the window with a wonderful Blizzard leaving you guilt free and awe struck.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday God said "Go play in the snow, you need it". "Rest, you need it" "Spend time with the children, you need it - to see what happy is, to see what carefree is, to see what trust is."&lt;br /&gt;God said "Seek first my kingdom and my rightousness and these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of it's own" Matthew 6: 33-34&lt;br /&gt;Some of you know that I have been stressed out lately - anxious, almost losing my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I felt good for the first time in a long time. Last night, I slept better than I've slept in months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the first miracle the snow day brought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second miracle was that for the 1st time, ever, I saw people from this neighboorhood act like kids again. I saw teenagers that stopped pretending they were 'hard', that put their walls down for a few hours because little flakes of frozen water and air were falling from the sky.&lt;br /&gt;I saw grown men scream and laugh as they boarded down the hill.&lt;br /&gt;I saw 13 year olds ACT 13 for once.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there were some whining children, Both Kiwi and Justin were pretty sure they had frost bite.&lt;br /&gt;Yes there were injuries, Mani's lip was bleading at some point.&lt;br /&gt;But all of it was funny, and all of it was sweet and all of it was happy, because yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Well, yesterday was a day of God.&lt;br /&gt;It was a day of childlike faith.&lt;br /&gt;It was a day of sledding down.&lt;br /&gt;It was a day of letting go.&lt;br /&gt;It was a snow day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-5845024274535026697?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5845024274535026697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=5845024274535026697' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/5845024274535026697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/5845024274535026697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2010/02/snow-days.html' title='Snow Days'/><author><name>Valpros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070653568638847134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_un-xa7818kk/SziVxpd5aHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wx9SIHkFvSM/S220/7925_262798805075_559715075_9022172_5272150_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-8779919281266626061</id><published>2010-02-05T00:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T00:50:14.888-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Count Every Day A Blessing</title><content type='html'>Today, as I was asked to recount my story and how I ended up here, at 321 Beekman Avenue, I couldn't help but marvel at the sovereignty of our Lord.  He is so great, so mighty, so all-knowing.  He has brought me here and blessed me beyond my wildest dreams and has consequentially shifted my life plans, goals and ambitions.  As I struggled to explain the many ways that God has shaped me since moving here, I couldn't help but to come back to the reality that I &lt;i&gt;feel&lt;/i&gt; God here, that somehow, He has made himself tangible--in this house, on this block, in these people.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight, as Sara and I sat around a table cloth with girls dressed in princess outfits, sipping tea, I thought that this must indeed be the Kingdom of Heaven.  We spoke of our princes back home and our unicorns waiting downstairs, of our shining castles and expensive dresses.  As I mentioned the later ballroom dancing that was to take place, Nyah exclaimed "How does it get better than this?!"  I simply thought, "It doesn't."  It doesn't get better than a weekend full of tea parties and dance parties, sleepovers and home visits.  We look forward to the next few days as prayers continue to be answered, as boys sleepover in Harlem with admirable men serving as role models in their daily lives.  We look forward to the girls slumbering here, in our castle, with equally admirable women of Christ, and to Kelly headed to Harleysville for a second time. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And while I'm excited about the headway we're making here, the development of our friendships and relationships and ever eager to expand and do more, I am too often grounded by compromise--of money and time and everything in between.   I ask you to join us in praying for continued expansion, for a re-establishing a commitment to schedule within our house and community and for continued enthusiasm.  I ask that you pray against such compromise of our hearts, of God's will both here and around the world.  Furthermore, I ask you to continue to pray for our neighborhood, for the most recent victims of violence, for the police that have re-established their presence and for the disadvantages that our friends are faced with daily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, I encourage you to find the little girls in your life, to accompany them on an extravagant tea party of your very own and to learn, in the process, everything you've ever needed to know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grace and peace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kirstin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-8779919281266626061?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/8779919281266626061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=8779919281266626061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/8779919281266626061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/8779919281266626061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2010/02/count-every-day-blessing.html' title='Count Every Day A Blessing'/><author><name>Kirstin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16856306789659008786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-4856695051612827348</id><published>2010-01-01T22:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T22:28:50.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Check What Our Friends Are Doing!</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the spirit of making resolutions (which I always thought was silly but now am seeing as a chance to set goals for myself especially in my relationship with God and to the world that I actually can try to keep!) I wanted to share something that our super cool friends Whitney and Allie are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both moved to the city this last May and have quickly become dear friends of ours and these ladies are literally some of my favorites, if I didn't live with the best roommates ever already I'd want it to be these girls. BUT, this is what they're doing: they aren't buying nay new clothes for a whole year! And these girls arent jeans and a t-shirt girls or anything like that, they are for sure the best dressed girls I know, Allie is even starting an internship at Manolo Blahnik! So check out their website and be inspired! (Click the title of this post to link to their site.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://nonewclothes.wordpress.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-4856695051612827348?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://nonewclothes.wordpress.com/' title='Check What Our Friends Are Doing!'/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://nonewclothes.wordpress.com/' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/4856695051612827348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=4856695051612827348' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/4856695051612827348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/4856695051612827348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2010/01/check-what-our-friends-are-doing.html' title='Check What Our Friends Are Doing!'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-7331056404715040295</id><published>2009-12-28T06:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T06:58:37.054-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates!</title><content type='html'>Hi All!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I just realized a bunch of you who are so important to my life don't even know about this Blog! Just for a re-cap this is a blog where you can read up on what my roommates and I are doing, how you can pray for us and our lives in community with our neighbors in the South Bronx, each other and Jesus! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now I am writing this from Kenya and although I am enjoying the wonderful break from the winter cold I do miss the babies and my roommates incredibly! :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In recent news, I took the 3 younger girls next door to see Princess and the Frog! Just so you know it's the best Disney movie since the DIsney classics so if you haven't seen it, leave your computer and do so immediately!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It truly was a blessing to take the girls and I praise God for the first black Disney Princess. I don't know to which extent the girls realized that this was a  moment in history but I really believe looking back they'll see that they experienced something special. It was definitely special for me seeing their faces light up and hearing Mani say "she looks like me!". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also got to open presents with the babies and have them read the story of Jesus before they did so. It was really an amazing and fun night doing that with them and I'm so grateful that we have some kind of hand in sharing the meaning of Christmas with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prayer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would just like you to pray for our boldness in sharing the Gospel with the adults!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd like to pray for men to come in and mentor our young boys who really need it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd like to pray for strength and encouragement of our community with each other, God and the our neighbors! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope your Christmas was amazing and filled with love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy New Year and be blessed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" If God is for us, who can be against us?" Romans 8:32 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-7331056404715040295?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7331056404715040295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=7331056404715040295' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/7331056404715040295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/7331056404715040295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2009/12/updates.html' title='Updates!'/><author><name>Valpros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070653568638847134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_un-xa7818kk/SziVxpd5aHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wx9SIHkFvSM/S220/7925_262798805075_559715075_9022172_5272150_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-7456897836305602929</id><published>2009-12-01T17:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T17:11:02.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Advent Time</title><content type='html'>Greetings All, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you had a great time of Thanksgiving. One of the things I am thankful for this minute is our new slow cooker (actually my mom's old one from the 80s) in which our curry for our first advent dinner has been cooking since this morning! So what is this Advent Dinner? We aren't really sure yet, but hopefully it will be a time within our house community and with those who are really instrumental in our ministry here to gather and set our eyes and hearts towards Christ's coming. How great will it be when He comes back once and for all and the Kingdom is completely fulfilled?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a little advent wreath on our dinner table and we'll be lighting the first candle tonight (Churches do it on Sundays but we have church on Sundays so Tuesdays are the next best thing). We are reading from Isaiah 60, vs 1-5:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Arise, shine, for your light has come,&lt;br /&gt;       and the glory of the LORD rises upon you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; See, darkness covers the earth&lt;br /&gt;       and thick darkness is over the peoples,&lt;br /&gt;       but the LORD rises upon you&lt;br /&gt;       and his glory appears over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Nations will come to your light,&lt;br /&gt;       and kings to the brightness of your dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Lift up your eyes and look about you:&lt;br /&gt;       All assemble and come to you;&lt;br /&gt;       your sons come from afar,&lt;br /&gt;       and your daughters are carried on the arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then you will look and be radiant,&lt;br /&gt;       your heart will throb and swell with joy;&lt;br /&gt;       the wealth on the seas will be brought to you,&lt;br /&gt;       to you the riches of the nations will come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that y'all are able to see the hope we have in Christ in every possible way tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-7456897836305602929?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7456897836305602929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=7456897836305602929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/7456897836305602929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/7456897836305602929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2009/12/advent-time.html' title='Advent Time'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-3936946997811226177</id><published>2009-11-17T21:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:43:20.622-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisters, Sisters</title><content type='html'>Hi Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to update about a special trip we took with some of the girls last week to go ice skating in central park. Kirstin and I had promised to take one of the younger girls out a while ago and so we finally decided to take her and her older sister out ice skating. We had such a great time and the girls were really pros- by the end they were skating backwards and on one foot and even doing spins! It was also a great time for them to bond as sisters which is much needed and tough when the older/younger battles are always going. Here are some pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SwNe05AxKTI/AAAAAAAAAE4/wm9QC0v5iNI/s1600/me+and+beba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SwNe05AxKTI/AAAAAAAAAE4/wm9QC0v5iNI/s320/me+and+beba.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405268240524978482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SwNe0pTAzdI/AAAAAAAAAEw/SyzAtfqHArE/s1600/neenee+and+beba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SwNe0pTAzdI/AAAAAAAAAEw/SyzAtfqHArE/s320/neenee+and+beba.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405268236306533842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SwNe0VAayAI/AAAAAAAAAEo/K5wzqYdEWKs/s1600/ice+skating.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SwNe0VAayAI/AAAAAAAAAEo/K5wzqYdEWKs/s320/ice+skating.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405268230859835394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're all doing well and getting as excited for the holidays as we are, we've got lots of great plans for how to spend them that are gonna be loads of fun and hopefully a blessing to our neighborhood too, grace and peace folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-3936946997811226177?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3936946997811226177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=3936946997811226177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/3936946997811226177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/3936946997811226177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2009/11/sisters-sisters.html' title='Sisters, Sisters'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SwNe05AxKTI/AAAAAAAAAE4/wm9QC0v5iNI/s72-c/me+and+beba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-4540474478173884265</id><published>2009-11-08T12:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T12:27:30.304-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing the Gospel</title><content type='html'>Good Morning Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a really exciting week here as God has been showing up pretty unexpectedly in our conversations with neighbors. As He would have it, all of those neighbors are teenaged boys and He has not in fact given us any men to mentor these boys but He has placed a curiosity in their hearts. Most of the time I don't really understand God or the way He moves but I think that is a good thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday night&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this week, Sara and Val were hanging out with two boys from the block and one of our guy friends who was staying with us for a while. One of the boys comes over all the time but is pretty wrapped up in the hood lifestyle and mostly just talks about girls, this boy brought over one of his friends who we'd never met before. Conversation of course turned to girls, and our friend Clinton who was staying with us was able to preach the gospel to them about girls, sex, being black, drugs, and life in general. Sara and Val were pretty floored and encouraged by their talk and the boys seemed to really take it to heart and be interested, one of them even mentioned it to me the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on Thursday Kirstin and I were having dinner with the other two boys who live next door, they come over almost every night now and I make them grilled cheese. These boys have quickly become some of our favorites, for some reason they love hanging out at our house and telling us about their days. They are so respectful and smart both of them (although of course they've got their issues too). We were just having normal conversation when all of a sudden one asked me, "Who killed Jesus?" Kiki and I looked at each other stunned and I gave an explanation, ending with telling them about our own sin and that really Jesus had to die for each of us. Then they asked, "So who was Jesus?" We talked about it a bit and then dinner ended and we had promised to take some of the girls ice skating so we left. I think I'm going to give each of these boys a copy of the new testament and ask them if they want to read it, either on their own or with some of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never imagined that God would ask us to be the spiritual mothers of these kids but until he provides them with more permanent men in their lives who are willing to take on the task we are happy to do it! Pray for us that we'd have the boldness and understanding to speak the gospel into these boys lives and that we would be able to find men to also do this with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;(with more to come on the ice skating adventures as soon as Kiki puts up the pictures)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-4540474478173884265?