It’s one of our favorite family laughs. We were living in Las Cruces, New Mexico and had been teaching our girls a little bit about constellations: the big dipper, little dipper, the north star, and Orion’s belt. They had fun looking for them in the wide, clear desert sky at night. All three shared a bedroom and while out shopping one day we picked up a package of glow-in-the-dark stars to put up on their wall. I put them up while they were at school one day and arranged them into some of the constellations, hoping the girls would recognize them when the lights went out.
Bedtime rolled around and all three were tucked in. After we said our prayers, I asked, “Are you ready to see your stars?” Continue reading
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Not so scary
I watched “The Sixth Sense” for the first time, believe it or not, on Friday night. I’m becoming a fan of M. Night Shyamalan’s early movies. They’re so interesting and thought-provoking.
You know me, I tend to link up things I see with spiritual matters, looking for illustrations to real life from what I’ve watched on-screen. I don’t know if you’ve seen the movie but one of the biggest lessons one of the main characters learns is to not be terrified of ghosts (dead people) that he sees, even though many of them are pretty ghastly. They appear to him the way they were when they died or were killed so I don’t blame him for wanting to keep far away from them! Continue reading
To my friend, you know who you are
I don’t have any wise answers.
I don’t know what the outcome will be.
I do know how it feels like a surprise punch in the gut to receive bad news, or at least news we hoped would be different
I don’t plan on quoting lots of Scriptures to you.
I don’t plan on downplaying your emotions.
I do plan on standing with you and hopefully bolstering your strength.
Take my hand, we can even link arms like when we were kids and played Red Rover,
“Red rover, red rover, hey cancer come over
We’re ready for you
Me and my friend here
The one who’s not alone
In fact, if you look on the other side of her you’ll see some of our other friends linking up too, our line stretching and growing
In fact, if you look more closely you’ll see Jesus down there on the end. He’s our anchor.
You’ll have a hard time knocking us over or breaking through.
There’s too much love on our side, God-given peace and strength you can’t understand or explain. You might as well give up and go home.”
To the enemy, with the overwhelming love and tenacity building in my heart I almost feel I could take you on myself
To my friend, you know who you are
If you get tired or sad or afraid lean on me as I lean on Jesus.
Look! There’s hope ahead. Healing in ways only God can dream up and bestow. Love and faith, freedom from fear. Laughter and dare we say…joy.
Nothing, and I mean NOTHING, can tear you away from God’s fiercely faithful and loving embrace.
Rest in that truth tonight, my sweet friend. I asked God if every thought of you could be considered a prayer and He said “sure.”
I love you.
Shift
It’s happened before, numerous times actually. God shifts my gaze from myself and my so-called problems to Him. Unfortunately, I seem to gradually rotate back to my old way of thinking and often need Him to turn me around again and again, back where I see only Him.
Last weekend he turned me around by letting me see a special friend who is in the midst of her fight against cancer. I hadn’t seen her in person since her diagnosis and it moved me more than I expected. Though she has lost her hair and we both look older, in her beautiful eyes I still saw the real her. Love flooded through me and then shame for being so caught up and overwhelmed by my “problems.” Continue reading
Waaaaaa
I’m reading several books at once and that probably isn’t the best idea for my scatterbrain to retain something valuable from each one. I started reading “The Me I Want to Be” by John Ortberg (discussing as I progress through with a good friend of mine) and am still reading it. Then another good friend recommended “Shattered Dreams” by Larry Crabb which is also a really good book. Toss in my daily Bible reading and, slightly embarrassed to admit, another read through of Eclipse and there are lots of words tumbling around in my head.
I haven’t written for a few days, oddly enough because I felt at a loss for words. If I could just grab a hold of a few of the ones churning in my mind and put them into some kind of meaningful order to share with you. Continue reading
Pops
On Father’s Day, more than other days, I think of my dad and all He is and has been to me. I know there are many who don’t have dads at all or have dads that are detached from their lives or dads that hurt them in various ways. This makes me especially thankful for my daddy. I call Him Pops. Continue reading
I think God likes going to the zoo
Years ago during one of my brother’s visits we bought some modeling clay and, on the back porch, sitting at the fisher-price plastic picnic table, made little animals and creatures with my girls. It was a lot of fun. One reason being that the girls, who were really young at the time, were tickled with each little thing we made. My brother especially enjoyed making his little animals and dinosaurs detailed using toothpicks to draw smiles, poke pupils in eyes, add finishing touches. We must have played that way for a couple of hours, enjoying giggles and squishing the gooey colorful clay together. Continue reading
Good thing God has a big bank account
My friend, Cindy, told me about a book that I need to read called “His Needs, Her Needs” by Willard Harley. In it, the author uses the idea of bank accounts to describe relationships in this way: each positive interaction we have with someone is like a deposit in the love bank between us and that person. The more positive interactions, the higher the balance goes. Negative interactions are withdrawals, of course. The main point of this is that the higher the balance between you and someone else, the less noticeable damage a negative interaction will have.
My parents and I have “known each other” for 43 years. Their love bank account balance is huge as far as I’m concerned. If we have a negative encounter (can’t remember the last one of those), disagreement, or misunderstanding, it will barely ding the account and will be much easier to rebuild the balance afterward and keep it growing.
However, if I have a negative encounter with someone I’ve only talked with a few times, there’s a lot less balance to work with and the dip down from withdrawal will be a lot more obvious and painful. It’s even worse if it’s someone I’ve just met and they have no balance with me at all – Continue reading
Loving Mr. Johnson
I’d seen him working in his yard or heading to his truck, almost always dressed in camo, fishing rod in hand. He never smiled and barely looked up. I saw his wife even less often. A little reclusive, these neighbors of ours. They were obviously retired. We had moved in a few months ago and I was looking for an opportunity to say “hi” and extend a neighborly hand of friendship.
One afternoon I saw him out back. They lived right next door and he was repairing his fence that stood between our two backyards. I ventured outside, my doggy Sunny following me, and walked over to where he stood with his back to me, hammering away on the old planks of the fence. Continue reading
God is love
Having spent the weekend with a bunch of other pastors’ wives at a retreat, listening to Beth Moore study about God’s love and loving others, love was on my mind more than usual this week. I learned so much and got plenty of things to ponder out of watching the messages and talking with the other ladies.
One of the things Beth shared that stuck with me is that God’s love doesn’t change with His mood like ours does. Sometimes the love we show is based on an emotion or feeling, but God IS love. The love we feel and experience is an expression of who He is at the core, through and through. We only love because He loved us first. He cannot NOT love. What an awesome, mind-boggling thought! I will never fully understand it. I have been trying to unlearn for years the idea that I have to perform well for God to really love me and accept the notion that He just loves me. Why would he do that? Continue reading
