A couple of days ago I pushed everything aside and sat down and read a book. Opportunities like this rarely happen in my busy life, so I enjoyed the day of down time and getting lost in a good book.
I chose to read The Christmas Sweater, by Glenn Beck. It is a powerful story based on a personal experience from his life. It is a quick read, at only 263 pages long.
It is the story of a young boy named Eddie who endures incredible hardship and heartbreak. Near the beginning of the book, his father dies of cancer. His mother takes on multiple jobs and struggles to make ends meet. Eddie is twelve years old, and the only thing he wants for Christmas is a new, red bike. He works hard at his chores, keeps a positive attitude, and drops a lot of hints to his mom about his desire for the bike. As Christmas approaches, he is convinced that he has done everything he can to earn it. He doesn’t understand that the money simply isn’t there for such a purchase. His mom knits him a beautiful sweater, and that is his big gift for the year. He is devastated…and angry. He tells her that he wants to go upstairs and put it away. When she checks on him, she sees it crumpled in a ball on the floor. She is deeply pained by that, and in his youth, he is too angry to apologize. Tragedy strikes again. He is surrounded by love, but because of the trauma, his heart becomes cold and hard, and he begins to head down a dark and bitter road. He thinks that happiness lies in wealth and tries to break free from everything in his life that reminds him of the pain that he has endured. I don’t want to give away too much of the story, as there is a significant twist in it that I never saw coming.
In the epilogue, Mr. Beck offers his own personal reflections on the story. This particular passage caught my eye and has stuck with me ever since I closed the book:
“I guess the real lesson I learned that last Christmas with my mother was that the greatest gift is any gift that is given with love. I so clearly remember the look in her eyes as she saw my sweater rolled up in a ball on the floor of my room, and I remember realizing all that she had done for that gift. I refuse to stand at His feet and see Him with the same look in His eyes as he asks me, “Son, is that the gift I gave you.”
Pick up your redemption. Cherish it. Wear it. Share it. It has the power to transform lives. It has transformed mine.” (The Christmas Sweater, Glenn Beck, pages 271-272)
Mr. Beck is right. The greatest gift is one that is given with love. “For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have eternal life.” (John 3:16) God is love, and He offers redemption and eternal life to anyone who will accept His Son as atonement for his or her sin.
Regardless of whether you agree with Mr. Beck’s political views or not, I would encourage you to read this book. It is a powerful story of love and redemption, and a wonderful way to spend a wintry day.
Saturday, December 31, 2011
Friday, December 30, 2011
Five Minute Friday: Open
I'm linking with Lisa Jo at The Gypsy Mama for her Five Minute Friday series. She encourages her readers to write for five minutes on a given topic, not worrying about editing, etc. Just write what comes into your mind. The word for today is:
Open
Most people who know me, know that this is not my favorite time of year.
Christmas is over and a year of full of activities is coming to a close. I enjoy reflecting on all that has been accomplished and remembering the good times. It makes me sad to have to take down the twinkling lights and fun décor that add a special touch of warmth to my home.
For whatever reason, January and a new year always feels overwhelming to me. It doesn’t help matters that I live in a region of the country where it is constantly gray and rains a lot…for months on end.
I tend to close down.
That’s why when I saw today’s word, it didn’t surprise me at all that my first thought was “Closed.”
I recognize this about myself, and consciously fight it each year.
I want to be open, but open with intent and purpose.
Regardless of the time of year, I seek to be continually open to:
His abundant grace
His mercies that are new every morning
His faithfulness, day by day, moment by moment
His sovereign control over my life
His blessings
I am open, Lord.
Use me.
Open
Most people who know me, know that this is not my favorite time of year.
Christmas is over and a year of full of activities is coming to a close. I enjoy reflecting on all that has been accomplished and remembering the good times. It makes me sad to have to take down the twinkling lights and fun décor that add a special touch of warmth to my home.
For whatever reason, January and a new year always feels overwhelming to me. It doesn’t help matters that I live in a region of the country where it is constantly gray and rains a lot…for months on end.
I tend to close down.
That’s why when I saw today’s word, it didn’t surprise me at all that my first thought was “Closed.”
I recognize this about myself, and consciously fight it each year.
I want to be open, but open with intent and purpose.
Regardless of the time of year, I seek to be continually open to:
His abundant grace
His mercies that are new every morning
His faithfulness, day by day, moment by moment
His sovereign control over my life
His blessings
I am open, Lord.
Use me.
Thursday, December 22, 2011
Chocolate Peanut Butter Surprise Cookies
Every Christmas I try a new cookie recipe. Today I made Chocolate Peanut Butter Surprise cookies, and now I am wondering where these have been my whole life!! They are SO good. I got the recipe from Pennies on a Platter. For any family that loves chocolate and peanut butter, I guarantee these won't stay around long!
1 1/2 C all-purpose flour
1/2 cup unsweetened cocoa
1/2 tsp. baking soda
1/4 tsp. salt
1/2 C granulated sugar (plus more for dipping)
1/2 C packed brown sugar
1/2 C unsalted butter, softened
1 C creamy peanut butter, divided
1 tsp. vanilla extract
1 egg
3/4 C powdered sugar
Preheat oven to 375 degrees.
Stir together the flour, cocoa, baking soda and salt. Set aside.
In a large mixing bowl fitted with a paddle attachment, beat the sugar, butter and 1/4 C of the peanut butter until light and smooth. Add in the vanilla and egg, beating one at a time to combine. Gradually stir in the flour mixture. Set dough aside.
To make the filling, cream together the powdered sugar and remaining 3/4 C of peanut butter until smooth.
To assemble the cookies, spoon a generous tablespoon of chocolate cookie dough and flatten into a circle in your hands. Scoop a small amount of peanut butter filling mixture and place in the center of the chocolate dough. Wrap the chocolate dough around the peanut butter filling, pinching ends together to seal. Roll the cookie in between hands to smooth into a ball. Roll into a bowl of sugar and place on the cookie sheet.
Use the bottom of a glass to slightly flatten the cookies. Bake for 7 to 9 minutes. Do not over bake. Let cool on wire rack.
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I got two dozen cookies out of this recipe. My only comment would be that there was way too much peanut butter filling left over. You could easily get away with 1/2 a cup of peanut butter and 1/2 a cup of powdered sugar.
Overall I give this recipe a very high two thumbs up, and it is going straight into my cookie arsenal for years to come. Yes, these cookies are THAT good!!!
1 1/2 C all-purpose flour
1/2 cup unsweetened cocoa
1/2 tsp. baking soda
1/4 tsp. salt
1/2 C granulated sugar (plus more for dipping)
1/2 C packed brown sugar
1/2 C unsalted butter, softened
1 C creamy peanut butter, divided
1 tsp. vanilla extract
1 egg
3/4 C powdered sugar
Preheat oven to 375 degrees.
Stir together the flour, cocoa, baking soda and salt. Set aside.
In a large mixing bowl fitted with a paddle attachment, beat the sugar, butter and 1/4 C of the peanut butter until light and smooth. Add in the vanilla and egg, beating one at a time to combine. Gradually stir in the flour mixture. Set dough aside.
To make the filling, cream together the powdered sugar and remaining 3/4 C of peanut butter until smooth.
To assemble the cookies, spoon a generous tablespoon of chocolate cookie dough and flatten into a circle in your hands. Scoop a small amount of peanut butter filling mixture and place in the center of the chocolate dough. Wrap the chocolate dough around the peanut butter filling, pinching ends together to seal. Roll the cookie in between hands to smooth into a ball. Roll into a bowl of sugar and place on the cookie sheet.
Use the bottom of a glass to slightly flatten the cookies. Bake for 7 to 9 minutes. Do not over bake. Let cool on wire rack.
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I got two dozen cookies out of this recipe. My only comment would be that there was way too much peanut butter filling left over. You could easily get away with 1/2 a cup of peanut butter and 1/2 a cup of powdered sugar.