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/4540474478173884265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=4540474478173884265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/4540474478173884265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/4540474478173884265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2009/11/sharing-gospel.html' title='Sharing the Gospel'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-1005998051355335424</id><published>2009-10-27T10:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T11:02:31.474-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We REALLY REALLY Need Men!</title><content type='html'>Hi Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Fall is treating you well, we are having a great time up here and are really enjoying spending time with our neighbors. We are all really one big family now, we don't lock our roof doors anymore so everyone from next door just comes over whenever and vice verse. We are seriously considering finding one big house for all of us! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One new thing is that all the teenagers have really been spending time here since school has started. The little kids all have afterschool programs till 6 or so and now the older kids come over as soon as they get home to get snacks and hang out. Most of them in fact are boys (ages 12-15). We love them so much and really act as stand in mothers for most of them. A typical day looks like one of them coming home from football or school and coming straight to our house to talk about the day, use the computers, and have us make them grilled cheese. It is so much fun and we love these boys like they were our own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we love them so much, we want them to grow up into great men who really love God and love the people around them. Friends, it is so so hard for them to do this without the influence of other men in their lives. We can spend all the time we want with them but we aren't men so it is just not enough. They are at such a vulnerable time in their lives and face choices everyday that could make or break them. We would love for each of them to be mentored by one of our wonderful guy friends! This would ideally involve spending scheduled time with them weekly, maybe even reading the Bible with them. We would pay for you to take them out and do stuff in the city every once in a while. One of the greatest challenges for us has been the lack of male support/influence with our family here. Would you please consider committing to one of these young men, I really can't think of a more worthy investment! Thanks for praying with us for this, ,we are trusting God that he will provide for our boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-1005998051355335424?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1005998051355335424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=1005998051355335424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/1005998051355335424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/1005998051355335424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-really-really-need-men.html' title='We REALLY REALLY Need Men!'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-8647869656661353431</id><published>2009-09-22T22:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T22:55:05.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from the Last Month!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SrmN_d9HCsI/AAAAAAAAAEg/c4Rs9bHZ0FE/s1600-h/other+group+apple+picking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SrmN_d9HCsI/AAAAAAAAAEg/c4Rs9bHZ0FE/s320/other+group+apple+picking.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384490951010355906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SrmNbQMpKCI/AAAAAAAAAEY/35N5NInp3ys/s1600-h/group+apple+picking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SrmNbQMpKCI/AAAAAAAAAEY/35N5NInp3ys/s320/group+apple+picking.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384490328562276514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SrmNasl2zZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/m7RB3VjQS7s/s1600-h/zoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SrmNasl2zZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/m7RB3VjQS7s/s320/zoo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384490319284194706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SrmNaV5q3rI/AAAAAAAAAEA/H5h39-gMckU/s1600-h/kiks+and+val+and+babies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SrmNaV5q3rI/AAAAAAAAAEA/H5h39-gMckU/s320/kiks+and+val+and+babies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384490313193283250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SrmNZ7pUSII/AAAAAAAAAD4/A0oN65S4b3A/s1600-h/kelly+and+yoyo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SrmNZ7pUSII/AAAAAAAAAD4/A0oN65S4b3A/s320/kelly+and+yoyo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384490306145372290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Fall everyone! It's been so nice to be able to cook and stay inside without sweating and we've had a great time sending the kids back to school and doing lots of other fun stuff. There have been some ups and downs but it seems like everything is settling into place now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend we even took a bunch of the kids and their Mom to go apple picking in NJ with our Navs friends. It was such a great time and we are loving being with our extended and adopted families up here! Here are a bunch of adorable shots of the darlings...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-8647869656661353431?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/8647869656661353431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=8647869656661353431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/8647869656661353431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/8647869656661353431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2009/09/pictures-from-last-month.html' title='Pictures from the Last Month!'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SrmN_d9HCsI/AAAAAAAAAEg/c4Rs9bHZ0FE/s72-c/other+group+apple+picking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-2930644255952285896</id><published>2009-09-09T14:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T14:13:16.427-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Praying for Our Enemies</title><content type='html'>Hi Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day of school has come and Kirstin and I got to wake up this morning to see the kids off on the bus. They were so excited and their smiles were so big it was really the cutest thing ever! We snapped a couple pictures so I'll put them up a little later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really writing to let you all know about some issues we are facing with the police here. I grew up having a great impression of law enforcement and never having really dealt with them other than on TV and in the Movies. When I moved here though that began to change, within a week of moving in cops were telling me to "get the hell out of the hood" and not so nice or respectful things. Our block is certainly a dangerous one and since another shooting happened a few weeks back we have had 24 hour police surveillance and they've brought in special teams to try and deal with the "hot block."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all fine and we don't like shootings either but the police have begun to harass our neighbors, some deservedly so but in the last week they have detained our 13 year old neighbor simply because she was sitting outside and wouldn't leave. Of course no charges were pressed because sitting on your front step is not actually illegal but it is certainly a traumatic and unjust thing for a girl we care about deeply. Last night Kirstin was sitting out again with this girl, her brother and some other friends at around 9pm. One of the boys had pliers since he had just fixed his bike and a cop came up and asked "if he had a problem." The boy explained that he was fixing his bike, which the cop didn't believe, Kirstin vouched for him, which he still didn't believe. They were all then told that this was the worst possible place to be, and if they didn't go inside they could arrest them all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the teenagers went inside, Kirstin and I went to speak with the cops about this harassment. We explained our bad experiences with the police and that we did appreciate what they were doing but would also appreciate it if they spoke with more respect to our neighbors. (In more words than that of course). We definitely had a decent conversation but it was striking how different their perspective was. These police were offended and threatened by 13 year olds who didn't respect them even though they had not respected them in the beginning. I asked them to try and show that they were in fact at least ten years older and come at the kids with a little bit more respect since they were not in fact doing anything wrong, they sort of agreed to this but then ran off on some sort of emergency. Just a few minutes later they were back just standing on the corner. Please pray with us for them that they would be given the mindset of Jesus and have a little more compassion for the people who have no choice but to live on this block that they hate so bad. We want them to do their jobs in protecting us but also in respecting and loving the community they are in. Thanks so much for your continued prayers and support and let us know if you've got any radically loving ideas for how we can deal with this situation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-2930644255952285896?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2930644255952285896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=2930644255952285896' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/2930644255952285896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/2930644255952285896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2009/09/praying-for-our-enemies.html' title='Praying for Our Enemies'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-9135478124634515389</id><published>2009-09-08T20:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T20:31:57.768-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School!</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is the first day of school for NYC public school students and we can't wait! It's been an incredible summer and we've been able to really solidify and build relationships with all of our neighbors. But man are we excited for the kids to get back to school! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get to wake up early tomorrow morning and send them all off with their fresh new uniforms and school supplies. We also all started class today which for Sara and I was our last-first day of class ever! We'll all have a lot of decisions coming up over the next few months as to what God has for us next so be praying with us for his guidance and for his protection over our kids as they go off to school, that they would be able to learn and that we and their teachers would be able to love and serve them well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-9135478124634515389?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/9135478124634515389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=9135478124634515389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/9135478124634515389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/9135478124634515389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School!'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-3030505670785060496</id><published>2009-07-16T11:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T11:27:25.424-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Days</title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're enjoying the long summer days that we are here, they've brought with them a lot of great neighborhood bonding and a little piece of the Kingdom of God! We've continued to get to know more of our neighbors as we all sit out every night and we've especially gotten to bond more with those that we've known all year. Our next door neighbor Itza (mom of the seven kids) was able to get a day time job so we've gotten to eat dinner with her a couple times and she is so much fun to hang out with! Pray for us that we would continue to be a blessing to her physical needs and that through this Christ would begin to meet her spiritual needs as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all of you have given to our camp fund, 4 children are getting to learn about Jesus for the first time because of your generosity! I got to pick them up on their first day and the excitement with which they told me about Jesus feeding the five thousand was contagious! They also said they had read it from the Holy Book of Luke which was super cute. Pray with us that they would continue to be excited by the Word and that it would sink into their hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've also started our own little Bible camp here with the Spanish church. Last week was the first week and it went fairly well, it was kind of crazy and we had to be really flexible but we got to know some more people and hopefully serve them a bit, as well as partner with the Spanish church in something they really want to do. A lot of people were just surprised to see the place open and were excited about that which makes us long even more for the larger church to be renewed and open once again. On that note pray with us that God would give us the 200,000$ it will probably take to do that and the faith to keep pursuing that which he has called us to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Kirstin and I have both gotten to spend some extra time with the kids who aren't going to camp everyday (too old or too young). They are in the middle of summer boredom phase and last week I got to take three of them to the Bronx Zoo (which was amazing!). It was great to see them get so excited and their minds to be opened a little bit. Kirstin is taking them to the Museum of Modern Art today, pray with us that these outings would not just be fun/cool things to do but that the girls would know of our and God's love for them through this time. Thank you all for your continued support and prayers, let us know if there is any way we can be lifting you up also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;Jillian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-3030505670785060496?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3030505670785060496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=3030505670785060496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/3030505670785060496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/3030505670785060496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-days.html' title='Summer Days'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-3825792146893866447</id><published>2009-07-04T14:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T14:24:03.802-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Movin on up... to the Bronx!</title><content type='html'>So! This is my first Post on the Beekman Notes. It's crazy being the new roommate in here and it has already changed my life around! &lt;div&gt;I moved in almost 2 weeks ago now and it already seems like I've been there quite awhile.  In the latest news, we just had the welcome/info session/community building party for camp and I think it was a great success. There were water balloons, freeze dance competitions, new friends, and most importantly Tostones. It's cray how much you can feel God move throughout this community and bring people together. I don't know what His plan is, or how long I'm meant to be in this house for but so far it's just been an honor to serve along with these lovely ladies.  In further important news, I have remembered the recipe to some amazing apple pie that could be coming to you shortly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God Bless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-3825792146893866447?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3825792146893866447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=3825792146893866447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/3825792146893866447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/3825792146893866447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2009/07/movin-on-up-to-bronx.html' title='Movin on up... to the Bronx!'/><author><name>Valpros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070653568638847134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_un-xa7818kk/SziVxpd5aHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wx9SIHkFvSM/S220/7925_262798805075_559715075_9022172_5272150_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-6876971408690285140</id><published>2009-06-29T15:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T16:06:14.091-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The House Where Everyone Goes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hey guys... just thought you might enjoy reading this. It was written by Kelly, the oldest girl of the 7 kids next door. Enjoy, but make sure to read the new entry below too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Story written by: Kelly Webster&lt;div&gt;Typed by: Kenyah Francis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beekman Avenue and 141st Street. A block where you  see people walking up and down. Wether they are big or small. All ages. Noise, music, excitement, etc. Yup! That's Beekman Ave. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One place where many people go is to the house down the block. The one all the way down the block. You know what I'm talking about? Right? The house where everyone goes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me tell you about that house! Well 321 Beekman Avenue, Apt. #2. There's many things to do up there. From cooking to watching movies and all. That's the house where everyone goes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People from everywhere. Texas, Maryland, Manhattan, and even Beekman Ave. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-6876971408690285140?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6876971408690285140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=6876971408690285140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/6876971408690285140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/6876971408690285140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2009/06/house-where-everyone-goes.html' title='The House Where Everyone Goes'/><author><name>Valpros</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05070653568638847134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_un-xa7818kk/SziVxpd5aHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wx9SIHkFvSM/S220/7925_262798805075_559715075_9022172_5272150_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-323337937952563032</id><published>2009-06-29T15:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T15:15:22.381-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Help a Child Know Jesus!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We have recently been made aware of a camp at a local church!  We believe our neighbors, children aged 5 to 13, would benefit from spending their days in such a camp.  