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Touch Hunger

I got this in my email Inbox today and thought it was really good. It’s from the The Homeschool Marketplace e-zine. Let me know what you think…

Touch Hunger by Ellyn Davis

Last week I read an article on “touch hunger,” and it prompted a lot of thoughts I’d like to share with you. Several years ago I was at a church prophetic conference in Redding, CA. The object of the conference was to teach us to be sensitive to the Holy Spirit and what God might be saying to someone through us. So there was session after session on hearing God and the many ways He speaks. It was a great conference and I learned a lot from all that was taught. But one incident there impacted me more than all of the teaching over the whole four day weekend.

It was a hug.

We all tended to sit in the same seats each session, and there was an elderly lady who often sat to my left across the aisle from me. She had some sort of palsy and her whole body shook all the time. On the third day of the conference, I walked over to introduce myself. Her name was Joyce Adrian and she was from somewhere in Washington state.

After we exchanged introductions, she reached out to hug me. When she wrapped her arms around me, I was overcome with the love of God and burst into tears.

I was a little embarrassed, so I joked, “Wow! That was some hug!”

She laughed and said, “My hugs often have that affect on people.”

Joyce went on to tell me that she had asked God for a way to demonstrate His love to others and decided she would try and hug everyone she met. And He began giving her hugs supernatural power to cause people to feel His love when she hugged them. She said that even tough bikers would break down in tears when she hugged them.

I was amazed, and I started asking her for a hug every time I saw her. Her hugs always produced the same effect—an overwhelming feeling of God’s love for me that brought me to tears and sometimes caused me to tremble.

When the conference was over, I went back to Tennessee, but I asked God for Joyce Adrian’s gift. It just seemed to me that knowing how to hear from God for others was really important, but what was even more important was that they were able to experience His love for them.

Most of the time when we hug someone it’s kind of a courtesy hug. You know what I mean—like a peck on the cheek is a courtesy kiss. It’s perfunctory and usually done in passing, our mind on whatever we’re hurrying off to do next. We tend to be awkward, stiff, stand-offish and insincere with hugs. And often the response we get if we extend the hug a little longer than usual is one of impatience, because the person at the other end of the hug either senses its perfunctory nature or suspects we might have an ulterior motive.

We especially do this with our children. We tend to be so preoccupied with “What’s next?” that we don’t spend the time to be fully present when we hug or hold them.But I decided that when I hugged or held someone I was going to be totally there and really concentrate on being a conduit of God’s love for them.

So I started hugging people and really “being there” during the hug, being fully present with no agenda except to focus fully on the person I was hugging.

The Power of a Hug

Shortly after the prophetic conference, I went to another conference where a woman named Heidi Baker was one of the speakers. Heidi and her husband have a ministry in Mozambique to the poorest of the poor—people who actually live in the garbage dump. They have experienced astonishing healings and miracles in their ministry and have even had people raised from the dead.

I was amazed as I watched her during the ministry time after she spoke. She took the time with each one to actually hold them in her arms. When she prayed for them, it wasn’t as much prayer as it was holding and rocking them. And miracles happened. I saw the power of taking time for the individual, and how it demonstrated the love of God to people. So I longed even more for Joyce Adrian’s gift.

I continued experimenting with what I call “extreme hugs”—hugs where I was totally there and loving the person. Nothing happened for awhile. Then one day a woman I barely knew came to talk to me about her failing marriage. I felt real compassion for her, so I hugged her. She immediately started crying, shaking, and fell to the ground overcome with the love of God.

That was the beginning. Not everyone I hug, hold, or touch affectionately has the same intensity of response, but many have told me they feel the love of God for them when I hug or hold them.

A few years later, I heard about Amma, born the daughter of a poor fisherman, but known throughout the world as “India’s hugging saint.” Her mission in life is to hug people. She has travelled all over the world and has hugged 22 million people in the last 33 years. People who receive her hugs often burst into tears and report feelings of bliss. Some have even been healed of diseases just from Amma’s simple hug. Why? I don’t know for sure, but I suspect it’s because Amma’s hugs are like Joyce Adrian’s and Heidi Baker’s—they are a total, complete embrace of the person. For some, it may be the first time in their whole lives that someone has shown focused affection toward them.

