Category: Valerie (Page 11 of 17)

To Valerie at WT

WTDormBedDearest Valerie,

You’re unpacked and getting settled now in your dorm room at West Texas A&M. You’re officially now in college. You’ve moved out of the house — mostly. You’re a big girl. “Hers is.”

Whew!

This has happened so fast. I don’t mean just the past eighteen years — yes, those have flown by — but the past three or four weeks, too. I have so wanted to take you out to dinner over the past few nights, just one dinner, just you and me, Dad and his Little Middle. I’ve wanted to look into your beautiful spotted eyes and tell you face to face, heart to heart, how super proud I am of you. How I do feel really honored and blessed to be your father. How I so enjoy spending time with you. How unbelievably talented and smart I think you are and how unlimited your potential.

I wanted to try to communicate all the things I want so badly for you. Not for me, not for some weird validation of my parenting. But, truly for you. All the learning you’re about to do — you’re going to learn more in the next four years academically and about life and about yourself than in your first eighteen years combined; pay attention. All the new people you’re about to meet — from different places and different backgrounds with different worldviews — learn from them, grow with them, appreciate them. All the parties and social events you’re going to experience — have fun, daughter, have fun; be crazy, be spontaneous, be wild. All the decisions you’re going to make — think big picture and eternal, not right now and temporary.

There’s just not enough time or space to write down everything that’s in my heart today for you. I’m gushing, overflowing, with pride and excitement for you. And, yeah, a little bit of concern in there, too. Not much; just a little.

And I do have some expectation. You know I do.

I expect you to continue living every aspect of your life for our Lord Jesus. I expect every part of you — everything you say and do and think — to reflect his glory. Make decisions that will bring him praise. Interact with people in ways that will bless them in his name. Be kind and respectful, compassionate and caring, loyal and true. Maintain your good character and keep developing your integrity. Stay engaged with a Christian community of faith. Keep praying to our Father, keep following our Lord, keep living in his Spirit, keep growing in his Word.

I expect you to make good grades. Your first priority is your education, not your sorority or your coffee shop, not any parties or boys. Study regularly. Stay organized. Do your homework. Talk to your teachers. Not only is this costing us a lot of money, it’s fairly important to your long range plans for life.

WTDormI expect you to remain very much my daughter and a vital member of our family. Call us. Come see us. Keep us posted. Share your ups and downs with us, your victories and defeats. Keep your little sister in the loop. Stay in touch with your big sister. Remain in communication with your mother. And throw me a bone every now and then.

We’ve been preparing for this day for a long time. In a lot of ways, you’re on your own now. In the coming months and years, you’re going to become more independent, more responsible, more able to manage the complications of adult life. But you’re never — NEVER! — going to be alone. Your mom and I are always going to love you and support you. We promise. Without even knowing what forms that might require, we promise to always protect you and provide for you. We’re always going to help you. You know that, right? I want that to be very clear to you. We love you. You can always come to us with anything. And we’re always going to move heaven and earth to do what you need us to do.

I love you, Valerie. I’m so proud of you. And I can’t wait to see how this all turns out. I’m very excited about this.

When Monday morning comes and you’re heading out your dorm for that very first day of college classes, I hope you can hear my voice: “Work hard! Learn a lot! Be sweet!”

Love,

Dad

4 the Sake of the Kids

2015SchoolSuppliesThank you so much to our Central church family for your faithful participation in our third annual “4 Amarillo” school supplies drive. Due to your generous offerings, we have more than met our goals of 200 three-ring binders, 400 composition notebooks, 800 Ziploc bags, and 6,400 #2 pencils.

The whole congregation is joining the other three downtown churches tomorrow evening to sort and pack the combined school supplies for delivery to our four area elementary schools. We’re all meeting in the Great Hall at Polk Street United Methodist Church for what should be about a one-hour project. What a privilege to continue breaking down our denominational walls to better bless our community in the name and manner of Christ.

