MAR'S MORNINGS

WHO CAN FIND A VIRTUOUS WOMAN?

2010-05-08T18:26:00.004-04:00

"Who can find a virtuous woman, for her price is far above rubies."
from Proverbs 31

She loved freely and lived her faith
Believed in others and saw the best in them
Was slow to criticize or assign blame
Went out of her way to praise and encourage
Taught her charges to respect others
Set the example of unselfishness and the joy in giving
Always pointed to prayer as the best solution
Had the gift of hospitality
Supported her husband - no matter what
Insisted upon punctuality and responsibility
Was never comfortable with gossip
Refused to entertain tattlers
She possessed a quiet, gentle spirit
Loved Jesus with all her heart
Walked with Him all her days.
She was and still is one of my most treasured blessings.
I miss her so much.

In memory of my mother, Edith Knight Wilson who died in 1994 along with my father in an automobile accident.

SISTERS

2010-04-20T13:52:00.004-04:00

My three girls are close. My sister and I are close. My girls' best friends are close and my sister's best friend is close. We are all close! We are all sisters in Christ. We love one another and fit like one big family. We fit so GOOD that we are daring to traipse off to the beach for the weekend together! We will be celebrating Julie's 40th birthday and we can hardly wait to get our toes in the sand.

Pedicures will be offered. Delicious meals and yummies will be shared and the funniest stories and the most outlandish fashions will abound. It will be fun.

We will be leaving our hubbies and kiddies and laundry and responsibilities behind, except that most important of responsibilities - to remember WHOSE we are and to represent HIM wherever we go and in whatever we do. After all - He is the author of LOVE and it all began with HIM.

Worship the Lord!

2010-04-16T16:05:00.009-04:00

Make a JOYFUL NOISE unto the Lord!

Enter into His gates with THANKSGIVING and into His courts with Praise!

Be thankful to Him and BLESS His name!

Get the message? And that is just a little from one of the Psalms. God's Word tells us that He wants to hear from His people! Can't you just visualize the gigantic choir in heaven? Can't you imagine how joyful and magnificent the music and sounds of praise will be there? And something tells me that it will not be meaningless music that sounds like a noisy gong or clanging symbols. It will be deeply meaningful and filled with the words of faith and truth and goodness and love and ALL that God is.

There is a time for quiet, pensive music and listening to such can bring us closer to the Lord. During worship services He must be our focus, not the mode of music. Everything we do in worship should be moving towards our focus on Him. When we are too focused on personalities and our preferences in preaching or music style, etc. we get all blurry and out of focus. Blessed is the congregation who has leaders who are consecrated to the task, organized, prepared, and focused on God. After all - it is about Him.

Recently we have been blessed to visit with family in several different churches and have appreciated the different styles of worship and music. Thank you, Lord, for all your servants who work hard to just be well tuned instruments in Your work.

Today We Plant Something

2010-04-02T10:01:00.002-04:00

Today is Good Friday and I always awaken a bit sad on this day. Been doing that since a young girl. When I first realized how Jesus was crucified and why, and how much more important that was than looking for the Easter bunny to come, Easter weekend became more significant. I remember one time asking my father why he was working in the garden on Good Friday, his day off. He told me "Today we plant something. It helps us think about the Lord." And then he became quiet. Later on I found out that my father in law had the same custom - planting something on Good Friday. So, my husband and I try to do the same. We are not good gardeners. He has not had the time.We dont have the lovely yards or overflowing gardens, but we have a few things planted. It is a sweet thing for me to see my husband roll up his sleeves and work in the dirt, knowing he is thinking what I am thinking.

It's Monday!

2010-03-01T10:00:00.004-05:00

"Teach us to number our days that we may gain a heart of wisdom." Psalm 90:12

Look at this beautiful, cold but sunny Monday morning! Every morning is like a gift, a lovely new day with fresh opportunities ahead, but a day that looks like this one is especially wonderful. And the promise of Spring is just around the corner. I love it.

There is this scripture displayed on my desk to help me stay focused on what is important and what priorities need to be established. I had to laugh this morning as I saw it and began to meditate upon it, for it recalled a funny comment made to my husband by a dear friend just the other day. She said: "Well, your days are numbered now." It was in reference to his interim position being nearly completed. We all laughed and realized how it sounded like he was about to step out onto the gangplank. The remark sent us all into laughter and helped us see things in perspective. And that is what we want in this life, isn't it? Perspective.

