I've never quite known what to do with that quote. I've never been terribly fond of my "home" as others would think of it. My home was full of let downs, lies, and secret lives. I look back and notice that I made a lot of effort toward being anywhere but home. For me, there was no place like home - no place had I developed such deep mistrust, discomfort, and bitterness.
Aaron and I have begun the grand search for a house. What a process this is/will be! I've always had a vision or making my home a place of ministry - one where others who, like I had, make effort to be anywhere but home could come and find a place of peace and comfort.
Last night, however, while I was sitting silently before God and praying for our future home, I had a real vision - an image. I saw our home with a guest room, an open kitchen and living room, a backyard with the sun shining on dewy grass. I imagined myself baking in a house full of [faceless & nameless] people. They were so comfortable and felt so at-home. They knew they were welcomed there and loved for who they are. We were all so full of God's joy!
And I LOVED it! I loved this image, and for once in a long time, I felt excited by what God can do in and through me. I felt like crying. I felt overwhelmingly like this was what I was made for. I felt like God had said to me, "remember, when you give everything over to me and live a radical, sanctified life, then you are being who you were meant to be - you're being who I made you. And by the way, the joy that comes with it is indescribable."
And this vision was different than most because I felt a deep and abiding hope that this could be a reality.
Later in the night, I spoke with Aaron about my vision and experience that evening. We seem to be on the same page - we'd like to dedicate this home to the Lord. We pray with confidence in our Lord that He will provide a home for us, in which we can have a thriving ministry of comfort and peace and hope for those who are in need. We know that this type of ministry will require a few things - specifically: an open floor plan that makes people feel like there is room for everyone, a large kitchen where food can be prepared for the hungry (in body and soul), furniture that is hardy but comfortable (possibly not the most beautiful, but furniture on which everyone can be comfortable and we can not grasp with pride), a backyard that speaks God's praises through his creation, a guest room for those who need rest and retreat (and the furniture to furnish it). And most of all, we are praying that God will open our hearts and transform our thoughts so that we can selflessly open our home to everyone without feeling intruded upon or overwhelmed.
We'd like people to see our home as the embassy of God's kingdom. We hope that when people enter our home they understand that this place is very different than other places they've been - it's ruled by God, a loving, caring, compassionate God. We hope that someday the phrase will go, "There's no place like the home that God provided for Steph and Aaron's ministry."
And so... the search continues ... with sincere prayers for God to show up and minister to and through us!
Monday, September 12, 2011
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Come and Go and All Alone
Lately I've been deeply saddened when reflecting on how quickly and easily friends come and go. People I thought I was "close to" just don't show up anymore. I move away from college and friendships fall away completely. I'm sad to look back on wedding photos and see faces I haven't seen in years! I'm sad that one of my bridesmaid actually had a baby and I only heard one thing about it - "can you come to my baby shower?" And that's after I contacted her several times without any response from her! I just feel like, can you get close to ANYONE without being hurt? Who has close friendships? Can you tell me what I'm doing wrong? I've even verbally expressed my deep commitment to a friend... and then she announced to me that she and her husband were moving out of town through a TEXT MESSAGE. I just don't understand. Who wants to commit with me? Who wants to be serious about living life together? Who wants to know the ins and outs of me (maybe that's the issue right there) and be known too? Who wants to NOT be surprised that I'd call them first to make a big announcement?
I feel so alone. I don't even think there are more than 2 people in this world that I'd consider myself "close" with (and it's true - one of them I don't talk to much but sincerely adore [Jenn!]). I feel like there are 2 people who actually know me and still stick around.
I thought this is what EVERYONE longed for. Am I really that abnormal?
I feel so alone. I don't even think there are more than 2 people in this world that I'd consider myself "close" with (and it's true - one of them I don't talk to much but sincerely adore [Jenn!]). I feel like there are 2 people who actually know me and still stick around.
I thought this is what EVERYONE longed for. Am I really that abnormal?
Friday, July 8, 2011
Wear Your Heart on Your Lips
My houseboats devo for our high school students:
When Jesus was asked, “which, of these hundreds of rules that I’ve been taught to follow, is the greatest, most important rule?” he answered, “You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind. This is the great and first commandment. And a second is like it: You shall love your neighbor as yourself. On these two commandments depend all the Law and the Prophets" (Matthew 22:36-40). In other words, “when you can love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and love your neighbor as yourself, everything else will work itself out, and God will be honored! So, stick to these and all those other rules will naturally be taken care of.”
