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lace up with joy

I am fascinated by ice skating. I have to tell you when I was a little girl, I don't know how many times after watching these beautiful women grace the ice floor, I too was skating through the house. If I am honest I will share I still grace my living room floor from time to time.
There is just something so beautiful and transparent about ice skating. Those who do so make it look so easy, just as if all you must do is put on the skates and glide out to the ice and there you have it!
I have tried to skate. As I put on those skates for the first time I thought,"Wow, this is going to be great!!" I am not sure what I was thinking really. I thought as I placed those skates on my feet I would just take off and spin. The tricks our imagination plays on us can at times get us hurt. I could not skate if my life depended on it. I fell flat on my face. I held on to the side and made my way around while others skated by me at least four or five times. It was indeed a sad show. But yo…

WHY IS GOD IGNORING ME? by Gary R. Habermas

When you pick up this book you will find that in our times of trouble, in our struggles and loss, where we often think God doesn't care, He is right there with us. We can feel alone and shut out when hard times hit. We can find ourselves praying and asking where God is. We often wonder why we cannot hear Him. As you read through the pages of Why Is God Ignoring Me, Gary Habermas helps us see clearly that God is there. He has not left us, in fact He is moving in ways that we can not see at times, He is working behind the scenes to bring things together. One part that stands out for me is this: "Although the bible does include many wonderful promises of deliverance and healing, it does not mean that as believers we will always be exempted from trouble, sickness, persecution, ministry opposition, worry and death." Another part that caught my eye was where he was sharing how those in third world countries see our vision of faith or lack of. As they are hurting, they have a …

the joys of purse shopping

As I was out with my mother the other day she took me shopping for a new purse. She too knows the joy of shopping for purses. Although our tastes are not the same, we have a great time choosing the one that fits us best.
My mom ended up giving me the gift of a new purse, and yes, its pink. Kind of a hot pink color, that just dazzles my joys even more. But this was not a quick purchase, this was one that took time.
See, my problem is I want to be one of those girls who carry one of the those tiny purses that only hold your keys. Really, that is just the first of my problems, because my phone would not even fit in one of those. So, you can imagine purse shopping with me. I go to the small purses, I take out the paper, the massive folds of paper they stuff in, and sit down, looking at mine carefully. As I look at my own purse, I am thinking, "This is possible, I can put all my stuff in there!" Um, no I cannot. I have even gone to trying to put my stuff in, only to then have to …

just keeping a journal

I love my mornings. I am able to write, to read, and to spend time with the Lord. I love it when I can turn on the Christian radio, and just take my time. It is not always like that, so on those mornings that it is its a sweet moment.
As I had gone through trials I learned to keep a journal. As I wrote each night before bed, I could share in words with my pen my deepest struggles and fears. As I wrote sometimes it was one sentence, one page or at times many more depending on what was going on in my heart.
I learned a long time ago not to write letters to others. My Pastor seems to find all the right moments to remind me of this when I am needing to speak to another, and I say with a smile, "Can't I just write a letter?" He was the one who showed me that even though my heart was on those pages, my deepest and truest feelings, others who received those letters could not sense my heart, my tone, and could often take the words in anger instead of the way I was hoping.
So I le…

wednesday night blessings

On Wednesday nights for the last twelve years I have been blessed to teach in Awana. It is a program at our church and many others around the country where little ones to teens come together to learn about Christ.
I have had the awesome pleasure of working with the youth for years, those junior high kids who are experiencing life in a scary way. Those kids filled my life with such great laughter and joy. I shared with them, they learned, and we had a ball getting to know one another as we grew in Jesus.
I now work with the Sparks, those through the kindergarten up the second grade. I have the kindergartners and first graders. They are just a delight to work with. There is not a Wednesday I come home without a smile on face. These little ones just light up a room with such life. They are not afraid just to be them, they laugh, oh, how they giggle. They have such pure hearts, and gentle souls. And many have wisdom beyond their years. Some come from very difficult situations, but when the…

at a stand still

Sitting in traffic is not fun. It can be down right irritating. As you sit there in traffic, you can see that you are just stuck, not moving at all, and look over and see the traffic on the other side of the highway moving at a great pace, not stopped at all.