Jesus calls us to follow Him and trust Him to lead and direct and protect and provide, etc. He is faithful. He always has been. He always will be. It is exciting to close one chapter in our lives and return to regular work and playing catch up in that area, and to trust the Lord to use us just however and wherever He pleases. It is hard to wait and not know. But that's okay for now.

Meanwhile - there is laundry and car repairs, shopping, cleaning and planning for our month of working out of and R & R at the Lazy Monkey.

Passing the torch.........

2010-02-23T17:12:00.003-05:00

Passing the torch...........

"...that the truth of the gospel might continue...." Galatians 2

The conclusion of an interim period can be a time of sadness, relief and/or great expectation. We have enjoyed this past year and have grown to love the people. The challenge was great and we feel good about the sense of unity and love that surrounds our band of believers. We want to always be a part of this Body of Christ. We don't know what the Lord has ahead for us after a month of "catching up" and rest, but we pledge our prayers and love for our Church. We believe the Lord has called the new pastor specifically for this time and we have great expectations about how he leads us forward.

It's exciting for me to see a new pastor's wife, young and busy with 3 children - just as I was many years ago. I will do all I can to support, encourage and befriend this lovely young woman. How blessed the Church is to have this family come to lead us. It is a time for passing the torch along to the next runner in the race. It is a time to hold that torch high, feeling both humility at being a runner in this race, and feeling honor to pass it along.

Thank you, Lord.

"He hath made everything good in His time"

2010-02-15T17:38:00.006-05:00

Here are our little snowbunnies. Paisley is tasting her first snow. Abby is 100%

prepared and bundled up to go make a snowman. Carter is positioned for some

fast sledding and Hayleigh is about to boogie board down the driveway! These

are some fun loving grandkids the Lord has sent our way. It's wonderful to see

their smiling faces and know that He has them in the palm of His hand.

2010-02-06T21:31:00.003-05:00

Oh Lord, You are our Creator

You spoke the world into being

You created everything with purpose

You made seasons and colors and change

You sent the snow and the quiet

Thank you for stilling my soul.

2010-01-05T07:27:00.003-05:00

Behold, I make all things new

Rev. 21:5

It is the coolest thing to consider how God makes all things new. He can take the most wrinkled up, faded out, cast aside life - and make it new again. I love the way He gives us new beginnings. January always has a sense of challenge and fresh start with the thoughts of resolutions and plans and lists. We have good intentions and eager efforts to make our lives fruitful and pleasing. I have always been a list maker, but as I get older it is a necessity to keep lists to remind me of what I need to do. My calendars are needed to keep me from missing important things. Reading God's Word daily keeps me centered and offers encouragement for each day. When I get too much in a hurry to have that morning quiet time, later I feel the void and have to pause and reconnect. I'm thankful the Lord is patient and continually offers His grace and love in fresh supply.

For the new year ahead - it's exciting to think what the Lord has planned out for us. I realize sometimes that it isn't my job to plan everything, but to remain flexible and willing to serve as He beckons me to follow on the path ahead. Thank you, Lord for this new year and for being my Leader.

2009-12-19T13:19:00.004-05:00

Merry Christmas to any who
happen to come to my blog. These
little characters are what decorate
our tree this holiday season. We are
so thankful to God for our daughters
and their families. The children and
the grandchildren are each different
and delightful and we enjoy every
new stage in their lives.

We wish for all our friends and loved
ones the joy that comes with knowing
and following Jesus. We pray that you
are victorious in your journey in this
life and heaven bound. We thank you
for sharing your lives with us.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

2009-11-12T08:17:00.004-05:00

"Be still and know that I am God...." Psalm 46:10a

This morning the wind is strong and the rains are continuing here. A tree fell across our driveway. It is a blustery day. As I began my morning devotions, the Lord called out to me to be still and listen. I closed down my thoughts and plans of what to read, etc. I listened. The wind was steadily whirring and blowing and whistling through the trees in our backyard. The rain comes and goes in spurts, hitting the leaves, hitting our roof, and making splashy puddle sounds. I hear nothing but natural sounds this early. No cars or school buses or other sounds just yet. From my quiet place window I see many trees and the colors of the leaves are still magnificent, even though it is past the peak season for fall colors. In the morning light the leaves are beginning to fade yet they are rich, thoroughly washed, and beautiful. God made all this. Man has had nothing to do with all that I have experienced this morning. Being still and observing God's awesome creation leaves me feeling amazed and blessed.

