Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Hope

May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit. Romans 15:13 (NIV)
Hope! When all else fails, that is what keeps us going. This has not been the easiest year for me. As I look back over my journal entries, the long days and nights flood my memory and I am so thankful we made it. At times, I wondered. When life was dark, the light of His Word brightened my day. When loneliness threatened to overwhelm, my phone rang with a cheery hello from a friend. When answers seemed impossible to find, professionals stepped up with solutions. And when I needed a pick-me-up, a call to the grandgirlies delighted my heart. In the end, when my world began to shake, God provided a level path to walk on and His promised peace filled my heart. He is so good! I have many piles of stones by the side of the road as reminders of God's faithfulness to me this past year. As a result, let's go for it in 2009.

Monday, December 29, 2008

10,000 Steps

We can make our plans, but the Lord determines our steps. Proverbs 16:9 (NLT)
We enjoyed a "magical" Christmas at Walt Disney World last week. We loved sharing and watching as the grandgirlies experienced the thrill of the roller coaster rides, viewed the spectacular fireworks from a bench in Fantasyland and the top of the Contemporary Hotel, and rode on boat and bus shuttles to spend the day at one park after another. We joined the throngs to view several parades march down the middle of Main Street. The highlight for me was the Candlelight Procession in EPCOT. Steven Curtis Chapman, joined by massed choirs and orchestra, narrated that evening and we listened once again to the story of Jesus from Luke 2. The glorious music thrilled our hearts and we all left acknowledging the wonder of that miracle birth. However, did you know WDW is 400,000 acres? After the second day, I borrowed Mel's pedometer because I have a doctor who advocates walking 10,000 steps a day as a way to good health and was curious if I could do it. To my amazement, when I took the pedometer off that night, it showed that I had walked 12,388 steps. I figured I walked about 50 miles by the end of the week. I must add that as the week wore on, I slowed down and each step took a little more energy highlighting one of the many differences between Nanas and grandgirlies! Mel did an outstanding job of planning the week's activities—we just followed the leader. As I look back over this last year, plans filled my calendar each month…appointments, dates with Mark, trips, repair men, invitations…each one added with the time and any notes I needed. Yet, after all the planning, I scrapped many of those dates as God's plan for my life threw me several curve balls. Many months found me just hanging on to the hem of His garment. Yet, I know that during that time He ordered my steps for my good health. In the end, it became an unexpected blessing because it forced me to trust Him with all that I am and have. He gave me His strength, mercy, grace, and love each step of the way. It is about time to change to my new 2009 calendar. I don't normally make a big list of New Year's resolutions but this year I have a couple—one being to keep trying to walk 10,000 steps a day. But the other is to follow that plans of the Master. I missed the challenge and blessing of reading through the Bible this year so I have a new chronological version to use in '09. What better way to get my marching orders? Want to join me?

Thursday, December 18, 2008

So Exciting!

King of kings forever and ever
and lord of lords hallelujah hallelujah And he shall reign forever and ever. The Messiah, by George Friedrich Handel
Excitement fills our house and that of the grandgirlies in California. The bags are almost packed, the refrigerator is bare, and the mail is on hold. We all leave tomorrow for Disney World and anticipate a week of memories filled with fun, laughter, fatigue, and a fairyland of lights. The youngest grandgirlie was a baby the last time we visited so she sees all the festivities through the eyes of her two sisters. They know what is coming and can hardly wait. As we all get ready for the big trip, it reminds me of the meaning of Advent: "arrival" or "coming," particularly of something of great importance. We have been planning this trip for almost a year; getting plane reservations early so we could use frequent flyer miles, making dinner reservations for each night since we expect crowds, finding the best deal for park tickets. But Advent is not about anticipating Disney World, it is about waiting for the birth of the baby Jesus. Generation after generation looked for that promised King, little expecting that some shepherd boys would herald His birth. The long awaited miracle born that night changed the course of history. What have you done to prepare for His arrival this year? Have you asked Him into your heart and made him your King? Sometimes, we get so caught up in the "preparations" of baking, shopping, and entertaining that we forget that our hearts and minds need preparation, too. In the coming week, I encourage you to plan time to read the Christmas story with your family, visit a lonely person, or share a meal with a friend. Make time to spend alone with God and listen to Him speak to you. Remember...people are more important than things and they last longer, too. Yes, this season is full of joy and excitement. But when we fly home next week, the Christmas season will end as we put away the decorations, exchange the presents, and shop for sales. However, what is more important than keeping the love and joy that Christmas brings to your heart alive and available to share throughout the new year? Let Jesus, the King of Kings, make the difference. Maybe we should sing Joy to the World in July?

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Unstable?

And He will be the stability of your times, a wealth of salvation, wisdom and knowledge. The fear of the Lord is his treasure. Isaiah 33:6
A favorite writer of mine is Mary DeMuth. I have never met this talented woman but have learned much about writing and life reading her blogs. In her latest ezine, Inside reNEWal, she reflects on the past election,
"You know what I fear? I don't fear government as much I as fear man's ability to treasure the wrong things. I fear those who place financial gain (treasure) above humanity's needs. But if I strip all that away and lay that well-placed fear at the feet of Jesus, I know fearing God is where I need to rest. It's then that I will truly, truly know that God is my stability, the stability of our times, and the only true provider of salvation, wisdom and knowledge."
She nailed it. As the year 2008 winds down, the nation is ambivalent about the future. The market is up, the market is down. Christmas sales are good on Black Friday and then they are down. Job statistics are terrible and the automakers are failing. Talk about instability! If we expect the new President and Congress to solve all of our problems next year, we will be sorely disappointed...so back to our verse for today. Our only hope of stability is in the Almighty God. He is changeless, trustworthy, honest and reliable, all knowing, and not surprised by anything. I would much rather put my hand in the Hand of the one who controls the universe rather than those who manipulate our country…some to their own ends. Take heart. There is hope and our future is secure for those who call on the name of Jesus.

Monday, December 8, 2008

JOY

They will enter Zion with singing; everlasting joy will crown their heads. Gladness and joy will overtake them, and sorrow and sighing will flee away. Isaiah 35:10 (NIV)
As I was getting dressed this morning, I heard an interview on Good Morning America about how to tell children that Santa was not going to be bringing as many presents this year. In case you missed it, the economy is in a bit of decline. I liked the answer the guest gave because she noted that young children don't really care about the cost of the item, particularly if it is given with joy. Years ago, I learned an acronym for JOYJesus first, Others second, and Yourself last. Christmas is the perfect time to teach young ones about real joy. Children are naturally self-centered and one of the greatest challenges and responsibilities of parents is to teach them to think beyond their own needs and to share. You won't have to sit very long in a room of young children before you hear a mother remind her child "to share." Years ago, we wanted to teach our children to think beyond their desires and Christmas list, so we decided to adopt a family in need. We spent our time and treasure choosing special gifts for each one and it ended up being a great time for all of us. This year is the perfect time for families to reassess what is really important and what is with just fluff or tradition. Are all those presents under the tree really excess and greed? I heard the story of one family that only allows three gifts for each child with the thought that if it was good enough for Jesus, it was good enough for them. It is something to think about. In those quiet moments of reflection about this special time of year, let's not forget that the greatest gift ever given was from a Father to His children…the baby Jesus. Even though it cost Him everything, it didn’t matter because He loved us so much. Our bank balance may give us pause this season, but when we accept that gift of life through His Son, then we, too, will enter Zion with joy and singing.