There are two things we should note here:
1. Praise God that he included, “all” in his commandment! “All your heart… all your soul… all your mind.” That definitely leaves me no room to play with the temptation to think I can get away with giving him a little bit. Praise God that he lays it out for us and makes it clear!
2. Jesus first said, “with all your heart.” He didn’t leave out the heart. He didn’t simply say, “love the Lord your God with all of your soul” (who you are, what you’re doing) and “love the Lord your God with all of your mind” (all of your thoughts and intellect). Instead, he first mentions the place that, for Jesus, represented devotion, admiration, emotion; all that stuff that moves you, drives you, gives you passion to act. After all, loving God with your soul and with your mind, that comes from what your heart admires and what your heart is devoted to.
It seems to me, then, that our hearts are meant to be filled with love for God. If we are commanded to love the Lord our God with all our heart, that implies that all of our heart should be filled with love for God (or we should be working toward that, anyway).
If we have love for God, we must also be passionate about and love those things that he delights in: love, justice, righteousness, humility… you, those around you, those who are less fortunate than you. (Jeremiah 9:24, Psalm 149:4)
Interestingly, Jesus also said, “What comes out of the mouth proceeds from the heart…” (Matthew 15:18a)
It’s kind of like Jesus said, “You wear your heart on your lips. People will know what your heart loves by the way you talk.”
And he continues by saying, “and this defiles a person.”
The summer between my freshman and sophomore years of college, I made some really close friends, Steve and Amy. We all lifeguarded at the pool on campus. In our free time we off-roaded in the jeep that Steve was rebuilding (yeah, rebuilding – I don’t know how many times we got “stuck” on top of Mt. Baldy and had to wait for Steve to get the jeep back to working condition). We had a blast hanging out together and grew pretty close throughout the summer.
When school started again so did my second job. I became pretty busy doing school-work and working two jobs. Steve, Amy, and I were pretty used to hanging out everyday, but when school started I just couldn’t manage hanging out everyday on top of taking care of my responsibilities.
One evening, Steve called and said, “Hey, Amy and I were thinking of taking the jeep out again tonight, come with us!” I told him I had tons of homework and I was on duty at work till 11pm. He was upset that the last time he had asked to hang out I also had work, so he told me, “well call me when you’re free ‘cuz we never get to hangout anymore.” I felt like that was pretty lame – we had totally been hanging out together, just not every single day, like we had in the summer.
About 15 minutes later, I was sitting at work and I received a text message from Steve. It read, “Forget Stephanie, she’s being a [brat]. She’s not coming with us.”
Immediately, my heart sank and I thought, this was totally meant for Amy, not me. And that means that they’re talking about me behind me back. And that’s totally not fair! I have other things to do! I was devastated and texted him back, “I think you meant to send this to Amy, but I want to let you know that I got it and that really hurt my feelings.”
Since then, our friendship has never been the same again. I saw that he had bitterness and resentment stored up in his heart. I got a glimpse of what was in his heart through the words he chose to use, and it was ugly.
Granted, that wasn’t his whole heart. I had seen parts of his heart before that I loved and I loved to be around – we were close friends! But that little peek into that part of his heart caused me to wonder if I could trust him and if he really valued me and if our relationship was a safe place for me to be who God made me.
James, a follower of Jesus, a servant of God who holds great spiritual authority, the writer of the biblical book of James, said, it is a deception for any of us to think that Jesus can be Lord over our life, without also becoming Lord over our tongue. He wrote “If anyone thinks he is religious and does not bridle his tongue but deceives his heart, this person’s religion is worthless” (James 1:26). Wow! Our tongues can render our religiousness, our being doers of God’s commandments (James 1:22-25), worthless. Words can completely work against all of our actions. We’ve heard before that actions speak louder than words… D.H. Lawrence, a well-known, early 20th Century author wrote, “Oh, words are action good enough, if they’re the right words.” And maybe they’re action bad enough, hurtful enough, if they’re the wrong ones.