In the stars His handiwork I see
On the wind He speaks with majesty
Tho He ruleth over land and sea,What is that to me?

Meeting this new day and knowing that my Creator will equip me to do what He wants me to do is a comforting thing.

"Rest in the Lord......" from Psalm 37

2009-11-08T09:26:00.006-05:00

Cough, cough, sputter, sputter......As Winnie the Pooh would say: "Oh bother!" How annoying to have a cold. The dripping nose, the sneezing spells, the headache and scratchy throat - and now the cough. Oh bother. Yet I am thankful it is not the flu that has taken me to my robe, slippers and recliner. Since I have asthma, I have to be a little more careful with pesky ole colds, but they generally come and run their course and I can put the Kleenex boxes away. The good thing is that I have learned to rest and drink hot teas and lemonades and read til a nap claims me. That is now that I am a grandma. When I was a young mother, I had to keep on going. I remember there just wasn't time for resting and taking it easy when there were 3 little ones and a busy hub (he doesn't like the name "hubby" because it rhymes with chubby and that is so humiliating). And then there were the days of working when I just couldn't miss work without causing someone else a burden. But these days it is perfectly legal for me to rest and recoup and I'm thankful for this phase of my life. It is a privilege to be able to say: "I feel like drifting off to sleep after I finish this chapter...." (And I think God understands that I'm staying home from Church today and keeping my germs to myself.)

"Bringing them up in the ways of the Lord...."

2009-10-05T07:13:00.003-04:00

Of all my treasures and things I hold closest to my heart, there is nothing that compares to the gift of seeing my children bringing up their children in the ways of the Lord. It touches me when I overhear my number one grandson gently reminding one of the younger ones to do what is right. He has learned how to behave and treat others and he makes it his job to share with those younger than he is. He is a strong young man and quite willing to help when asked and he is thoughtful of the feelings of others. I see the good genes being passed down from both his parents coupled with wisdom and humor and that makes a mighty fine mix. Peter Jones, you are one of my favorite people and I watch with pride at what a fine young man you are becoming.

I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made....Psalm 149:14

2009-09-22T16:42:00.005-04:00

I MADE IT! I pulled up and I am still standing. I might be wobbly, but I will get the hang of this. Enough of this crawling around on my knees and having to look up. This is much better. That is until I lose my balance and fall. But ya know what? I will not be discouraged. I will put one hand over the other and make my way back up to the top. I might be little, but I am determined. And ya know what else? I am fearfully and wonderfully made!

Paisley Elizabeth 8 months old

Those Little Gifts

2009-09-11T10:26:00.002-04:00

Recently I was asked what I got for my anniversary this year. I couldn't remember the gift this time, but I did remember a conversation that day which contained special reflections. That was the real gift. And often at Christmas or birthdays or Mother's Day there is emphasis on celebrating and gifts. It is always fun and I have to admit I am shamefully guilty of excitedly wanting to hurry right to the "opening the presents" time (even when it is someone else's special day). But as I grow older I realize the most treasured gifts are those stashed away in my "Rememory Bank." I love that expression which came from one of my grandchildren. She had asked me something and when I replied that I didn't remember, she said: "Grandma, I think your rememory is broke!" So now I try to place special things in my Rememory Bank. I tell those memories over and over to keep them securely in place. (Or at least that is my excuse for repeating myself.)

I have a feeling that God loves to give us the dearest little gifts in the tiniest little packages. At a song service at our Church recently, I had just finished playing the piano and headed to the pew where my daughter and her 7 month old were visiting. I was not feeling the best and as I slid into the pew and next to them, those little arms reached over and grabbed my face and suddenly I was "slathered" with quite a greeting. You do know that "slathered" is a combination of slobbered and lathered? Anyway, it was the sweetest thing and I really hated to get out my handkerchief and clean it away. I might not have played the best piano but I felt like the yummiest Grandma on the planet.

Yesterday my husband had a wonderful opportunity to meet an elderly saint and he came home telling me about him and the profound effect of their time together. He talked about him and the things the dear old gentleman had shared and how God used him to inspire and clarify some things that he needed to hear. My husband is a very busy man and had not planned for this encounter, yet we think God was surely in it. It was really amazing the impact of that meeting and I realized that this was one of those little gifts.

I wonder how many little gifts God sends us that we fail to recognize as being from Him. I should like to give Him credit and offer thanks for sending us the most wonderful things.

"Every good and every perfect gift is from above and cometh down from the Father of lights, who never changes." James 1:17

SEEMS LIKE YESTERDAY.............