Have you had one of those moments in life where everything seemed to stop? It is like life just came to a stand still. It feels as though your very breath has been taken away. Your wondering if you will ever move again. But as we are feeling this way, we can look out into the world and nothing else has stopped. Our pain is so very real, at times you want others to take notice. You simply feel as though when loss has come, that everything should stop right along with you at least for a moment, but it doesn't. Life keeps going around us.

As my parents are from the south, I learned as a little girl when a funeral was passing by you pulled over on the side of the road as they passed. In this way you were showing respect. I still …

inch by inch

It has been a long road for my mom and her vision. A long and fearful road of not knowing. A road of loss of vision and an unsteadiness in her movements now. She no longer can really do things on her own, liking shopping and walking long distance. She holds on to someone, and she has learned to ask for help. I know this has been hard for my mom. It has been hard for me watching her grow older.
Yesterday while sitting in the eye specialists office we chatted, we really had a enjoyable time together. It was one of our best days. I know my mom was fearful sitting waiting to see what her tests were going to show. But yesterday as I looked at her test results we saw healing. We saw her eye is getting better. We saw she has a long way to go, but she is getting there. Her eye has improved 40%, so she still has a good 60% to go, but inch by inch she is getting there.
Our lives are like too. Sitting and waiting, wondering what is next, hoping for the best. Although we may not be able to see, l…

am I showing Him in my life

I was recently invited to my high school reunion. That is something frightful for me. As others would love to go back in time to their teenage years, I would soon forget a lot of mine. So when I have an old friend reach out to me, telling me I am listed as "Unknown", I am thinking to myself, this a pretty good thing.

See, my thoughts on this was that I don't want to go back to that part of my life or those who were in my life at time. I thought to myself, "What would I say to these people now?" These are people, most of whom I do not even remember(there are reasons for that memory loss, of which I am saying I do not want to return to that life style).

For me to look back on that time in my life hurts. It is like I don't even remember that person I once was. And as God has changed me that is a good thing. But the problem with my thinking is, how are others going to know of my change and how it happened unless I show them? Those of the past remember me the wa…

changing

Change is a funny thing. Its like when your doing laundry and you check the pockets of your son's pants, and you find change. You might even find change under the cushion of the couch. Might look down while walking throughout the park and find yourself a shiny penny. Change comes when we are not looking for it.In life I have been seeking change in others. I have been waiting for change in others, but in the process God changed me. I was here looking for others to change and right here in the middle God changed the one who was seeking it for others. Isn't that how we are at times? We seem we are fit to know what others need to do, we can look at others lives and think they need to make some changes, but when the light comes on, that change we were seeking for others needed to begin with us. Change comes when we are not looking. God doesn't need my advice. He doesn't need me to try to do the changing in others. I have learned that when I have tried to do so, tried to sho…

KALEIDOSCOPE (seeing God's wit and wisdom in a whole new light) by Patsy Clairmont

You can not pick up a book from Patsy Clairmant and never cease to be amazed. The title says it all really. She uses the picture of a kaleidoscope, something that doesn't really look to interesting until you look inside to describe Proverbs. Patsy takes the book of Proverbs piece by piece and brings it to life before our eyes in the only way she can, through laughter, through tears, and through truth. She shares her stories, and how God's word can change us to look more like Him. In each chapter she has "Bits and pieces", in which she asks questions, and brings thought for us to ponder over the scripture we just shared. She also shares "Held to light", which is adding more scripture to help us grow in the word.She takes Proberbs and simply puts it in our face in a style only like Patsy's. I loved this little book, all thirty three tiny, but larger than life chapters just as she is. She had my attention from the very first chapter, and held it through th…

one of those "AHA" moments

Yesterday I was reading about Lazarus and God showed me something I had never thought about before. We can find the story of Lazarus in John chapter 11. He is the only gospel writer that shares this miracle.