Monday, December 1, 2008

Traditions

For unto us a Child is born, unto us a Son is given; and the government shall be upon His shoulder. And His name shall be called Wonderful, Counselor, The Mighty God, The Everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace. Isaiah 9:6 (21st Century King James Version)
The changeover began on Friday and the last vestiges of Thanksgiving gave way to my favorite seasonal decorations. I only unpacked a few boxes this year because we will spend Christmas with the grandgirlies and family at Disney World. But, I cannot imagine leaving the house bare of any Christmas whimsy for the month! A few of my favorite pieces placed strategically around the house, accented with red poinsettias on the tables, and scented candles throughout evoke memories of Christmas past and reassure me that Christmas IS coming. I found a Holiday Music XM channel and set the button on my car radio. This week, I will host a table set with my Spode Christmas ware at our church's Annual Advent Tea. Normally, I like new things but not at this time of year: I joyfully succumb to tradition. I looked up the definition of tradition to see if it would provide a clue to my routine behavior and it did…the transmission of customs or beliefs from generation to generation. So true! Just ask any of my grandgirlies to describe the yuletide traditions of our family and watch her little face light up as she jabbers away. There is security in tradition that gives a peace, happiness, and confidence in an often-unstable world. The terrorist attack this weekend in India proves the point. The ancient prophet's words comfort us with the wonder and knowledge of the birth of a Baby. Traditions are wonderful and timely, but Jesus, the Prince of Peace, is timeless. In this countdown to the 25th, find a few moments each day to spend time with this Child born in Bethlehem and He will give you peace.

Saturday, November 22, 2008

Memory Lane

Let them praise the Lord for his great love and for the wonderful things he has done for them. Let them offer sacrifices of thanksgiving and sing joyfully about his glorious acts. Psalm 107:21-22 (NLT)
It has been a crazy, busy week. I decided to have a Thanksgiving Supper for several of our friends and neighbors this weekend because I'm not hosting dinner on Thanksgiving Day. These folks carried the flashlight for us during a long and, at times, difficult journey this year. I asked each guest to come prepared to share a Thanksgiving memory. As I think about my past holidays, snapshots pop into my mind: a little girl waiting for dinner to be served at my grandparent's house with aunts, uncles, and cousins seated at various tables. I also see my kitchen, pots bubbling, the special smell of cooked turkey permeating the entire house, the table set with china, crystal and candles, and friends and family standing around and chatting in anticipation of the dinner. Then there was the phone call a couple of years ago from my mother who lived several hundred miles away. She didn't feel well and after checking on her several times during the day, I encouraged her to go to the hospital. The story ends with the diagnosis of a blood clot on her brain because of a fall on Thanksgiving morning while getting out of bed. Although she survived the surgery, she never left the hospital and slipped into the arms of Jesus a couple of weeks later. My life's photo album is probably not much different from yours. Some events are prints blown up to an 8 by 10 while others are stuck in the back of the album. Yet the Psalmist did not hesitate to give thanks and praise for the wonderful things the Lord had done for him. David's life story is filled with intrigue, heartache, and discouragement, yet God calls him a man after His own heart. I encourage you to read David's story beginning in 1 Samuel 16 and learn of his walk with God. At this special time of year, take some time and reminisce a little. Make a list of all the wonderful things God has done for you and give Him a big THANK YOU. Have a memory to share?

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Mission Accomplished

You can make many plans, but the Lord’s purpose will prevail. Proverbs 19:21 (NLT)
Our weekend plans changed when I opened the email and found we had a free ticket with Southwest. We had received an SOS from Mark's daughter, Sarah, who recently moved to Florida to work on her doctorate. She needed both "Dad-help" and a little design consultation in setting up her new apartment. We expected to unpack boxes, hang pictures, and find ways to store more stuff than room but instead we listened, encouraged, and waited. Having lived all her life in Tennessee, the enormity of the move and sudden change overwhelmed her. Lonely, unfamiliar with the area, and unsettled, Sarah began to have second thoughts about the whole adventure. Was this decision the right one for her? Confusion and fear replaced the peace she had felt in the beginning. Sarah is not my daughter, so all I could do was pray…and search the Internet for a good local church. Two looked promising but I decided to choose the one closer to her apartment. Clearly, God's purpose prevailed and was evident from the moment we entered the building on Sunday. It was friendly, great music, the sermon right on, and even a future seminar that met some of her immediate needs. As we sat there, I thanked God for His grace in this time of need. Sarah is still questioning but we left knowing that God has her in the palm of His hand and won't let go. I reflected on the weekend during the many hours on the trip home. One of the principles I recently learned from Priscilla Shirer in Discerning the Voice of God is "never make concrete plans without leaving room for God to do something different." I realized that I, too, had to let go of my plans for the weekend of having everything neatly in place. I am a "mission accomplished" kind of gal but, it occurred to me that my true mission was to leave my agenda at home so that God could do something different in all of our lives. Taking time to listen was much more important than unpacking boxes. Ready for a change of plans?

Friday, November 7, 2008

The Master Planner

He changes times and seasons; he sets up kings and deposes them. He gives wisdom to the wise and knowledge to the discerning. Daniel 2:21 (NIV)
No more TV ads for candidates. No more phone calls encouraging me to vote. No more flooded mailboxes with campaign flyers. No more unending conjectures by pundits. The nation voted and chose a new leader. Really? Although, 52% of the electorate voted for Barack Obama for president, God already knew the outcome and this new president is just one of the players in His great design. If you have occasion to look at the backside of a finished piece of needlework before it is framed or fabricated, notice the loose ends, myriad of knots, and threads looped haphazardly from one spot to another. There seems to be no rhyme or reason to the color selection and no discernible pattern. But, a flick of the wrist reveals a beautiful work of art with all of the nuances of color, intricate design, and expertise of the craftsman. Right now, all I can see are the knots and untied threads of this election. Yes, I am disappointed in the outcome but not dismayed because God knows the end from the beginning. Once again, I am reminded to look to Him for direction—not the government. I get stuck in the now but for God, every moment is now. He will never disappoint me. His picture is glorious.

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Listen

Call to Me, and I will answer you, and I will tell you great and mighty things, which you do not know. Jeremiah 33:3
In our current study of Discerning the Voice of God by Priscilla Shirer, the point comes through loud and clear that we can expect God to speak to us. The Bible records many stories of God speaking to various leaders, prophets, kings, and even a boy, Samuel. However, the thought that He speaks to me is hard to get my head around. The more I read of His promises to speak to me, lead me, and show me what He has in mind, the more encouraged I am to view each day with excitement and anticipation. Reading God's Word takes on a new dimension when a verse pops out and I know it is just for me. During the sermon today, the pastor read a particular verse and tears suddenly sprang to my eyes. If I had been reading it, the words would have appeared in big bold type but even in hearing it, it seared my heart with sudden clarity. He answered the prayer of my heart and I knew it was truth. So, my dear ones, take heart. Be expectant. Listen to the voice of the Holy Spirit as He speaks to your heart and soul. You are not alone. He will fight the battle for you. Listen! He speaks…today…to His children.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

A Story of Obedience

Then Peter called to him, “Lord, if it’s really you, tell me to come to you, walking on the water.” “Yes, come,” Jesus said. So Peter went over the side of the boat and walked on the water toward Jesus. Matthew 14:27-29 (NLT)
During our church retreat last week, we considered the message of the book by John Ortberg, If You Want to Walk On Water, You've Got to Get Out of the Boat. There are many water-walkers mentioned in the Bible; Abraham, Moses, and Joshua to name a few. But this book focuses on the Apostle Peter and his invitation from Jesus to meet him as He walked on a raging sea in the middle of a storm. Two things caught my attention in Peter's response, "If it is you, command me to come to you on the water." First, he wanted to make very sure that Jesus was the one issuing the invitation not a figment of his imagination. Second, he asked for direct leading or a command. This was not some foolish impulse on Peter's part or a story of risk-taking. It is a story of obedience. Peter got out of the boat and experienced the exhilaration of water-walking with his eyes focused on the Master's face. But what about the others in the boat? They didn't line up behind Peter but I think I know how they felt. There have been times in my life when I hid in the depths of the boat as my circumstances whirled out of control…afraid, cowering, and unwilling to move. I am sure all of them heard Jesus but only Peter chose to obey. One thing I have learned over the years is that I don't want to stay in the boat—I want to be a water-walker even when the sea is raging and pouring over the edge of the boat. I want the to see the face of my Lord and hear Him say, "Come, let's go for a walk." It may not be smooth but I look forward to a wild ride hanging on to His hand.
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena…who, at best, knows in the end the triumph of great achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly. So that his place will never be with those cold timid souls who know neither victory or defeat. Theodore Roosevelt

Thursday, October 9, 2008

Higher Ground

Even though the fig trees have no blossoms,

   and there are no grapes on the vines;

even though the olive crop fails,

   and the fields lie empty and barren;

even though the flocks die in the fields,

   and the cattle barns are empty,

yet I will rejoice in the Lord!