2009-08-25T07:38:00.004-04:00

This tall strong young man is my nephew. It seems like only yesterday that we were taking a trip to welcome him into the world and into our family. As we traveled in the car, our girls were singing and making up a song about this little Christmas cousin. And it was sung to him and captured on tape, I think. It was so cute and he was such a fun little guy with a ready smile and sense of humor from the beginning. Hard to believe he is now off to college. I decided to make him a quilt for graduation - custom made just for him. I think he liked it. And off he went.

When students head off to college, it is wonderful adventure, but there are so many concerns in this world today. We are praying for our students as they continue to prepare for their futures. We are praying that they will keep their commitments to Christ and allow Him to guide them along the way. We are praying that along with the wonderful world of education and books and concepts and making new friends, there will also be a sense of "whose they are" and that they will begin to see just what and how God wants to use them ahead. I will continue to pray for that hedge of protection around this young man and my other family members and friends who are off to school. God bless them!

ANOTHER MONDAY!

2009-08-17T08:40:00.004-04:00

"Teach us to number our days that we may gain a heart of wisdom." Psalm 90:12

This morning began a little later than usual for me. I overslept a bit! Normally I am an early riser and my productivity is highest in the morning. It is interesting to be married to an opposite - one who builds up as the day progresses and is at his peak at the end of the day. It works for us except when I'm struggling to stay awake as he is sharing his most profound thoughts. Then I have to be understanding when he isnt able to focus as I am excitedly telling him of my plans for the day. "Uhmm Hmmm" is about all I get from this usually excellent communicater. Somehow it works for us as we grab moments here and there.

Wonder how God feels as we fail to focus on Him for one reason or another? I think that there is very little, if anything, that happens to us throughout the day in which He would not appreciate being involved. I love reading inspirational blogs where others find God in the smallest things and moments. It is most precious when a child makes a link to God from some small thing that occurs. "Mommy, do you think God knew I wanted a lonely puppy?" For sure, for CERTAIN, that has to warm the heart of our loving Father. And something makes me equally aware that He longs to hear from His children in all the happenings of their lives. I used to feel sorry that I wasnt disciplined enough in my prayer time. I still have to work at it, but now I've reached the conclusion that He likes me to pray throughout the day as well. Breathing prayers, talking to Him as I go about my work, sharing with Him the concerns of my heart - dont all have to be in the form of formalized prayers. Somehow I like knowing that Jesus knows me, really knows me and smiles and encourages and instructs and chastens me along the way.

One of my nephews was about 5 years old and had been scolded and sent to his room while I was visiting. I walked down the hall and just happen to overhear his little voice mumbling with a bit of a huff: "Now Jesus you know I'm TRYING to be good!" I had to hurry into another room to keep from laughing. It was so funny but also honest and innocent. He is now in college and I think he still prays, knowing that his God hears and knows.

This Monday morning I have a list that keeps going. I wont get it all done today, but together - my Lord and I will tackle what is most important. How could I ask for better than that?

Happy Birthday Honey!

2009-08-07T07:21:00.004-04:00

We have shared many years and many birthdays. With each additional year we realize how blessed we are. I certainly realize and appreciate this handsome guy that fascinated me long ago. We grew up in the same Church, had similar family backgrounds, and both wanted to go into ministry to serve the Lord. He drove a baby blue Thunderbird! He could debate in Training Union to beat the band. He was the intellectual voice of reason. We shared Sunday lunches with my parents and loved his mother's suppers of BLT sandwiches on Sunday nights after Church. He patiently taught me to play pool. We had so much fun. We married, entered ministry, and raised three precious little girls. God has used him in many ways through the years. He has worn many different hats. Probably his favorite hat is the one that says "Grandpa." I love this man and thank the Lord for letting him be mine.

Home - A Place to Serve

2009-07-20T12:41:00.004-04:00

How wonderful it is this Monday morning to thank the Lord for answering our prayers. He has confirmed that we are to serve Him and the people of a dear church in our town. My husband is now the interim pastor and we are excited. It has been feeling as if this was going to happen. They have music ministry needs where I can fit in. They have been so appreciative and responsive to my husband's supplying off and on for some time. He has been supplying around for awhile now and we have been feeling as if we need to "settle down." No matter how long the interim period is, it will be so good to be "home" and serve as needed. I'm thankful and grateful to God for His leading and to those who have prayed.