Overall I give this recipe a very high two thumbs up, and it is going straight into my cookie arsenal for years to come. Yes, these cookies are THAT good!!!
Out in the Fields
"And in the same region there were some shepherds staying out in the fields, and keeping watch over their flock by night." (Luke 2:8 NASB)
Oregon has an abundance of sheep. Every Sunday on the way to church, we often see sheep grazing in the fields. It occurred to me that in all the years of travel to church, I have NEVER seen a shepherd out there! These days, most farmers rely on fences to keep their sheep safe and together. Jesus is often referred to as the Good Shepherd. He isn't trusting other things to keep us safe, He is in the field with us, keeping watch over us!!!
John 10 reveals what He does for us as our Shepherd:
"...he calls his own sheep by name, and leads them out" (John 10:3)
He knows us by name (personal, intimate)
He leads us
"When he puts forth all his own, he goes before them" (John 10:4)
He protects us
"I am the door, if anyone enters through Me, he shall be saved, and shall go in and out, and find pasture" (John 10:9)
He provides salvation
He gives us freedom
He provides our needs
"I came that they might have life, and might have it abundantly" (John 10:10)
He gives us eternal life
Isn't this wonderful?!?! I am rejoicing anew at the birth of our Savior, Jesus Christ.
Merry Christmas!
Oregon has an abundance of sheep. Every Sunday on the way to church, we often see sheep grazing in the fields. It occurred to me that in all the years of travel to church, I have NEVER seen a shepherd out there! These days, most farmers rely on fences to keep their sheep safe and together. Jesus is often referred to as the Good Shepherd. He isn't trusting other things to keep us safe, He is in the field with us, keeping watch over us!!!
John 10 reveals what He does for us as our Shepherd:
"...he calls his own sheep by name, and leads them out" (John 10:3)
He knows us by name (personal, intimate)
He leads us
"When he puts forth all his own, he goes before them" (John 10:4)
He protects us
"I am the door, if anyone enters through Me, he shall be saved, and shall go in and out, and find pasture" (John 10:9)
He provides salvation
He gives us freedom
He provides our needs
"I came that they might have life, and might have it abundantly" (John 10:10)
He gives us eternal life
Isn't this wonderful?!?! I am rejoicing anew at the birth of our Savior, Jesus Christ.
Merry Christmas!
Monday, December 19, 2011
One Thousand Gifts
91. Strands of her golden hair dancing in the wind.
92. Watching her grow in confidence.
93. Words that stir the soul.
94. When he shares his day at school with me.
95. How she spins in circles while memorizing Scripture.
96. Hand lotion.
97. Chatting with a friend.
98. Birds on a wire.
99. An afternoon nap.
100. Blanket forts.
101. Lazy Saturday mornings.
102. Music that stirs something deep within.
103. Live Internet concert feeds that make it feel like he's with me, even when he's a thousand miles away.
104. Decorated mailboxes on country roads.
105. Quaking aspens.
Friday, December 16, 2011
Five Minute Friday: Connected
I'm linking with Lisa Jo at The Gypsy Mama for her Five Minute Friday series today. She encourages her readers to write for five minutes on a given topic, not worrying about editing, etc. Just write what comes into your mind. The word for today is Connected.
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Connected.
The phrase, “It’s all about who you know” comes to mind.
Just yesterday I received an email from my mom. She reminded me that if my grandmother (her mother) were still alive, she would be 108 years old. She wrote that she was thankful for her mother’s influence in her life.
I remember going up to Grandma’s farm in the northern panhandle of Idaho every summer when I was little. At night, after I got my jammies on, I would go into the living room and sit on the couch across the room from her. I remember her head bent over her Bible and the glow of the lamp on her face. After she had read for a bit, she would close her Bible and begin to braid her long hair. I watched this happen many nights over the years of summer visits.
I remember walking through the kitchen at home as a pre-teen and teenager. It would often be dark except for the light on the stove. My mom would be sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of tea, and the radio on the table would be tuned to a station where she could listen to sermons and meditate on the Word. Again, I remember many nights of this.
Throughout my life I have witnessed these two women connecting with their Savior.
As each year passes, I realize more and more how vital this spiritual connection is, both to maintain for myself, as well as to pass on to my children.
They led by example.
They taught me the most important thing that anyone can know…
It really is all about Who you know.
*****
Connected.
The phrase, “It’s all about who you know” comes to mind.
Just yesterday I received an email from my mom. She reminded me that if my grandmother (her mother) were still alive, she would be 108 years old. She wrote that she was thankful for her mother’s influence in her life.
I remember going up to Grandma’s farm in the northern panhandle of Idaho every summer when I was little. At night, after I got my jammies on, I would go into the living room and sit on the couch across the room from her. I remember her head bent over her Bible and the glow of the lamp on her face. After she had read for a bit, she would close her Bible and begin to braid her long hair. I watched this happen many nights over the years of summer visits.
I remember walking through the kitchen at home as a pre-teen and teenager. It would often be dark except for the light on the stove. My mom would be sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of tea, and the radio on the table would be tuned to a station where she could listen to sermons and meditate on the Word. Again, I remember many nights of this.
Throughout my life I have witnessed these two women connecting with their Savior.
As each year passes, I realize more and more how vital this spiritual connection is, both to maintain for myself, as well as to pass on to my children.
They led by example.
They taught me the most important thing that anyone can know…
It really is all about Who you know.
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Keeping Watch
When you stop trying to control your life, and instead allow your problems to bring you to God in prayer, you shift from worry to watching. (A Praying Life, Paul Miller)
I saw this quote on Facebook about a week or so ago, and it caught my attention. Specifically, it was the phrase “from worry to watching” that caught my eye. I could be a poster child for worry. It comes a little too easily and happens much too often. It isn’t something I’m proud of by any stretch of the imagination. I know the verses like Philippians 4:6, “Be anxious for nothing…” and Matthew 6:27, “And who of you by being worried can add a single hour to his life?” Somewhere between my head and my heart there seems to be a disconnect when it comes to this subject. Worrying is the opposite of walking in faith, which is my daily goal.
Scripture is filled with verbs like look, see, observe, and consider.
In Genesis 15:5, God is speaking to Abraham. “And He took him outside and said, “Now look toward the heavens, and count the stars, if you are able to count them.” And He said to him, “So shall your descendants be.”
Psalm 66:5 says, “Come and see the works of God, who is awesome in his deeds toward the sons of men.”
Habakkuk 1:5 says, “Look among the nations! Observe! Be astonished! Wonder! Because I am doing something in your days -- You would not believe if you were told.”
As we approach Christmas, I have been thinking about the birth of Jesus and the shepherds who were keeping watch over their flocks by night. I wonder if any of those shepherds were prone to worry? When it comes to worrying, nighttime is the worst. It is dark and quiet and I am alone with my thoughts. I ponder and pray and yes, worry over my little flock of two. I can’t even imagine what that would have been like to be awake in the still of the night, lost in thought, and be suddenly surrounded by the glory of the Lord along with an accompanying host of angels. Talk about a life-changing event!
And what was their immediate response?
“And it came about when the angels had gone away from them into heaven, that the shepherds began saying to one another, “Let us go straight to Bethlehem then, and see this thing that has happened which the Lord has made known to us.” (Luke 2:15)
They sought out their Savior. Perhaps if I stop looking within and worrying about my problems, and instead seek the Lord in all things, then I too can catch a glimpse of His glory. I know it is there. I just need to look for it.
I saw this quote on Facebook about a week or so ago, and it caught my attention. Specifically, it was the phrase “from worry to watching” that caught my eye. I could be a poster child for worry. It comes a little too easily and happens much too often. It isn’t something I’m proud of by any stretch of the imagination. I know the verses like Philippians 4:6, “Be anxious for nothing…” and Matthew 6:27, “And who of you by being worried can add a single hour to his life?” Somewhere between my head and my heart there seems to be a disconnect when it comes to this subject. Worrying is the opposite of walking in faith, which is my daily goal.