I will be joyful in the God of my salvation!

   The Sovereign Lord is my strength!

He makes me as surefooted as a deer,

   able to tread upon the heights.

Habakkuk 3:17-19 (NLT)

The prophet paints a very gloomy picture—sounds like he has been listening to my TV. The market is lower than it has been in years. A pivotal election is right around the corner. Some are still cleaning out and restoring their homes after a hit by a hurricane. It seems like nothing is easy. Why is life so difficult right now? The pummeling of bad news begins to wear and I wonder what is going to happen next. As much as I like to listen to talk radio and TV, today I want it off. However, God did not leave us in this pothole. Did you notice the second half of the passage? Even when the world collapses around me, God is there and gives me joy. He is the one that supports me and allows me to stand—even on shaky and unstable ground. He even equips me so that I can race surefooted between the boulders and rocks on the path as I head to the top of the mountain. I have a better perspective from higher ground where I can focus on the whole landscape rather than just my own small patch. Sometimes, God allows us to see what His plans are, other times, He asks us to trust Him. Today, the insecurity of our world demands that we turn to the One who made us and who knows our days from the beginning to the end for our security and comfort. He is bigger than all that threatens us. Go for the higher ground and take heart.

Sunday, September 28, 2008

A New Menu

But Daniel resolved not to defile himself with the royal food and wine, and he asked the chief official for permission not to defile himself this way. Daniel 1:8 (NLT)
I am looking forward to a new small group study of the book of Daniel this fall. As a little background, the key players are the King Nebuchadnezzar of Babylon, Daniel and his three friends, and the chief official of the court. After the destruction of Jerusalem, the King chose some of the young men of that region, including Daniel, to join in him in service in the king's court. I noticed two things in the first chapter; one, it is OK to speak up if you have a difference of opinion or someone challenges your values. It was natural for them to eat food that had come from the King's table. Yet, Daniel asked permission to skip the food and wine offered to him because it had been part of the worship of foreign gods. Given such a choice, some of us might resort to ranting and demanding our rights—creating an even bigger problem. However, Daniel's greater allegiance to the one true God, Jehovah, gave him the desire and courage to stand firm, ready to suffer the consequences for his beliefs. This brings me to my second observation—provide a viable alternative when confronted with a conflict. Daniel suggested another plan—a diet of only fruits, vegetables, and water and further suggested a ten-day trial followed by an evaluation. In the end, Daniel and his friends passed the test. God protected these young men and gave them knowledge and understanding so that they became valued members of his cabinet. Sometimes it seems like we have no alternatives. The boss participates in shady business practices in the accounting department. The writer cheats and steals someone else's thoughts and passes them off as his own. The teacher favors certain students and requires reports on questionable topics in order to pass a class. Unfair? Yes, but there are options. Think of Daniel—speak up and offer an alternative—the next time you run up against such a situation. What better way to glorify God?

Friday, September 26, 2008

Debate

But most of all, my brothers and sisters, never take an oath, by heaven or earth or anything else. Just say a simple yes or no, so that you will not sin and be condemned. James 5:12 (NLT)
Tonight Sen. John McCain and Sen. Barack Obama will face off in the first debate. The tension of the last few days continues to grind away at the endurance of the American people but it has insured that the electorate is now fully engaged in the process. The apostle, James, counseled the early believers about a variety of principles for living in a common society. Yet, he concluded that the key concepts of honesty and straightforwardness are imperative to right living and future success. The candidates will have an opportunity to express their ideas, opinions, and philosophy of governing to the posed questions. I pray that we will see and hear clear distinctions between these two men. The future of our nation and the legacy we leave for our children and grandchildren is at stake. Be assured that no problem, no election, no financial crisis, or no war is a surprise to our Heavenly Father. I am so relieved and thankful that God is sovereign and in control.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Pray the Vote

The king's heart is in the hand of the LORD; He directs it like a watercourse wherever He pleases. All a man's ways seem right to him, but the LORD weighs the heart. To do what is right and just is more acceptable to the LORD than sacrifice. --Proverbs 21:1-3 (NIV)
I signed up for Pray the Vote daily email and the last sentence in today's verse caught my attention. In a political season, we all think our cause is greater and, depending on our commitment, we may be ready to die on an issue. I read and commented on another blog today about this very idea. However, doing what is proper, moral, and honorable is more significant to God than giving up our personal goals or desires even when they are worthy. God looks at the heart and character of the person unimpressed by what he or she does. Rather, the inner quality of humility that expresses itself with integrity, dignity and strength is what He desires. The sacrifice is then part of God's plan and purpose. I respect the stated purpose by The Presidential Prayer Team: Prayer is the most significant way you can impact our country. When you bring the political process before God, things happen—by God’s initiative, and in your mind and heart. It’s a powerful and empowering process. We urge you to try it and see! Sign up and let's all be praying for the next 40 days.

Monday, September 15, 2008

Technical Difficulties

Your road led through the sea,
your pathway through the mighty waters—
a pathway no one knew was there!
Psalm 77:19 (NLT)

For several days, technical difficulties waylaid progress on my website. My computer guru husband has been ready to tear his hair out (it would be tough since it has pretty much headed out on its own.) However, through perseverance, he is slowly working out the kinks and glitches. There is a huge hiccup in the financial market today. Even though rumors multiplied over the weekend, it was still shocking to wake up and find a major institution in such serious trouble. Reports from every media outlet reported the uncertainly and fear of the public. Now, the instability leads to finger pointing or passing the buck which underscores the need to find a solution. The children of Israel must have wondered how they would cross the Red Sea as they fled from Egypt with their attackers in hot pursuit. It seemed hopeless and they complained all the way. Yet, David, the Psalmist, describes an unforeseen solution to their impossible problem—a pathway that no one knew was there. Uncertainty. Fear. Anxiety. Loss. I am sure they experienced the same emotions that we deal with every day. Mark found workarounds to unlock the problems in the computer. We must remember that our security does not come from our bank account or IRA but from the One who knows the hidden path out of the entanglements of our lives. There is no escape from the difficulties of life but with God, there is always a way out.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Stand Firm

My eyes have seen, and my ears have heard the doom and destruction of my terrible enemies. Good people will prosper like palm trees, and they will grow strong like the cedars of Lebanon. They will take root in your house, LORD God, and they will do well. They will be like trees that stay healthy and fruitful, even when they are old. And they will say about you, "The LORD always does right! God is our mighty rock. Psalm 92:11-15 (CEV)
Seven years ago, our nation was hit fast and hard. Many of us woke up to what looked like a bad movie on the TV only to realize it was real and not fiction. Today, we reflect on that day of infamy—mourning the lost, giving thanks for those first responders and those who cared for the injured, always wondering whether another attack is immanent. Life changed that day and our grandchildren will never know the world that we lived in—assumed security, open airports, and complete privacy. No, now we must sacrifice freedoms for safety. God was not surprised at those vicious attacks. Although our world shook that day, He was there to hold us up and shelter us during that horrible storm. We don't know what tomorrow brings but as Christians, we stand firm on God, our mighty rock, because of our faith in Christ. Regardless of the prevailing winds of change, the Psalmist reminds us that just as the deep roots of the palm and cedar kept them strong and upright, so will trusting in Jesus keep us healthy and fruitful, even when we are old. The true test of the strength of a tree and the depth of the roots occurs in the midst of a hurricane. Will it stand or will it fall? When the firestorm hit America, it revealed her strength. Without hesitation, we resolved to fight, to be vigilant, and to seek out the enemy for punishment. September 11th will always remind me of that day when the world stood still. Never, never, never forget.