FREEDOM

2009-07-04T07:22:00.004-04:00

Only a few minutes and thoughts to share. We have seen sadness this week. A dear friend's husband was told he had aggressive cancer and then he died within just a few days. A pastor's wife lost her brother and his wife in an automobile accident. Another friend's adult son is dying after a long, long struggle. All within our former church, that we still love. Sadness.

Yet, there is this thing called freedom we celebrate and think about today. I realize the freedom of these United States of America was a battle fought with courage and sacrifice. For that I am thankful. Yet when I think of freedom, most of all I think of the freedom that Jesus offers to ALL who will receive, no matter who they are or where they abide. He offers freedom from sin. He offers freedom from the law which is hard to totally obey. And through His grace we are set free. He has taken it all upon Himself for us. How wonderful! How magnificent! Like the words from the song: "My chains are gone! I've been set free!" Now THAT is the freedom that means the most to me today. Thank God for our land and country, but it is sadly not the godly place that it should be. And the fireworks that will come at the end of all the ungodliness will not be enjoyed.

But that marvelous, amazing grace and love that Jesus brought us - THAT freedom from sin and hope for eternal life............now THAT is a freedom to humbly accept and celebrate! Yeah, it is.

Blessings Unexpected

2009-06-24T10:52:00.004-04:00

How nice to receive an unexpected blessing from a friend (Alice, at "From the Heart" blog) who appreciates something you have done! I keep this little journal/blog as an outlet for my love for writing, a reminder of goals and tasks, and to honor the Lord I try to serve. It is so wonderful and warms my heart when others are encouraged or inspired in some way by something that might be found here. As a mother and grandmother and aunt and sister and friend - I'm just another of many women who want to obey God in praying for, lifting up, and sharing the good news of Jesus to all near and dear. And then of course there are the others - neighbors, strangers, friends who haven't realized YET the importance of letting God into their lives - a big responsibility, isn't it? These blogs are really good tools for sharing the honesty of being a Christian woman in these times. It is not easy. Life has its challenges, but we are promised the power of an amazing Savior to carry us through.

Starting Anew

2009-06-15T10:53:00.002-04:00

It's Monday morning again. Another opportunity for me to begin new lists, new goals for the week ahead, and a new commitment in my faith. Some might say that I should not need a new commitment, but each day is a new commitment for me. This morning's quiet time was spent thanking the Lord for the freshness of a summer morning and the new and old tasks awaiting me. The challenge of exercising and healthy dieting and being a good role model for those who look to me - all are really hard things. None of these things come as easy as I would like. But the good news is that God promises to equip us with the tools we need to follow and serve Him.
And when I get serious and trust and obey the One I claim as Saviour, then I can count on His faithfulness to help me be what He wants me to be.

And that reminds me of a song that my children used to sing:

I just want to be
What You want me to be
And I'll be
What You want me to be
Lord, oh help me see
What Your will is for me
And I'll be
What You want me to be.

And on it goes. I cant recall all the words or even the correct title. But I loved that song when my little girls were singing it and it has come to mind many times through the years. It shows complete faith. Kind of like the Scripture:

"I can do all things through Christ, who strengthens me." Phil 4:13

And that's how it is. I realize how totally dependent I must be on the Lord. And that's a good thing.

Cousins and Chuckles and Memories

2009-06-09T21:14:00.004-04:00

Two talented little girls. Hayleigh loves sports and excels in every sport she is involved in. Sarah loves to sing and play the piano. Talented, precious little girls. Cousins that are as different as can be, but they are the closest of cousins and love time together.

As I get older, my loved ones get dearer and dearer. It's kind of funny. Although lately I cant say my memory is the best, it is amazing how clear old memories are of times spent with family and loved ones years ago. Visiting cousins, shopping with aunts, standing still for Mother as she marked the hem for a dress, playing some serious softball with my sister, seeing my baby brother's first steps, playing the piano and singing with Grandmother - wonderful memories and as clear and dear as ever!

I get a real kick out of seeing my grandchildren growing close to each other. Seeing a daughter love her nieces and nephews as much as she loves her own. Hearing my husband chuckling over antics of the children and smiling from ear to ear.......what a good life this has been.

I have a feeling that God blesses us with the simple things in life like cousins and chuckles and memories that stay put.

Thank you, Lord.

2009-05-23T14:21:00.004-04:00

"A merry heart worketh well like a medicine." Proverbs 17:22

Look at this little band "of merry hearts." They just have happiness and joy all over the place. I know I am partial to them, for they are my grandkiddos, but they really are a merry little band. It is such fun to see them grow and mature and go through their different stages. This picture is not the latest one, but it really shows what fun they have together.

