wind….

Another day. Another day of deciding what to do. I have a list… and on most days, I do follow that list. Otherwise I would be in my favorite leather chair watching Housewives reruns all day long. Hah!

It has been 8 months since I walked away from a job that I held for 10 years. A ministry. A passion. But circumstances changed and I knew that I knew that I knew….I could no longer work there. It changed from a ministry to “work”.  I spent months silently grieving my loss. My daily routine changed drastically. The people in my life changed drastically.  I found out who my true friends really were. Those who checked up on me (and still do). Those who wanted to continue to “do life together”…and do.  Those who have listened to me and heard my heart. I spent months not wanting to walk into a church building again. Such a dry season away from people who meant the most to me.

And in all of this time…I lost my passion. What’s next? Where do I go from here? Lord, show me…please!

John 3:8….the wind blows where it wishes, and you hear its sound, but you do not know where it comes from or where it goes. So it is with everyone who is born of the Spirit.”

I have to believe that God  has a plan for me…a good plan. He has promised that to me and I do believe it.  I still don’t know what that plan is. So I wait. I read His Word. I pray that He would saturate my soul with everything He has for me. I wait.

Like the wind, He is there. He surrounds me. He blows life into me. He cools me when I get too hot, LOL! And He surrounds me with his warmth when I most need it. He commands me to love Him with all my heart, soul and mind. He commands me to love others. He commands me to cling to Him and to serve Him. (Joshua 22: 5-6). He commands me to forgive.

Like the wind…He comes out of nowhere and blows life back into me…and into my days…and for now, I wait.  I wait in the hallway of life for that next door to open. That next season.I choose to believe that He is in my midst.  And I make the most of what I have been given today. My Redeemer. My family. My friends.

“Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make straight your paths.” Pro 3:5-6

So today…no matter where you are in this life, my prayer for you is that you would let the wind blow!!!  And that you would know that it is He. He’s all around. He doesn’t stop. He won’t leave. He loves. He protects. He forgives.

choices….

choose hopeSo….the second part of Deuteronomy 28 can be pretty brutal. Yesterday I shared about the blessings of obedience, today’s readings  speak of what happens when we are disobedient.

It’s brutal. It’s harsh. It should be scarey…and it is.  I have to remember these were OT times. But I also have to remember that even today, there is punishment for disobedience.

But in an earlier reading today, Psalm 47, I came upon the words….”He chose our inheritance for us…”

He chose. Me. My future. My hopes. My dreams. My desires. My spouse. My kids. My job. My talents. Me.

When I think of all the choices I have to make thru out the day…what time to get up, morning routines, what to wear, what to do. Sometimes, I don’t even have to think about making these choices. They just happen.

But I don’t believe that with God, things just happen. I believe He DOES have a purpose and a plan for all of us. And it is a good plan.

Now I know that not everyone believes. But my hope would be that at some point He would tug at your heart hard enough and put just the right people in your life…that you would know. You are chosen. You are a son or daughter of the King. His inheritance has been promised to you. And you have the choice whether to accept it or deny it.

I truly believe He is the King of all the earth…He reigns over all the nations…He is seated on the Throne…and He loves you and me.

Blessings to you this day. And may He be the God of hope that you cling to above all else.

 

obey and be blessed…

hooray its today

Today is another day. Another week. Another chance to get things right. Loved reading in Deuteronomy 28 today. Loved the words of affirmation and the reminder that I am loved. Just like I am. I am loved.

He wants to bless me. He wants to bless my hands. My feet. My words. My thoughts. Me.

And as I go farther on this journey with Him. I want to obey. I want to be blessed.

“The Lord your God will bless you in the land he is giving you.”

“The Lord will open the heavens, the storehouse of his bounty, to send rain on your land in season and to bless all the work of your hands.”

So, today Lord, bless me. Rain down on me. Shower me. Enfold me. Use me.

choose to love….

Joshua 23:11 “So be very careful to love the Lord your God.”

To love the Lord. To be careful doing it. To obey and follow and live a life worthy of Him. Making a choice. Making a decision. Following thru. It’s an ongoing process.

Don’t we do this in our everyday lives?  Deciding who we will love? Who we will like? How we will love? It’s our choice…right?  And how easy is it for us to discard a relationship because it’s not going our way or because we have been offended? Or because we don’t agree?