Scripture is filled with verbs like look, see, observe, and consider.
In Genesis 15:5, God is speaking to Abraham. “And He took him outside and said, “Now look toward the heavens, and count the stars, if you are able to count them.” And He said to him, “So shall your descendants be.”
Psalm 66:5 says, “Come and see the works of God, who is awesome in his deeds toward the sons of men.”
Habakkuk 1:5 says, “Look among the nations! Observe! Be astonished! Wonder! Because I am doing something in your days -- You would not believe if you were told.”
As we approach Christmas, I have been thinking about the birth of Jesus and the shepherds who were keeping watch over their flocks by night. I wonder if any of those shepherds were prone to worry? When it comes to worrying, nighttime is the worst. It is dark and quiet and I am alone with my thoughts. I ponder and pray and yes, worry over my little flock of two. I can’t even imagine what that would have been like to be awake in the still of the night, lost in thought, and be suddenly surrounded by the glory of the Lord along with an accompanying host of angels. Talk about a life-changing event!
And what was their immediate response?
“And it came about when the angels had gone away from them into heaven, that the shepherds began saying to one another, “Let us go straight to Bethlehem then, and see this thing that has happened which the Lord has made known to us.” (Luke 2:15)
They sought out their Savior. Perhaps if I stop looking within and worrying about my problems, and instead seek the Lord in all things, then I too can catch a glimpse of His glory. I know it is there. I just need to look for it.
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Tuesdays Unwrapped: Soft and Quiet Moments
Today's gift was one of contrasts.
In the midst of rumbling dishwashers, whirring garbage disposals, blaring horns, fluorescent lights, and cheesy overhead mall music...
I noticed and enjoyed those moments, soft and quiet, woven into the fabric of my day...
Linking with Emily at Chatting at the Sky for her Tuesdays Unwrapped series.
In the midst of rumbling dishwashers, whirring garbage disposals, blaring horns, fluorescent lights, and cheesy overhead mall music...
I noticed and enjoyed those moments, soft and quiet, woven into the fabric of my day...
Linking with Emily at Chatting at the Sky for her Tuesdays Unwrapped series.
Monday, December 12, 2011
One Thousand Gifts
76. Ribbons of sunset colors, stretched along the horizon.
77. Windshield wipers.
78. Shrieks of delight welcoming me home.
79. Mom's apple crisp.
80. Learning new skills.
81. Honest conversations.
82. An extra hour of sleep.
83. Family jokes.
84. Seeing my children sing, "Yes, Lord!"
85. The ability to harmonize.
86. Hearing her tell the cat how cute he is 20 times a day.
87. Flannel sheets.
88. Squirrels scampering across the fence.
89. My crockpot.
90. His cheery voice on the other end of the line.
Friday, December 9, 2011
Five Minute Friday: Color
I'm linking with Lisa-Jo at The Gypsy Mama for her Five Minute Friday series today. She encourages her readers to write for five minutes on the given topic, not worrying about editing, etc. Just write what comes into your mind. The word for today is Color.
GO.
Color is simply the reflection of light.
We see something as red because it reflects wavelength from the red end of the spectrum. White light is simply the combination of many colors of the rainbow. We are surrounded by light, and I find that comforting.
We live in a kaleidoscope world full of colors and hues that can be obtained from mixing red, yellow, and blue. I find it fascinating that centuries’ worth of all different kinds of music can be created from a combination of seven different notes. Music is intangible, and yet it powerfully affects our souls. Color is the same way. We see it, but we can’t really touch it, taste it or feel it. Music and color are some of the intangible ways in which our Creator God communicates with us.
Since color and music can powerfully move the soul on earth, I wonder what it will be like in heaven, where the source of light is Jesus himself?
STOP
GO.
Color is simply the reflection of light.
We see something as red because it reflects wavelength from the red end of the spectrum. White light is simply the combination of many colors of the rainbow. We are surrounded by light, and I find that comforting.
We live in a kaleidoscope world full of colors and hues that can be obtained from mixing red, yellow, and blue. I find it fascinating that centuries’ worth of all different kinds of music can be created from a combination of seven different notes. Music is intangible, and yet it powerfully affects our souls. Color is the same way. We see it, but we can’t really touch it, taste it or feel it. Music and color are some of the intangible ways in which our Creator God communicates with us.
Since color and music can powerfully move the soul on earth, I wonder what it will be like in heaven, where the source of light is Jesus himself?
STOP
Thursday, December 8, 2011
Megan's Heart
Two little girls named Marcy and Megan are sisters, and their favorite time of year is Christmas! Each year they look forward to sitting down with the glossy, brightly colored catalogs that come in the mailbox and looking through them. Marcy snuggles up in her favorite chair and begins to flip pages… “I want this one, and this one, and this one…” After she’s done, she hands the catalog to Megan. Slowly, Megan begins to flip through the pages. Periodically, she points and says, “I have this one, and this one, and this one…”
We recently visited a church where the pastor shared this little anecdote with the congregation. The message is obvious, and has been ringing in my ears for weeks now. The Christmas season is upon us. In a season where the world screams, “Consume!” my heart whispers, “Be content.”
“Let your character be free from the love of money, being content with what you have; for He Himself has said, “I will never desert you, nor will I ever forsake you.” (Hebrews 13:5)
His name is Emmanuel…God with us.
He walked among us.
He died for us.
His IS the gift…the only gift we need.
Let us spend this season counting His blessings.
Let us have a heart like Megan.
We recently visited a church where the pastor shared this little anecdote with the congregation. The message is obvious, and has been ringing in my ears for weeks now. The Christmas season is upon us. In a season where the world screams, “Consume!” my heart whispers, “Be content.”
“Let your character be free from the love of money, being content with what you have; for He Himself has said, “I will never desert you, nor will I ever forsake you.” (Hebrews 13:5)
His name is Emmanuel…God with us.
He walked among us.
He died for us.
His IS the gift…the only gift we need.
Let us spend this season counting His blessings.
Let us have a heart like Megan.
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Tuesdays Unwrapped: Through the Fog
I live in the Willamette Valley in western Oregon, and every now and then a blanket of dense fog will descend down to the valley floor and hover for a few days. Today was one of those days. It is the kind of fog that delays flights and makes your stress level rise if you have to drive in it because visibility is so limited.In addition to limited visibility, it left me feeling a little isolated and lonely. Every now and then I would see the faint shadows of birds flying in the treetops. I have no idea what kind of birds they were, but it reminded me of the hymn entitled “His Eye is on the Sparrow.”
Why should I feel discouraged, why should the shadows come,
Why should my heart be lonely, and long for heaven and home,
When Jesus is my portion? My constant friend is He:
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.
Chorus:
I sing because I'm happy,
I sing because I'm free,
For His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He watches me.
"Let not your heart be troubled," His tender word I hear,
And resting on His goodness, I lose my doubts and fears;
Though by the path He leadeth, but one step I may see;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.
Whenever I am tempted, whenever clouds arise,
When songs give place to sighing, when hope within me dies,
I draw the closer to Him, from care He sets me free;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.
Today’s gift was the reminder that no matter where I am, He is with me. Sometimes we can feel like we’re in a mental or emotional fog. Sometimes it is difficult to see what God is doing in our lives, and that can leave us feeling isolated and unsure. In order to navigate through my physical world today, headlights were a necessity. As long as I have His light shining on the path in front of me, I know I can trust Him to get me safely where He wants me next.
Being reminded of His constant care and love today felt like a warm, snuggly blanket on a cold, foggy night.