We had the privilege of keeping them for the past few days while their parents went to a homeschooling conference. Grandma stayed busy cooking and keeping things going. Grandpa had lots of input and teased and provided surprises and treats here and there. They had a blast outside on the zip line that stretches across our yard and takes them squealing through the woods. It was fascinating to see how they each planned strategies and new ideas for fun.

From time to time I am guilty of becoming a bit down for one reason or another. Usually it is because I am WAITING on something. Patience has never been perfected within this ole gal. When I am waiting on the Lord to open a door, close a door, or create within me a desire for some area of service or purpose, it is hard to just wait on Him. And that is an area of trusting, isn't it? Well, nothing like a big dose of "merry hearts" to help me focus on the joy of what is before me right now and not on what is yet unknown.

Lord, thank you for TODAY and for my "merry hearts" who come to share their grins and giggles from time to time.......

"Once there was a garden fair...."

2009-05-15T07:52:00.004-04:00

Once there was a garden fair
Far away - across the sea
Something wonderful and great
Happened there for you and me.
Alleluia Alleluia!

You probably thought I was going to write about my bountiful garden that is lush and green and promising wonderful things soon. Something like Plant Lady might be producing. Not exactly. Yes, I have a garden outside. It is modest, but it is looking green and ALIVE and I'm trying to keep it going. I do NOT have a green thumb, but I'm hopeful about tomatoes, squash, onions and zucchini gracing our table this summer.

This morning I awoke with that little song above on my lips and mind. It was a song we taught our girls in the Primary Choir back in the early 1980's. My middle daughter, Laurie, sang part of it as a solo. I can still hear that little voice back in my "rememory." Today I can hear it all over again as her little daughter, Sarah, sings and is loving her voice lessons with "Ms. Dorothy." What a blessing.

Back to the garden. When I picture Jesus in the Garden of Gethsemane, praying to follow His Father's will, praying for strength to go to the cross, how I wish I could have heard His words. What a lesson in prayer! Sometimes I think my own prayer time falls short. Yes, some days it is wonderfully refreshing and long enough to accomplish something - a breakthrough. But sadly, some days - even first thing in the morning - I allow the tasks of the day to divert me and I yield to the rushing to complete my prayer time. And that is sad. It was in the Garden that Jesus set the wonderful example for His disciples. He humbled Himself to obedience and total, loving surrender to complete the task of salvation's plan. If Jesus, God's own Son, needed to enter into a season of prayer and linger until it was completed, surely I should follow suit. Lord, help me to stay in the garden of prayer a little longer.....actually a lot longer.

2009-05-04T10:21:00.008-04:00

FRUIT

Somewhere in my life I recall the statement "We are not suppose to be fruit inspectors." That was made in reference to Christians not being critical and judgemental with each other and accusing others of lacking the fruits of the Spirit. That statement made an impression on me. But this morning, as I was enjoying my quiet time, the importance of the Fruit of the Spirit became once again strong within me. And I realized that I should be more concerned with what kinds of emotions and reactions are shown in how obedient I am to the Lord and how I interact with others. I know the Holy Spirit provides these fruit to those who are filled with Him. But how much do I allow Him to fill me? How often do I react towards others with:

LOVE JOY PEACE PATIENCE KINDNESS GOODNESS
FAITHFULNESS GENTLENESS SELF CONTROL

Are these things seasoning my life? It was good to go over these, even reciting them over and over, praying that the Lord would fill me anew and remind me of just whose I am. And then I can live and feel and interact with others the way He would. After all, that is my goal. And Mondays are those days that I start with all my lists and goals and stuff. So THIS DAY I will stop and think and pray and be thankful for the fruit that the Holy Spirit provides, and that my life will be seasoned up a bit more. And that's got to be a really good thing.

In quietness and confidence shall be your strength

2009-04-27T09:24:00.003-04:00

This morning I got a sad call from our youngest daughter, Hollie. She lost the baby yesterday. It is one of those hard places. It is one of those times when we need quiet and peace and time to absorb and process and heal. Jim took the day off and took the children to school and will be taking Hollie to the doctor first thing this morning. It is a deep disappointment and hurtful time.