Then I saw a video about the Free Hugs Campaign. Started by one man, Juan Mann in Australia, who stood in a shopping center with a sign that read “Free Hugs,” it has now spread to dozens of countries. It seems that people are so desperate to be embraced that they will accept hugs from total strangers in public places.

Watch the video about the Free Hugs Campaign HERE. It is very touching (literally).

Touch Deprivation

Since I first met Joyce Adrian, I’ve become very aware of how “touch deprived” we all are. I read somewhere that the average adult has less than a minute of touch contact a day and most of that is shaking hands with someone.

Touch is such a basic human need that neither children nor adults can live without it. Children who live in abusive homes and who are deprived of touch have been known to wither and die.

The need for touch is real, and persists throughout our lives. In fact, I’ve recently read that escort services in larger cities are becoming aware of how deprived many modern men are of touch, particularly those who spend most of their time at computers, and they have begun targeting that segment of working men through internet ads. Men who have little human contact or touch in their everyday lives are willing to pay to get it in the form of escort and sex services.

And psychologists and social workers are beginning to believe much of adolescent sex is due to the hunger for touch.

Next week….Touch Hunger, part 2.

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Yesterday Benny and I celebrated our 14th Anniversary! We celebrated with dinner and a movie. That’s not too original, but it’s what we enjoy. We went to BJ’s Restaurant and Brewhouse and the food was so-so. The atmosphere was cool though. We probably won’t eat there again, but we’re glad we tried it. After dinner we went to see Spiderman 3. I don’t know if we’re just getting old (34 & 37 haha) and cranky or what, but we were slightly annoyed with the huge crowd. Thankfully I had bought our tickets online in the afternoon. The show was sold out. When we got to the theater we had to wait in a HUGE line to get to our particular theater. It was loud, crowded, and hot. I think we’ve been spoiled by going to matinee showings during the week when there aren’t very many people and the prices are a lot lower. 😉 That’s one of the benefits of being a homeschooling/ministry family that I enjoy. Anyway, I was with the man I love and as we talked and laughed I was very grateful we made it past those first few rocky years. Here we are celebrating 14 years of marriage and going strong. My friend Shay said with a grin, “Wow Niki, that’s a long time for him to put up with you!” No kidding! lol

We liked the movie. There were too many story lines crammed in, but we’re suckers for superheroes. Spiderman is not our favorite hero, but we enjoyed the movie anyway. It was too scary for little kids – which there were several there. I wanted to slap some parents upside their heads. I know not everyone shares my movie criteria, but come on people! Venom was way too scary! There were some good lessons to be learned from the movie. I liked the whole Spidey struggling with his darker side. I also like the message of forgiveness that played out between the Sandman and Spiderman. Friendship was the other great theme. I can forgive the overcrowding of plots. I would have written it a little differently, but then again, no one asked me. 😉 I’m sure there will be a Spiderman 4 – regardless of what the critics are saying about 3. My guess is we should be expecting another installment of Batman as well.

Speaking of movies, this is the summer of the sequels! Fantastic 4, Pirates of the Caribbean, Rush Hour 3, The Bourne Ultimatum, Harry Potter. Lots of choices. I’m looking forward to a few movies coming out on DVD this month: Music and Lyrics, Catch and Release, and Because I Said So to name a few. All chick flicks!

Worship was really good this morning and afterward my friend Kristi (Captivating Kristi) took all three of our kids for the afternoon. Benny and I had lunch together and now he’s home working on his motorcycle while I’m enjoying a little free wi-fi at Atlanta Bread Company. It’s a nice way to start my week. Especially after all that happened last week. We went to Colorado Springs to see some friends, played at the Focus on the Family visitor’s center, took pictures with Flat Stanley at the north entrance of the Air Force Academy, had a yard sale, and a long list of other activities. This week will be busy too, but we start our new schedule tomorrow so it should be a regularly paced and planned week compared to the chaotic breakneck speed we’ve been living with lately. I need structure and a plan. It’s who I am. It’s what I do. 😉

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My friend Paula is an excellent writer. (bottom left) She published an article this month in The Old Schoolhouse Magazine, a publication for homeschooling families. Her article is titled, Orange Sherbet Friendship, and she mentions me and the rest of our Captivating Women group in her article. I wish I could link you to it, but it’s not published on the web. It’s too bad, but I can show you the picture that accompanied the article. Nope, it’s not this nicely posed first picture…it’s the second one.
Kristi and I were leaning over the back of the bench and I suddenly realized I didn’t want to chance a cleavage shot so I stood up to adjust myself. I told them I didn’t want to “expose the girls” which made us all laugh. That’s when Paul snapped the picture. I was a bit horrified when she told me which picture the mag had chosen for the article. Do I hurt Abi’s husband Paul for taking it, Abi for mailing it to Paula, or Paula for submitting it (among others) to the magazine? 😉 Paula said, “No one will know what you’re doing Niki, and besides, it shows us having a good time and laughing with each other.” I told her the story was too funny NOT to tell and that I’d blog about it.