Sunday, August 24, 2008

New Beginnings


If you carefully obey all the commands I am giving you today, and if you love the Lord your God and serve him with all your heart and soul, then he will send the rains in their proper seasons—the early and late rains—so you can bring in your harvests of grain, new wine, and olive oil. Deuteronomy 11:13-14 (NLT)

The last few days of summer always seem to be jam-packed with to-do lists mingled with an underlying current of nervous anticipation. Even as I listen to reports of uniforms, lunchboxes, and new teachers from to my two grandgirlies, there is still that urgency to get in one more day of swimming. Tori starts first grade and is a bit apprehensive. She loved kindergarten but anxiously approaches a full day of class and homework assignments each night. Kate, a seasoned student entering third grade, loves school and can hardly wait. Would you believe that my daughter had the same teacher as Kate will have when she was in the fifth grade? Where does the time go? New beginnings generate excitement for all of us. In the desert, October is the start of our season, after the return of the snowbirds. Even now, I am ready to begin something new. God promised us that the seasons of our life would be prosperous if we obey His commands. My girlies will soon learn the meaning of following directions and the consequences of not paying attention. The Master Teacher also gives me homework assignments and I want my report card to reflect obedience. As my girlies complete their homework each night, I know that I must read His Word and spend time in prayer so that I will hear His instructions. And when I do, He promises that He will send the rains so that for there will be a harvest of love symbolized in the grain, the new wine of truth, and olive oil of gladness. So, are you ready to head out the door? Lunchbox? Notebook? Bible?

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Phone Call


The Lord is close to all who call on him, yes, to all who call on him in truth. Psalm 145:18 (NLT) 

I stopped by to visit with a friend the other day and we began chatting about the mechanics of a devotional time. Some of us have been Christians for a long time and others are babies in Christ but all of us need and want that special time with the Lord. So why is it a struggle? The distractions vary but the result is the same – it doesn’t happen. We also noted that in times of stress or trouble, we make it a priority but when life is good, other things gobble up that time. Another obstacle is the various "shoulds" we put on ourselves, as it "should" be in the morning for an hour. I remember, as a young teen, trying to get up before school to read my Bible and finding myself yawning the entire time. Not one verse penetrated my foggy brain. It took many years and plenty of "do overs" before I realized that God just wants to see me, to spend time with me, to love me. He loves it any time I sit down to talk to Him. I encouraged my friend not to be so hard on herself and find a time that works for her. She sent me an email today, "Yesterday morning I got to thinking -- when you call someone to say hello, they don't care if the conversation is not an hour long -- they are just glad to hear your voice! Hope God feels that way too." Remember that last phone call from your grandchild? When I hear "Hello, Nana," I drop everything to talk to her and spend time listening to all she has to tell me. Our Heavenly Father responds the same way…He is right there when we call.

Friday, August 15, 2008

What to do?


In light of all this, here's what I want you to do. While I'm locked up here, a prisoner for the Master, I want you to get out there and walk—better yet, run!—on the road God called you to travel. I don't want any of you sitting around on your hands. I don't want anyone strolling off, down some path that goes nowhere. Ephesians 4:1-2 (The Message)


Sometimes it is such a struggle to discern what God wants me to do. This fall, our Bible Study will address this very issue. But in the meantime, Paul reminds me that sitting around is not an option. I must continue to walk—even if I don't feel like running—down the road of my life. There are moments when I believe that God has called me to speak. But, no speaking gigs are on the horizon. Other times, I know I need to write down the story whether for my own use or to comfort someone else. But, what do I do with it and how do I get it out? I am confident that the life experiences that each of us encounters are given for a reason…and most likely not just for us. I never would have imagined the need to know about divorce, or heart attacks, or depression. I know what it feels like to have life fall apart and feel so alone. But I also know that without the breaking of my heart and restoration that only Christ can give, I would not be the person I am today. His forgiveness covered the shame and embarrassment and gave me hope. I find that moments of joy and peace multiply when I listen to the still small voice of the Holy Spirit rather than wandering down the path to nowhere. So I guess I better get going, one step at a time, and do what I know to do today. God will take care of tomorrow.


Monday, August 11, 2008

Wishing

For I have learned how to be content with whatever I have. I know how to live on almost nothing or with everything. I have learned the secret of living in every situation, whether it is with a full stomach or empty, with plenty or little. For I can do everything through Christ, who gives me strength. Philippians 4:11b-14 (NLB)
 
My quiet, ordered house temporarily vanished last week as I found myself stepping gingerly around toys, books, crayons, stuffed horses, and special blankets scattered throughout. The annual visit with our grandgirlies was upon us and it was great fun. From horseback riding lessons to swimming to shopping, we tackled all with gusto. Even a ride on the golf cart was a new experience for my three girls. New restaurants, shopping malls, even a trip to get a haircut were adventures. But when you are six or eight, it feels like it is all ending too soon. Several times during the week, I heard a little voice say, "I wish we could do this again. Can we do it tomorrow?" Or "I wish I could do what my sister just did." I chuckled when my daughter asked them as only a mother can, "do you want a piece of pie or the whole pie?" They knew that meant that they should be happy with what they had rather than "wishing" for something they would not get. How many times do follow that same drill? Rather than being thankful for the lovely home, reliable car, good health, or great friends, we look across the street and envy our neighbor. We complain and whine making it difficult for anyone to meet our needs…even our Heavenly Father. I know there are times when He must just shake his head as I continue to ask for the same things over and over. The apostle Paul gave us good advice when he encouraged us to be content with whatever we have. However, I notice that even Paul had to learn contentment just as we work to teach our girls..and maybe ourselves. However, the good news is that it is mission possible. Christ is the answer and He is the one who gives us the strength to live each day without "wishing."

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Behind the Scenes


For the Kingdom of God is not just a lot of talk; it is living by God’s power. 1 Corinthians 4:20 (NLT)


Images of candidates crisscrossing this nation and the world filled the television screen last week. I am thankful to be an American citizen with all of its rights and privileges, but some thoughts in a recent sermon reminded me that I am also a citizen in the Kingdom of God. Dual citizenship occurred when I accepted Christ as my Lord and Savior. Jesus wanted his disciples to understand their earthly responsibilities to the Kingdom of heaven. Rather than writing up a book of rules, He told stories using simple everyday situations and items to make His point. He suggested that the best way to get results is to work behind the scenes, quietly making changes. His example in Matthew 13:33 illustrates the point; The kingdom of heaven is like yeast that a woman took and mixed into a large amount of flour until it worked all through the dough. As a baker, I know that though you can't see the yeast mixed in with everything else, the results of its addition are unmistakable. I want to make a difference as a Kingdom citizen but it is reassuring to know that I don't have to be the center of attention. My contribution may be minor and seem unremarkable but the miracle comes from God's multiplication factor. He is the one who makes the difference, I am just one of the ingredients. Today is Chicks Flick day with some of my neighbors. My prayer is that a word, a response, or even an action will be done for the Kingdom. Let me know how it goes in your little world.


Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Encouragers


My purpose in writing is to encourage you and assure you that what you are experiencing is truly part of God’s grace for you. Stand firm in this grace. 1 Peter 5:12b (NLT)


Liz Curtis Higgs writes in her devotional Rise and Shine, "As encouragers, we're called to exhort, beseech, comfort, console, strengthen, persuade, support, sustain, cheer, embolden, entreat, build up, appeal, urge, and invite." There are the "professional" encouragers, which include pastors, teachers, speakers, and writers that use the gifts God has given them to influence a larger audience. However, more often than not, it is one-on-one encouraging that we experience. As a mother, one of my goals is to be my kids' biggest cheerleader. I also want to be the kind of friend that takes phone calls with a sympathetic ear, willing to lend support or comfort. Or maybe, it is an enthusiastic shout of shared joy. Yet, the desire of my heart is to strengthen the weary band of wanderers on this journey to the Kingdom of Heaven. I know how easy it is to take one wrong step, stray from the path, and get lost. There was a time in my life where I needed a friend to challenge me, urge me to listen to the truth, and ultimately to invite me to follow the path God had set out for me. She never condemned me but always loved me. I know that her friendship and counsel made a everlasting difference in my life. That may be one reason why I am doing things I never thought I would do – speaking and writing. Think about your response to your family and friends and choose to be an encourager. The results are worth the effort.