**Linking with Emily at Chatting at the Sky
Monday, December 5, 2011
One Thousand Gifts
61. Telephone wire shadows looping lazily down the road.
62. That she gives names to the crows and makes up fanciful stories about them.
63. His tender heart.
64. Dust bunnies.
65. The rhythmic, rumbling purr of my cat.
66. That she so willingly shares with others.
67. Sisterhood in Christ.
68. The lavish love of my Father in heaven.
69. Surprise snow!
70. Crystalline snow resting on fire-colored leaves.
71. The sound of melting snow.
72. My husband, "Bug Slayer Extraordinaire."
73. Quotes that inspire.
74. A good night's sleep.
75. Safe flights.
Friday, December 2, 2011
Five Minute Friday: Tired
I'm linking with Lisa-Jo at The Gypsy Mama for her Five Minute Friday series today. She encourages her readers to write for five minutes on the given topic, not worrying about editing, etc. Just write what comes into your mind. The word for today is Tired.
GO.
There are different kinds of tired.
There is “I have a newborn and a toddler, mountains of laundry and dishes piling up, and I haven’t slept in a month” kind of tired.
"Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest." (Matthew 11:28)
There is “I’ve been up since 6:00am, have a “to do” list a mile long, spent half my day in the car taxiing children around, have bare cupboards, and dinner is in five minutes” kind of tired.
"Yet those who wait upon the Lord will gain new strength; they will mount up with wings like eagles, they will run and not get tired, they will walk and not become weary." (Isaiah 40:31)
There is the kind of tired you feel from battling the thoughts in your head that plague you and drain your emotions, leaving you feeling empty and exhausted.
"Humble yourselves, therefore, under the mighty hand of God, that He may exalt you at the proper time, casting all your anxiety upon Him, because He cares for you." (I Peter 5:6-7)
I find I am different kinds of tired at different times. These are some of my favorite verses that I draw on a lot during these seasons of motherhood. I love these verses because they offer promises, and I draw my strength from remembering and resting on His promises. Whenever I find verses like these in my Bible, I underline the action I need to take in red, and His promise in blue.
“Do you not know? Have you not heard? The Everlasting God, the Lord, the Creator of the ends of the earth does not become weary or tired. His understanding is inscrutable.” (Isaiah 40:28)
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Note to the reader: I did exceed the five minute limit on this post. I wrote the descriptions of tired, the scripture reference, and the final four sentences while the clock was ticking. Afterwards, I went back and typed in the actual verse, because it is important to me to quote scripture accurately. I spent additional time adding color to the verses, since I mentioned it in the final sentence.
GO.
There are different kinds of tired.
There is “I have a newborn and a toddler, mountains of laundry and dishes piling up, and I haven’t slept in a month” kind of tired.
"Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest." (Matthew 11:28)
There is “I’ve been up since 6:00am, have a “to do” list a mile long, spent half my day in the car taxiing children around, have bare cupboards, and dinner is in five minutes” kind of tired.
"Yet those who wait upon the Lord will gain new strength; they will mount up with wings like eagles, they will run and not get tired, they will walk and not become weary." (Isaiah 40:31)
There is the kind of tired you feel from battling the thoughts in your head that plague you and drain your emotions, leaving you feeling empty and exhausted.
"Humble yourselves, therefore, under the mighty hand of God, that He may exalt you at the proper time, casting all your anxiety upon Him, because He cares for you." (I Peter 5:6-7)
I find I am different kinds of tired at different times. These are some of my favorite verses that I draw on a lot during these seasons of motherhood. I love these verses because they offer promises, and I draw my strength from remembering and resting on His promises. Whenever I find verses like these in my Bible, I underline the action I need to take in red, and His promise in blue.
“Do you not know? Have you not heard? The Everlasting God, the Lord, the Creator of the ends of the earth does not become weary or tired. His understanding is inscrutable.” (Isaiah 40:28)
STOP
Note to the reader: I did exceed the five minute limit on this post. I wrote the descriptions of tired, the scripture reference, and the final four sentences while the clock was ticking. Afterwards, I went back and typed in the actual verse, because it is important to me to quote scripture accurately. I spent additional time adding color to the verses, since I mentioned it in the final sentence.
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Security
On “Black Friday” I hopped in the car around 10:00 a.m. (no 4:00 a.m. for this girl, no way!) and began to make my way out of the neighborhood. I turned on the car radio in hopes of finding some Christmas music. I wasn’t expecting to hear what I heard. It was on a commercial break, and since it caught me off guard and I was paying attention to the road (!), I can’t remember it exactly, but it went something along these lines…
A young man has just purchased the perfect engagement ring for his girlfriend and is so excited to give it to her for Christmas. You hear her unwrap it, there’s a pause, and then she says in a very disappointed tone, “Oh.” He asks, “Don’t you like it?” She says that it’s nice, but she was really hoping for (company name) insurance. After a brief blurb by the announcer, you hear the mother of the girlfriend say through tears and sniffling, “I just wanted her to feel secure!”
Now don’t get me wrong. I know that this scenario is contrived and over the top. It is a silly commercial meant to grab your attention (it did!) and sell a product. It was the underlying message though, that left me unsettled. Here is someone who is offered an engagement ring, a symbol of love that is supposed to last for her lifetime, and she would rather have been given insurance…something that would have to be paid for year after year, and has terms and limits.
It was a reminder to me of the incredible gift of love that we received in that manger so long ago. Our Savior was born in humble surroundings, walked among us, and loved us so much that He gave His very life so that all who believe would be eternally secure and with Him forever. I know this. I believe this. How easy it is though, to forget and look for an insurance plan…something tangible that I can see and hold on to so that I can feel secure. Two years ago this month, I was in Texas on tour with my husband and children when my purse was stolen out of our van. We suddenly entered a whirlwind of police reports, dumpster diving, viewing video surveillance cameras, and making numerous phone calls to banks and credit card companies. I felt completely vulnerable and scared. I understood the damage that could be done if your personal and financial data falls into the wrong hands, and the havoc it can wreak on your life. This happened half way through the trip. For twelve days, I could do nothing but wait…wait for the police to call, wait to get home so that I could do more necessary paperwork, and “re-build” my life on paper. I was completely reliant on my husband (he was awesome through all of this, by the way!) for everything I needed, down to asking him for money to buy a drink at a mini-mart. It felt strange and awkward not to have a purse. It was unsettling to realize how much our identity on this planet is tied up in plastic and numbers.
The Lord gently reminded me during this time that:
He knew me before He even created me.
“Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, and before you were born I consecrated you.” (Jeremiah 1:5a)
He created me.
“I will give thanks to Thee, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Wonderful are Thy works, and my soul knows it very well.” (Psalm 139:14)
My identity is in Him.
“I have been crucified with Christ; and it is no longer I who live, but Christ lives in me; and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me, and delivered Himself up for me.” (Galatians 2:20)
I am secure
“And I give eternal life to them, and they shall never perish; and no one shall snatch them out of My hand. My Father, who has given them to Me, is greater than all; and no one is able to snatch them out of the Father’s hand.” (John 10:28-29)
Love or insurance? For me, it is a “no brainer.”
I choose Love.
I choose eternal security.
A young man has just purchased the perfect engagement ring for his girlfriend and is so excited to give it to her for Christmas. You hear her unwrap it, there’s a pause, and then she says in a very disappointed tone, “Oh.” He asks, “Don’t you like it?” She says that it’s nice, but she was really hoping for (company name) insurance. After a brief blurb by the announcer, you hear the mother of the girlfriend say through tears and sniffling, “I just wanted her to feel secure!”
Now don’t get me wrong. I know that this scenario is contrived and over the top. It is a silly commercial meant to grab your attention (it did!) and sell a product. It was the underlying message though, that left me unsettled. Here is someone who is offered an engagement ring, a symbol of love that is supposed to last for her lifetime, and she would rather have been given insurance…something that would have to be paid for year after year, and has terms and limits.