Not only would this fill their idle time, so too would they be presented with the love and truth of Jesus Christ.  Someone has offered to pay for the kids to go to camp for one full week, praise God!  However, looking to the rest of the summer, we are eager to provide these kids with productive activites.  The camp, already paid for one full ,is actually three weeks long and costs $25 per kid. We would love to send these children there for the entirety of the program and are praying hard for the funds.  If you are able and willing, we would love for you to take part, to sponser a child for a week and to become a pen pal of one of our beautiful children!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God Bless,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-323337937952563032?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/323337937952563032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=323337937952563032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/323337937952563032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/323337937952563032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2009/06/help-child-know-jesus.html' title='Help a Child Know Jesus!'/><author><name>Kirstin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16856306789659008786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-3563631368935472715</id><published>2009-06-25T19:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T10:52:52.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Difficult Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Fellow brothers and sisters in Christ,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last night we were made aware of some dire financial needs on our block.  Although we are not comfortable explaining the details in this venue, know that it involves a family with whom we are very close.  We believe that God wants to provide for this family in an amazing way, and calls us to be a part of it. Please begin to pray hard and earnestly for this cause and if you are inclined, please don't hesitate to contact us about any way in which you might be able to help.  All of our contact information is listed below:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meredith Janke - 262 389 8386 - mgj218@nyu.edu&lt;br /&gt;Kirstin Edwards - 215 651 1938 - kme273@nyu.edu&lt;br /&gt;Sara Frazier - 817 980 1288 - sfrazier@nyu.edu&lt;br /&gt;Jillian Roche - 484 354 5289 - jmr543@nyu.edu&lt;br /&gt;Valerie Prosper - 2404816011 - avp236@nyu.edu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you and God bless,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-3563631368935472715?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3563631368935472715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=3563631368935472715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/3563631368935472715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/3563631368935472715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2009/06/difficult-times.html' title='Difficult Times'/><author><name>Kirstin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16856306789659008786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-3107304788223567866</id><published>2009-06-23T22:37:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T23:08:00.035-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SkGXaJUvGII/AAAAAAAAADY/bGODmd20FwE/s1600-h/all+the+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SkGXaJUvGII/AAAAAAAAADY/bGODmd20FwE/s320/all+the+kids.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350724307728144514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're having a blessed summer so far! Despite the rainy weather here on the east coast we've actually been spending a lot of time outside and have had some really exciting times with the people in the neighborhood. In other really we had a new roommate move in this past Sunday. One of our good friends Valerie just got back from studying abroad and was willing to take DeWanda's spot in the house. Its been so energizing for us to have her here these last few days and we're really looking forward to out community growing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SkGYO9MtgHI/AAAAAAAAADw/_WkzahpkLNA/s1600-h/mani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SkGYO9MtgHI/AAAAAAAAADw/_WkzahpkLNA/s320/mani.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350725215006326898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also we've gotten to meet a ton of new people this last month, I think there are about 30 new people we've met and spent time with in some capacity. A few times we've had over twelve kids running around the house, most of whom continuously ask if we are a school or if we are "open" on Saturdays. We've also gotten to spend a lot of quality time with a few of our neighbors who are closer to our age (in their twenties) and have begun to have some really good conversations with them that have allowed us to share our faith and here their beliefs and needs. Pray for these brothers and sisters and our witness to them as we continue to look for these conversations and show them love. Thank you all so much for your encouraging thoughts and prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace! (really) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SkGXrZ4buII/AAAAAAAAADo/nMOcQ8LTXSs/s1600-h/justin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SkGXrZ4buII/AAAAAAAAADo/nMOcQ8LTXSs/s320/justin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350724604230613122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-3107304788223567866?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3107304788223567866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=3107304788223567866' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/3107304788223567866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/3107304788223567866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-faces.html' title='New Faces'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SkGXaJUvGII/AAAAAAAAADY/bGODmd20FwE/s72-c/all+the+kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-5675036220052810338</id><published>2009-05-31T23:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:10:32.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus is in the details.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;There's so much to say and not much time to say it, but I imagine I best just bite the bullet and get it out there, so here it goes!&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;First of all, hello!  This is my first post on the Beekman Notes and going on my fourth week in the house (wow--I can't believe its only my fourth week).  My life has been completely consumed these past few weeks and has quite honestly, been turned on its head.  I am in continual amazement at the works my roommates and sisters-in-Christ have already accomplished on this block.  I see Christ in their every interaction and their hearts vying for the love of Jesus to be shown to our neighbors.  I admire their undeniable passion for life and intense love of the one and only King.  I am excited to be joining in their mission to serve and love the people of the South Bronx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Let me give you a quick update as to the happenings of the house, our dreams and vision for the nearby future.  As some of you may know, and as others of you may not, there is a vacant church that sits at the end of Beekman--Iglesia Evangelica Metodista Unida.  Both as a house and amongst friends we have been discussing the possibility of such a piece of property, excited about the ventures we could accomplish within the infrastructure and eager to start some type of community project for the summer.   We have spoken of and prayed about implementing such things as a structured tutoring program for individuals of all ages, providing food for the hungry, healthcare services and provision for young mothers.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Since these initial discussions, we have met with various groups of authority over the church and it looks like this just might be a possibility! While all the stages are intermediate at best, we hope and pray to see the community re-build itself, through infrastructure and through services and most importantly through Jesus Christ.  Thus far, we have met a wide variety of individuals, all passionate about what the Lord is doing/promises to do in the South Bronx.  Pray with us that individuals will continue to see and understand the vast potential of this neighborhood and the urgency of its cry for help.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In the next few weeks we will continue to go through the bureaucracy of renovating a building and of helping to provide the community with the agency they deserve. We will simultaneously be working to find and write grants appropriate to this type of aid and trying our best to encourage our neighbors to take part in the project and to express their personal needs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I ask that you pray for our humility, in that what we are doing is to no esteem of our own.  Pray that the ventures both within the project of the church and outside of, are only to His will and testament.  We know that the Lord is present here and now are trying our best to listen intently to His call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-5675036220052810338?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5675036220052810338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=5675036220052810338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/5675036220052810338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/5675036220052810338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2009/05/jesus-is-in-details.html' title='Jesus is in the details.'/><author><name>Kirstin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16856306789659008786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-3573326039896298692</id><published>2009-05-27T12:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T13:09:49.244-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Goin' to Church</title><content type='html'>Greetings Folks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is answering so many of our prayers for our neighbors right now I almost can't believe it. The most exciting thing is that He is beginning to meet their greatest need, Himself. Two weeks ago one of our friends, S, asked if she could come to church with us. We brought her to Trinity Grace and she came back this past week again! We have all invested a lot of time in this relationship and she is really so close to our hearts. Pray with us that God would really speak to her and meet her where she is at, that he would give us wisdom to ask the right questions and protect her from the lies of the world that would take her away from Him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are also looking for a church to bring the kids from next door to, they pretty much want to do whatever we do so they've been wanting to go for a long time. It's too much though to take them to our service at TGC downtown and we'd really like to bring them someplace that is kid friendly. Pray with us that we'd have wisdom in this and that God would make it clear the place He has for them. Explaining Jesus to an 8 year old in a genuine way is about the hardest thing there is we've found out so we really need the spirit to move in them! Thanks for partnering with us in these needs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-3573326039896298692?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3573326039896298692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=3573326039896298692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/3573326039896298692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/3573326039896298692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2009/05/goin-to-church.html' title='Goin&apos; to Church'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-7319897771351736650</id><published>2009-05-27T12:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T12:46:54.424-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We Need Men!</title><content type='html'>We really do! If there is anything our neighborhood is really lacking it is good male role models, men who will stand up for what is right, protect, lead and provide for their families. A friend who attends a church a few block away from us told me a story of the Mother's day service. The pastor mentioned that it was time to celebrate the moms and everybody cheered, he then said that soon they would be honoring their dads and everyone booed. When my friend looked around the room he saw that there were no fathers in the room. It is a shame but this is the relationship most people in our community have with the men in their lives. It is the exception not the rule for a child to have a man who loves them well and is present in their life here on the block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is one of our hopes that the boys we are spending time with now, from the teenagers right on down to the babies would grow up to be men of God who will break this cycle of generational sin. But it's nearly impossible for them to do this without the help of some good men to show them how to be! We can care for them and play with them and feed them everyday but until they see how a man is supposed to treat the women around him they won't get it. It is also difficult because for liability issues we can't spend all our time with the teenage boys. They are so lonely and bored but the other day I was the only one home and one of them came to the door, I was able to give him a snack but had to send him away because it's just not alright for us to be alone with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this note, we've been praying for some Guys to join us here for over a year now, Gos has provided good examples as some of our friends do spend a lot of time here but we believe the block needs some men to move in! We've asked some of our friends to consider moving into one of the other houses but it doesn't look like that will be happening in the near future. We are trusting God for this but would you pray with us also for some men to be convicted to move to our block, and for the youth to grow up and break the cycle. Also if you're a man and have nothing else to do, come move to the Bronx- you &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; change some lives and you'll have a house full of girls who spend all their time cooking right next to you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-7319897771351736650?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7319897771351736650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=7319897771351736650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/7319897771351736650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/7319897771351736650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-need-men.html' title='We Need Men!'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-5822176400362206675</id><published>2009-05-14T10:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T10:03:19.204-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Message from Sunday</title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the message from Trinity Grace Church this past Sunday when Sara and I spoke. I hope it blesses you and that you experience God today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.trinitygracechelsea.com/sermons.php?pageType=sub&amp;pageID=188&amp;pageName=%2FMedia%2FSermons%2F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace and Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-5822176400362206675?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.trinitygracechelsea.com/sermons.php?pageType=sub&amp;pageID=188&amp;pageName=%2FMedia%2FSermons%2F' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5822176400362206675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=5822176400362206675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/5822176400362206675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/5822176400362206675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2009/05/message-from-sunday.html' title='Message from Sunday'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-5413683665605247733</id><published>2009-05-11T12:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T12:28:30.265-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Roomate!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SghSHtvgOMI/AAAAAAAAACU/VR5SVs5YA6s/s1600-h/Kirstin+with+Beba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SghSHtvgOMI/AAAAAAAAACU/VR5SVs5YA6s/s320/Kirstin+with+Beba.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334604051111753922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all done (or almost done) with finals now and are so blessed my having some more free time to spend in the 'hood! Another thing we've been so blessed by is our new roommate Kirstin moving in this week! Kirstin and I met last August at NYU during a navs pizza table recruiting event and she came up to our house just a few weeks later, and she was just a freshman! She loves kids probably more than the rest of us combined which is so exciting and I've been so impressed with her maturity and servant heart just in the last few days, God is going to do big things through her presence here. Pray with us for our in-house community to grow and that we would challenge and strengthen one another this summer especially as we all have more time to commit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Sara and I spoke at our church in the city (Trinity Grace Church) this last weekend and shared our story of moving to the Bronx with everyone. These believers are really taking following Christ to new levels and their encouragement was such a blessing, as soon as the sermon is posted online we'll post it here. Also stay tuned for a very late but very exciting post on our Easter celebrations! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace and Peace, and let us know how we can be lifting you up in prayer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-5413683665605247733?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5413683665605247733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=5413683665605247733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/5413683665605247733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/5413683665605247733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-roomate.html' title='New Roomate!'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SghSHtvgOMI/AAAAAAAAACU/VR5SVs5YA6s/s72-c/Kirstin+with+Beba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-108476303474358872</id><published>2009-04-28T00:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T00:31:15.311-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Shootings</title><content type='html'>Dear Friends please pray for our block tonight. There was a shooting a bit earlier around 9 and an innocent boy was hit. None of us were home and all of the neighbors we know well are fine as well but it is a sad thing when people are afraid for their children to play on a summer night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also sad that we could feel this coming, the other night talking with one of our neighbors we remarked that it felt like something like this was bound to happen soon. That should not be the case! Pray that as it gets warmer people would be filled with peace from the Holy Spirit and that Beekman Ave would not see another shooting this summer. Pray for wisdom for parents and us as we decide when and where to play outside with the kids. Also please pray for the boy and his family, we're unsure of his status right now. Most importantly pray for those who would use guns to solve their issues that the bullets would be stopped in mid-air and that they'd find peaceful solutions to disagreements.