I had just returned from a visit with her this past week and have been concerned that she was not feeling very well and inspight of her typical making the best of things and not complaining, it was still obvious that she just was not up to par or like she had been with the other two pregnancies. Yet..........I had no idea that she was about to miscarry. I certainly wish I had stayed just a couple more days. But ya know, God is in charge. He loves her and her family even more than I do. I have been trusting Him with my girls and their families for many years and He has always been there for me and for them. He will take her through this hard time. We, as family, will all be ready and reaching out to her with love as she needs us. But most of all I can say with confidence - the Lord will bring peace and healing to her heart.

EASTER MONDAY

2009-04-13T07:13:00.004-04:00

LIFE!

Life with joy and hope and purpose!

Life with grace and mercy FREE!

Jesus offers for the taking

"Come! Accept! Follow me!"

Leave it all and dont look back

All the sin and selfish pride

Take the journey offered freely.

Let Him be the constant Guide.

He is life and love and peace

Precious Savior, faithful friend

And He gives that new beginning

Life with Him that knows no end.

Speaking of Sisters..........

2009-03-14T13:18:00.002-04:00

Rain, rain, and more rain. It is dreary, damp and the rain drops keep on keeping on this Saturday morning. As I sit at my devotion window and look out at the puddling back yard, I look forward to Spring. The beauty I have enjoyed of the winter bare branched trees is not as lovely as it was. Spring will be so welcome and so lovely. It will come, won't it?

But then as I was trying to get into a thankful attitude within my prayers and conversation with the Father, the raindrops began to kind of speak to me. One after another. Sometimes I have to will myself to remember the blessings and once I get started it is like the rain - going on and on.

I began to think of sisters. Janet is my only birth sister and she is a treasure beyond compare. My brothers wife, Beth is also my sister in Christ and I have grown to love and appreciate and respect her. But then there are all the other sisters the Lord has blessed me with in this life. I have cousins as close as sisters - cousins in law as close as sisters. Through the years it seems there has come one after another close friend that has become dear to me. Each relationship has been directly related to our love for the Lord Jesus. It seems He brought us together in His own perfect time. We could hold up one another during challenging times, enjoy the different stages of our lives together like learning to be good wives, new mothers, survivors of our teenager's years, empty nesters, becoming grandparents, dealing with menopause and the loss of parents. We went through these things together - my sisters and I.

What a giant blessing these ladies have been to me. Some people are blessed to have one good friend in their life. And that is wonderful. Moving around as we have, the Lord has known I needed bunches because He certainly has sent several really special ones. And I am eternally grateful for each one. Some have been younger than I. Some have been older. Some have been dignified and refined. Some have been informal and free spirits. All have taught me something, added something to enrich my life. All have shared a faith in the One who made us and whom we aim to serve. Thank you, Lord - for all my sisters and please bless them today and always.

Just wanted to share this

2009-03-04T17:13:00.004-05:00

BEAUTIFUL CHRISTIAN SISTER

By Maya Angelou

"A woman's heart should be so hidden in Christ,
That a man should have to seek Him first to find her"

When I say... "I am a Christian" I'm not shouting "I'm clean living," I'm whispering "I was lost, Now I'm found and forgiven."

When I say... "I am a Christian" I don't speak of this with pride. I'm confessing that I stumble and need Christ to be my guide.

When I say... "I am a Christian" I'm not trying to be strong. I'm professing that I'm weak and need His strength to carry on.

When I say.. "I am a Christian" I'm not bragging of success. I'm admitting I have failed and need God to clean my mess.

When I say... "I am a Christian" I'm not claiming to be perfect, My flaws are far too visible, but God believes I am worth it.

When I say... "I am a Christian" I still feel the sting of pain... I have my share of heartaches, so I call upon His name.

When I say... "I am a Christian" I'm not holier than thou, I'm just a simple sinner who received God's good grace, somehow!

TRAVELING ON

2009-02-11T09:07:00.002-05:00

You have probably heard that gospel song "I Feel Like Travelin On" and recall that it speaks of Heaven. Well, I do love to think about what it might be like there and how glorious and wonderful it will be to see Jesus. I love to think about my Heavenly Father and being able to be in His presence and be able to worship in perfection. Now that will be wonderful. And I do like to think of seeing my parents and other loved ones again and sharing in the joy of love that is founded in the Lord alone. It will be wonderful. Someday.