It was a reminder to me of the incredible gift of love that we received in that manger so long ago. Our Savior was born in humble surroundings, walked among us, and loved us so much that He gave His very life so that all who believe would be eternally secure and with Him forever. I know this. I believe this. How easy it is though, to forget and look for an insurance plan…something tangible that I can see and hold on to so that I can feel secure. Two years ago this month, I was in Texas on tour with my husband and children when my purse was stolen out of our van. We suddenly entered a whirlwind of police reports, dumpster diving, viewing video surveillance cameras, and making numerous phone calls to banks and credit card companies. I felt completely vulnerable and scared. I understood the damage that could be done if your personal and financial data falls into the wrong hands, and the havoc it can wreak on your life. This happened half way through the trip. For twelve days, I could do nothing but wait…wait for the police to call, wait to get home so that I could do more necessary paperwork, and “re-build” my life on paper. I was completely reliant on my husband (he was awesome through all of this, by the way!) for everything I needed, down to asking him for money to buy a drink at a mini-mart. It felt strange and awkward not to have a purse. It was unsettling to realize how much our identity on this planet is tied up in plastic and numbers.
The Lord gently reminded me during this time that:
He knew me before He even created me.
“Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, and before you were born I consecrated you.” (Jeremiah 1:5a)
He created me.
“I will give thanks to Thee, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Wonderful are Thy works, and my soul knows it very well.” (Psalm 139:14)
My identity is in Him.
“I have been crucified with Christ; and it is no longer I who live, but Christ lives in me; and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me, and delivered Himself up for me.” (Galatians 2:20)
I am secure
“And I give eternal life to them, and they shall never perish; and no one shall snatch them out of My hand. My Father, who has given them to Me, is greater than all; and no one is able to snatch them out of the Father’s hand.” (John 10:28-29)
Love or insurance? For me, it is a “no brainer.”
I choose Love.
I choose eternal security.
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Tuesdays Unwrapped
I'm linking with Emily at Chatting with the Sky for her Tuesdays Unwrapped series. It is about finding and opening a gift in the midst of an ordinary day.
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As I stood at the sink, hands immersed in hot soapy water, I absent-mindedly watched her rake the leaves. I was proud of her for noticing that it needed to be done and taking it upon herself to help out where she could. I was mentally preoccupied with my "to do" list when I noticed that she had disappeared into the shed.
I continued to wash and rinse, wash and rinse.
She reappeared with her bright red sled and a roll of masking tape.
My hands stopped.
Sensing something special, I quickly dried my hands and grabbed the camera. I quietly slipped out of the back patio door and began to observe.
She had been raking for some time, and had come up with a creative idea to make the work easier.
I watched as she tried over and over again to secure the rake to the sled with the masking tape. She would test out her new contraption, and when the rake would separate from the sled, she would try re-taping it again. She never appeared frustrated with the failure of each test run, only intent and content on seeing if her idea would work.
After many failed attempts, she gave up and began raking again.
A huge flock of geese flew overhead, honking loudly.
Her face turned toward the sky...
...the rake dropped, and she was off....
arms flapping...
face full of joy...
feeling the wind in her hair...
enjoying the chase...
It is all too easy for me to get bogged down with schedules, to-do lists, and responsibilities. What a refreshing gift it was to observe my sweet girl just being who God created her to be and living in the moment.
She did finish raking the leaves, and look at all of the fun, creativity, and joy that she experienced in the process!
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As I stood at the sink, hands immersed in hot soapy water, I absent-mindedly watched her rake the leaves. I was proud of her for noticing that it needed to be done and taking it upon herself to help out where she could. I was mentally preoccupied with my "to do" list when I noticed that she had disappeared into the shed.
I continued to wash and rinse, wash and rinse.
She reappeared with her bright red sled and a roll of masking tape.
My hands stopped.
Sensing something special, I quickly dried my hands and grabbed the camera. I quietly slipped out of the back patio door and began to observe.
She had been raking for some time, and had come up with a creative idea to make the work easier.
I watched as she tried over and over again to secure the rake to the sled with the masking tape. She would test out her new contraption, and when the rake would separate from the sled, she would try re-taping it again. She never appeared frustrated with the failure of each test run, only intent and content on seeing if her idea would work.After many failed attempts, she gave up and began raking again.
A huge flock of geese flew overhead, honking loudly.
Her face turned toward the sky...
...the rake dropped, and she was off....
arms flapping...
face full of joy...feeling the wind in her hair...
enjoying the chase...
It is all too easy for me to get bogged down with schedules, to-do lists, and responsibilities. What a refreshing gift it was to observe my sweet girl just being who God created her to be and living in the moment.
She did finish raking the leaves, and look at all of the fun, creativity, and joy that she experienced in the process!
Monday, November 28, 2011
One Thousand Gifts
46. Shafts of morning sunlight.
47. Piles of pumpkins.
48. The rat-a-tat of rain pelting the window.
49. Those quick "I love you, Mom's."
50. Sunset clouds rimmed in fiery salmon pink.
51. The flag rippling in the breeze.
52. Gold leaves against an October blue sky.
53. Friendly service with a smile.
54. Pumpkin spice lattes.
55. Our competent and compassionate dentist.
56. Tree-lined streets.
57. The scratchy sound of skittering leaves.
58. The stars at twilight.
59. Thick, misty fog.
60. Hundreds of geese flying overhead (I actually pulled the car over and watched them because it was such an incredible sight!)
Friday, November 25, 2011
Five Minute Friday: Grateful
Grateful.
I’m tempted to start writing a list of all the things I’m grateful for, but when I think about it, what I’m most grateful for is the breath that I breathe so that I can experience the abundance of blessings that He grants to me each and every day. I’m grateful for life, both in the now and the eternal that is yet to come. Each breath that I draw is a reminder of His love, His mercy, and his overflowing extravagant grace.
Grace and Mercy.
I have been working through a lot in my inner world lately, and right now I’ve been experiencing a new and fresh understanding of God’s amazing grace.
It’s overwhelming and the tears flow…
His grace flows…
And I’m grateful…
So very grateful.
I’m tempted to start writing a list of all the things I’m grateful for, but when I think about it, what I’m most grateful for is the breath that I breathe so that I can experience the abundance of blessings that He grants to me each and every day. I’m grateful for life, both in the now and the eternal that is yet to come. Each breath that I draw is a reminder of His love, His mercy, and his overflowing extravagant grace.
Grace and Mercy.
I have been working through a lot in my inner world lately, and right now I’ve been experiencing a new and fresh understanding of God’s amazing grace.
It’s overwhelming and the tears flow…
His grace flows…
And I’m grateful…
So very grateful.
Thursday, November 24, 2011
Thankful
Happy Thanksgiving! These are some of the verses that I am dwelling on today.
Jesus said to him, "I am the way, and the Truth, and the life; no one comes to the Father, but through Me." (John 14:6)
Now may the God of Hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, that you may abound in hope by the power of the Holy Spirit. (Romans 15:13)
This was in accordance with the eternal purpose which he carried out in Christ Jesus our Lord, in whom we have boldness and confident Access through faith in Him. (Ephesians 3:11-12)
But as for me, the Nearness of God is my good; I have made the Lord God my refuge, that I may tell of all Thy works. (Psalm 73:28)
Who is the King of glory? The Lord strong and mighty, the Lord mighty in battle. (Psalm 24:8)
Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort. (2 Corinthians 1:3)
The Rock! His work is perfect, for all His ways are just; a God of faithfulness and without injustice, righteous and Upright is He. (Deuteronomy 32:4)
Again therefore Jesus spoke to them, saying, "I am the Light of the world; he who follows Me shall not walk in the darkness, but shall have th elight of life." (John 8:12)
May you and your family be blessed on this day of Thanksgiving.
Jesus said to him, "I am the way, and the Truth, and the life; no one comes to the Father, but through Me." (John 14:6)
Now may the God of Hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, that you may abound in hope by the power of the Holy Spirit. (Romans 15:13)
This was in accordance with the eternal purpose which he carried out in Christ Jesus our Lord, in whom we have boldness and confident Access through faith in Him. (Ephesians 3:11-12)
But as for me, the Nearness of God is my good; I have made the Lord God my refuge, that I may tell of all Thy works. (Psalm 73:28)
Who is the King of glory? The Lord strong and mighty, the Lord mighty in battle. (Psalm 24:8)
Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort. (2 Corinthians 1:3)
The Rock! His work is perfect, for all His ways are just; a God of faithfulness and without injustice, righteous and Upright is He. (Deuteronomy 32:4)
Again therefore Jesus spoke to them, saying, "I am the Light of the world; he who follows Me shall not walk in the darkness, but shall have th elight of life." (John 8:12)
May you and your family be blessed on this day of Thanksgiving.