I’m thinking that how we talk to one another, the things we say, even when joking, exposes the depths of our hearts – our bitterness, our anger, our resentment, our disregard for a creator who loves his creation. I think that the things we say are as impactful as our actions toward one another. I think that our religious actions can be negated by our consitent sarcasm.
When Jesus was asked, “which, of these hundreds of rules that I’ve been taught to follow, is the greatest, most important rule?” he answered, “You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind. This is the great and first commandment. And a second is like it: You shall love your neighbor as yourself. On these two commandments depend all the Law and the Prophets" (Matthew 22:36-40). In other words, “when you can love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and love your neighbor as yourself, everything else will work itself out, and God will be honored! So, stick to these and all those other rules will naturally be taken care of.”
There are two things we should note here:
1. Praise God that he included, “all” in his commandment! “All your heart… all your soul… all your mind.” That definitely leaves me no room to play with the temptation to think I can get away with giving him a little bit. Praise God that he lays it out for us and makes it clear!
2. Jesus first said, “with all your heart.” He didn’t leave out the heart. He didn’t simply say, “love the Lord your God with all of your soul” (who you are, what you’re doing) and “love the Lord your God with all of your mind” (all of your thoughts and intellect). Instead, he first mentions the place that, for Jesus, represented devotion, admiration, emotion; all that stuff that moves you, drives you, gives you passion to act. After all, loving God with your soul and with your mind, that comes from what your heart admires and what your heart is devoted to.
It seems to me, then, that our hearts are meant to be filled with love for God. If we are commanded to love the Lord our God with all our heart, that implies that all of our heart should be filled with love for God (or we should be working toward that, anyway).
If we have love for God, we must also be passionate about and love those things that he delights in: love, justice, righteousness, humility… you, those around you, those who are less fortunate than you. (Jeremiah 9:24, Psalm 149:4)
Interestingly, Jesus also said, “What comes out of the mouth proceeds from the heart…” (Matthew 15:18a)
It’s kind of like Jesus said, “You wear your heart on your lips. People will know what your heart loves by the way you talk.”
And he continues by saying, “and this defiles a person.”
The summer between my freshman and sophomore years of college, I made some really close friends, Steve and Amy. We all lifeguarded at the pool on campus. In our free time we off-roaded in the jeep that Steve was rebuilding (yeah, rebuilding – I don’t know how many times we got “stuck” on top of Mt. Baldy and had to wait for Steve to get the jeep back to working condition). We had a blast hanging out together and grew pretty close throughout the summer.
When school started again so did my second job. I became pretty busy doing school-work and working two jobs. Steve, Amy, and I were pretty used to hanging out everyday, but when school started I just couldn’t manage hanging out everyday on top of taking care of my responsibilities.
One evening, Steve called and said, “Hey, Amy and I were thinking of taking the jeep out again tonight, come with us!” I told him I had tons of homework and I was on duty at work till 11pm. He was upset that the last time he had asked to hang out I also had work, so he told me, “well call me when you’re free ‘cuz we never get to hangout anymore.” I felt like that was pretty lame – we had totally been hanging out together, just not every single day, like we had in the summer.
About 15 minutes later, I was sitting at work and I received a text message from Steve. It read, “Forget Stephanie, she’s being a [brat]. She’s not coming with us.”
Immediately, my heart sank and I thought, this was totally meant for Amy, not me. And that means that they’re talking about me behind me back. And that’s totally not fair! I have other things to do! I was devastated and texted him back, “I think you meant to send this to Amy, but I want to let you know that I got it and that really hurt my feelings.”
Since then, our friendship has never been the same again. I saw that he had bitterness and resentment stored up in his heart. I got a glimpse of what was in his heart through the words he chose to use, and it was ugly.
Granted, that wasn’t his whole heart. I had seen parts of his heart before that I loved and I loved to be around – we were close friends! But that little peek into that part of his heart caused me to wonder if I could trust him and if he really valued me and if our relationship was a safe place for me to be who God made me.