In chapter 11:5 "Now Jesus loved Martha and her sister and Lazarus." So we know the deep love Jesus had for His friends. As we go into verse 6, it tells us, "So, when He heard that he was sick, He stayed two more days in the place where He was." So Jesus was far from where Lazarus was, but He knew, He prayed for His friend. Jesus knows our sufferings and is with us always. Into verse 7 it says,"Than after this He said t0 the disciples, Let us go to Judea again." This was dangerous for Jesus, for the people of Judea wanted to stone Jesus, so this would again put Him in harms way, but He was willing to go for His friend in which He loved. He did the same for you and I. He went the distance even though He knew the cost.

Now, to just move ahead to when Je…

YESTERDAY'S PROMISE by Linda Lee Chaikin

He fought to seek his fortune. Would he lose a greater treasure: the love he left behind? As the son of the squire of Grimston Way, aristocrat Rogan Chantry has fought hard to win his independence from Sir Julien Bley and the British South Africa Company. Now, his pursuit of a mysterious deposit of gold, marked on a map willed to him by his murdered uncle, Henry Chantry, is challenged by a new complication: the impending British colonization of South Africa. Can Sir Rogan find the gold in the midst of escalating tensions among the native tribesmen, the missionaries sent to win them, and the new colonists? Meanwhile, Evy Varley, the woman Rogan loves back in England, is headed for a brave yet dangerous confrontation with Henry’s killer–but at what price? With so much against Rogan and Evy, a reunion seems improbable, if not impossible. Can yesterday’s promise hold them faithful to the hope of future freedom and a victorious love?

Linda Lee Chaikin has written numerous best-selling and …

THE GOLDEN CROSS by Angela Elwell Hunt

THE HEIRS OF CAHIRA O’CONNOR SERIESBOOK TWO A line of women who would be warriors for truth“It is said that as Cahira, daughter of the great Irish king Rory O’Connor, lay dying of a wound from a Norman blade, she lifted her hand toward heaven and beseeched God that others would follow after her, bright stars who would break forth from the courses to which they are bound and restore right in this murderous world…” To Kathleen O’Connor, Cahira’s story is nothing more than a charming legend—until her research divulges that several of Cahira’s heirs did, indeed, leave the traditional roles of womanhood to fight for right. Stunned, Kathleen realizes she herself bears Cahira’s mark. Is Kathleen destined to continue the legacy in the twenty-first century? To discover how the histories of these women relate to her own future, Kathleen must delve deep into the past to learn the truth about The Heirs of Cahira O’Connor… Aidan O’Connor Aidan O’Connor was raised among pickpockets and prostitutes…

walking together

I have now changed the colors of my blog as you can see. I want it to reflect who I am. I want it to as we are walking together on a journey. I want it to inviting for everyone. My hope is that as that as we go through this journey together we can walk upon the stepping stones of life and count each one as a blessing. Even when we are trying to get to the other side it can be a challenge. God has placed stepping stones for us in our path to grow in wisdom and reflect on Him. As we step upon each one may we not hurry across, but take our time, enjoying the walk together. Now, I am a girl of pinks, I love flowers, but I don't think men want to come and visit a place where it appears so girly. I too love the browns, and the hues of the wooded areas. I love walking through the woods and hearing the sounds and stop stopping for a while to soak up all that God has given. As I share with you I pray you too will share with me, and we can grow and walk together. God has brought so many ble…

are you full?

Have you ever watched a squirrel closely? As I ate my french toast this morning, I watch one gathering and hunting. A squirrel stores up his food. He flits and hops from branch to branch, tree to tree in search of the very morsel that will be his treasure for the day. He has great hopes in finding it and doesn't appear to give up to easily. He can't. He knows his very life depends on gathering food for his survival.

Without his precious food he will not survive the harsh conditions. He keeps his eyes open for attack from every side. He stores his food in the deepest of places that he knows will sustain him through each season.