Saturday, July 19, 2008

Be careful little mouth


For all the promises of God in Him are Yes, and in Him Amen, to the glory of God through us. Now He who establishes us with you in Christ and has anointed us is God, who also has sealed us and given us the Spirit in our hearts as a guarantee. 2 Corinthians 1:20-22 (NKJV)


There are many jokes about all the words women say in the course of a day. We can chatter on about nothing with a close friend, speak in shorthand with our daughters, or slip in that tidbit of good gossip over lunch. Yet, words last forever…they just hang there for all to hear and remember. In fact, once that story pops out of your mouth there is no taking it back. But more importantly, we want our word to be believed and not discredited or questioned. When we make promises or swear an oath our reputation and integrity are on the line. It reminds me of times in the past when I used to chair meetings. When I called for the vote, an exact tally of ayes and nays gave credibility to my leadership. If there was a miscount or worse, fraud, the whole organization became suspect. I know that a broken promise wounds like no other because it compromises a trust and it takes a long time to regain the previous level of intimacy. In this passage of scripture, there have been some problems in communication in the Corinthian church. Paul wants them to understand that they can count on him because his words are true…that when he says, "yes," that is what he means. We can know that our Father is always there for us, will never betray us, and He keeps our secrets. His "Amen" assures us that we never have to worry that He is going to change His mind or take back His promise…He is our guarantee. I encourage you to be careful with your words so that your "yes" means "yes" to the glory of God. It reminds me of the verse from an old children's song:


Oh, be careful little mouth, what you say

Oh, be careful little mouth, what you say

For the Father up above,


Is looking down in love,


So be careful little


mouth what you say.


Thursday, July 17, 2008

Deep, sunless valley


Yes, though I walk through the [deep, sunless] valley of the shadow of death, I will fear or dread no evil, for You are with me; Your rod [to protect] and Your staff [to guide], they comfort me. Psalm 23:4 (Amplified Bible)


Today is the private funeral for Tony Snow. I did not know him but I, too, will celebrate his life, grieving for this too-soon loss of a fine man. But, who am I to say it was too soon? God's timing may not coincide with our timetable but He knows the end of the story. Another inconceivable tragedy hit a remarkable family and blindsided them all, leaving them to pick up the pieces of their heart: the Steven Curtis Chapman family is also treading that lonely path of sorrow and loss. I started following the blog of Jim Houser, manager of the day-to-day life of Steven, after the death of their five-year-old daughter, Maria. As he reports, I see that God is the great Healer and each day brings a measure of normalcy to the family. Jim writes, "Steven felt it was important to acknowledge what the family has been going through over these past 8 weeks, and 'Yours' has taken on new meaning in recent weeks to many who work alongside Steven. Already a very special song, Steven's reflections since Maria's loss in the 4th verse only make the song even more challenging, compelling, and passionate. Concertgoers this past weekend had a chance to take in the new lyric, and on each of the 3 occasions rose to their feet in a standing ovation as Steven sang the closing line in the new verse.


Here's the new verse lyric...


I’ve walked the valley of death’s shadow

So deep and dark that I could barely breathe

I’ve had to let go of more than I could bear

And questioned everything that I believe

But still even here

in this great darkness

A comfort and hope come breaking through

As I can say in life or death

God we belong to you."


To the Snow family and the Chapman family, I pray that you will KNOW the God of hope and comfort as He protects and guides you through this dark valley. Amen.


Saturday, July 12, 2008

Ebullient


I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. 2 Timothy 4:7 (NIV)


ebullient \ih-BUL-yuhnt\, adjective: overflowing with fervor, enthusiasm, or excitement; high-spirited. This is my word to answer the question posed on Fox News to describe the late Tony Snow. I spent many years in the political arena but never had the pleasure to meet Tony. Watching the various programs, I notice the tears near the surface of each person as they share about the quality and integrity of their friend, Tony. I found that I needed to wipe my own eyes because I mourn, too, as one who has lost a good friend. I ache for his wife and children because the final leg of this inevitable journey is complete and I am sure they are heartbroken. However, we don't grieve as those who have no hope. No, we know that Tony is home with his Heavenly Father, with that great smile on his face, probably shaking hands all around, jammin' on his flute. Our loss is heaven's gain.


Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Hot and Tired


So he stayed for two days, long enough for many more to hear his message and believe. Then they said to the woman, "Now we believe, not just because of what you told us, but because we have heard him ourselves. Now we know that he is indeed the Savior of the world." John 4:40-42 (NLT)

The story of the woman at the well gripped our attention and imagination as our Bible study teacher shared her ideas of the events of that day. We only know a few sketchy details of this woman: married five times and even now just living with a man, alone at the well in the middle of the day, with a surprise request from a strange Jewish man. Something was not right because women usually went together early in the morning to draw the water, enjoying the camaraderie of being together. However, her reputation cast her out of that circle of friendship and fellowship, leaving her alone in the heat of the day to get the much-needed water. Startled, she responded abruptly when a weary Jesus sat down and asked for some water. She noticed that He didn't even have a bucket, but rather than demanding water from her, He offered her living water. She questioned Him, not understanding what He had in mind, and then imagine her surprise when He proceeded to recite the sordid details of her life. Right about now I would have turned away in shame but Jesus had met her at the point of her greatest need. She wanted life – a real life – without all the drama and trauma that she encountered at every turn. She probably had tried it all without success and was ready to give up but this Man said, "Anyone who drinks this water will soon become thirsty again, But those who drink the water I give will never be thirsty again. It becomes a fresh, bubbling spring within them, giving them eternal life." No wonder she flew down the dusty trail, forgetting her jar in her haste, to tell everyone in town of her new discovery. Her life changed in an instant as she grasped who this stranger was and what He was offering her. We may not be outcasts like this woman but life may disappoint and discourage us at every turn. We try unsuccessfully to handle it ourselves and may even want to give up. Jesus knows what is going on in our lives and His offer is available today – to anyone who asks. Notice that He didn't hurry on down the road but stayed two more days. The patient Jesus answered their questions and the revelation of the power of this Living Water changed this town. Thirsty? Ask the woman at the well – she has a great story to share.

Friday, July 4, 2008

Freedom

It is absolutely clear that God has called you to a free life. Just make sure that you don't use this freedom as an excuse to do whatever you want to do and destroy your freedom. Rather, use your freedom to serve one another in love; that's how freedom grows. Galatians 5:13 (The Message)

I woke up this morning to a clear sky, sunlight streaming through the windows after a torrential monsoon yesterday. We celebrate the 4th of July, much like we do Christmas, with special decorations, a patriotic shirt, a favorite meal, and friends around the table. Last night we had our friends who lost their home to the fire last week over for dinner. As we shared the news of the destroyed house and hopes for the new one, I thought about the changes life throws our way. We encounter rocks in the road that seemingly appear out of nowhere. Yet, as I listened to them share the story of the fire, I heard the surprise and joy in their voices at the out-pouring of love and concern from the neighborhood. People that they had never met called with offers of housing, dinners, and help. They have a wonderful attitude about the whole situation – truly showing grace under fire. Yes, freedom is serving each other…not because we have to but because we want to, showing the love of Christ through our actions. In an election year, we hear promises constantly tossed about by the candidates. I urge you to remember that you can only change one person – yourself. It is up to each of us to bring freedom to those around us by serving them with a heart of love. Enjoy today as we celebrate the birthday of this wonderful nation. God bless America!