James, a follower of Jesus, a servant of God who holds great spiritual authority, the writer of the biblical book of James, said, it is a deception for any of us to think that Jesus can be Lord over our life, without also becoming Lord over our tongue. He wrote “If anyone thinks he is religious and does not bridle his tongue but deceives his heart, this person’s religion is worthless” (James 1:26). Wow! Our tongues can render our religiousness, our being doers of God’s commandments (James 1:22-25), worthless. Words can completely work against all of our actions. We’ve heard before that actions speak louder than words… D.H. Lawrence, a well-known, early 20th Century author wrote, “Oh, words are action good enough, if they’re the right words.” And maybe they’re action bad enough, hurtful enough, if they’re the wrong ones.
I’m thinking that how we talk to one another, the things we say, even when joking, exposes the depths of our hearts – our bitterness, our anger, our resentment, our disregard for a creator who loves his creation. I think that the things we say are as impactful as our actions toward one another. I think that our religious actions can be negated by our consitent sarcasm.
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Houseboats Prep
Sunday I take off, with 7 other youth leaders and 22 high school students, to Sonshine Specialized Camping Ministires (Houseboats Summer Camp). I'm very excited to spend my time with these students and leaders. I know that most of us are looking forward to the vacation aspect of the trip (myself included), but I'm also very excited about some of the difficult conversations that I know will come up. Some of these students have been dealing with issues that are just so much larger than they are (not too large for God). My heart is made happy to know that I can walk alongside them as they deal with these things. I definitely don't have the answers they want, but I can help them carry the weight of these things and help them trudge through the mud puddles that result from these things.
I've been tasked (lovingly) with writing one of the devotions that the students will read during their houseboat experience. I'm a little bit stuck. Chris, our Wwonderful youth pastor (praise God for him!) gave us writers these instructions:
So here I sit... God please prepare my heart to process your Word and hear from your Spirit. Please direct me in the way I should walk during this time with these students. Search me, God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts. See if there is any grievous way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting. (Psalm 139:23-24)
I've been tasked (lovingly) with writing one of the devotions that the students will read during their houseboat experience. I'm a little bit stuck. Chris, our Wwonderful youth pastor (praise God for him!) gave us writers these instructions:
I have been prayerfully seeking an overarching theme for our trip, but have not had a sense of peace about what that theme is. Rather, I have a sense of clarity and peace about what our students need or are searching for. So rather than leading with a theme, I would like for each of us to sit before God with the needs that I suggest and others that you are aware of, and then craft a devotional that you believe speaks to the needs. I believe that our overarching theme will emerge as we bring these different devos into one booklet.
- In a word, Passion.
- I believe that our students are looking for something worth dying for, which would give them a reason and purpose to live.
- I believe that our students need reminded of the real difference that God's existence, activity, grace, power, and justice make in our world and in our lives.
- And I believe that our students need to see that following God has implications for the "big things" of our life and the "small things" (Matthew 25:21).
- Even our students who are currently active in their pursuit of God, I think it is a critical time that their questions/thoughts are rooted in a deep love of God rather than a love of knowledge.
- Ultimately, our students need to fall more in love with God with their whole heart that leads them to love God with their strength. How can we create time and space for them to be with God and fall more in love with God such that we see their actions/decisions change?
Friday, May 6, 2011
Camping Trip
I'm really excited about our camping trip coming in July. This year we have a site by the river, which will be so much nicer than being up against the cement slab we were against last year. I can't wait to have nothing to do all do - ah the freedom to read and lie around. I'm looking forward to spending time outside (it's true, I never imagined myself having a desk-job like this). I am looking forward to the fresh air and cool beach/mountain breezes. I am excited to cook outside. I'm excited to see stars in the sky. I'm excited to blow bubbles. I'm so longing to get away for "this" (whatever this is today).
But trust me when I say, I'd LOVE to skip right over June.
But trust me when I say, I'd LOVE to skip right over June.
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Undoubtedly a Struggle
Naked I came from my mother's womb,
naked I'll return to the womb of the earth.
God gives, God takes.
God's name be ever blessed.
JOB 1:21 (the message)
I spend a lot of my mental time considering how unfairly God has treated me (yep, I'm that prideful. I know most people spend time thinking of how unworthy of God's love they are - or so I'm told - but not me). I consider the lack of parental figures I have in my life (this is such a vast feeling, unjustified by that short a sentence). I consider how deeply my heart loves my siblings but seldom feel the same in their response. I consider that I've never figured out this whole career things... and then when I thought I did, my career dwindled down to hopeless (a deep feeling of purposelessness).