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Extravagance
Extravagant, adj. 1. spending much more than is necessary or wise. 2. exceeding the bounds of reason or moderation; excessive.
There is a song that I love by Casting Crowns called "Your Love is Extravagant." As I was running around town preparing for Thanksgiving, I was listening to the CD with this song on it, and it got me thinking. I don't know how it is at your house, but at mine, dinner is not an "event." If I haven't gotten to the pile of dishes in the sink, we use paper plates. I don't transfer the chicken nuggets from the cookie sheet to a platter...the cookie sheet goes on the table, nuggets and all. Milk is poured from the jug, not a special crystal pitcher. It is a red-letter day if the dinner menu has representations from the five food groups!
A Thanksgiving meal is different. By comparison, it is extravagant. We have a fall tablecloth spread over the table. Often, we will bring out the china and silver. We have a main course, several hot and cold side dishes, a relish tray, rolls, sparkling cider, and dessert. Candles are lit. It isn't just another meal, it is an extravagant feast!
This is the kind of love that Jesus has for us on a daily basis! Think about that! His love for us is abundant, special, over-the-top, lavish! We see an example of extravagant love in Mary, who poured an entire bottle of expensive perfume (worth a year's wages) on Jesus' feet and washed them with her hair. I would definitely define that as a demonstration of extravagant love! What kind of love do we have for Him? Is it a cookie sheet love or a Thanksgiving feast sort of love? That is a sobering thought for me, mainly because an honest answer means that I must admit that I'm lacking in this department.
This season, I am grateful for so many things. I am thankful for my loving husband, my beautiful, healthy children and a circle of family and friends that I can't imagine life without. Most importantly, I am thankful for the extravagant love of my Savior!
There is a song that I love by Casting Crowns called "Your Love is Extravagant." As I was running around town preparing for Thanksgiving, I was listening to the CD with this song on it, and it got me thinking. I don't know how it is at your house, but at mine, dinner is not an "event." If I haven't gotten to the pile of dishes in the sink, we use paper plates. I don't transfer the chicken nuggets from the cookie sheet to a platter...the cookie sheet goes on the table, nuggets and all. Milk is poured from the jug, not a special crystal pitcher. It is a red-letter day if the dinner menu has representations from the five food groups!
A Thanksgiving meal is different. By comparison, it is extravagant. We have a fall tablecloth spread over the table. Often, we will bring out the china and silver. We have a main course, several hot and cold side dishes, a relish tray, rolls, sparkling cider, and dessert. Candles are lit. It isn't just another meal, it is an extravagant feast!
This is the kind of love that Jesus has for us on a daily basis! Think about that! His love for us is abundant, special, over-the-top, lavish! We see an example of extravagant love in Mary, who poured an entire bottle of expensive perfume (worth a year's wages) on Jesus' feet and washed them with her hair. I would definitely define that as a demonstration of extravagant love! What kind of love do we have for Him? Is it a cookie sheet love or a Thanksgiving feast sort of love? That is a sobering thought for me, mainly because an honest answer means that I must admit that I'm lacking in this department.
This season, I am grateful for so many things. I am thankful for my loving husband, my beautiful, healthy children and a circle of family and friends that I can't imagine life without. Most importantly, I am thankful for the extravagant love of my Savior!
Monday, November 21, 2011
One Thousand Gifts
31. The cool mist of a waterfall.
32. A lone crane skimming the waters.
33. The simple, symmetrical lines of a praying mantis.
34. Clinking ice cubes in a tall glass of cold lemonade.
35. A lone pine tree standing tall in a meadow.
36. The rich sweet smell of soil and hay warmed by the summer sun.
37. Freckles bridging her nose.
38. Silly games of telephone.
39. Warm summer breezes.
40. Sun-sparkled lakes.
41. Her eyes, earnest and blue.
42. Burnt orange moon.
43. His reassuring hug.
44. Prayers over the phone.
45. Dramatic skies.
Friday, November 18, 2011
Five Minute Friday: Grow
I recently discovered a blog called The Gypsy Mama (http://thegypsymama.com/) where she encourages her readers to write for five minutes on a certain topic every Friday...no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking. I thought I'd give it a whirl this week. The subject is "Grow."
GO.
Grow.
Growth.
Stretching.
Sometimes painful.
He's growing up. It seems like just yesterday I held him in my arms and rocked him to sleep. I have been there through it all...long nights, hospital stays, first steps, boo boos and band-aids, celebrating accomplishments, encouraging him in the rough times, teaching him how to read, teaching him about Jesus.
This year is a transition year, for him and for me. In September he began to attend a private school. I prepared myself for that day, and did pretty well with watching him walk to his classroom with a brand new notebook, freshly sharpened pencils, and a really cool backpack. We were both excited about this new stage in his life.
What I wasn't prepared for was not knowing what he does all day. Having homeschooled him from the beginning, I was so used to knowing everything about his school work and activities each day that it was kind of strange to receive this information in one line snippets through a student planner that I had to sign off on each day. It was a strange feeling, the not knowing. It was a stark realization that I am now at the point in motherhood where I need to begin the process of letting go.
That's painful.
...but it brings joy.
I want him to grow.
He is becoming a wonderful young man who loves the Lord.
I am blessed to be a part of the process of watching him spread his wings and fly.
STOP
Come join the fun!
GO.
Grow.
Growth.
Stretching.
Sometimes painful.
He's growing up. It seems like just yesterday I held him in my arms and rocked him to sleep. I have been there through it all...long nights, hospital stays, first steps, boo boos and band-aids, celebrating accomplishments, encouraging him in the rough times, teaching him how to read, teaching him about Jesus.
This year is a transition year, for him and for me. In September he began to attend a private school. I prepared myself for that day, and did pretty well with watching him walk to his classroom with a brand new notebook, freshly sharpened pencils, and a really cool backpack. We were both excited about this new stage in his life.
What I wasn't prepared for was not knowing what he does all day. Having homeschooled him from the beginning, I was so used to knowing everything about his school work and activities each day that it was kind of strange to receive this information in one line snippets through a student planner that I had to sign off on each day. It was a strange feeling, the not knowing. It was a stark realization that I am now at the point in motherhood where I need to begin the process of letting go.
That's painful.
...but it brings joy.
I want him to grow.
He is becoming a wonderful young man who loves the Lord.
I am blessed to be a part of the process of watching him spread his wings and fly.
STOP
Come join the fun!
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Chocolate Chip Oatmeal Cookies
A friend of mine shared this recipe with me, and it quickly turned out to be a family favorite. I made a big batch yesterday!1 C butter, softened (orig. calls for 1 1/4 C, but I use 1 and it's fine)
3/4 C brown sugar
1/2 C sugar
1 egg
1 tsp. vanilla
1 1/2 C flour
1 tsp. baking soda
1 tsp. salt
3 C quick oats
1 1/2 C chocolate chips
3/4 C nuts (optional)
Cream butter and sugars. Mix in egg and vanilla. In separate bowl mix flour, baking soda, and salt. Mix into wet ingredients. Add quick oats one cup at a time. Add chocolate chips. Bake at 375 for 9-11 minutes.