Sunday, June 29, 2008

Patience ... again

Since God chose you to be the holy people he loves, you must clothe yourselves with tenderhearted mercy, kindness, humility, gentleness, and patience. Colossians 3:12 (NLT)

I hung up the phone with an unsettled feeling rolling around in my stomach. Things were not right and I knew that part of it was my fault…yet, not ALL my fault. This weekend we celebrate two years in the desert and as much as I love it here, it has not been an easy time. Still thinking about the conversation, I noticed that doctor's appointments dominate my old calendar. I was about ready to have my own private pity party but decided to call a friend to see if I was off base figuring a little perspective is what I really needed. She reminded me that one of the drawbacks of getting older is the lack of energy and more importantly, the recuperation time we now need. The last months have been particularly trying and she suggested that I should be a little easier on myself and get some rest. I know she is right but one thing I have little patience for is not being able to do what I have always done. Soon I felt the gentle nudge of the Holy Spirit reminding me that we had just finished studying about patience last spring in Bible study. Oh…right. Years ago my mother told me to be careful about praying for patience and it looks like I am still learning. I apologized for my actions and cleared the calendar. In a few days, I'll be rarin' to go.

Friday, June 27, 2008

Fire!


Anyone who builds on that foundation may use a variety of materials—gold, silver, jewels, wood, hay, or straw. But on the judgment day, fire will reveal what kind of work each builder has done. The fire will show if a person's work has any value. If the work survives, that builder will receive a reward. But if the work is burned up, the builder will suffer great loss. The builder will be saved, but like someone barely escaping through a wall of flames. 1 Corinthians 3:12-15 (NLT)

With a phone call, my cozy, comfortable afternoon was shattered. "Do you see the fire up the street?" "No," I replied as my book fell to the floor. We have huge thunderstorms during the summer and I often watch with fascination as lightning streaks across the sky—something new for this California girl. However, a huge crack of thunder and lightning an hour earlier had startled me. It sounded like it was right outside my door. At the same time, I noticed the TV immediately turned to snow. Minutes later I heard fire trucks race up the street but still I did not think fire since we have had fire trucks at our house on two occasions for medical emergencies. Startled, I ran outside to discover flames roaring out of the roof of our friend's home, a few doors up the street. That boom of lightning had struck their attic and fire engulfed the house. Fire trucks and emergency vehicles littered the street as we watched the streams of water pour out to extinguish the flames. The worst sound was chain saws cutting the garage doors, checking for a car. The neighborhood grapevine crackled with disbelief. At first, we all stood around with no answers because the owners of the house had left that day on a trip to Europe. But, one neighbor had their itinerary and caught them before they flew out. I can only imagine the shock and disbelief they must have felt when they learned that fire had destroyed their home. I spoke with my friend this morning, their trip postponed, and she is so thankful that they are safe and realizes how devastating it could have been. Sure, we enjoy our homes but in the end, stuff is replaceable…life is not. As I commiserated with one neighbor while watching the firemen, we agreed that the "things" of life are nothing compared to our relationships and the people we love. God reminds us to place our treasure in gold, silver, and precious stones so that when we encounter the fires of life, it will purify rather than destroy and only make them more valuable. This tragedy has forged our neighborhood together in a way that day-to-day life never could. Beauty will rise up from ashes.

Thursday, June 26, 2008

Traveling Mercies

You see me when I travel and when I rest at home. You know everything I do. You know what I am going to say even before I say it, Lord. You go before me and follow me. You place your hand of blessing on my head. Psalm 139:3-5 (NLT)

I love visiting family but traveling from one side of the country to the other in two weeks drains my energy and strength. Whoever said that traveling is easy and fun must be pre-9/11. Airports have become a cattle call – lining us up and herding us through. No food, no drink, crying babies, and delayed departures are the norm. Driving is not much better but at least I have control over my schedule rather than the airlines. However, fuel costs, excessive heat, and busy highways contributed its own set of hassles. David, the psalmist, must have done a lot of traveling, too. His irritations were different from mine but that did not keep him from recognizing the hand of God in his life. Whether headed to battle or to his home, David acknowledged the watchful eye of God over him. Looking back in the rear-view mirror of my life, I can see God's intervention in the interruptions, delays, high costs, or irritable people that crossed my path. He put His hedge of protection around me when I drove 15 hours to the Bay Area and two hours to Memphis in the middle of the night. Upon reflection now that we are home, we had a great time visiting the grandgirlies and meeting a new set of Mark's relatives at the reunion. Yes, His blessing overflows with love for these we call ours.

6/26/08

Friday, June 20, 2008

Exclamation Point

He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,

he restores my soul.
He guides me in paths of righteousness
for his name's sake.
Psalm 23:2-3 (NIV)


I like to listen to talk radio while driving but I clicked the radio off after a few minutes of a particular host who was subbing for one of my favorites. He was too "in your face" and a bit exhausting to listen to. I thought, "I need a comma rather than an exclamation point today." The phrase, "exclamation point" comes straight from Beth Moore who describes herself as one. I love Beth and it is a very apropos description of her. And, sometimes, that is just what I need, a cheerleader, or more likely, someone to give me a kick-start to get going. But today, I am tired. Headed to a family reunion this weekend, we took the night flight, which included a two-hour drive to Memphis, and my head finally hit the pillow at 3 AM. I was in no mood for a lecture; I needed a calm, quiet, soothing, "comma" kind of person on the radio. The off button served its purpose. I am so thankful that God gives us the Holy Spirit who knows exactly what we need. There are days when I draw on the fruit of the Spirit and then He gives me opportunities to show His power to those I meet. Yet, there are moments when I don't even know what to pray. Disappointment or sorrow may overwhelm. Frustration and anger interrupt my journey and send me on a detour. But the calm in His voice leads me to still waters and allows restoration of my soul and spirit. A little rest is just what I need. Then…watch out!

Thursday, June 12, 2008

Graduation Day


"The master was full of praise. 'Well done, my good and faithful servant. You have been faithful in handling this small amount, so now I will give you many more responsibilities. Let's celebrate together! Matthew 25:21 (NLT)

As we lay side by side in the bottom bunk last night, I talked with Tori, my six-year-old granddaughter, about the upcoming celebration of her graduation from kindergarten. We had driven 15 hours to be with her for this special day. As we chatted, I mentioned to her that this was the first of many graduations to come; eighth grade, then high school, followed by college. I got a big grin but I knew that she really had no idea what I was talking about. At age six, it looks like a very long road ahead. But at age 61, it seems to have just flown by. The years pass quickly and these milestones keep us moving forward. Sometimes, we have a goal but other times it is just the thing we do. Then, armed and ready we tackle life and walk the path put in front of us. It may be smooth or it may take some detours. At the end, I always think of my pastor-friend, John, who reminds us when we hear of the passing of a loved one, they have graduated to their heavenly home—the ultimate graduation that we all strive for. I asked my quiet, shy, middle child Tori if she would mind if we clapped for her when they handed her the diploma. Peeking from under her long eyelashes, she grinned again and shook her head. Today we did just that. Tears blurred my vision as I watched her walk across the room and reach up to shake hands with the principal. Such promise resides in that little girl. Well done, Sweet T.

Thursday, June 5, 2008

In Word or Deed

And whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him. Colossians 3:17 (NIV)

Although my calendar shows no earth-shattering schedule, this past week just flew by. Yesterday my dad arrived for a week's visit – the same day I spoke to our Women's Bible Study. Neither of those events should have flustered me but when thrown together, I felt hurried all week. That unsettled feeling left me vulnerable to some doubts and fears whispered by the enemy. "You are not ready, " I knew in my heart that I was prepared to give the message that God had given to me. Yet, Satan wanted to keep me off balance and temporarily succeeded when I got the phone call that the twenty ladies I expected to be there were probably going to be more like forty. Abruptly, my hands grew cold and sweaty, my heart skipped a beat, and I started to rethink my talk. It suddenly became all about me. But, after a quick SOS call to a friend for extra prayers and taking some time to bow my will to the will of my Father's, I felt His peace fill my heart and mind. I am happy to report a demolished enemy as 46 excited ladies arrived to study God's Word and hear His message. Today, I rejoiced when I heard that one of those ladies had taken the truth and put it into practice in a difficult situation with a friend. That is what it is all about…thank you, Lord.