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CortnieDormCortnie has been safely delivered to her new dorm room on the campus of Midwestern State University in Wichita Falls. The boxes are unpacked, the pictures are hanging on the walls, and the kitchen dishes and utensils she’ll never use are perfectly stacked. The only thing she lacks is a little footstool to help her get in and out of her bed.

Yes, our home will be much quieter and a little less spontaneous without Cortnie around. It’ll take me a while to get used to not seeing that tiny little yellow car in front of our house. Of course, the Stanglin girls (all four of them!) are having a hard time with this. We had to drag Valerie into the truck last night — never has anybody NOT wanted to leave Wichita Falls like that. I’m much more worried about my family than Cortnie. She’s going to thrive. When we finally pulled away and left her last night, Cortnie was headed to a meet-and-greet barbecue dinner and ready to begin her college career as a proud Mustang.

Congratulations, Cortnie!

Peace,

Allan

Class of 2015

Dearest Valerie,

BacParentsWe’re beaming today, sweetie. We’re so proud of you. We’re proud of the ways you’ve absolutely blossomed here in Amarillo. We’re amazed by your deep friendships, the commitment to your church family and youth group, and the love you have for your little students at Oakdale Elementary. It’s been an exciting four years in the Amarillo High School choir and Bel-Canto, all the retreats and Treks and mission trips, the crazy goings-on of your crew, and your great success with AmeriCorps. We have so enjoyed every minute of watching you mature and flourish into a beautiful, confident, godly young lady.

Our God has placed kind and loving people in your path, Valerie. All those friends you have, all those teachers who love you so much, are a gift from our God. Susan Butler is a blessing from God. So are Matt and Sara. And Aleisha. Becky. Shirlene. Bill and Suzannah. Tanner. Derrell and Nola. They all love you very much. And they have each played important roles in shaping you into the Christ-like woman you are becoming. We clearly see our Lord’s sacrificial and servant heart reflected in your acts of compassion and concern for others. We see his joy in the hearty laughter you share with your friends. We see his peace when you handle teenage drama and issues with a more even keel. And we see his grace in the way you minister to those little kids.

Our “Little Middle” isn’t little anymore. Yeah, you still sing at the top of your lungs in the shower, regardless of what time it might be. You still wrinkle up your nose and refuse to eat almost anything other than grilled cheese or pizza. You still spend hours decorating your fingernails and toenails with bright colors and intricate designs. You still draw and color on anything that’s not nailed down. And you still melt and say, “Awww…” when you see a puppy. BacSisters

But there’s no denying that you are grown up and equipped and ready for everything that’s coming in your future. We are so proud of you and what our God is shaping in you. You are a beautiful, talented, funny, super-smart, wonderful daughter of God. He shines out of every facet of your complex personality and adorable little quirks. You reflect Jesus. And it’s beautiful. And I’m very proud of you. I’m very proud to be Valerie’s dad.

May our God bless you richly, daughter. May he strengthen you and empower you by his Holy Spirit to live the rest of your life the way you’ve lived these first few years. May he continue to work through you to spread his love and grace to others. May your life bring him eternal glory and praise. And may you walk with him always, Valerie, faithful to the end.

I love you.

Dad

Blessing Our Senior

SeniorSundayBlessingI still very much love the way Central does its Senior Sunday blessing of our congregation’s graduating high school seniors. The entire church family sings the seniors’ favorite songs during our worship assembly, our seniors and their parents lead us in worship and during the Lord’s Meal, and, yeah, the whole church presents each senior with a new Bible, complete with the autograph of each shepherd. But the coolest and, for the most part, unique-est thing we do is ask our Huddle leaders to formally bless each senior in front of the congregation.

Our Huddle leaders sign up for four year stints. Two couples, two families, commit to being Huddle leaders for a whole class of students as soon as that class enters 9th grade. And for all four years of their high school careers, these leaders spend a lot of time with these same students. In their homes on Wednesday nights, studying and worshiping together, talking over ice-cream floats at Sonic, texting encouragement throughout the week, wrestling together through the difficulties of living as disciples of Jesus. Bill and Suzannah Rexrode have been with Valerie for all four years. Suzannah has come to our house to do Valerie’s hair for every high school prom. And there she was on Senior Sunday, up on the stage with our daughter, blessing her in the name of our Lord.