Monday, November 14, 2011
Transparency
As I was going through our pictures from this past summer, I came across this one from a hike that we took in August. I have always been fascinated by dragonflies, and was delighted when I was able to observe this one so closely. I'm drawn to the the beauty of its wings. They are so intricately designed, delicate and transparent that I can't help but marvel at how they can carry such a huge and oddly shaped body with such speed and agility. Just the beauty of this little creature alone is a testament to our amazing Creator!Observing this dragonfly reminded me that I need to be transparent as I live my life for Christ. As we live our temporary life on earth, we encounter trials. Life sometimes leaves us bruised and hurt, and often we cope with this by putting up masks and walls to protect ourselves. If we don't surrender our hurts and hearts to the Lord and allow him to work in our lives, the mask-wearing and wall-building approach simply leaves us exhausted and broken. We have all observed people going through extreme trials. We notice when people in the depths of the darkest trials imaginable have unexplainable peace and joy. We clearly see the pain and suffering, yet their genuine response is ongoing joy and peace. The definition of transparency is: allowing light to pass through so that objects behind can be easily seen. When people who love the Lord allow others to see the pain or hardship, and the process of moving through it...when they are transparent, they are allowing the world to see Christ at work in their lives. This opens up opportunities to witness and minister to others, both believers and unbelievers.
When I first discovered this dragonfly, it was sitting on a rock. Before I could get my camera out it darted over to a log. Either one is symbolic.
The dragonfly was resting on the rock and the rock could be seen through its wings.
"The Lord is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer, My God, my rock, in whom I take refuge; My shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold. I call upon the Lord, who is worthy to be praised, and I am saved from my enemies." (Psalm 18:2-3)
The dragonfly is resting on the wood which can be a symbol of the cross, and the wood can be seen through its wings.
"I have been crucified with Christ; and it is no longer I who live, but Christ lives in me; and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me, and delivered Himself up for me." (Galatians 2:20)
Even though they are delicate, those transparent wings are incredibly strong.
"I can do all things through Him who strengthens me." (Philippians 4:13)
Transparency in trials allows others to observe the source of our strength and the beauty of the Lord at work in our lives. When our response to pain and suffering is radically different than the world's response, it displays a compelling picture of what it means to have an active and intimate relationship with the God of all creation. People are drawn in, and He receives all the glory.
Sunday, November 13, 2011
One Thousand Gifts
16. A vivid rainbow arching promise over my afternoon.
17. A yellow ribbon of daffodils, stretching along five and a half miles of country road.
18. "Welcome home, Mom!" posters
19. Barren branches silhouetted like black coral against a pastel winter sunset.
20. The moon - marbled pearl in a black velvet sky.
21. Raindrops - disappearing craters on my window.
22. Sleep sounds of my children.
23. Cool spring breezes.
24. Quiet conversations about the Lord.
25. New friendships.
26. Red and yellow tulips in my kitchen window.
27. Shimmering, transparent wings of a dragonfly.
28. Moss-draped trees.
29. Wild huckleberries.
30. Seven bands of color slicing through a stormy gray sky.
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Gettysburg - Part II
After viewing the introductory film, we were ushered into a circular room to view the cyclorama. A cyclorama was a popular form of entertainment in the 1800's. It was a large oil painting on canvas that usually depicted epic events. The "Battle of Gettysburg" cyclorama is 359 feet long and 27 feet high and depicts the final day of battle on July 3, 1863. Some scenery such as grasses, shrubs, and cannons has been added around the base of the picture to give it a 3-D effect.Viewing the cyclorama is a multi-sensory experience. As the story is told, you are standing in the middle of the room completely surrounded by the painting. It literally feels as if you are in the middle of the action. You ponder the chaos of war around you -- burning homes, staggering horses, fallen soldiers. You hear cannons meet their mark and feel the booming vibrations in your feet and feel the thud in your chest. Bright flashes behind the painting direct your attention to a new hit. It is a sobering experience.
Scripture tells us that living a life of faith is to experience a spiritual battle. "Put on the full armor of God, that you may be able to stand firm against the schemes of the devil. For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the powers, against the world forces of this darkness, against the spiritual forces of wickedness in the heavenly places." (Eph. 6:11-12) We may endure harsh words that cut like a bayonette, or feel the searing strike of betrayal. Perhaps we struggle with fear or depression that feels like a dull and constant roar of chaos in the back of our minds -- seemingly ever-present and never-ending. Remember that Jesus endured harsh words and betrayal. He felt emotions like grief and anger. He endured the cross so that those who believe could have eternal life. He understands our pain. "In the days of His flesh, He offered up both prayers and supplications with loud crying and tears to the One able to save Him from death, and He was heard because of His piety. Although He was a Son, He learned obedience from the things which He suffered." (Heb. 5:7-8)
Throughout His life and ministry on earth, Jesus never lost His focus. He was here to do the will of His Father. We need to be accomplishing His will in our lives. "Therefore, since we have so great a cloud of witnesses surrounding us, let us also lay aside every encumbrance, and the sin which so easily entangles us, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of faith, who for the joy set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God." (Heb. 12:1-2) Come alongside those who are staggering and struggling on the battlefield of life and encourage them. Pray for them and with them. Remember that we are a witness for our Savior. We must teach our children what it means to be a soldier of Christ.
As the cyclorama presentation closed, the narrator read a quote by Union Colonel Joshua Lawrence Chamberlain that I found powerful and worthy of consideration:
"In great deeds, something abides. On great fields something stays. Forms change and pass; bodies disappear, but spirits linger, to consecrate the ground for the vision-place of souls. Generations that know us not and that we know not of, [are] heart-drawn to see where and by whom great things were suffered and done for them..."
Paul instructs Timothy to "pursue righteousness, godliness, faith, love, perseverance and gentleness. Fight the good fight of faith; take hold of the eternal life to which you were called..." (1 Tim. 6:11-12)
When future generations hear your life story, what will your legacy look like?
Will they see a life of faith and obedience?
Will they see Jesus?
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Gettysburg - Part I
My husband and I recently had the opportunity to visit Gettysburg National Military Park. Before touring the battlefield, we watched the movie in the Visitor's Center to get a brief reminder of this time in U.S. history. The country was embroiled in civil war. One of the main issues dealt with freedom of the slaves. The unity of the country hung in the balance. The film was narrated by Morgan Freeman, and near the end he said, "Freedom, like power, will always be contested."
This was a reminder to me that this is true for the spiritual life as well. We see in Isaiah 14:13-14 where Satan challenges God. "But you said in your heart, 'I will ascend to heaven; I will raise my throne above the stars of God, and I will sit on the mount of assembly in the recesses of the north, I will ascend above the heights of the clouds; I will make myself like the most High." God's response to this brazen statement is to cast him out of heaven. From the very beginning of time we see Satan asserting and inserting himself in situations where he can create confusion, cause doubt, grasp for power, and try to bind us up in the grip of sin. In the Garden of Eden, he creates doubt in Eve's mind about God's instructions and the consequences of eating from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil. She chooses to disobey God's instructions, sin enters the world, and humanity becomes enslaved to sin.
We must remember that we have freedom in Christ. Galatians 5:1 says, "It was for freedom that Christ set us free; therefore keep standing firm and do not be subject again to a yoke of slavery." Christ died and rose again so that we could be forgiven of our sins and live a life of freedom in Him. In verses 7-9, Paul says, "You were running well; who hindered you from obeying the truth? This persuasion did not come from Him who calls you. A little leaven leavens the whole lump of dough." Satan wants nothing more than to hinder and bind up the believer as we run the race for Christ. Sin, if left unchecked, can permeate throughout our lives spreading destruction and binding us up with pain and guilt. Sin is a hindrance to a life of freedom. In verse 13 Paul says, "For you were called to freedom, brethren; only do not turn your freedom into an opportunity for the flesh, but through love serve one another."
We should not be surprised by Satan's constant attacks on our freedom in Christ. Jesus tells us in John 10:10 that this is the enemy's very nature, and has been since the beginning of time. In this same verse, Jesus also tells us why He came, and what His desire is for His children...
"The thief comes only to steal, and kill, and destroy. I came that they might have life, and might have it abundantly." (John 10:10)
"Walk by the Spirit..." (Galatians 5:16)
"Press on toward the goal..." (Philippians 3:14)
"Walk in the newness of life." (Romans 6:4)
Be free
Run well
Live abundantly!