Friday, May 30, 2008

All That I Need

By his divine power, God has given us everything we need for living a godly life. We have received all of this by coming to know him, the one who called us to himself by means of his marvelous glory and excellence. 2 Peter 1:3 (NLT)

Some things tend to push me over the edge. Rudeness and unprofessional behavior are two and this week I experienced both. Change is never easy and this proved true once again. In an effort to be on top of things, I decided to make some financial changes. I expected some resistance and was not disappointed. As I prayed for wisdom, I asked God to specifically speak to me because I dreaded the necessary conversation with my financial advisor. Turning to the daily reading in my devotional, Closer Walk New Testament, I found this prayer at the end of the scripture; "Father, sometimes I too can see ahead situations I would rather avoid, circumstances I would rather run from, and people I simply don't want to deal with. I praise you that just as you gave Jesus the strength and courage he needed, you will do as much for me. I praise you for the promise that your divine power has given us everything we need for life and godliness. I know that includes the courage I need. Truly your grace is sufficient for all that I face." As the day progressed, He gave me the grace to speak with clarity and the ability to be resolute in my decisions. I know that God observes all that we say and do but it was nice to receive an email of confirmation later in the day from an interested party to the whole matter. It was a good reminder that nothing we say or do goes unnoticed. Thank you, Lord, for giving me all that I need.

Thursday, May 29, 2008

Rocky Path

God does all these things to a man— twice, even three times- to turn back his soul from the pit, that the light of life may shine on him. Job 33:29-30 (NIV)

Today is Spa Day. My sweet husband gave me a birthday gift certificate for "the works" and I am really looking forward to it. It has been a long month…in fact, several long months. You may have noticed in past blogs that life around here presented challenges. For many weeks, early in the year, I took the blame for not being the wife he needed. We even had a series of counseling sessions with our pastor to try to smooth out the rough edges. Only married for four years, we discovered the past sneaking up and influencing some of our responses to each other. I wanted to work to change mine and received some great help by reading Love & Respect. However, the lows that Mark hit appeared more often and went deeper no matter what either of us did. Over the months, I prayed for joy for him because I could see contentment with life slipping away from his countenance and personality. I had no idea that what I was observing was depression. I just knew that at times, the Mark that I loved had disappeared and was very hard to find. He was just as frustrated and couldn't do anything to stop it or pull himself out of it. We had no idea of what we were dealing with, so we struggled through those days. I walked on eggshells so as not to aggravate him. He kept to himself. But God did not leave me and spoke to me through His word, especially the Bible study, Living Beyond Yourself. I don't know why I was surprised but each week as we studied a different fruit of the Spirit, I found the encouragement that I needed…love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faith, gentleness, self-control. It was just what the Doctor ordered for a troubled heart. Now, I notice that the subject of depression is everywhere I turn – from an article in Ladies' Home Journal to a PBS special last night. My prayer is that we can share together what we learn as we struggle along this rocky path. There is light…and hope.

Saturday, May 24, 2008

The Pit


Answer me quickly, O LORD; my spirit fails. Do not hide your face from me or I will be like those who go down to the pit. Psalm 143:7 (NIV)

Depression. I don't know much about it but I live with someone who does. Since meeting Mark on the Internet five years ago, change and loss has punctuated his life. Some of it has been good – like our marriage – and some not. Sitting by his hospital bedside eight times during our marriage was not what either of us expected. In addition, loss of his music career, longtime friends, and family plus moving twice finally took its toll on him. The last few months clobbered us with unfamiliar feelings and emotions to the point that we finally turned to professional help. My mild- mannered, easygoing, funny guy became sullen, reclusive, and angry. He did not want to do anything and had lost all hope. He knew God was there but he couldn't hear or feel His presence. When it hits, I can see the change in his eyes as they become flat, expressionless. He closes in and wants no contact from anyone. He is in the pit. By the time we realized that this was not going to go away, we agreed it was time to see the doctor. It was immediately apparent that Mark needed some help and he prescribed an anti-depressant plus a recommendation to see a colleague who specializes in behavioral medicine. HOPE. I know Mark did not have much but I left that appointment with just the tiniest spark of hope that help had arrived. It took a few days but the medicine began to elevate his spirits and we believed that all was now well. However, we still ride a roller coaster of emotions, as anyone who has been depressed understands. Correcting the balance of the three brain chemicals that cause the depression requires different medications. Finding the right combination has proved to be a big challenge. Some days, Mark is back – the one that I know is in there—funny, affectionate, chatty. But, the other Mark still lurks in the background as we continue to fight him with drugs and therapy. Two things we know for sure: this does not surprise God and He has both of us in the palm of His hand. And, the hope we have in doctors, pills, and therapy is nothing compared to the faith we have in Him. This is a new journey that we take one step at a time. Even though the pit threatens to overwhelm, the single ray of light through the clouds leads us forward.

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

I Love Birthdays

In his kindness God called you to share in his eternal glory by means of Christ Jesus. So after you have suffered a little while, he will restore, support, and strengthen you, and he will place you on a firm foundation.1 Peter 5:10 (New Living Translation)

I love birthdays…especially mine. We decided to have a few of our neighbors over to celebrate my day. The last few months have not been the easiest so a party sounded like fun. So many of my friends have supported me with love and prayers and I wanted to honor them as we marked this past year. The house sparkled, the fountains sent a welcoming sound in the courtyard and back yard, and the kitchen was set with my favorite dishes to share. But, the problems of the past months reared their ugly head once again. It was the last thing I wanted on my day. I silently fumed and had my own private pity party. Yet, I knew that an uncontrollable force was a work and I could do nothing to change it. I could only change me. I found a quiet place and poured out my frustrations to my Heavenly Father and He gave me back my joy. The party was a success and everyone had a wonderful time. I love birthdays!

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Make My Day


I was having a bad day last week…a really bad day. As I drove down the road, I whined to God about all that was going on. A verse learned long ago began to echo in my mind: This is the day which the LORD hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it. Psalm 118:24 (KJV) I must rejoice today? That was the last thing I wanted to do as the list of complaints began to roll. But I realized He didn't give me this command for just those days when I am happy and all is going well in my world. He wants me to rejoice no matter what my circumstances are because He is the one in control. He made the day and it is my responsibility to trust him for the outcome. I know that when I release my worries and turn to him, His promise is good. "Ok, Lord," I said as the tears began to flow, "I will rejoice." Good, bad, or indifferent, my day was His and He had my back. What a way to make my day!

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Powerful Speech

Moses said to the LORD, "O Lord, I have never been eloquent, neither in the past nor since you have spoken to your servant. I am slow of speech and tongue." Exodus 4:9 (NIV)

I spent the day pondering the disciple, Stephen's, final impassioned speech at his trial before the high priests in Acts 7. He highlights God's intervention in the lives of the children of Israel, beginning with Abraham following it through the life of Moses. However, verse 22 stopped me in my tracks: Moses was educated in all the wisdom of the Egyptians and was powerful in speech and action. Acts 7:22 (NIV) What? Powerful in speech? I thought Moses was a lousy speaker and needed Aaron, his brother, to help him. As I thought about his story, I remembered that Moses had been trained in an Egyptian household, probably catered to by the Princess who adopted him as a baby and he may have grown up thinking he had it all together. Then tragedy struck when he killed a man in what he thought was an act of compassion for his fellow Israelites. Only they did not see it that way forcing him to flee to the distant land of Midian for forty years. I imagine that he spent time questioning his abilities wondering what God had in mind for his life. Yet, God did not forget Moses but used that time to teach and stretch him for the biggest challenge yet to come. When God pulled him back into the story, he was a humbled man and knew that if he was going to say or do anything of influence, it must come from God, alone. However, do we ever have it all together? No, he still complained and looked for a way out but God was not about to let him off the hook: Then the Lord asked Moses, "Who makes a person's mouth? Who decides whether people speak or do not speak, hear or do not hear, see or do not see? Is it not I, the Lord? Now go! I will be with you as you speak, and I will instruct you in what to say." Exodus 4:11-12(NLT) Now that is powerful speech! We don't have to be perfect...just available.