Undoubtedly, it has been a struggle for me to say, "you gave, you took, and I will bless you forever!" Most days, I want to cry out, "this is a frickin joke!"
Nonetheless, I remember when I was in the thick of living with child-like parents and coping with caring for my siblings and myself. I remember when God's love was, indeed, better than life (Psalm 63:3). Like David, "I have seen" this good God work love and life into a heart so scared and lifeless. And so, in this continued time of deep sorrow and time when I wonder when God will step in and say, "enough is enough," I say,
You, God, are my God,
earnestly I seek you;
I thirst for you,
my whole being longs for you,
in a [lonely and hurting] land
where there is no [change].
I have seen you in the sanctuary
and beheld your power and your glory.
Because your love is better than life,
my lips will glorify you.
I will praise you as long as I live,
and in your name I will lift up my hands.
PSALM 63:1-4
Sunday, April 24, 2011
He's Got the Love
Florence and the Machine
You've Got the Love
Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air
I know I can count on you
Sometimes I feel like saying "Lord I just don't care"
But you've got the love I need To see me through
Sometimes it seems that the going is just too rough
And things go wrong no matter what I do
Now and then it seems that life is just too much
But you've got the love I need to see me through
When food is gone you are my daily meal
When friends are gone I know my savior's love is real
Your love is real
You got the love
You got the love
Time after time I think "Oh Lord what's the use?"
Time after time I think it's just no good
Sooner or later in life, the things you love you loose
But you got the love I need to see me through
You got the love
You got the love
Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air
I know I can count on you
Sometimes I feel like saying "Lord I just don't care"
But you've got the love I need to see me through
You got the love
You got the love
You got the love
You've Got the Love
Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air
I know I can count on you
Sometimes I feel like saying "Lord I just don't care"
But you've got the love I need To see me through
Sometimes it seems that the going is just too rough
And things go wrong no matter what I do
Now and then it seems that life is just too much
But you've got the love I need to see me through
When food is gone you are my daily meal
When friends are gone I know my savior's love is real
Your love is real
You got the love
You got the love
Time after time I think "Oh Lord what's the use?"
Time after time I think it's just no good
Sooner or later in life, the things you love you loose
But you got the love I need to see me through
You got the love
You got the love
Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air
I know I can count on you
Sometimes I feel like saying "Lord I just don't care"
But you've got the love I need to see me through
You got the love
You got the love
You got the love
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Tuesday, March 8, 2011
A Lenten Idea
Over the past few months I recognized a deep need inside of myself - a need to connect with God in a more proactive way. I have been living a blah-life. A life that knows God exists but doesn't allow that knowledge to dictate it's movements. I have come to understand and feel the need to practice spiritual disciplines so as to put myself in a posture of hearing and seeing God.
As Lenten season so quickly approaches I admit that I've only briefly thought about partaking in the practice of Lent this year. But today I decided that it is one of those opportunities to posture myself for receiving from God. How dare I past it up!
I joked about "Lenting" work... maybe show up but not do anything? Ha! I also thought maybe it'd be interesting to "Lent" talking. Heehee... what a silly idea.
Then, this afternoon at work, out of the blue to him, I asked a friend "What if I Lented shoes?"
He said, "What?"
I repeated, "What if I Lented shoes?"
He looked quizzical, "Do you mean lend you shoes to someone else?"
Hahahaha! Oh Daren! "No, I mean Lent, like the season. Like fast my shoes."
"OH! Hmm..."
And that's my idea. What if I fasted shoes?
In Exodus 3, Moses incounters God through the burning bush. The first statement, request really, that God makes to Moses is that he take his shoes off and recognize that the place he is in is holy. Exodus 3:1-6 says,
Yeah... what if I Lented my shoes? (and hey, while I'm at it, if you'd like to borrow my shoes... why not!)
As Lenten season so quickly approaches I admit that I've only briefly thought about partaking in the practice of Lent this year. But today I decided that it is one of those opportunities to posture myself for receiving from God. How dare I past it up!
