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OH HAPPY DAY shirts {holiday edition}

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When we first printed these shirts this past summer, it was kind of selfishly motivated. I admit it. We wanted them for our family. We had heard the song about 10 billion times over the month that we hosted M.Y. and we just needed to remember every one of those times.

Turns out, ya’ll liked the design too and it’s become our most popular Sparrow Fund fundraiser to date. So, we’re offering them again in holiday colors because holidays have lots of happy days, and we think happy days need these shirts.

We’re in the midst of a crazy season of preparing for China trips. All proceeds from sales of these shirts will help with all that as they go towards funding our orphan care initiatives, specifically our first team trip to an orphanage in Guangzhou in January.

Details:

Shirts come in adult and youth sizes. The adult shirts are our favorite shirt ever— a super, super soft triblend. The youth sizes are a cotton/poly blend that is really comfy for even the most sensitive kiddos (we’d know). We are offering soft holly berry red, evergreen, snowflake blue, and silver bells grey. Youth sizes come in holly berry red, evergreen, and silver bells grey. {note how cute Evan looks in his silver bells grey shirt which I paid him $1 to model for me for the sake of this post.}

How to get some for yourself:

  • Complete the short form HERE with your name, mailing address, how many shirts you want in what sizes/colors, and all that good stuff.
  • Pay for them ($20 per shirt plus shipping) via sending money to mraudenbush@sparrow-fund.org through your PayPal account (FYI – it’s the account for The Sparrow Fund, not a personal account…promise) or by donating via clicking the donate button on this website.
  • Share, tweet, and text using hashtag #ohhappyday to help us spread the word about these super cute shirts for a Christmas concert, a birthday, an adoption day, Christmas Eve or any casual ole Friday. This one is optional, of course, but most appreciated.

 

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This is Grace

We know the word. We read it. We sing about it. Yet, we struggle to fully understand it. That’s because it doesn’t really make sense. By it’s very nature, it doesn’t make sense. Loving the lovely makes sense. Pursuing not simply a stranger but a rejector makes really no sense at all. Grace is senseless.

There are some days, I think I get it. I seem to be able to grasp grace enough to muster up some words to explain it. I tell my children about the God who desires relationship with us so much that while we were crossing our arms, stomping our feet, and saying “me, me, me” and “mine, mine, mine,” He not only stooped down and came to win and rescue us from ourselves; He bled and died for us so that we could be friends with Him and live close with Him forever and forever and ever.

There are others days, He puts me in a cleft of a rock and says loud and clear dear one, this is grace.

It doesn’t make sense. It’s inconvenient, uncomfortable, sometimes awkward, expensive, both somehow both energizing and exhausting. It’s the presence of beautiful music in the midst of loud noise that somehow transforms it. It’s peace in a place turned upside down. It’s a gentle invitation that is going to be met with fear or anxiety or rough acceptance. It’s wearing your heart on your sleeve knowing the risk that it might break a little.

It’s an imperfect illustration; after all, that’s what an illustration is, an opportunity for a glimpse that makes us sigh and better understand that which is the real thing. We aren’t rescuers. We get tired. We smile and complain. We make judgments that we don’t even see as judgments. And, then, we go home. But, we will go back. And, when we do, we’ll bring others with us, to come and see, to be senseless and leave what feels safe and put themselves in a place where their hearts may get broken. That’s what grace does. And, when we put ourselves in the position to be grace givers (albeit imperfect ones), He gently guides us to uncross our arms and experience His grace in a way that changes us from the inside out.

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