SeniorSundayTableWith misty eyes and an emotional catch in her voice, Suzannah blessed Valerie by reminding her of her Holy Spirit gifts, by telling her how beautiful and talented she is, and then by charging her to walk faithfully with our God through the coming phases of her life and using those gifts and talents to bless others in his name. She told Valerie that she loved her and that the entire Central church family loved her. And they hugged. And laughed.

What’s not to like about that?

SeniorSundayPalsMatt and Sara Richardson formed the other half of Valerie’s Huddle leaders team four years ago. Valerie baby-sat their girls. Sara took Val to the movies and came by the house to check on her often, to bring her little treats, and to tell her she loved her. Matt and Sara recently moved to Denton, which we’ve not quite totally forgiven. But there they were in the worship center Sunday — all four of them. Sitting through the early morning rehearsal, getting emotional and choked up with the rest of us, eating lunch with us at Ruby Tequila’s, and reminding Valerie of how much she is loved by her God and her church family.

All of the research shows that more than half of our kids brought up in the Church leave the Christian faith at some point between their 19th and 29th birthdays. They just walk away. For a variety of complicated reasons, no doubt. But that same research affirms that almost all the kids who remain faithful to our God and his community of faith once they leave the nest have one thing in common. It’s not a rocking youth group or a contemporary worship service. It’s not a coffee bar in the foyer or a really dynamic preacher. It’s meaningful relationships with adults in the church. It’s having Christian adults they can look up to, they can talk with, they can share life with; adults who will spend time with them, who will love them and hold them accountable, and genuinely appreciate them during this formative time in their lives.

SeniorSundayBanquetFor all the mess that our Huddles are at Central — it’s complicated, complex, messy, difficult, stressful, all that — I’m reminded every year on Senior Sunday why we do it. These kids leave our congregation every year to go off to college and the next important phase of their lives knowing that they truly matter to the adults of our church. There’s no question. They are loved by the adults. They are blessed.

Kit and Amy Todd and Damon and Stephanie Herbert are Carley’s Huddle leaders. And I imagine in three years it’ll be Amy and Stephanie up there blessing our youngest daughter as she graduates high school and leaves for college. With four years of messy, loving, difficult, formative, critical, encouraging relationship between them.

And I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Peace,

Allan

Pick One

Tomorrow is Senior Sunday at Central. And I’m supposed to choose one baby picture of Valerie for the slide show. One?!? How do you pick just one?

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First Best Friends

Valerie and Jordan were born six weeks apart in the winter of 1997.  We were living in Marble Falls while Jordan’s parents, Billy and Shannon Whiteley, were living fourteen miles north of us in Burnet. But we were members together at the Marble Falls Church of Christ and really great friends. Even after we parted ways — we’ve moved seven times since then and they’ve moved twice — we’ve always stayed close. We’re the kind of friends who can only see each other two or three times a year, even less since we moved to Amarillo, and still just pick right up where we left off.

So, Jordan’s in town this weekend with the UIL Latin Competitions which are being held at Amarillo High School. She nailed her solo yesterday and is competing in the Latin quiz this afternoon. And we were so blessed to pick her up at noon today and spend a couple of hours with her at Blue Sky, introducing her to the cheeseburger that changes lives. How great to get caught up.

She and Valerie were each other’s first best friends. The picture on top is from 2002 when they were five-years-old and playing with Beanie Babies and singing Veggie Tales songs. The picture on the bottom is from today, thirteen years later, at Blue Sky. Jordan’s heading to the University of Arkansas at the end of this summer and Valerie’s enrolling at West Texas A&M. I don’t think we’ve seen Jordan or her parents in over four years. But today, we picked up right where we left off.

Thanks for letting us horn in on your weekend, Jordan. Thanks for clarifying the correct usage of “ratchet” and “salty.” And thanks for your sweet friendship with our daughter.

Peace,

Allan

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