I joked about "Lenting" work... maybe show up but not do anything? Ha! I also thought maybe it'd be interesting to "Lent" talking. Heehee... what a silly idea.
Then, this afternoon at work, out of the blue to him, I asked a friend "What if I Lented shoes?"
He said, "What?"
I repeated, "What if I Lented shoes?"
He looked quizzical, "Do you mean lend you shoes to someone else?"
Hahahaha! Oh Daren! "No, I mean Lent, like the season. Like fast my shoes."
"OH! Hmm..."
And that's my idea. What if I fasted shoes?
In Exodus 3, Moses incounters God through the burning bush. The first statement, request really, that God makes to Moses is that he take his shoes off and recognize that the place he is in is holy. Exodus 3:1-6 says,
"I Moses was shepherding the flock of Jethro, his father-in-law, the priest of Midian. He led the flock to the west end of the wilderness and came to the mountain of God, Horeb. The angel of God appeared to him in flames of fire blazing out of the middle of a bush. He looked. The bush was blazing away but it didn't burn up.As a sign of my readiness to recieve from God - What if I fasted my shoes? What if I also fasted my shoes as a reminder to myself that wherever I go I must be intentional about recognizing God in that place and make that place holy through my actions and posturing. And what if I fasted my shoes for the purpose of experiencing just a glimpse of the pain my Savior felt as He carried a cross up a hill with anticipation of a death worthy enough to pay for the sins of many?
Moses said, "What's going on here? I can't believe this! Amazing! Why doesn't the bush burn up?"
God saw that he had stopped to look. God called to him from out of the bush, "Moses! Moses!"
He said, "Yes? I'm right here!"
God said, "Don't come any closer. Remove your sandals from your feet. You're standing on holy ground."
Then he said, "I am the God of your father: The God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, the God of Jacob."
Moses hid his face, afraid to look at God.
Yeah... what if I Lented my shoes? (and hey, while I'm at it, if you'd like to borrow my shoes... why not!)
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
The Return
Again, a long sabbatical from blogging... and the return.
But recently I've been really feeling the desire to read and write again - especially with the emotional roller coaster ride that my life has been for the past 3-4 months. New job, new lifestyle (full time job, rather than part times), spiritual growth (or lack thereof), new awareness of self, etc. I recognize that I enjoy reading so thoroughly sometimes. And I think that sometimes that's because it's an escape. Not just an escape like we put on classroom posters, Reading Is Fun, Get Lost In a Book, but a true sincere moment of not being or feeling like me. Accepting and embracing another's emotions and cognition - there's a little bit of freedom in that.
I've recently been reading Little Bee by Chris Cleave. It is described as "a haunting novel about the tenuous friendship that blooms between two disparate strangers—one an illegal Nigerian refugee, the other a recent widow from suburban London." It's a well written story that allows reader to experience the emotions of two very unalike women - and both very unlike myself. Little Bee and Sarah are so different but the perspective change back and forth between the two characters creates a well rounded, enjoyable look at the plot. The author artfully creates vivid pictures of both Nigeria and London using his eloquent but rational speech and understanding of differing cultures. Great read!
And that... that was the return.
But recently I've been really feeling the desire to read and write again - especially with the emotional roller coaster ride that my life has been for the past 3-4 months. New job, new lifestyle (full time job, rather than part times), spiritual growth (or lack thereof), new awareness of self, etc. I recognize that I enjoy reading so thoroughly sometimes. And I think that sometimes that's because it's an escape. Not just an escape like we put on classroom posters, Reading Is Fun, Get Lost In a Book, but a true sincere moment of not being or feeling like me. Accepting and embracing another's emotions and cognition - there's a little bit of freedom in that.
I've recently been reading Little Bee by Chris Cleave. It is described as "a haunting novel about the tenuous friendship that blooms between two disparate strangers—one an illegal Nigerian refugee, the other a recent widow from suburban London." It's a well written story that allows reader to experience the emotions of two very unalike women - and both very unlike myself. Little Bee and Sarah are so different but the perspective change back and forth between the two characters creates a well rounded, enjoyable look at the plot. The author artfully creates vivid pictures of both Nigeria and London using his eloquent but rational speech and understanding of differing cultures. Great read!
And that... that was the return.
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