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Special Gift

Friends love through all kinds of weather, and families stick together in all kinds of trouble. Proverbs 17:17 (The Message)

I love it when friends come to visit. We said goodbye yesterday after four days of great fun with some good friends from California. When you share your home, meals, and everyday life with others, a bond develops from those shared experiences that lasts a lifetime. I know that I can call when times are good or times are hard. They love me even when my hair is a mess, no make-up, and dressed in sweats or all dressed up in my finest. Friendship is a true blessing from God that shows us in living color the kind of relationship we can have with Him. He is always available—in good times or bad. He loves to listen to us talk with Him and wants us to listen in return. He doesn't care whether we have it all together or are a mess. He likes nothing better than a good meal served up for us from His Word. And, the best part is He will never leave us or forget about us. He just loves us. I encourage you to thank God for those folks that you call "friends." They are a special gift from your Heavenly Father.

Saturday, May 3, 2008

Walking the Dog

He has showed you, O man, what is good. And what does the LORD require of you? To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God. Micah 6:8 (NIV)

Don't you just love a lazy Saturday? I started the day with an early morning walk with a friend and her dog. Since I am not a dog person, I was amused as I watched this little dog sniff and chase anything that moved. She was ready to take off into the wilds until she reached the end of the leash, which jerked her back into line beside us. My friend explained to me all the potential dangers lurking for her dog to get into and the necessity of watching her closely to save her from her own curiosity. Sound familiar? We are all curious and it starts early as I watch my grandgirlies check out their world. God has given us minds with the capability to question, learn, and reason. We have memory so that consequences have meaning. And, finally, we have free will to choose what we seek out and how we respond to it. Sometimes we make good decisions and other times, we head off in the wrong direction. However, as Christians we receive the gift of the Holy Spirit who helps us make those decisions. It would be so much easier if He would jerk me back into line before I take off on my own way but He is gentle and speaks in a still, small voice to my heart. Part of maturity as a believer is learning to be quiet and listen for His leading. Try an early morning walk through the scripture being open to heavenly direction. It is a perfect way to start the day. Today I got both kinds of exercise…then I made waffles!

Wednesday, April 30, 2008

All That I Need

By his divine power, God has given us everything we need for living a godly life. We have received all of this by coming to know him, the one who called us to himself by means of his marvelous glory and excellence. 2 Peter 1:3 (NLT)

Some things tend to push me over the edge. Rudeness and unprofessional behavior are two and this week I experienced both. Change is never easy and this proved true once again. In an effort to be on top of things, I decided to make some financial changes. I expected some resistance and was not disappointed. As I prayed for wisdom, I asked God to specifically speak to me because I dreaded the necessary conversation with my financial advisor. Turning to the daily reading in my devotional, Closer Walk New Testament, I found this prayer at the end of the scripture; "Father, sometimes I too can see ahead situations I would rather avoid, circumstances I would rather run from, and people I simply don't want to deal with. I praise you that just as you gave Jesus the strength and courage he needed, you will do as much for me. I praise you for the promise that your divine power has given us everything we need for life and godliness. I know that includes the courage I need. Truly your grace is sufficient for all that I face." As the day progressed, He gave me the grace to speak with clarity and the ability to be resolute in my decisions. I know that God observes all that we say and do but it was nice to receive an email of confirmation later in the day from an interested party to the whole matter. It was a good reminder that nothing we say or do goes unnoticed. Thank you, Lord, for giving me all that I need.

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

The Gardener

Remain in me, and I will remain in you. No branch can bear fruit by itself; it must remain in the vine. Neither can you bear fruit unless you remain in me. John 15:4 (NIV)

I am not much of a gardener. In fact, for years I have paid people to be the keepers of all the green stuff that surrounded my house. But, in Arizona, small rocks of various shades of brown surround me—by design! In fact, we cannot even have grass. The landscaper added a few shrubs and trees but that is not my area to manage and I still have to call a couple of times a year for someone to do general maintenance. So to soothe my need for color and green, I have some pots, which I change out seasonally. In addition, I am a great weed killer. I know that Mark secretly chuckles when he sees me roaming the yard with my spray bottle of Roundup. However, it gives me great satisfaction to watch my pots bloom and flourish and survey my weed-free domain. I know from the little gardening that I do that if I want more flowers instead of just dead stems, I have to do some pruning. The drip system must also be working properly and the weeds kept under control. Jesus, the ultimate gardener, tells his disciples in John 15 about the importance of the branch remaining attached to the vine. Without that connection, the branch is useless. He was using an everyday situation to explain a heavenly thought. We are those branches that must stay connected to Him, our vine, if we want to bear any fruit. Last week when I spoke to the MOPS group, I was tired both physically and emotionally and felt like I really had nothing to give to those girls. I knew that I needed that connection to my source of life if there was going to be any fruit. I found an out-of-the-way room and prayed asking God to give me His supernatural strength and His words. And, He did! Many girls spoke with me afterwards of the hope that they had received. Thank you, Lord, for the life-giving power that comes from remaining in You.

The Gardener

Remain in me, and I will remain in you. No branch can bear fruit by itself; it must remain in the vine. Neither can you bear fruit unless you remain in me. John 15:4 (NIV)

I am not much of a gardener. In fact, for years I have paid people to be the keepers of all the green stuff that surrounded my house. But, in Arizona, small rocks of various shades of brown surround me—by design! In fact, we cannot even have grass. The landscaper added a few shrubs and trees but that is not my area to manage and I still have to call a couple of times a year for someone to do general maintenance. So to soothe my need for color and green, I have some pots, which I change out seasonally. In addition, I am a great weed killer. I know that Mark secretly chuckles when he sees me roaming the yard with my spray bottle of Roundup. However, it gives me great satisfaction to watch my pots bloom and flourish and survey my weed-free domain. I know from the little gardening that I do that if I want more flowers instead of just dead stems; I have to do some pruning. The drip system must also be working properly and the weeds kept under control. Jesus, the ultimate gardener, tells his disciples in John 15 about the importance of the branch remaining attached to the vine. Without that connection, the branch is useless. He was using an everyday situation to explain a heavenly thought. We are those branches that must stay connected to Him, our vine, if we want to bear any fruit. Last week when I spoke to the MOPS group, I was tired both physically and emotionally and felt like I really had nothing to give to those girls. I knew that I needed that connection to my source of life if there was going to be any fruit. I found an out-of-the-way room and prayed asking God to give me His supernatural strength and His words. And, He did! Many girls spoke with me afterwards of the hope that they had received. Thank you, Lord, for the life-giving power that comes from remaining in You.

Saturday, April 19, 2008

You did it!


Every time you cross my mind, I break out in exclamations of thanks to God. Each exclamation is a trigger to prayer. I find myself praying for you with a glad heart. I am so pleased that you have continued on in this with us, believing and proclaiming God's Message, from the day you heard it right up to the present. There has never been the slightest doubt in my mind that the God who started this great work in you would keep at it and bring it to a flourishing finish on the very day Christ Jesus appears. Philippians 1:3-6 (The Message)

You might have thought that I dropped off the face of the earth if you read this blog on a regular basis. Nope. We had friends visit us for several days early in the month and then we jumped into preparations for a trip to California for a week, returning a couple of days ago. My middle granddaughter, Tori, celebrated her sixth birthday and Nana and Papa arrived just in time for the big party. I listened to their chatter and learned all about someone named Hannah Montana and another one called Miley Cyrus (shows my age group!) The girls danced all around the living room to her music and Papa gave Allie, the three-year-old, a twirl around the floor which both thoroughly enjoyed. We observed that our eight year old, Kate, has become quite the horsewoman after watching her lesson. And, it was with great delight that we watched our son-in-law experience his first week of work at his new job. Thank you, Lord! One of the reasons for this trip included a speaking gig to my old MOPS group. I love those girls and have wonderful memories of the six years I spent as their Mentor Mom. Even now, I glance over at a mug given to me that day inscribed by so many of the girls. My heart swells with joy, love, and thanks to see that they continue to follow the Lord, their children are growing up healthy and whole, their marriages are strong, and their friendships are meaningful. I echo the Apostle Paul's confidence in those he had ministered to over the years. I knew you would do it!