A life not his own

John the Baptist was Jesus’ cousin. A blood relative of Christ on his mother’s side, John, prepared the way for Christ proclaiming to the people, ” I am the voice of one calling in the desert, Make straight the way for the Lord.”  John’s most glorious words, spoken when Jesus was approaching him are one of my favorite spoken in Scripture, ” Look, the Lamb of God, who takes away the sins of the world!” The very one who had come to wash away John’s impurities of soul allowed this imperfect man the honor of facilitating Jesus’ obedience to the Father through baptism. Jesus speaks of John in the Gospel of Matthew, ” I tell you the truth: Among those born of women there has not risen anyone greater than John...

God hasn’t forgotten you

You…who believe that God has forgotten you, who feel so frustrated, lonely and overwhelmed.  God has not forgotten you. He isn’t angry at you. He isn’t trying to punish you. His love for you is the same as it is for me, the same as it is for the Billy Grahams of the world. God doesn’t play favorites. Maybe for a long time now, you think that the promises that Scripture speaks of…the encouragement that is thrown your way…is for everyone else. It’s for the good people, God’s favorite people, the chosen ones. Every word that speaks despair into your heart is a direct lie from an enemy who desires to keep you from knowing God, intimately. Every emotion that screams to you that God doesn’t really care is a lie. As...

A Famished Imagination?

The lives we lead often lead little to the imagination. We are bombarded with how we should think, how we should dress, what our homes should look like, what is the new and current trend, what is not…it comes from all directions – so much is created for us and put before us that we sometimes find our minds are tired. Our imaginations become famished and starved. We are too busy doing, planning, running, chasing what someone else tells us to chase. Our idols consume our thoughts. Our insatiable appetite to please and feed self absorbs the freedom to sit before God and ask, “What have YOU, for me?” Rather, we are often asking, “God can YOU do this for ME?” We have a plan and often it is one that the world has spoken to us, one...

When all is hurried and rushed around you

I get excited when I slide into bed and the sheets are crisp and clean. Always have, always will, love fresh bed linens. I get a little goofy when I find a piece of furniture that has just a marvelous  shape…no matter what color it is…I’m picturing something new and improved – which usually entails making it look aged with character.  A bag of peanut m&m’s will bring out the best in mood and worst in my sharing ability cause I will go to great lengths to hide and not share, with anyone. The opportunity to swim, alone, in a lap pool just about sends me over the edge (ha, I just realized the pun). Slipping a kayak into quiet waters is like, for me, the best time with God…just me, the paddle, the water and plenty of time to...

3 Valuable Lessons From Mom

Sixty-plus years of marriage is worth something when it comes to marriage wisdom. Although I could write a book (or two) about all I’ve learned from my parent’s marriage, I’m choosing these 3 major ones that I learned from my momma. At my father’s funeral last year, the way my father loved my mom was brought up a lot…and believe me, their grandkids and great-grandkids noticed that beautiful relationship- what a glorious example! R-E-S-P-E-C-T: I didn’t hear her bash him, discuss his weaknesses, tear him down or tear him up. If there was an issue going on between the two of them, she didn’t advertise it and she certainly didn’t share it with us kids. She was consistently showing him the kind of respect that made her...

Overwhelmed with defeat

Sometimes, you get overwhelmed, you feel far from truth, like your emotions are in control and they are bent on sending you over an emotional-melt-down-cliff. You know you are meant to be truth-centered, but sometimes, those “feelings” seem to take the wheel. It seems as if nothing makes sense and a lot seems out of control. For a moment, you feel like a complete failure. For a moment you feel utter defeat. The lies and whispers of the enemy dance in your head, only it maybe it isn’t the enemy…maybe its the truth…you don’t measure up, no one care, who do you think you are anyway… Take a deep breath. This is normal. Though for a moment it can seem as if all sense has left your brain and you feel like the biggest failure,...

When “I” show up – it can be rather yucky.

Ever been in the midst of a “happy” time only to find that your nasty self shows up? This weekend my guard was down, I was tired, I was preoccupied and I wasn’t the most Godly wife. I could blame it on the fact that my new grandson has sucked my brain out of my head (in a good way), or I could validate my words and actions by my lack of sleep. I could even explain it away with my spilling over plate(s) I’m currently juggling. Or, I could just tell the truth. I’m selfish, I got angry. Truth said. Why do we think its easier to justify, get all puffed up and point our fingers to some one else, anyone else, when in reality, it needs to land with a thump, right on our own chest. I’m not responsible for other people’s attitudes...

May friendship, encouragement and grace abound!