Sunday, November 6, 2011
One Thousand Gifts
(I started this list earlier this year, but haven't gotten around to posting these until now. It is my intention to post my list every Monday, so these first few weeks will be somewhat dated...)
1. My son's eyes pausing to look up and gaze at the night sky.
2. The smell of damp soil in the breeze.
3. Sunlit birch branches scratching a charcoal sky.
4. Pink cheeks flush with excitement.
5. Husband and daughter skating hand in hand.
6. Family game nights full of laughter.
7. Eyes twinkling with mischief...
8. A flock of swans resting on rippling waters.
9. Husband and son playing duets on the piano.
10. Quiet time with You.
11. A quiet meal alone.
12. Delicate pansies clothed in regal purple and vibrant yellow.
13. Bread fresh from the oven -- warm, soft, crusty.
14. Tastebuds.
15. Distant blue mountains, covered in patchwork snow blankets.
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Something Good!
We recently visited some friends this summer, and as we were sitting down to dinner one night, I overheard this conversation between my children and one of their daughters:
My son: “What’s for dinner?”
Their daughter: “Something good!”
My daughter: “What is it?”
Their daughter: “I don’t know.”
This struck me as a beautiful example of contentment and gratitude. Here was a child’s expression of thankfulness for the food that would be placed before her, before she even knew what it was. Her comments represent security in knowing that her parents faithfully provide for her needs, and she doesn’t even need all of the details to know that what they provide for her will be good.
As the world continues to careen out of control, I notice an increasing level of fear, even among believers. This sweet conversation between children reminded me of the need to have childlike faith. The apostle Paul mentions in Philippians 4:11 that he has learned to be content in whatever circumstances he finds himself. Paul knew who his Father was, and lived in complete reliance on His faithfulness and goodness. Later in that same chapter (v.19), he writes, “And my God shall supply all your needs according to His riches in glory in Christ Jesus.” We can trust in the faithfulness and goodness of God and live in contentment and security, knowing that He will supply all of our needs.
I recently read an excellent book on heaven, and my thoughts have been occupied with what it will be like. I can easily imagine having a similar exchange when we are seated at the marriage supper of the Lamb.
Fellow believer: “What’s for dinner?”
Me: “Something good!”
My son: “What’s for dinner?”
Their daughter: “Something good!”
My daughter: “What is it?”
Their daughter: “I don’t know.”
This struck me as a beautiful example of contentment and gratitude. Here was a child’s expression of thankfulness for the food that would be placed before her, before she even knew what it was. Her comments represent security in knowing that her parents faithfully provide for her needs, and she doesn’t even need all of the details to know that what they provide for her will be good.
As the world continues to careen out of control, I notice an increasing level of fear, even among believers. This sweet conversation between children reminded me of the need to have childlike faith. The apostle Paul mentions in Philippians 4:11 that he has learned to be content in whatever circumstances he finds himself. Paul knew who his Father was, and lived in complete reliance on His faithfulness and goodness. Later in that same chapter (v.19), he writes, “And my God shall supply all your needs according to His riches in glory in Christ Jesus.” We can trust in the faithfulness and goodness of God and live in contentment and security, knowing that He will supply all of our needs.
I recently read an excellent book on heaven, and my thoughts have been occupied with what it will be like. I can easily imagine having a similar exchange when we are seated at the marriage supper of the Lamb.
Fellow believer: “What’s for dinner?”
Me: “Something good!”
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Without Hesitation
During the last week of December, my mom forwarded an email to me from my uncle inviting all those in the family who were interested to join him in reading through the Bible this year. While I do not make new year's resolutions, this was something that I decided to add to my personal list of goals for 2011.
As I was reading along in Genesis 19, which is the story about two angels meeting with Lot in Sodom and encouraging him to leave the city prior to its imminent destruction, I read verse 16 which begins, "But he hesitated."
...and my eyes stopped their forward progress.
What an incredible statement. I believe that every word included in Scripture is there for a purpose (2 Tim. 3:16). Lot's hesitant response to the angels was significant enough to where it warranted a place in Scripture to be read for generations to follow.
I began to consider this statement. What makes me hesitate? For every reason that I came up with, the Holy Spirit instantly brought a verse to my mind to show me that there is never a need to hesitate when you place your faith in the Lord.
I hesitate when:
I am unsure of myself or have low self-confidence
"For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for calamity to give you a future and a hope." (Jeremiah 29:11)
"For I am confident of this very thing, that He who began a good work in you will perfect it until the day of Christ Jesus." (Philippians 1:6)
I am afraid or perceive danger
"Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil; for Thou art with me; They rod and Thy staff, they comfort me." (Psalm 23:4)
"Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Do not fear; you are of more value than many sparrows." (Luke 12:7)
I'm not sure which way to go (in terms of decision-making)
"Thy word is a lamp unto my feet and a light to my path." (Psalm 119:105)
"Lead me in Thy truth and teach me, For Thou art the God of my salvation; For Thee I wait all the day." (Psalm 25:5)
I want to cling to the "known" or what is comfortable
"Seek first His kingdom and His righteousness; and all these things shall be added to you. (Matthew 6:33)
"Set your mind on the things above, not on the things that are on earth." (Colossians 3:2)
The rest of Genesis 19:16 reads, "So the men seized his hand and the hand of his wife and the hands of his daughters, for the compassion of the Lord was upon him; and they brought him out, and put him outside the city."
Again...what an amazing and encouraging verse that shows the absolute mercy of our Lord! It shows me that the Lord does understand that we are frail human beings who struggle with our emotions and living a life of faith. "The Lord's lovingkindnesses indeed never cease, For His compassions never fail. They are new every morning; Great is Thy faithfulness." (Lamentations 3:22-23)
I was reminded again this week that I am forever safe in the arms of my gracious and compassionate Father. I am inspired anew to live my life "all out" for the Lord...
...without hesitation.
As I was reading along in Genesis 19, which is the story about two angels meeting with Lot in Sodom and encouraging him to leave the city prior to its imminent destruction, I read verse 16 which begins, "But he hesitated."
...and my eyes stopped their forward progress.
What an incredible statement. I believe that every word included in Scripture is there for a purpose (2 Tim. 3:16). Lot's hesitant response to the angels was significant enough to where it warranted a place in Scripture to be read for generations to follow.
I began to consider this statement. What makes me hesitate? For every reason that I came up with, the Holy Spirit instantly brought a verse to my mind to show me that there is never a need to hesitate when you place your faith in the Lord.
I hesitate when:
I am unsure of myself or have low self-confidence
"For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for calamity to give you a future and a hope." (Jeremiah 29:11)
"For I am confident of this very thing, that He who began a good work in you will perfect it until the day of Christ Jesus." (Philippians 1:6)
I am afraid or perceive danger
"Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil; for Thou art with me; They rod and Thy staff, they comfort me." (Psalm 23:4)
"Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Do not fear; you are of more value than many sparrows." (Luke 12:7)
I'm not sure which way to go (in terms of decision-making)
"Thy word is a lamp unto my feet and a light to my path." (Psalm 119:105)
"Lead me in Thy truth and teach me, For Thou art the God of my salvation; For Thee I wait all the day." (Psalm 25:5)
I want to cling to the "known" or what is comfortable
"Seek first His kingdom and His righteousness; and all these things shall be added to you. (Matthew 6:33)
"Set your mind on the things above, not on the things that are on earth." (Colossians 3:2)
The rest of Genesis 19:16 reads, "So the men seized his hand and the hand of his wife and the hands of his daughters, for the compassion of the Lord was upon him; and they brought him out, and put him outside the city."
Again...what an amazing and encouraging verse that shows the absolute mercy of our Lord! It shows me that the Lord does understand that we are frail human beings who struggle with our emotions and living a life of faith. "The Lord's lovingkindnesses indeed never cease, For His compassions never fail. They are new every morning; Great is Thy faithfulness." (Lamentations 3:22-23)
I was reminded again this week that I am forever safe in the arms of my gracious and compassionate Father. I am inspired anew to live my life "all out" for the Lord...
...without hesitation.
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