My first appearance in a national magazine and it’s a picture of me adjusting myself. Lovely. 😉

Oh well, If we can’t laugh at ourselves once in awhile we have no business laughing at others. Wait. That’s not right. I meant we need to be able to laugh at ourselves once in a while. 😉 It really is a stress reliever. I take myself way too seriously most of the time. These women help me lighten up. Paula’s article was about the seasons of friendships she’s enjoyed and the barren months of loneliness in between those seasons. Different seasons of our lives sometimes call forth different friendships as well. She talks about the ways she is blessed by her friends. She so often speaks to my heart, but she hit the spot when she said:

“God Himself models community for us by living in perfect harmony as Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. One of Jesus’ prayers for us in scripture is that we will be one as He and the Father are one. While this passage has to do with harmony among brethren, I also believe it addresses our need for intimacy with each other. The Lord knows we need meaningful relationships to help us along life’s journey. If you haven’t made friendships a priority in your life, take a moment to ask the Lord what He has for you in this area. Pray that He’ll show you how to be a good friend and open doors for the community He wants you to have. It may look different than you expect, but it will be just right for what God is doing in your life.”

The title of the article came from an experience Paula had a few months ago. When she was a little girl, her mother would take Paula to her grandparents house when she was sick so she could manage her work schedule. Her beloved grandpa would drive to town and bring her back a carton of orange sherbet to cheer her up. A few months ago Paula spent a few weeks in bed VERY sick. I brought her a pot of chicken soup, and Wendy brought her a carton of Orange Sherbet. Both were things that she had wanted but not asked for and somehow Wendy and I knew what to bring. God is so good like that; giving us a nudge in the direction we need to go. He used us to minister not only to Paula’s body as she was ill, but to her spirit. What an awesome reminder that He knows the intimate details of our lives and loves us deeply enough to provide for our needs, yes, but our wants as well. The article was great and I’m so proud anytime her writings are published.

Who are your Orange Sherbet Friends? Have you told them lately how much they mean to you or how God has used them to minister to your spirit? Now may be a good time to do that. 😉 Here are a few of mine:

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Last Saturday was the second most important day in the life of my oldest son. Second only to the day he was born. 😉 We met several of our friends at a church near our home and I had the privilege of joining my husband in baptizing Max. We entered the warm waters of the baptistry and before Benny could say anything, Max went under water to get his hair wet. I was stunned, then laughed as Benny raised his hands up in the air and said, “I guess we’re done here”. Our friend Stan said, “Hey! Is he double dipping?” It was comic relief that kept me from crying all
over the place. There we were surrounded by our friends and Benny’s parents as Max was finally able to do what he’s been begging to do for almost four years now. Over the past several weeks we had had several people make comments about him being too young and not understanding why we are baptized in the first place. None of those people were present of course. If you have wondered what the “proper age” is for a big step like this, and maybe doubt if he was ready, you just need to have a conversation with him. At seven years old he has a better understanding than I did at 11 when I was baptized. He’s been asking since he was three! I can tell you that there will be few moments in my life as a parent that will bring me more joy than being a part of my children choosing to give their lives to Jesus! It was such an emotional experience for me, but I held it together pretty well. Max was excited but ready to get on with it. Benny was and is a proud Popa!


After the baptism we all went to our house for a cookout. There were 34 of us and I was a bit nervous that we would be incredibly crowded, not to mention trying not to play the comparison game. Alot of our friends have big beautiful homes. As it turned out, there was plenty of room and plenty of food, accompanied by great fellowship. We were enveloped by people who love us, and my friends who hadn’t been to our home expressed how much they enjoyed being there. That had to be a blessing straight from God. (Thank You Lord! You are so good to me!) Benny and Pete (my FIL) grilled hot dogs and Beer Brats with all the fixings 😉 My friend Heather made a cake shaped like an open book and wrote in red frosting: The Book Of Life with Max’s name listed on the page. It was awesome. It was nice to introduce church friends to homeschooling friends to Captivating friends to neighbors. It felt a bit strange to have so many communities of our life come together to celebrate this day with us, but it was a wonderful afternoon! Thank you to everyone who sent words of love to my son!