As I woke this morning, before eating my delicious french toast I filled my soul with God's word. I am learning the only way to have this joy that this little squirrel seems to carry is to prepare, to keep my eyes open against the evils of the world, and to dig into God's word, filling my heart with every word He has for me. As I hide God's wor…

ABIGAIL (The wives of King David book 2) by Eileen Smith

When I picked up the book of Abigail I could not put it down. Abigail's life begins with her marriage to Nabal. She had a dreaded fear for her life. This is not what she dreamed marriage to be. She seemed to have lost herself in this marriage and finds herself following David and his tribe. Abigail is brought to life right before our eyes and in our hearts. This story is powerful, thought provoking, and inviting. It carries with it details into her life and the ways of the time in which she lived. This book carries us back to ancient times, to life, death, betrayal and love. We can see deep into Abigail's heart as we walk with her through her journey. These rich visions of the past hold us throughout the whole book. I enjoyed reading Abigail. It gave me an even clearer picture of her and what she went through. It drew me in and grabbed my heart, as we women can relate to her so well. She went through many struggles and she finally captures love, but has she had to give to get …

ALASKAN QUEST SERIES book three (Whispers of Winter) by Tracie Peterson

As I finish up the third book "Whispers of Winter" I feel I have connected with the Alaskan people, and made friendships with the many characters as I have spent much time reading about their adventures and journeys. Leah's sweet friend Ayoona had died, but others remember her kindness and wisdom. Jayce and Jake are awaiting on an island to be saved after the ship had been motionless in ice. They return home to find the women they love had not given up on them. Hope remained alive for their return. Sweet friendship builds between Leah and Helaina. And the strong friendship between Jayce and Jake is even strengthened. Jake and Helaina marry, and they are blessed with a child, as too Jayce and Leah are blessed with a little girl they have named Karen, after the woman who raised Leah and Jake after the death of their mother. Karen's death was a devastating blow to her family and came unexpected. The story adds in the lives of Karen's children and the journey they mu…

He's calling, will you pick up?

So many times when I am busy I never pick up my phone. I let it ring and let the answering machine get it. I figure if its important they will call my cell, but then even at times I do not answer. But why do I seem to think my time is so valuable that I cannot answer my phone? What if that person on the other end really needs something? What if tragedy has happened? What if they just need to share, or even what if it is something that is going to bless me?

We seem to have become so involved in our own lives and in the moment of "Me" that we forget about all else. We hear that phone ringing as an annoyance, or even we feel obligatory to pick it up.

Is that how we are with God? What about when He is calling? Do we pick up immediately or do we let it ring for a while? Like a bill collector are we afraid of what He is going to say or ask for? Are we afraid He is going to ask us to go somewhere or to make another call to someone in need?

There are times at home when the radio is u…

did that make you blush?

I think most would call me old fashioned. I am sure my kids would. I remember blushing as a kid when someone would say something to me. Maybe even blushing when that first boy threw me a kiss. When I had seen something I knew my eyes shouldn't have seen I remember blushing. But what about today?

Being old fashioned I still believe a girl should never call a boy. I believe before a boy asks a girl out he should show respect and ask her father. Remember the phrase,"A blushing bride?" She was innocent to all around her. She had a sweetness that you could see in her eyes.

Children blush all the time. Their innocence shows in their actions. They are honest and pure. So what has happened in today that makes us so different? Why have we allowed things to come into our minds, our homes and our hearts that no longer make us blush when they should?

We watch movies and laugh at things that are wrong in so many ways. We hear jokes and even tell them that are wrong on so many levels. W…

ALASKAN QUEST SERIES book two (Under the Norhern Lights) by Tracie Peterson

Under the Northern Lights picks up right where book 2 leaves us. Leah Barringer is home now after marrying Jayce, but during their journey Chase, Jayce's twin brother had kidnapped Helaina at gunpoint. Now as Leah is home, Jayce and Jake are on a manhunt to find Chase and bring Helaina home to safety. There are many twists and turns already in the first chapters. As Leah comes into the house she thinks Jayce is there waiting for, confused because she thought he was out with the crew hunting for Chase. But she is excited to see him, thinking he changed his mind and decided to come home after her instead, but to her recognition now, she is standing before Chase. Chase had come into Last Chance Creek and tricked the others into believing him to be Jayce. He now captures Leah, and has her thinking he has also captured Jayce and Jake. He takes her further up north, and along their journey Leah is always trying to show him grace and in doing so she gets him to open up about his past and…