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-108476303474358872?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/108476303474358872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=108476303474358872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/108476303474358872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/108476303474358872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2009/04/summer-shootings.html' title='Summer Shootings'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-5094968709642572009</id><published>2009-04-20T14:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T14:49:24.028-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Kingdom Come?</title><content type='html'>Hi Friends, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has certainly been a while and we have so much to update you one, including our Easter celebrations! Keep an eye out for that post, hopefully the lovely Sara Frazier will be writing it;) This weekend I got a chance to take a group from the NYU Navs back to my parents house in PA which was great. It was a warm and sunny weekend and a great time to relax and fellowship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was filled with such joy the whole time which carried over into our church service at Trinity Grace last night. There is usually some sort of call and response liturgy at the end of the sermon and last nights was a little unusual. It was combination baptist gospel/old time episcopalian liturgy. We basically shouted back our response as a reminder to ourselves of Jesus' call to action at the end of the sermon on the mount. Sara and I were both so excited afterward that we really couldn't contain it. Which got me to thinking about the Kingdom of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We say that we are trying to bring the Kingdom of God to earth, to the here and now to live as though we are under God's rule and not the worlds. This we say is the way to draw people to a relationship with Jesus, by inviting them to live in the Kingdom. But what kind of Kingdom are we preaching? We walk around plagued by worry and fear, we let the insignificant things bring us down and we are constantly battling to stay above the rising tide of issues being thrown at us. We are cynical and pessimistic and rarely filled with joy or excitement, we even tend to think that those who do constantly have a bright smile on their face are faking it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, this is not what the kingdom of Jesus Christ the living God looks like! I'm pretty sure when we are reunited with Him face to face, standing in His glory in heaven, we will be so overcome that we'll just turn to the brother or sister next to us and scream. Have you ever watched one of the those America's Funniest Home videos where a kid gets exactly what they wanted for Christmas and they just flip? Like they scream at the top of their lungs for so long that they can't breathe? We look at those and laugh, thinking "oh children, they've got nothing to worry about and get so excited over the small things. How cute."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WE HAVE GOTTEN EXACTLY WHAT WE'VE ALWAYS WANTED. JESUS CHRIST DEFEATED DEATH AND ROSE AGAIN SO THAT WE COULD HAVE A RELATIONSHIP WITH THE GOD WHO CREATED OUR EVERY FIBER AND THOUGHT&lt;span &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now pause, think about that for 5 seconds and scream, I don't care where you are or what you're doing. It'll be good for you, trust me. If someone asks you why you're so excited/crazy, tell them. Invite them into this kingdom where instead of worry and stress the streets resound with singing and dancing and celebrating, all commanded by God. Why is it that the commandments of God we choose not to follow are those telling us not to fear or be anxious? We're willing to do everything else but we still want to live with fear and anxiety? That's crazy. Let's give it up right now, together and display ourselves as a people so redeemed that they have complete freedom to be joyful and celebrate the glorious work of our God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-5094968709642572009?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5094968709642572009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=5094968709642572009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/5094968709642572009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/5094968709642572009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2009/04/your-kingdom-come.html' title='Your Kingdom Come?'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-8439546282390739848</id><published>2009-03-24T08:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T09:06:19.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Moroccan Adventures</title><content type='html'>"Your attitude should be the same as that of Christ Jesus:&lt;br /&gt; Who, being in very nature God,&lt;br /&gt;      did not consider equality with God something to be grasped,&lt;br /&gt; but made himself nothing,&lt;br /&gt;      taking the very nature of a servant,&lt;br /&gt;      being made in human likeness.&lt;br /&gt; And being found in appearance as a man,&lt;br /&gt;      he humbled himself&lt;br /&gt;      and became obedient to death—&lt;br /&gt;         even death on a cross!&lt;br /&gt; Therefore God exalted him to the highest place&lt;br /&gt;      and gave him the name that is above every name,&lt;br /&gt; that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow,&lt;br /&gt;      in heaven and on earth and under the earth,&lt;br /&gt; and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord,&lt;br /&gt;      to the glory of God the Father."&lt;br /&gt;                                            Phillipians 2:5-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/ScjZbXeAROI/AAAAAAAAACM/0FnevbmkLOM/s1600-h/first+day+on+playground.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/ScjZbXeAROI/AAAAAAAAACM/0FnevbmkLOM/s320/first+day+on+playground.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316738424290428130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just returned from a missions trip to Morocco with the Navigators at NYU and this passage so deeply explains the hearts of those I worked alongside at the Village of Hope, a childrens home in rural Morocco. The home is not an orphanage but a place where moms who can't take care of their babies (it is nearly impossible for a single mom there) can drop them off. Instead of being crammed into dorms and waiting for someone to come along and adopt them, the children are placed in a family with loving parents and other children. These parents are people from all over, Morocco, Great Britain, The Netherlands and the States who have given up their lives to parent these children. It is a lifelong commitment they make to the Village and their families and they do the work of God with such humility and bold joy that it is impossible to not see Him moving in this place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/ScjZbBgPHAI/AAAAAAAAACE/0PUSi348EFU/s1600-h/scene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/ScjZbBgPHAI/AAAAAAAAACE/0PUSi348EFU/s320/scene.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316738418394209282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The land was incredible, I think its safe to say it was the most beautiful and majestic place I've ever been. I couldn't help but be reminded that the Kingdom of God was reigning there. God created that land before he even created us, before Christianity or Islam were, God was and one day every tongue will declare His glory because of the work these servants are doing there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Muslim world is deeply in need of Jesus and to see them bring His love in an unassuming and culturally relevant way was just beautiful. Please pray for them at the Village of Hope (http://www.voh-ainleuh.org/) that people would see Jesus in their work, that more Moroccans would follow him and that God would raise up more workers to dedicate their lives to serving families there. Also pray for me that I would not forget the examples of true servants I saw there and that we would find the simple and overwhelming Joy of the Lord provided for us here in the Bronx too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-8439546282390739848?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/8439546282390739848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=8439546282390739848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/8439546282390739848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/8439546282390739848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2009/03/moroccan-adventures.html' title='Moroccan Adventures'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/ScjZbXeAROI/AAAAAAAAACM/0FnevbmkLOM/s72-c/first+day+on+playground.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-400084936666446734</id><published>2009-03-19T16:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T16:56:39.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love to Live</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FiWVK7JsTJI/ScKv8dljRmI/AAAAAAAAABA/t2Tl7P3ZWq8/s1600-h/rings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FiWVK7JsTJI/ScKv8dljRmI/AAAAAAAAABA/t2Tl7P3ZWq8/s320/rings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315003963519747682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“And behold, a lawyer stood up to put him to the test, saying, "Teacher, what shall I do to inherit eternal life?" He said to him, "What is written in the Law? How do you read it?" And he answered, "You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength and with all your mind, and your neighbor as yourself." And he said to him, "You have answered correctly ; do this, and you will live."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;But he, desiring to justify himself, said to Jesus, "And who is my neighbor?" Jesus replied, "A man was going down from Jerusalem to Jericho, and he fell among robbers, who stripped him and beat him and departed, leaving him half dead. Now by chance a priest was going down that road, and when he saw him he passed by on the other side. So likewise a Levite, when he came to the place and saw him, passed by on the other side. But a Samaritan, as he journeyed, came to where he was, and when he saw him, he had compassion. He went to him and bound up his wounds, pouring on oil and wine. Then he set him on his own animal and brought him to an inn and took care of him. And the next day he took out two denarii and gave them to the innkeeper, saying, 'Take care of him, and whatever more you spend, I will repay you when I come back.' Which of these three, do you think, proved to be a neighbor to the man who fell among the robbers?" He said, "The one who showed him mercy." And Jesus said to him, "You go, and do likewise."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;          -Luke 10:25-37&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A few days ago I came home to find a memorial set up by one of our neighborhoods’ local cliques. (Yes, CLIQUE…I detest the loaded alternative.) It upset me a little, and I wondered when the man who was to be remembered had taken his last breath. How did he die? Was it a recent event? Was it a result of a violent crime or was it an accident of some sort? Was justice administered if anyone was to blame? All these and other things rushed through my mind as I quickly scanned the block before retreating through my double-locked door. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was about to head out for the evening when two of my neighbors came over. Jillian, Sara, and Meredith had all just left for Spring Break, and I would be alone for the next couple of days. When I opened the door, I was embraced by Wifey &amp;amp; Nyah. (Nicknames.) I had not substantially seen either of them in a while, but almost immediately my fears were assuaged. I’m usually very comfortable in solitude, but at that very moment I felt great comfort in their company. It gave me an immediate reminder of how we need each other. At least for me, it’s never necessarily been in tangible or physical ways, but through spiritual, emotional, and experiential means. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Wifey, Nyah, and I reconvened a few times over the last week along with the remainder of what has become our common crew. &lt;b style=""&gt;One of those days was quite a marathon: After a small snack time we went to the park to play, climb rocks, talk about crushes, met new friends, and generally enjoyed the beautiful day God blessed us with. That particular day I was having a tough time, and once again the gift of their company reminded me what it means to love and therefore what it means to live.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When I first moved in, I was so intimidated with the prospect of being so available. I would hear children ringing the door bell and I’d have to take a deep breath before I opened it. I praise God that through the work and fellowship we are constructing here, that he is building the gifts of the love of Christ in me. I think of how even when He would go off to be alone, Christ was always available to the people who called His name. I think of how He has always made Himself available to me, and Heaven forbid I deny anyone an ounce of that kind of love. More importantly, I’ve discovered that I had it completely wrong! &lt;b style=""&gt;To love, as Christ loves us, is to live the most abundant life possible.&lt;/b&gt; I thought Christ-like love was entirely martyr-based. But I testify today that I have never felt so great a level of satisfaction as to make my heart burst through my rib cage. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;In this house, on this small block in the South Bronx, there is so much love. We are conditioned to believe that happiness comes from what we receive, but I challenge you today that it comes from what we give, and God’s greatest command is to give the gift of love. God wills that we experience life in great abundance, and I suspect that when the lawyer in Luke asked about eternal life, Jesus replied not only in reference to an abundant life after this one, but one in our very own Earthly lifetime.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-400084936666446734?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/400084936666446734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=400084936666446734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/400084936666446734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/400084936666446734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-to-live.html' title='Love to Live'/><author><name>Deda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FiWVK7JsTJI/ScKv8dljRmI/AAAAAAAAABA/t2Tl7P3ZWq8/s72-c/rings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-2800664272051113212</id><published>2009-03-03T23:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T00:26:21.318-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat Pray Love  (...not the book, what we do)</title><content type='html'>Tonight the four of us got together for a house meeting, after numerous failed attempts in the weeks past. After going over some of the logistics of who cleans what when, we settled into the juicy stuff. Mainly, we renewed our vision and commitment to our household and neighborhood. We want to be more than just people who live together, and decided to re-commit to fostering our love and relationship for and with each other, by intentionally carving out time to spend together in fellowship. Specifically, praying and studying the Word after making dinner together once a week. Then we spent a very long time praying together about our neighbors &amp; neighborhood, our friends, each other, and praising God for the wonderful ways he has provided for our community. We called down the kingdom to reign on Beekman Ave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately God has been teaching me about the power of prayer. Crazy as it sounds, PEOPLE-- broken, fallible, messed up people-- are the instruments he chose for doing his work on earth. He actually makes our prayers influence history, influence his decisions. There are so many times when God was pissed off at the Israelites and wanted to give up on them, but Moses prayed for mercy and forgiveness, and God lead them through the desert. He "stood in the gap" for Israel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't actually know what that phrase meant until this weekend when I went to a workshop on intercessory prayer through Trinity Grace Church. It's from Ezekiel 20:33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 "I looked for a man among them who would build up the wall and stand before me in the gap on behalf of the land so I would not have to destroy it, but I found none. 31 So I will pour out my wrath on them and consume them with my fiery anger, bringing down on their own heads all they have done, declares the Sovereign LORD."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaky, right? When God sees evil, his divine justice demands judgment. But we, through our prayers, can call upon his divine love and grace. It matters when we pray. When we pray we break bondage and free the Holy Spirit to come in and take over. We allow God to implement his will. There are so many things he wants to give us, tell us, show us! If only we should ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another cool text, James 5:13-20:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13Is any one of you in trouble? He should pray. Is anyone happy? Let him sing songs of praise. 14Is any one of you sick? He should call the elders of the church to pray over him and anoint him with oil in the name of the Lord. 15And the prayer offered in faith will make the sick person well; the Lord will raise him up. If he has sinned, he will be forgiven. 16Therefore confess your sins to each other and pray for each other so that you may be healed. The prayer of a righteous man is powerful and effective.&lt;br /&gt;17Elijah was a man just like us. He prayed earnestly that it would not rain, and it did not rain on the land for three and a half years. 18Again he prayed, and the heavens gave rain, and the earth produced its crops. 19My brothers, if one of you should wander from the truth and someone should bring him back, 20remember this: Whoever turns a sinner from the error of his way will save him from death and cover over a multitude of sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially like verse 16. Our prayers are powerful and effective, for we have all been made righteous by Jesus' blood. And so, I invite you to pray with us on the following things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAISE! for lots of stuff, they shouldn't be hard to think of.&lt;br /&gt;That each of us--me, Dewanda, Sara, and Jillian--would grow in deeper intimacy with God and with each other.