Some people are harder to love than others. Some people are harder to like. But we have to make the choice, that no matter what, we will love.  And once we love, we have to expect that there will be seasons of rejection or bad behavior. No one is perfect. Sometimes the ones closest to us, can be the hardest to love.  But remember, God loved us first. With all our faults. Blemishes. Bad behavior. Bad choices. Our times of unloveliness.  Our times of silence.  He is the perfect model of how we should love. How we should forgive.  How we should move on.

So I sit here today having been rejected in a pretty major but superficial relationship. Having been told I am not wanted any longer. I am not welcomed. My voice and my feelings are no longer of importance to this person.  Now, this is nothing new and seems to be cyclical in occurrences over the span of my adult lifetime.

But the rejection is still hard to handle. Because stuff like this is not supposed to happen.

Long ago, I made a decision, that no matter how hurtful this person was to me, both in actions and words. I would still find it in me to love her. Just like she is. I don’t always like her. But I love her. I honor her. Because of the love that the Lord has shown me over the years, I can find a place for her in my heart. It’s not always easy. But He makes it happen.

Psalm 41…” I know that you are pleased with me, for my enemy does not triumph over me. Because of my integrity you uphold me and set me in your presence forever.”

My prayer is that I would choose, daily, to love. To put all my faith and trust in Him and allow Him to nurture me and grow me as I walk thru painful times. I will be the better person in the end. To love unconditionally just as He loves me. He shows me mercy. He shows me grace. He shows me forgiveness. And most of all…He shows me love.

Praying for you all today. Praying that you too would choose to love, not matter what you are walking thru. Take care of your relationships and give them to the Lord. Cling to Him. Listen to Him. Obey Him. Be silent when needed and have the freedom to speak your heart out knowing that He DOES listen. He DOES hear. He DOES care.

Luke 10:27 “Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength and with all your mind; and love your neighbor as yourself.”

 

 

 

women….

mirror

Judges 4.  I love reading about the women in the Bible. Deborah, Lydia, Ruth, Esther, Mary….important women who had such a big role in history.

Leaders, encouragers, workers, nurturers, decision makers, mothers, sisters, lovers of the Lord, history makers.

Are we not like them? We can live simple, quiet lives and still have major impacts on others. We can live our lives out publicly, and impact others.

So how do we live? How do we serve? How do we love?

I want to be known as a lover of Christ. As a lover of my husband and children. As a friend who is consistent. As a friend who is forgiving and full of grace. As a mistake maker but also as a learner.

I want to be known for breathing in the love of Christ every time I inhale.  I want to be the bearer of good fruits, and to nourish and to edify. I want to stay on the path that has been set before me.

I want to be able to look in the mirror and see a reflection of not what is before me, but Who is within me.

I want to be thirsty and hungry.

Our names will never be written in the Bible that we read today…but oh, ladies…our names will be written in another book…and what will those words say about us?

sons and cell phones…

He is a law enforcement officer….a  Marine…a friend….a believer….a fiancee….a nephew…a cousin…a grandson….a son.

My son.

He is a good boy. A good man (he is 30). He did well in school, a product of our local public school system. Played in the band in middle school and high school. Worked at Publix  (local grocery store) while attending high school and before and after he joined the Marine Corp.  He served with the Marines and was deployed overseas twice. He went to college, while still working at Publix,  earned his degree in Criminology. He then applied and was accepted and attended our local police academy.

It took him several years to get a job at our local police department. But finally, he was hired and was given a job.

He works night shift.

As a mama, I thought the days and nights he spent in the Middle East with the Marines, were some of the most trying seconds in my life.  I constantly was in prayer for him. I coveted those few phone calls I got from him and carried my phone with me at all times.  I remember the time he called me while I was in a staff meeting at work. It was understood that I would take his calls…not matter what we were doing or working on.

We spoke for a few minutes, and there was an explosion and he said he had to go. Click.

My heart was racing. I was confused. I was lost. I was prayed over and so was he. He called me back a day later to explain.

So he survived his Marine Corp days and nights. And his mama survived too.  But now he is a cop. Working the night shift….and I have my phone with me at all times…again.

He is my precious son and I love him so much. He is serving his community. He wants to do good. He wants the laws of the land to be upheld and honored. And I walk in faith daily knowing that our God loves him more than I ever could and has put this path in front of him and will guide him and protect him.

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