It was a Christmas morning in the early 80’s. Together as a family, we were sitting around the tree as my mom opened a gift from my dad that he had wrapped himself. She pulled away the tissue paper and pulled out a sweater. It was the most beautiful sweater I had ever seen! This sweater was unlike any sweater before it. This sweater was a Christmas sweater. Covered with red dots and Christmas wreaths, it gathered at the waist and had the puffiest sleeves available at that time. Around the neckline was a red and white checkered bandana with a cream colored lace border that tied in a bow at the front. All I could think was, ‘Someday, I hope that I will wear that beautiful sweater!’ A few years later, my mom was going through her clothes, cleaning out her closet, and I saw the beautiful Christmas sweater in the give-away pile. My mom and I had both worn the sweater several times and she …
She Serves
She went to the river that Sabbath morning. It was the place where she connected, the place where she prayed, it was the place where she worshiped. Those who worshiped at the river were usually women, but this morning by the river, she noticed some men. You see, while Lydia was making her way to the river, God was orchestrating the steps of the apostle Paul to do the same. Their paths would cross in this place of worship and her life from here on out would never be the same. God’s Word tells us that Lydia was a God worshiper. She worshiped the One True God, the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob, but the Good News that God had come in the flesh in Jesus Christ had not yet come her way. As Lydia listened to Paul share the Truth, her heart was opened. She heard the Truth, she received the Truth, and Lydia was changed by the Truth that …
Be That Tree!
The mangrove tree makes its home on the shoreline of numerous countries in southeast Asia, particularly those closest to the equator. No one on a mission to landscape a home or beautify a city would request a gardener highlight this particular tree as part of his plan. An obscure tree that is not particularly attractive, the mangrove tree is not known for its beauty, the mangrove tree is known for its roots. The mangrove tree is not planted by the water on the shore, the mangrove tree is actually planted in the water by the shore. Between each tree, seen resting on top of the water’s surface is a tangled mess of what appears to be sticks and debris, twisted and entwined to the place where it’s difficult to decipher exactly where the mess begins or where it ends. This unattractive compilation of sticks and debris looks messy, neglected and unpurposed, but when you look a little deeper, you see the truth. What is …
Share Your Struggle
I am usually pretty good at packing a suitcase. This summer, however, it was a whole different story! For our 25thwedding anniversary, my husband and I went to Rhode Island to tour the old mansions and enjoy the tastes of the waterfront. We travel for food and we are not ashamed to say it! We arrived at our hotel, threw down our suitcases and headed out to explore the town. It wasn’t until we stopped back at our hotel that I realized I had done the unthinkable! When I unzipped my suitcase and opened it up, what I saw took me by surprise! Inside of my suitcase, there were NO clothes! There were no clothes in my suitcase! I clearly remembered getting my clothes together, I just never had that moment when I put them in the bag! I was on my 25thwedding anniversary trip and I had forgotten to pack my clothes! I stood silently staring into my empty bag, hoping …
Created to be filled
There’s a picture frame in my office on a shelf. I bought it a few months ago, and I am almost embarrassed to say, it’s never been filled. I had a plan when I purchased it. There was an empty space on the shelf that needed to be filled. So I ran to my favorite discount store, found a great frame that matched the office, brought it back and filled the space… …but that filling created a new space, a new empty space. The frame was empty, and now it needed to be filled. The Bible begins in Genesis with a chapter full of empty spaces. In fact, we find Genesis 1 stating that the earth was empty, so God started creating spaces in the emptiness…the skies, the seas, the land. God created empty spaces, and then He went to work to fill them. What God created, He filled…birds for the sky, fish for the sea, animals for the land. When …
I Cling to You
Many years ago when my daughter was in preschool, I attended a mom’s group with some girlfriends at a similar place in life. Our children would play together and participate in various activities while we studied The Word and prayed for one another. It was one of those rich circles of friendship God knit together as we encouraged each other to follow Him. Many of the women in the group thought that my girlfriend, Lori, and I looked a lot alike. We are both fair, have similar hairstyles. We have similar personalities and we get excited about the same things. The women in the group were not the only ones who thought Lori and I resembled one another. It quickly became apparent that her three year old son, Andrew, did too. When Andrew needed some comfort or a reassurance, like all three year olds, he would run to his mom, grab ahold of her leg and cling to her. His …
She is Strong
I heard the news that I was going to be a mom in a rather unconventional way. My husband and I were waiting to board a flight when we decided to call home to check the answering machine one last time. There was a new message waiting for us and when it hit my ears, it grabbed my heart. The adoption agency we were using to start our family had left a very short message. It simply said, ‘Please call us back. We have identified a baby girl for you.’ The call I had waited years to receive had finally come! It was the moment that changed my life forever. Because of the path I walked on my journey to motherhood, I love to read about women in the Bible who walked a similar path…Sarah, Hannah, Elizabeth, and Samson’s mom. Notice something different about Samson’s mom. We are not given her name. Samson’s nameless mom received the news that she …
Come Here and Listen
As women who seek to love the Lord our God with all of our heart, soul, mind and strength, hearing the still small voice of God through the written pages of His Word is something we crave. There comes a time in life when hearing anything other than His voice is no longer enough, a time when we long to be in His presence, when we need to come close and listen to His voice above all the distractions and chaos of life. In those moments, God calls us from where we are, to where we will be. For me, that moment was in the winter of 2011. We had recently moved into a new house and I was trying to establish a new routine. I know many of us have been there. Boxes, boxes and more boxes were piled up crying out to be emptied while at the same time my family was crying out for food, laundry and …
Gaze upon the Cross
Ever gone star gazing? I mean not just stepping out into the night and casually noticing the stars, but really intentionally star gazing. There is something extraordinary about the stars that turns our gaze up. Last month, I had the incredible opportunity to spend some time living on a sheep farm on the coast of New Zealand. During the day, we spent our time on shepherding excursions, but at night, when the sun went down and the stars came out…and so did we! Led by a professional New Zealand star gazer, we were taken to the pinnacle of a cliff on the coast and what a magnificent display of God’s creation we saw! Against the dark of night, millions, if not billions of stars were visible to the eye as our gaze was fixed up. Our guide pointed to the sky, naming constellations and connecting their stars with a very high powered laser pen. I watched, amazed, as I considered …
A Shaken House
Unshakeable: Not capable of being toppled or swayed, not given to trembling or falling down, not fit for wavering. Every day I see more and more evidence around me that while this life can shake us up, we can rest unshaken in the arms of Jesus. One of the women in the Bible that I have studied the least is Rahab, but the more I study her, the more I see a woman just like me, just like us. I guess I would prefer to be Esther, a princess, or maybe Ruth, a kindhearted woman who gives it all up to help another grieving woman and spends her time gleaning in the fields to meet her kinsman redeemer. Those stories, even with their hard times, sound like the woman I want to be or become. Their stories, though tough are ‘prettier’. But Rahab…we all know her occupation, her past, her story. Pretty sure I have never said I want to …