&lt;br /&gt;That we could begin to dream creatively for ways to bless those around us with God's love through the resources we have been given&lt;br /&gt;For the security guards on our street&lt;br /&gt;For the children of our neighborhood, that God would take away their boredom and apathy and give them dreams to dream, that they would graduate high school and go even farther, and above all that they would meet the Lord and be transformed by him&lt;br /&gt;For the gang members in our neighborhood, the Bloods, that they would be able to find love and acceptance in the arms of the Father and turn away from the myth of redemptive violence&lt;br /&gt;That God would provide employment for many, especially ex-cons who have recently been released from jail, and either see no other life than the one they had before, or have hopes for change but are faced with so many difficulties along the way&lt;br /&gt;For families, that God would teach the men how to be fathers and the women how to be mothers, that children would begin to be trained up in righteousness from birth&lt;br /&gt;For churches and organizations already here, pursuing God's vision for the South Bronx&lt;br /&gt;That God would provide people with new eyes and new hope, to see beyond the death and decay all around to the new world that God is bringing about even as we speak&lt;br /&gt;To break bonds of spiritual oppression and generational sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-2800664272051113212?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2800664272051113212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=2800664272051113212' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/2800664272051113212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/2800664272051113212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2009/03/community-community-community.html' title='Eat Pray Love  (...not the book, what we do)'/><author><name>Meredith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-4655803176279846543</id><published>2009-02-04T17:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T17:32:04.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reppin' the Block</title><content type='html'>Hi Folks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're all having a great February. For all of you in the north, it's almost spring! If you are in the south we are so so jealous of the warmth you are experiencing. It's been a different neighborhood since the winter started, everyone has moved inside and we often go weeks without seeing some of our favorite neighbors on the corners. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday though it was a pretty warm night (about 45 degrees) and a lot of people were outside when we got home from church. We had all been planning on crashing as soon as we got home but after we saw some of the security guards and our other friends on the way back I told them all I would make cookies and they could come over and get some. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our neighbors who we love so dearly is actually one of the guys around here who is a "Blood." This isn't how we know him though and we've come to love him as he was one of the first people to welcome us to the block and often refers to us as "his favorite neighbors." He has opened up to us a little bit more about life on Beekman and on Sunday he brought his cousin over to hang out with us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both grew up on the block, spending their childhood summers during the worst days of the South Bronx watching friends and family getting shot all the time and even more people arrested or addicted. Hearing some of their experiences makes it easier to understand the cycle of poverty and violence that affects our streets. No wonder these guys have done serious time and never graduated from high school, when they were little they saw shootings right outside their windows on a regular basis and the bullets even burst into their own apartments on more than one occasion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For them and so many others joining a gang is not only the expected way of life it's the only way to gain protection and a sense of control over their environment. For these people the Bloods provide all the family and opportunities that the world didn't give them. As they've begun to open up more to us it has really been on my heart to pray for the Bloods on our block. Jesus can break even the ties of gangs on our block and these people can be free from their prisons- both literal and metaphorical. I beg you to pray with us for these dear friends, I can see the binds of Satan breaking as these young men begin to hope for jobs and school rather than drugs and drive bys. It is a hard road though as most have felonies and no education to speak of, so pray with us that we could help them find work and most of all that they would come to know Jesus and be restored by Him. Love, Peace, and Blessings Abundantly from Beekman!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-4655803176279846543?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/4655803176279846543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=4655803176279846543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/4655803176279846543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/4655803176279846543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2009/02/reppin-block.html' title='Reppin&apos; the Block'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-4079365837227190420</id><published>2009-02-01T13:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T13:41:56.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well kids, I'm here!</title><content type='html'>I pulled up to 321 Beekman Ave in a cab coming from La Guardia Airport about 3 weeks ago, and even then I knew I was home. I’ve spent my time painting and decorating my room, doing way too much homework, and getting to know the neighborhood. I’ve played with the kids next door a ton, but almost every time they’re over one of them will say, “Wait, you live here?” &lt;br /&gt;And I say, “Yes, silly.” &lt;br /&gt;“For how long? A week? Or forever?”&lt;br /&gt;“Forever.”&lt;br /&gt;They have watch a cycle of people come through since Jillian and Sara struggled to find permanent roommates. It is nice to know I’ll be here for a while, at least a couple of years—which seems like forever to the kids. They are SO MUCH fun but also a lot to handle. Even when we have 3 of the roommates home they keep us super busy. All 7 of them need lots of love and attention, which I am glad to give, even if they do tire me out. &lt;br /&gt;Here’s a cute little story: The youngest of the group, age 5, was staring at me kind of funny when she came over one day. I asked her what she was looking at and she said “nothing.” She kept looking so I covered her eyes and tickled her. Later the two of us were playing Candyland, and I looked up from shuffling the deck to see her staring quizzically again.&lt;br /&gt;“Why do you have polka dots on your face?”&lt;br /&gt; Jillian, who was making some mac and cheese, and I shared a confused look and then burst out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;“These are called freckles, sweetie.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, all I have to say is that I am so blessed to be here. It is wonderful to be in a community of strong, beautiful women who are passionate about living the way Jesus did. We pray together every morning and it is a wonderful way to start the day. I am constantly amazed by the awesome spirits of these women. And I am growing closer to each of them as we get to know each other in new ways. I hadn’t met DeWanda before moving in, and spending time with her has been a blast. Sara and I knew each other last year but obviously living together adds a new dimension to our relationship. This is the second time I’ve lived with Jillian and it is great to see how Christ has grown us over the last two years.&lt;br /&gt;One thing I’ve been convicted about since coming back is in regards to spending more time in prayer with Jesus. James 5:16 says that “the prayers of a righteous person are powerful and effective.” God chose to give us the power to change history through our prayers. What we pray for comes before the throne of God and he listens and considers the words of our hearts. The Lord of the Universe cares about what we have to say. This is comforting and challenging, for if prayer is powerful and effective, we should examine our prayer lives. How much time to we spend praying about ourselves and our friends? Certainly these things should not be ignored, but I was challenged to remember more than just my intimate circle when I am talking to Jesus, but also to pray globally. &lt;br /&gt;Returning to New York brought all the joys I thought it would, from reconnecting with old friends to revisiting my favorite haunts like Think, Joe’s, Esperanto, and Tea Spot. It has also been fun to run into friends from Florence in a different context.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I think that’s it. I am so excited to see God continue to flow through our lives, our neighborhood, our city, our country, our world. Amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-4079365837227190420?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/4079365837227190420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=4079365837227190420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/4079365837227190420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/4079365837227190420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-kids-im-here.html' title='Well kids, I&apos;m here!'/><author><name>Meredith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-1860098051991221898</id><published>2009-01-22T17:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T17:29:14.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Victory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.linehans.com/candyland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 349px;" src="http://www.linehans.com/candyland.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;I will sing a new song to you, O God; on the ten-stringed lyre I will make music to you, to the One who gives victory to kings, who delivers his servant David from the deadly sword.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Deliver me and rescue me from the hands of foreigners whose mouths are full of lies, whose right hands are deceitful.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Then our sons in their youth will be like well-nurtured plants, and our daughters will be like pillars carved to adorn a palace.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Our barns will be filled with every kind of provision. Our sheep will increase by thousands, by tens of thousands in our fields; our oxen will draw heavy loads. There will be no breaching of walls, no going into captivity, no cry of distress in our streets.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Blessed are the people of whom this is true; blessed are the people whose God is the LORD.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                                                                                                &lt;/span&gt;Psalm 144:9-15 (bold added)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’d forgotten how to play Candyland. Apparently you draw a card with a color-square on it and move to the next square with the corresponding shade. If there are two color-squares you move twice. Once you add in the candy cane card (and maybe a peanut card or two) you move forward or backwards with the luck of a draw.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I played a few days ago with two of our repeating visitors, and the game disintegrated as the 7-year old boy started arbitrarily jumping blocks. I tried {inserting-a-message-on-cheating,} but I’m sure my attempts to build character fell on distracted ears. While the older girl designed her own Barbie Fashion line on my lap top, our 7-year old friend and I:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1)&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Danced&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;2)&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Played aforementioned game&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;3)&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Played “swing”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;4)&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Drew flowers…&amp;amp; portraits…&amp;amp; then rolled up the paper and hit me with it…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;5)&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Ate snacks&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in;"&gt;It made me remember that most little boys require a lot of physical energy whilst their female counterparts usually require more visual attention. (Sorry if generalizations make you uncomfortable.) He challenged me to be constructively creative, attentive, firm, and physically strong all at once. Most of all, as children do, he called me to be fully present with him in every way possible. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in;"&gt;All this occurred as Sara tutored an older girl through an extensive chemistry workbook.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in;"&gt;We are back in full force in the South Bronx, with a beautiful new addition in Meredith, and a renewed commitment to community through the love of Christ. We met for breakfast last week to build community inside our walls as we continue to welcome others in. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in;"&gt;Today Meredith and I welcomed five of the kids to an afterschool snack and homework session. It was Meredith’s first time with most of the crew, and I’ll let her give her own account. ;) It took a lot of energy, but within a few hours we had five young scholars with completed homework and apple w/ peanut butter filled bellies. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in;"&gt;I often find myself playing disciplinarian, but I pray to continue to do so with grace, patience, and the love of God. I admittedly have an agenda: I hope to instill good character so that our time spent here is not self-contained, but proves fruitful for many generations to come. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in;"&gt;And yes, an unforeseen candy-cane card might pull us a couple paces back once in a while, but we all keep our eyes on the finish line of victory.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="margin-left: 0in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-1860098051991221898?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1860098051991221898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=1860098051991221898' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/1860098051991221898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/1860098051991221898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2009/01/victory.html' title='Victory'/><author><name>Deda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-8577045193016192656</id><published>2009-01-21T23:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T23:45:33.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Epistle</title><content type='html'>Hey Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara and I spoke at our Navigators large group tonight. We wrote an epistle to our community and since that includes you I though we'd post it here. Its 9 pages long though so it won't actually let me. Maybe we'll do installments or something but if you'd like to read the whole thing just comment and I'll email it to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-8577045193016192656?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/8577045193016192656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=8577045193016192656' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/8577045193016192656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/8577045193016192656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-epistle.html' title='Our Epistle'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-5347397311125263362</id><published>2009-01-11T22:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:48:52.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Full!</title><content type='html'>Hi Friends and Family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just heard a fantastic message on the authority that Jesus has won for us in his defeat of death. It's blowing my mind once again that Satan has no power over us nor do the lies of the world because we are claimed under the Kingdom of Jesus! That's not exactly why I'm writing this though. I am writing to let you all know of our final addition to our community...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lovely Meredith Janke! She'll be joining us on Tuesday fresh from a semester abroad in Florence and I am so beyond thrilled for her unique presence here. She has been such a vehicle of growth and the heart of Jesus to me in the last year and I think she is going to fit in and grow with us in an incredible way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also so thrilled to have a full house finally! I can't believe that we had planned on beginning with four people but its taken us this long to get that, but I know God has determined our comings and goings and I'm so so excited to see what He has in store for us now that he's got us all here! It is really encouraging to see His provision here. Our own community within our home has always been a huge priority for us but with there being only two of us for so long it has not been the way we'd envisioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you pray with us along the lines of Phillipians 1:9 that our love for each other would grow with knowledge and depth of insight. True community and living with other people is always something to work at and I know God only grows us here so I can't wait! Pray with us also for Meredith as she reintegrates into New York and becomes a part of our community that God would strengthen her and not overwhelm her. Sara will be back from a month away also on Wednesday so it'll be the first time in a while back for us all to be together. Praise the Lord folks, He is good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-5347397311125263362?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5347397311125263362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=5347397311125263362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/5347397311125263362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/5347397311125263362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2009/01/were-full.html' title='We&apos;re Full!'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-6221796808508279929</id><published>2009-01-07T22:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T22:23:51.