Max and his buddies:
(Left to Right) Levi, Jack, Max, and Alexander

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The Band

Tuesdays are my favorite week night. For 2 hours (sometimes more) I hang out with people I love, doing something that I love to do…Sing. Every week we all gather at Billy and Lisa’s house to practice the songs we’re going to lead for worship on Sunday. Sometimes we just sound o.k. and other times we’re awesome. When the harmonies click and the instruments are in perfect balance, we just glide through the music. Not all Tuesdays are so relaxing, but I LOVE them anyway. We are quite a dramatic little group and bring some interesting dynamics to the table. But God takes us from the broken pieces that we are and forms this beautiful work of art…and we are one. Sounds like a cool family, doesn’t it?

Sometimes I still mourn all of the years I longed for this and went on hoping, wishing, and praying that I’d have a chance to do this. Then I almost didn’t audition because of fear. Wow! That would have been awful. I can’t imagine how different life would have been for me this past year. Not bad, but not as good.

At one point during our practice tonight I looked around at our group. Billy and Shay were both exhausted, but holding it together and still smiling. Russell was in his own world of strumming. Tony, as usual, was just going with the flow. Sophie kept us all in rhythm. I felt this swell of love for these people who sometimes really tick me off, and sometimes surprise me with their depth and compassion. There have been times we brought out the worst in each other. But usually we call out the best, challenging to be what God created us to be. The passion with which we play is a gift from the Lord and our praise back to Him.

Meet the band:

Billy is a husband, father of 3, worship leader, computer genius, good friend, and one amazing musician. When he plays, his guitar is an extension of him, not just an instrument to be manipulated. When he sings his voice is rich and filled with feeling and emotion. His musical knowledge and experience puts the rest of us to shame – even if he’s full of it half the time. 😉 He’s the leader of the group and the oldest…4 years older than me. (I had to say that Billy)

Then comes Tony. He’s the bass player and the guy who keeps things mellow. He’s like the wise older brother, both funny and clever. He’s a husband, father of 1 with 1 on the way, and a nurse by trade which makes sense because Tony is a compassionate guy. Tony adds the icing with his musical gift. Sure we could play without him, but we never want to. It’s just not the same without him. Tony is FUN!

Shay was the only female vocalist until I joined the group. She has welcomed me in and together we can harmonize the socks off you. She is single and looking, though she’ll kill me for writing that. She’s a professional 20 something with the sweetest voice and the biggest heart. Shay is passionate and has a heart for youth ministry which is a good thing since she is in charge of youth at The Journey. Shay is strong and courageous. She’s been battling cancer on and off since she was 19. Though she walks a tough road and is sometimes discouraged, she never gives up hope that she will overcome. Together we are the Red-headed force to be reckoned with, and partners in crime. 😉

Russell is a musician down to his core. He’s been writing and performing his own stuff along with Sophie. They are a band in themselves and trying to make it on the local circuit here in Denver. The boy has talent and potential! I love to listen to him pick and strum, and every time I see his GOD sticker on his guitar I smile…I gave it to him because he’s always saying he’s “Down with the G-O-D”. He’s single and looking as well…now I’m really going to be dead on Sunday. With all of my single friends, I could run a dating service…if I were any good at matchmaking…which I’m not. But I digress. I love Russell and I’m glad he’s part of the band.

Sophie and I joined the band about the same time. She is a lot of fun and she’s an amazing percussionist. She once explained that anyone can be a drummer because drummers bang on things. It takes more than that to be a percussionist. 😉 She is a student at CU and also single. Out of the whole band, I know the least about Sophie. I just know I really like her and I’m trying to be Jesus to her in an everyday sort of way. I’d like to make more of an effort to get to know her. Now that I’ve said that on the web, you’re my accountability.

So there you go…far from complete bios, but I wanted to give you a glimpse into our group. A strange and wonderful bunch. I am blessed to know them.

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