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise the Lord O my soul</title><content type='html'>Hi Fam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all are enjoying peace these days! With the new year I decided to start doing the daily lectionary from the book of common prayer. A bunch of people at Trinity Grace all read the Bible this way and it has been such a blessing these last few days. Just click the title of this post for the link to the website if you want to do it with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also this morning the first Psalm to read was 103 and it just gave me such joy as I started off my rainy day so I thought I'd share it with you all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-15551" class="sup"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; Praise the LORD, O my soul;&lt;br /&gt;     all my inmost being, praise his holy name. &lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15552" class="sup"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; Praise the LORD, O my soul,&lt;br /&gt;     and forget not all his benefits- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15553" class="sup"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; who forgives all your sins&lt;br /&gt;     and heals all your diseases, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15554" class="sup"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; who redeems your life from the pit&lt;br /&gt;     and crowns you with love and compassion, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15555" class="sup"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; who satisfies your desires with good things&lt;br /&gt;     so that your youth is renewed like the eagle's. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15556" class="sup"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; The LORD works righteousness&lt;br /&gt;     and justice for all the oppressed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15557" class="sup"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt; He made known his ways to Moses,&lt;br /&gt;     his deeds to the people of Israel: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15558" class="sup"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; The LORD is compassionate and gracious,&lt;br /&gt;     slow to anger, abounding in love. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15559" class="sup"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt; He will not always accuse,&lt;br /&gt;     nor will he harbor his anger forever; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15560" class="sup"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt; he does not treat us as our sins deserve&lt;br /&gt;     or repay us according to our iniquities. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15561" class="sup"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt; For as high as the heavens are above the earth,&lt;br /&gt;     so great is his love for those who fear him; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15562" class="sup"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt; as far as the east is from the west,&lt;br /&gt;     so far has he removed our transgressions from us. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15563" class="sup"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt; As a father has compassion on his children,&lt;br /&gt;     so the LORD has compassion on those who fear him; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15564" class="sup"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt; for he knows how we are formed,&lt;br /&gt;     he remembers that we are dust. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15565" class="sup"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt; As for man, his days are like grass,&lt;br /&gt;     he flourishes like a flower of the field; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15566" class="sup"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt; the wind blows over it and it is gone,&lt;br /&gt;     and its place remembers it no more. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15567" class="sup"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt; But from everlasting to everlasting&lt;br /&gt;     the LORD's love is with those who fear him,&lt;br /&gt;     and his righteousness with their children's children- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15568" class="sup"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt; with those who keep his covenant&lt;br /&gt;     and remember to obey his precepts. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15569" class="sup"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt; The LORD has established his throne in heaven,&lt;br /&gt;     and his kingdom rules over all. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15570" class="sup"&gt;20&lt;/span&gt; Praise the LORD, you his angels,&lt;br /&gt;     you mighty ones who do his bidding,&lt;br /&gt;     who obey his word. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15571" class="sup"&gt;21&lt;/span&gt; Praise the LORD, all his heavenly hosts,&lt;br /&gt;     you his servants who do his will. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15572" class="sup"&gt;22&lt;/span&gt; Praise the LORD, all his works&lt;br /&gt;     everywhere in his dominion.&lt;br /&gt;     Praise the LORD, O my soul.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There's really nothing more I could ever say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-6221796808508279929?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/devotions/bcp/?date=2009-01-07' title='Praise the Lord O my soul'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6221796808508279929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=6221796808508279929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/6221796808508279929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/6221796808508279929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2009/01/praise-lord-o-my-soul.html' title='Praise the Lord O my soul'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-4802272661227596779</id><published>2008-12-29T17:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T17:16:30.565-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where We Are Headed</title><content type='html'>I hope you are all enjoying your holiday break and finding peace and renewal for the new year! I'm still at home in PA, spending some extra time with family and friends but I'll be headed back to the BX on Friday and I'm so excited to see all our dearly missed family there! I just wanted to update you all on some things we've been praying about and some needs we'd love to meet over the next few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was our initial idea to get to know people and learn about their lives, we didn't want to come in with a bunch of programs or ways to meet the needs we thought people would have but rather to learn what those needs actually were and how we could come alongside people to renew our streets. One thing that has been a dream of mine from the beginning and is clearly a need now is educational support for the youth of the neighborhood. The schools just aren't cutting it in the Bronx and a lot of kids need extra help to have a chance of not falling too far behind. There have been several people that have asked me about tutoring their children but no one really that we've followed through with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been praying for a few months now though about the possibility of having a tutoring night once a week or once every two weeks where some kids from the block could come for one on one academic help provided by our brilliant and wonderful NYU friends and community. It seems as though God is putting things into place for this to happen. I left my other job at the after-school program so I will be able to recruit volunteers now to help us and take all my experience from that job and put it to use in our neighborhood! After talking with our friend Jess who volunteers with her husband with the Navigators at NYU it seems like we may even get some grant money to help us get started here. I'll hopefully be putting a lot of work into this over the next few weeks, developing curriculum and training for new volunteers and talking to our friends in the neighborhood to see how best to advertise this oppurtunity to parents in the area. It is my vision that we would be able to serve more youth than we are right now and in a very tangible, ongoing way. I'd even love it if we could offer music lessons and art lessons as part of the night for students who don't necessarily need the academic help. As you can see there is a lot to think about so would you pray with me that God would guide our actions here and that he would help me to get all of these preparations done before classes start on January 20th?! I'm so hopeful for God to use and stretch us and most of all draw us as a community closer to His heart in the next few months. Thanks for all your prayers and support this last year! Blessings, Friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-4802272661227596779?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/4802272661227596779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=4802272661227596779' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/4802272661227596779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/4802272661227596779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2008/12/where-we-are-headed.html' title='Where We Are Headed'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-1928717379130961092</id><published>2008-12-19T22:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T22:25:49.542-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And Pierce the Clouds and Bring us Light</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SUxleZvednI/AAAAAAAAAB8/4aYRV5ks4_Q/s1600-h/sleepy+mani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SUxleZvednI/AAAAAAAAAB8/4aYRV5ks4_Q/s320/sleepy+mani.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281708035979245170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SUxlefK0LrI/AAAAAAAAAB0/dR-9t7nuvPE/s1600-h/Julia+and+Beba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SUxlefK0LrI/AAAAAAAAAB0/dR-9t7nuvPE/s320/Julia+and+Beba.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281708037436092082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a little while and I pray all of you are experiencing the blessings of Christ come right now. The last few weeks have certainly been busy with finals and what not but we've also been able to do some good celebrating here on Beekman! It has been such a blessing for me this Christmas season to truly see Christ in the holiday, I've come to understand the longing that is present in so many of our Christmas songs and the joy that we have in knowing He has come and is coming again! I'm so excited, not for the presents and food but to deepen relationships with loved ones and for the kingdom of God to come here on earth. (It's going to happen and be so so wonderful!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been able to spend some good time with the folks in the 'hood especially the kids and to celebrate and share about Christmas with them. Last weekend a few friends came over to keep me company (I've been in the house by myself for a few weeks and if you know me you'll know that I am going crazy!) We made &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lots&lt;/span&gt; of cookies, like three different kinds and the kids helped us eat all of them. We also opened up some of the games and negotiated cheating accusations but in the end it all turned out alright and we had some good times with candyland and puzzles. I also got to give the kids activity books to keep them all busy. We've been reading a whole lot of stories, mostly about Christmas and one of the girls even took home a children's Bible the other day so she could read more at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago we watched a movie about the nativity that was told through the eyes of a donkey and since the kids didn't know the Christmas story they were amazed/confused. Now whenever we read or hear about anything to do with the nativity they ask if this is about the movie and also where the donkey is. I always have to remind them that we talked about how the movie is actually true and that it is actually why we celebrate Christmas. Last weekend while making cookies I had on some music and Sufjan's version of Come Thou Font came on, one of the girls asked me if this was the song we had sung on the roof (over 2 months ago) and I said that it sure was. She asked if the guy who sang (our friend Denny) was coming and if he was famous. I got to tell her that yes he was coming and no he wasn't famous. She asked if the songs were about him and I got to tell her that no they were about Jesus. So later that night after little M had fallen asleep in my lap (so cute!) we sang some Christmas songs. I honestly can't think of any better way for the kingdom to come to Beekman than through singing with friends and eating cookies and reading stories. I hope you all have equally astounding stories of God's provision this season and I look forward to hearing some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got some more updates about our plans for the new year but I'll write those after I go home to PA tomorrow and have lots of time on my hands! I wish such joy for all of you as always!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-1928717379130961092?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1928717379130961092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=1928717379130961092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/1928717379130961092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/1928717379130961092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-pierce-clouds-and-bring-us-light.html' title='And Pierce the Clouds and Bring us Light'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SUxleZvednI/AAAAAAAAAB8/4aYRV5ks4_Q/s72-c/sleepy+mani.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-1500755404511548529</id><published>2008-12-07T23:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T23:57:50.961-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Tidings of Great Joy</title><content type='html'>Brothers and Sisters,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one sure is a long time coming, it feels like time has just flown by lately. I hope the last few weeks have brought peace and true joy for you and yours. We've had some great times here on Beekman for certain but I am also finding myself increasingly burdened by the brokenness that is so apparent now. The good part first though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to spend some great times with the neighbors this last week; before thanksgiving the kids from next door all came over and helped Sinora and I make lots of food. We also got to watch a movie about the nativity and share some more with them about Jesus. We also watched "This Christmas" with Chris Brown  together so if you know Sara or I that was pretty exciting for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending some time at home I came back this week feeling pretty intensely upset about the pain that is an inherent part of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; world. Its been a tough week at school for me as I've just been broken-hearted each day for the kids I am working with who have just the toughest lives possible. It is sometimes hard for me to put that pain of theirs that I carry with me down in order to function normally in the rest of the world and this week that has surely been the case. On Friday our friend Jonathan, (check him out at http://www.jonathanwalton.net/) came over for dinner and he got to see how we role here as all 7 kids joined us! It was pretty fun for me to spend time with them and they all helped me make dinner. We danced to Beyonce and played some of the new games that Sara brought up from TX (thanks!). It was a bit rough too though as I began to see how some of the older girls are struggling through their issues and doing it without either of their parents. It sometimes breaks my heart but as I'm learning this holiday we are in a time of waiting right now and this is now how it will always be! The kingdom of God is here and its coming all at the same time and we can rejoice in knowing that one day we will be whole again.&lt;br /&gt;Pray with us this week for the youth of our neighborhood, both those that we know from our schools and from the block. Life here is pretty rough for them sometimes as addicted or absent parents are the norm along with drivebys and hunger. Specifically pray with me that the fathers of the South Bronx would rise up and raise their children in love, as I'm sure many of you know growing up without a father is so darn heartbreaking and most of the kids I know are doing it. Again, praise our Father in heaven that he has provided for us in this way too! I hope you all have a wonderful week and enjoy the grace of God sent here for us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-1500755404511548529?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1500755404511548529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=1500755404511548529' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/1500755404511548529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/1500755404511548529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2008/12/good-tidings-of-great-joy.html' title='Good Tidings of Great Joy'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-7895958225866845138</id><published>2008-11-24T20:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T21:16:54.699-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most Wonderful Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hello Friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my word, these have been a wonderful few weeks. Its been such a joy for me as I've had a decent amount of extra time to spend at our house and with people in the neighborhood. One of the people I've been able to invest in the most is our dear friend Sinora. She has come over almost every night I've been home for the last 2 weeks and we've gotten to hang out a lot. Her and her family have been such an important part of our lives here and its been great to get to talk to her about the neighborhood a bit more and just share life. As our relationship deepens I see how much she looks up to us and am so encouraged by the work God is doing. I invited her to church with me a few days ago and she wants to come so next weekend hopefully we'll be able to make that happen. I've also been able to spend some time with a few other neighbors and meet their families through the wonderful bonding experience that is cookie baking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SStesuiwNiI/AAAAAAAAABs/pN91UMo2-ZA/s1600-h/Sinora+and+Jillian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 313px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SStesuiwNiI/AAAAAAAAABs/pN91UMo2-ZA/s320/Sinora+and+Jillian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272411911268349474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Who knew how much God can use chocolate chip cookies? They are probably the best tool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; though in just serving people and forming relationships! And now that its almost Christmas I get to make Christmas cookies too which I am thrilled about as I've been coun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ting do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;wn the days now for at least three weeks. We've even got our Christmas lights up in the kitchen now and its so nice to just sit at the table and enjoy them with friends at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the spirit of the season yesterday Sinora an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;d I went ice skating in Bryant park. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It was her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; first time and we had so much fun, she fell a bit at first but laughed it off and was skating around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; by herself by the time we left! We even got our picture taken by the  cute photographer who she tried to get me to talk to for her:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week Sara and DeWanda will be heading out for Thanksgiving but I am so so excited to have my family up to our house to share the holiday with our neighbors. It sounds like we'll have a revolving door of folks from the block coming in and out as we all want to visit each other but are cooking for our own families. I hope all of you enjoy the holiday and have a chance to reflect on how truly blessed we are. As the Christmas season comes up would you pray with me about how we as Christians can give glory to Jesus in the coming month rather than to material goods and also be lifting us up as we look for creative ways to serve the neighborhood and bless the community in this exciting season. Grace and peace my friends, may your love abound!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-7895958225866845138?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7895958225866845138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=7895958225866845138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/7895958225866845138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/7895958225866845138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/most-wonderful-time.html' title='The Most Wonderful Time'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SStesuiwNiI/AAAAAAAAABs/pN91UMo2-ZA/s72-c/Sinora+and+Jillian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-1529917271318192825</id><published>2008-11-12T21:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:34:23.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Up to the South Bronx</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FiWVK7JsTJI/SRuRYzkXlrI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mSEBj9gOD90/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FiWVK7JsTJI/SRuRYzkXlrI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mSEBj9gOD90/s320/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267964044485564082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;I went up to the mountain&lt;br /&gt;Because you asked me to&lt;br /&gt;Up over the clouds&lt;br /&gt;To where the sky was blue&lt;br /&gt;I could see all around me&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I could see all around me—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVERYWHERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;                                        -Patti Griffin, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Up to the Mountain (MLK Song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I’ve never heard the voice of God. Oh, would it were I had that great gift of Moses and could receive His will for my life directly from His mouth. Instead, I must keep my eyes, heart, and spirit open to discover His specific instructions for my life’s’ journey. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Indeed, do not be fooled, He has a calling for each and every one of us. We are all called up to our own respective mountain tops.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From my cliff, I see the Diego Beekman Security Officers; I see the Boys on the Block; I see many, many, MANY children.&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; I love it like Pooh Bear loves honey. There are those who consider this model ambitious with negative connotations. Still, everyday I find confirmation that this is exactly where I should be. Not moments ago I received an email from an awesome playwright inviting me to a performance of students from the Roundabout Theatre Company’s program, VOICES. I already have an invitation: my next door neighbor gave it to me as she fixed me a plate of chicken &amp;amp; rice. (Which was on point!)&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Today was the first day I spent some time alone with some of the younger ones. We painted nails and peeled it off. We read along to the lyrics of Alicia Key’s ‘Superwoman.’ We read a little from a book of our growing library. We watch a little bit of Polar Express which not only gave me an intense anticipation for Christmas, but made me long to eat snow as I crave it heartily every winter. Mmmm…anyway…It sounds like we spent a good six hours together, but if you account for the attention span of kids it rounded out to about two and a half. After gently reprimanding one of them for touching all the M&amp;amp;M’s in the candy bowl, telling another she couldn’t have any more cookies or chocolate milk on my watch, and watching the third make a mess of her fingernails I was exhausted. Exhausted, but satisfied. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The other day after I excitedly ask K if she wanted to help me clean she said, “You’re picky aren’t you.” I immediately knew she was referring to my type-A organization and cleaning habits. &lt;/span&gt;She had not even known me for more than a few hours and already she asserted an accurate psychoanalysis. I’ve always had a very nurturing and maternalistic streak although I’ve hidden it behind tougher fronts than those of the boys on the corner. Here, however, I am able not only to feel Love for my neighbor, but to activate it through lessons on discipline, conversations with my neighbor, and mixing whole-wheat “Love Biscuits.”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am so blessed to be here on Beekman, and although I see there are miles left to climb, I like the view just fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-1529917271318192825?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gl4HjwQ77XM' title='Up to the South Bronx'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1529917271318192825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=1529917271318192825' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/1529917271318192825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/1529917271318192825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/up-to-south-bronx.html' title='Up to the South Bronx'/><author><name>Deda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FiWVK7JsTJI/SRuRYzkXlrI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mSEBj9gOD90/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-532975596043092867</id><published>2008-11-07T20:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T20:57:18.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shooting</title><content type='html'>Hi Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour or so ago I was out on our front step, reading stories with some of the kids while others threw a football. Its pretty warm here right now so there were a decent amount of people outside being that its a Friday night. I said hi to a bunch of different people we knew and then right in the middle of a story gun shots went off. A car drove down our street and as it stopped at the corner just 20 feet away from us let off a couple shots in the opposite direction. We all ran inside and none of the people on our street were hurt although from the looks of it a lot of people are pretty shaken up. I didn't see who they were aiming at or if anyone was hit but for about 20 minutes after the shooting there were still some people outside looking around and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now though the police have come and cordoned off the block and it looks like most people have cleared out. Pray for us this weekend that as we and our neighbors go about our business we would be safe from any retaliations that may occur. Pray also against the violence that guns have brought to our streets and pray with me for the people who were targeted that they would not respond with violence. We appreciate your prayers and will keep you updated on things here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace and Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-532975596043092867?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/532975596043092867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=532975596043092867' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/532975596043092867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/532975596043092867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/shooting.html' title='Shooting'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-3073003105223116714</id><published>2008-11-05T11:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T11:41:20.889-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing in the Streets</title><content type='html'>Well friends, we've got a new president! Regardless of your political views last night was a beautiful night in the South Bronx; as the news was announced on CNN and NBC people started screaming and poured out onto the streets, cheering, dancing, and even crying. For the people of our neighborhood this is such a huge deal, there is so much hope in their faces as for the first time, many of them feel like things might just change. Many of our neighbors grew up during a time when they were not even allowed to vote because of their race and to see a candidate who has experienced that be elected was just so&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; exciting&lt;/span&gt; for so many. I am so thrilled that when I ask my students who they look up to the answer will no longer be 50 Cent or Jay-Z but can now be the President of the United States. I realize that we don't all agree with his policies and that even if we do no President is going to bring about the changes we really need, only Jesus can do that. Still for our neighbors and others all across the country to finally have hope in their country and fellow citizens is pretty inspiring. Join with us in praying for our government to bring our nation closer to the Kingdom of God rather than the kingdom of America. Let's remind ourselves each day that we can vote with our actions and our hearts and that that can make a bigger difference than the name we place on the ballot every four years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some exciting news on the home front is that I took some money that had been donated to us and went to the books store yesterday to get a bunch of books for the kids and teenagers we have built relationships with. We now have our very own little library complete with American Girl Books and Captain Underpants as well as some good picks for the older kids. Also I got us a few Bibles that we can begin to give out to the people we talk to. It was so exciting to get these things and thankfully as soon as I got home with them a few of the girls came over and we read stories together. It was so exciting to see them eager to read to us and to be able to encourage them in their academics. Pray with us as we consider developing an official tutoring night here once a week. It has been a dream of mine for a while and it seems as though the need is definitely here so it's something I'd like to begin next semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your day all and be encouraged that no matter who is sitting in the Oval Office, the Creator of the Universe sent His Son so that we would not have to fear death or anything else of the world, including elections. Praise the Lord!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-3073003105223116714?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3073003105223116714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=3073003105223116714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/3073003105223116714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/3073003105223116714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/dancing-in-streets.html' title='Dancing in the Streets'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-1279142642049562077</id><published>2008-11-03T11:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T11:16:54.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Full House!</title><content type='html'>Greetings Friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some exciting things goin on here on Beekman. First and foremost we have a new roommate! DeWanda just moved in with us yesterday, praise the Lord. We met her through a mutual friend and she is an NYU Grad and actress who also does really cool community based theater work. I cannot tell you how excited we are about having her with us, please pray for us as we build relationships and form a new community. Also keep an eye out cause she'll be updating the blog too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend we also had a fantastic visitor from Abilene... Brad Miller! I was really excited to meet Brad (Sara's Boyfriend) and it was obviously a pretty big deal for Sara because it had been over 2 months since they'd seen each other. It was great for him to see our house and meet some of our friends from school and the BX. We all had some really good times and it was great to see Sara and Brad together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also this weekend we had some good time with our neighbors Sinora and Ayesha. These girls have spent a good amount of time with us and came over on Saturday night to hang out with us and our friends, we had a good time and even got into a discussion of faith in front of them. I was a bit worried about this but it was no problem, Ayesha seemed particularly interested. Yesterday Sinora even came over to make cookies and we had a great time. Megan was also over doing an interview with me for the documentary and so Sinora got to hear a little bit more about why we are there and about my faith in particular during the interview. I also got to talk to Sinora about the neighborhood and gang violence. Halloween is always dangerous in the South Bronx but this year it was also Blood initiation weekend and since our block is a Blood block people were a little on edge. Thankfully we haven't heard or seen of anyone we know being harmed. It was good to talk a bit more about the issues with Sinora. Join me in praying for us all as we deepen our relationship with her that we would boldly proclaim the love and gospel of Jesus to her. Praise God that DeWanda has already formed a relationship with her and Sinora will be giving her a tour of the neighborhood today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are going really well and we are looking forward to the next few weeks as our schedules calm down a bit before Thanksgiving and we can really spend time building our community. Pray with us for direction, we'd love to do something really scandalous for the holidays to serve the neighborhood, and also we are still looking to fill another spot in the house so pray that God would be guiding our decisions and working in the heart of a special lady to join us. Also let us know how we can pray for you, we pray together every morning and would love to serve you in this way!&lt;br /&gt;Grace and Peace from the South Bronx!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-1279142642049562077?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1279142642049562077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=1279142642049562077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/1279142642049562077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/1279142642049562077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/full-house.html' title='Full House!'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-1430372167457960837</id><published>2008-10-20T11:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T12:25:55.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Night</title><content type='html'>Well folks, Fall has officially set in here in the City. This morning the temperature was only 42 degrees, luckily it has gotten much warmer since then so hopefully we've still got a while before it gets too cold to breathe. This weekend we took advantage of the beautiful weather and carved some pumpkins! We had friends of mine from high school visiting, (shout outs to Eric, Katie and Meg for hangin with us!) so it was a great time of fellowship with people from all over. On Saturday night the kids came over and we though what better time to carve our very own pumpkin and make apple crisp and roasted pumpkin seeds. (so good)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even invited over Charlie Callahan (or should I call him Ray?) but apparently he was the carving champ on his boyhood block in Alabama 5 years in a row so once the kids drew the "scary" face he set to work and before we knew it we had our very own jack'o'lantern (sp?). Sara even climbed out onto our little overhang over the door and set it out there all aglow and a couple neighbors were pretty impressed. One even told Megan (a friend from school who is filming a documentary about us) that he wished he could be a part of it and that that was what being a good neighbor was all about. It was so encouraging to hear things like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Megan was out on the streets doing some interviews for the project, and I was a little nervous at first that people would get the wrong idea. They didn't though, they loved her and we even met some new women who came over and Sara and I got to talk to them for an hour or so. Such a blessing, God is using us and our friends in ways we never could have expected! After the kids had eaten their fare share and were about to pass out we brought them home and grabbed some wine, and headed up to the roof to sing some worship tunes. Denny led us and it was a great time, we even resorted to interpretive dance to keep ourselves warm. All the dancing also got us a little excited and apparently we started singin a lot louder because all of a sudden we had an audience of a few people sticking their heads out of the windows . (I guess seeing someone interpretive dance on their roof at midnight is a bit odd). It was great though, a lady from across the alley told us we had beautiful voices. We figured we didn't want to keep people awake so we called it a night after that but what an amazing night it was. Some of my favorite memories as a child are of doing all these wonderful fall/winter holiday things so it was great to share that with the kids. Next up is Christmas cookies (I got really excited this morning and am trying really hard to wait until it is actually Christmas time)! Also thanks to everyone who has helped us out with money for the kids, I just went and picked up a whole bunch of apples and juice and even some great 1$ books I found at Strand, a used bookstore up here. Be blessed friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-1430372167457960837?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1430372167457960837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=1430372167457960837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/1430372167457960837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/1430372167457960837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkin-night.html' title='Pumpkin Night'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-3019706165138503461</id><published>2008-10-17T18:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T19:01:41.099-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh Air!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SPkZMNuF14I/AAAAAAAAABE/9fm4bImJIH4/s1600-h/Sar+and+I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SPkZMNuF14I/AAAAAAAAABE/9fm4bImJIH4/s320/Sar+and+I.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258261737563871106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SPkZMwJdlnI/AAAAAAAAABM/w9RGO6v7jYc/s1600-h/Andrews+Farm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SPkZMwJdlnI/AAAAAAAAABM/w9RGO6v7jYc/s320/Andrews+Farm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258261746805479026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SPkZNF7Z5XI/AAAAAAAAABU/rCDJuS9w8pM/s1600-h/Sara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SPkZNF7Z5XI/AAAAAAAAABU/rCDJuS9w8pM/s320/Sara.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258261752652096882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SPkZNsmUKOI/AAAAAAAAABc/5yBmPmLR31g/s1600-h/thanks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SPkZNsmUKOI/AAAAAAAAABc/5yBmPmLR31g/s320/thanks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258261763032623330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SPkZOE7y5XI/AAAAAAAAABk/YCKByT7cDoo/s1600-h/me+closeup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SPkZOE7y5XI/AAAAAAAAABk/YCKByT7cDoo/s320/me+closeup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258261769565169010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a couple of very busy weeks, Sara and I headed off last weekend to Vermont with our wonderful Navs family. I had been looking forward to the retreat since about July because Andrews Farm in VT is one of the most beautiful places I've ever been. We always go up on "peak foliage weekend" and get to see the mountains surrounding the farm as if they were on fire. And the stars! They are amazing, I always forget about stars living in the city but they are phenomenal. Its hard to not find God in a place that is so so full of his beautiful creation. And so we did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great time of fellowship, getting to spend a lot of time with old friends and make some great new ones. We also got to run around and roll down hills which was a blast, shout outs to the shut out ultimate team and especially to the Mountain Kitties (our team mascot for football) mmmrrreeeooowww! It was also just a beautiful place to worship, as soon as we got there on the first night a couple of us went outside into the freezing cold air and Denny and Jim led us in a bunch of songs, it was so peaceful and as more and more people arrived the group grew pretty big. We were able to just dance around and sing out hearts out praising Jesus which is sometimes hard to do in a city where the man made noise and lights somehow seem to drown out God. Our fellowship also grew a lot in grace together and a lot of people took some really big steps in their relationships with Christ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Sara and I were reflecting on our own walks we each (individually) came to the same realization. In a world where the concept of grace barely exists I had somehow turned my relationship with Jesus into one of dependence on him towards one where I tried to earn His love and blessings through and endless list of service "for the kingdom" all of those acts are good on their own but I need to bring the Kingdom of God closer to my heart and just meet Him there and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;need &lt;/span&gt;Him there. Pray with us that we would really experience His grace and freedom in the coming weeks as we seek Him in new and different ways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-3019706165138503461?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3019706165138503461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=3019706165138503461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/3019706165138503461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/3019706165138503461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2008/10/fresh-air.html' title='Fresh Air!'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SPkZMNuF14I/AAAAAAAAABE/9fm4bImJIH4/s72-c/Sar+and+I.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-883804422106908731</id><published>2008-09-24T17:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T18:46:23.681-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for a Bit of Good Ol' Fashioned Open Commensality</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SNq7H0GgX9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/WkvLXoiIYNE/s1600-h/Boys+and+kids+and+puzzle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SNq7H0GgX9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/WkvLXoiIYNE/s320/Boys+and+kids+and+puzzle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249714058573144018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SNq7H16R5GI/AAAAAAAAAAg/sQUybGtgf9E/s1600-h/Jilli+and+Justin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SNq7H16R5GI/AAAAAAAAAAg/sQUybGtgf9E/s320/Jilli+and+Justin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249714059058734178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SNq7IK472AI/AAAAAAAAAAo/sV_P8OARyOc/s1600-h/Kirstin+and+Jill+and+Kiwi+and+Beba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SNq7IK472AI/AAAAAAAAAAo/sV_P8OARyOc/s320/Kirstin+and+Jill+and+Kiwi+and+Beba.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249714064690239490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SNq7IW3yYWI/AAAAAAAAAAw/nj4OtEzTk4w/s1600-h/Sara+and+girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SNq7IW3yYWI/AAAAAAAAAAw/nj4OtEzTk4w/s320/Sara+and+girls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249714067906650466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple years ago I took a religious studies class at NYU about the new testament and one of our readings was about this radical thing called "open commensality" that Jesus practiced. Basically this means that Jesus ate with all sorts of different people, many of whom weren't considered "clean" according to 1st century Jewish laws of ritual purity. While eating together is definitely important in our society, it meant even more back then that Jesus was willing to eat with these people, (tax collectors, prostitutes, beggars) because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nobody&lt;/span&gt; who was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anybody&lt;/span&gt; ate with these people.  I've always been super fascinated by this, partially because I love eating with people and partially because it is yet another example of how freaking cool (BA I might even say?) Jesus was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend we decided to practice this for ourselves on Beekman. After spending the day apple picking in NJ with navs, we decided to have a bunch of our friends, from NYU and the BX over for Chili and Apple Crisp. Folks it was one of the most beautiful experiences I've ever had. A lot of our friends got to see the house for the first time, the food was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;, and we even got to invite our favorite security guard Mike over! He came all decked out for a bit and teased all our school friends just like he teases us. The kids from next door also came over and ate, even more importantly though they got played with! Our friends were so wonderful at embracing them and entertaining them, a huge blessing since with 7 of them they don't get a lot of individual attention from adults. Huge shout outs to Allie and Matt for chasing them around the house, they have never been so tired before and they definitely need to get their energy out like this more often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the beauty begins... We moved up to the roof and of course Denny busted out the guitar and we started singin some worship songs. The kids all settled down and picked a lap to sit in, getting to be held for a while and having their eyes opened to the beauty of God's kingdom. I had little Kiwi in my lap and he was confused about what was going on so I had a little conversation with him that went like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me "Have you ever been to church before?"&lt;br /&gt;Kiwi "no"&lt;br /&gt;Me "Do you know who Jesus is?"&lt;br /&gt;Kiwi"No, but I know who God is, he's up there (points to sky)"&lt;br /&gt;Me "Yea that's right, and He is the one who created everything, even you and me"&lt;br /&gt;Kiwi "Even the killers?"&lt;br /&gt;Me "Yes, even the killers and He loves them but not what they do, but He especially loves little kids like you Kiwi and right now we are just singing songs to Him"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a wonderful experience and hopefully a great time of planting seeds and loving these kids, the next afternoon they were over before we went to church and one of the girls told me she liked the part where we were singing! Pray for us as we have some of our adult neighbors over for dinner this week that those relationships would deepen and we could serve them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally attaching some pictures of us and the kids over the last few weeks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-883804422106908731?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/883804422106908731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=883804422106908731' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/883804422106908731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/883804422106908731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2008/09/time-for-bit-of-good-ol.html' title='Time for a Bit of Good Ol&apos; Fashioned Open Commensality'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/SNq7H0GgX9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/WkvLXoiIYNE/s72-c/Boys+and+kids+and+puzzle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-933852811104356636</id><published>2008-09-14T19:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T20:01:24.869-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just the Two of Us</title><content type='html'>(building castles in the Bronx)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    It has been quite a week up here, full of lots of fun and experiences of the Kingdom of God but also lots of exhaustion. On Thursday our wonderful house mate Kate (the great) told us she would be moving back to Texas. She had not found a job here in NY yet and decided it made the most sense to go back where she could get one no problem. We fully support her and love her a whole lot but its been a pretty emotionally exhausting journey for Sara and I (Jillian) these last 8 months or so as we've had lots of people seemingly on board and ready to bring the Kingdom to the South Bronx with us and for reasons that are really hard for us to understand all of them have decided not to be with us. Most of them are our good friends and family who we love and don't begrudge them their decisions at all but it is still pretty tough for Sara and I. We are trusting God that he is going to do amazing things whether we've got a house of ten people or two but we'd love to have some more people to walk the walk with. That said, we've sort of temporarily decided that if we are going to have more roommates its gonna be through God's work and not ours, we really don't want to be let down again and it'll be right when God makes it so. Pray with us though that He would call workers to the South Bronx, specifically to be with us but also all over the neighborhood. Pray also for Sara and I that we would not be lonely, my personality doesn't allow for much time with just me before I go crazy so I'm gonna need God's help to feel satisfied by myself sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    In other news we've had a lot of good times with the neighborhood this week! The kids from next door have been over almost every night this week which is such a blessing to me as every time they are here they make me smile. We had a lot of fun on Thursday night and they all made a puzzle of the United States with Sara and our friends Ryan and Jared while I cooked us dinner. Then we got to sing with them to "With You" by Chris Brown (which Sara and I sing to every time we ride the subway together, video footage to come soon!) We've also spent a lot of time just hangin out on the step and getting to know the neighbors a bit more. Another fun thing has been having Sara's Aunt, Uncle and cousins in from Texas for the weekend, they have been really helpful in preventing our loneliness and it's also great to see people so excited about the city. It's an important reminder of the amazing place we are blessed to live and the opportunity we've been given to make it better for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    That's all for now, I'll post pictures (the kids have taken a million of them) as soon as I find a bodega that sells AA batteries! Stay Blessed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044689586817395603-933852811104356636?l=beekmannotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/feeds/933852811104356636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3044689586817395603&amp;postID=933852811104356636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/933852811104356636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3044689586817395603/posts/default/933852811104356636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beekmannotes.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-two-of-us.html' title='Just the Two of Us'/><author><name>Jillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02922204966768546536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tpEvlYWKEz8/Sh1rrmKyCsI/AAAAAAAAACg/oIf0VZtN1Y0/S220/n839241_45169736_5028893.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044689586817395603.post-5762726251003737862</id><published>2008-09-09T21:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T22:27:53.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the Hood!</title><content type='html'>We've been living in the South Bronx for about a month now and have finally gotten ourselves settled in. By (semi) popular demand we thought it was about time to start our very own internet blog (thanks Mr Patch!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    In case it's unclear exactly why a group of privileged NYU girls would move to the South Bronx, here is our attempt at explaining the journey that has brought us here to Beekman Ave. In January of 2008 our good friend "set us up " (Sara and Jillian) and we realized that God was going to do some pretty amazing things through our Friendship. We had each been deeply changed over the previous year by reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Irresistible Revolution&lt;/span&gt; by Shane Claiborne and by letting Jesus speak to our hearts and decided to go out for coffee at Joe's to talk about our journeys. By the end of that first date we had decided to move to the South Bronx together (we both are giggling because it sounds like we are a couple that got engaged after just one date- it really was that amazing though). We began to meet weekly to read about Jesus in Matthew and to pray over how our lives could look more and more like His. After four months of this, God gave us a vision of what His will for our lives in the South Bronx could look like. Over the summer our little relationship became a love triangle as Sara's cousin Kate Henninger decided to join us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    So here we are now, in our beautiful little house on one of the "worst" streets in NYC (we like it a lot though); spending each morning seeking the Lord's heart in prayer, doing our best to give generously to each other and the community around us and learning more and more each day about the love of Jesus for the poorest neighborhood in the United States and all that He has in store for us here. (If you want more details ask us and we'll give you the full low down or even better come visit us and we'll show you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    We've met lots of people on the block, and now that the curiosity about the white girls has died down we've been able to start forming relationships with people and feeding them lots of cookies. Last week the last of our new neighbors moved in and brought her &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seven&lt;/span&gt; kids along with her. We were making some cookies before having a bunch of NYU people over for dinner when we saw two of the girls sitting outside and decided to go bring them and the other people hangin out on their stoops some cookies. After talking to the girls for a bit we found out that they were locked out of their house until their mom came home from work so we invited them upstairs. They were really fun and we talked to them about their lives for a while and then decided to bust out the art supplies and draw some pictures for our fridge. After a while their mom came home and they left, but then she had to go back out and they asked if they could stay with us so they (plus one more) came up and had dinner with all of our guests. We all ate on the roof since it was crazy hot and the NYU folks got to hang out with the kids from the BX. After dinner and lots more cookies we played jump rope with them (the jump rope was made out of cable wires which gave an extra bit of excitement). The night was such a beautiful expression of the kingdom of God on earth as we saw our friends from school spinning the rope for the girls and vice versa. After a while their mom returned home with the rest of the kids who immediately got out of the car and jumped into our arms to hug us before even telling us their names. I've never had such a big smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Later that weekend we were all out doing our thing on Saturday night, I (Jillian) went to an NYU event called compelled that was really encouraging and gave me a great opportunity to hear about other people's expression of God's love throughout the city. The event ran pretty late so a good friend James Richard Chalk III (he is strong and a gentleman) brought me home, at home we met up with Ryan Patch who had just fixed Sara's completely broken computer (he is brilliant and manly). It was after midnight so we thought what better way to occupy our time than by praising Jesus! Jim busted out the guitar and we busted out our voices and spent some really great time worshiping. It was really beautiful as Jim and Ryan are pretty much the ones who have supported us and prayed with us since the very beginning so it was nice to spend that time with them and after making (more) cookies we spent some time in prayer together, asking God to bless them in the way he had been blessing us. Again the Kingdom of God came straight from heaven to Beekman Ave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Last night when Sara and I got home from class we decided to sit outside and eat some (more) cookies, the kids from next door (this time all seven) and a couple other people from the street were outside so we gave them all cookies. Kate came out and we sat outside for a few hours playing with all the kids and helping the oldest girl with her homework. They drew about a hundred more pictures for our fridge which are pretty much the best, cutest artwork I've ever seen (take that Metropolitan Museum!) They were so much fun and such a joy to be around and their mom was very thankful to have them taken off her hands after a long day at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    We are now just about ready to go to bed although there is probably a lot more giggling to be done before that actually happens as we still have to listen to our daily Chris Brown and Jordin Sparks. 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