For today, I feel like travelin on with my husband. He will be traveling east and invited me to come along and let us take a long weekend away. He will be working and I will be waiting for awhile, but then we will enjoy some quiet time at the ocean. The past few days have been a bit disappointing for us in several respects. Disillusionment with people or even with thinking we knew what God had planned for us to be doing is hard. Things do not always work out and people will definitely disappoint. It is hard to keep one's joy when goals are not met and plans are unplanned. So, what do we do? We take a big breath, draw closer to the One who promises to be with us and guide us, and accept the little joys each day have to offer.

Today a little joy is kissing my newest grandbaby and daughter goodbye for a few days, stopping by and delivering valentines to more sweet grandchildren and giving a piano lesson, and accepting the invitation of a loving husband to come travel for a few days with him. I like it. I feel like travelin on......

SNUGGLE BUGS

2009-02-02T08:34:00.007-05:00

Well, here is my sleeping daughter and the little one week old person who has an entire family at her beck and call. She has completely rearranged and restructured her very organized and structured parents' lives. And they dont mind one single bit. (Mommy has to grab a nap whenever she can - even sitting straight up in a chair). It's a time of adjustments, but a happy time. I know all you who love babies can appreciate the concept of the "snuggle bug." It is the coolest thing ever to have a little baby snuggle up close to you and be so relaxed and at peace and trusting. I just love it when it is my turn to have that little bug snuggle up to me. And it makes me think of how we are as children to our Heavenly Father. There are times when we just need to snuggle in, rest up close to, and totally accept His peace. There is nothing quite like it. Knowing He is in charge, understands, will feed and lead us, and just loves us to pieces. Yep, we can learn a lot from tiny little "snuggle bugs."

"Back in the day..."

2009-01-25T09:49:00.002-05:00

Have you heard or used that phrase?
"Back in the day when life was more simple ...."
"Back in the day when I was young ...."
"Back in the day when respect was shown for ...."
"Back in the day when money was REALLY hard to come by ...."

My sister and I laughingly just cut it short and say "Back in the day" and we both know we are thinking back to our earlier days and probably nobody really wants to hear it, but we know. Yes, we know that things were different back then. And regrettably we have to admit that SOME things might have been a bit better back then. Certainly not all things, for we have learned and progressed along the way. But we well remember how things "use to be."

Sometimes I think about how life was different back in the day when Jesus was on earth and the disciples were going about their work. It must have been wonderful to be right there with Him and see Him and be in His Presence. It reminds me of a children's songs I used to teach the children:

I think when I read that sweet story of old
When Jesus was here among men.
How He called His little children as lambs to His fold
I should like to have been with them then.

I should like to have been with them then.
I should like to have been with them then.
How He called His little children as lambs to His fold
I should like to have been with Him then.

We probably shouldn't live in the past, generally speaking. But for sure we should cling to the things that never change - like God's unfailing love and desire to walk with us through each day. And we can surely look forward to the day when we shall see the Lord, our loved ones, and dwell with Him forever and ever and ever and ever......Kind of neat, isn't it?

Paisley Elizabeth and Grandma

2009-01-19T07:41:00.003-05:00

Praise the Lord our little princess has arrived safely and all is well! Only God knows the great joy in this mother's heart to finally see our first daughter have the great blessing of a child. We are so thankful that Julie made it through with her favorite Scripture: "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me." She was a trooper!

Our family has teased Julie and Bill that they look like brother and sister instead of a married couple. Even their baby pictures are remarkably similar. So we are not surprised to see little Paisley looking exactly like BOTH of them! "Aunt Laurie" took this picture at the hospital. Hard not to grin with thanksgiving and pride!

2009-01-13T10:47:00.003-05:00

FOLLOW FOLLOW, I WOULD FOLLOW JESUS
ANYWHERE, EVERYWHERE
I WOULD FOLLOW HIM
FOLLOW, FOLLOW, I WOULD FOLLOW JESUS
ANYWHERE HE LEADS ME I WOULD FOLLOW HIM

That chorus to an old, well known hymn has been ringing in my mind this morning. Today is my birthday. I am three score and one years old. Sounds old. Feels old some days. But this morning I am feeling young and eager for this new day, for this new year and for whatever God has in store for me, His servant. I do want to follow Him, obeying and serving where He would lead. We are still in this "in between" phase of our lives. We aren't sure just what to do next, except for one thing. Of this I am sure - that FAITH in the One who made me, loves me, forgave me, saved me - is the one thing I must have. Faith in the Lord to lead and guide in His own good time is something I can absolutely count on. And that is what pleases Him. For that I am eternally grateful. It is going to be the most exciting year. Any day now we expect to be welcoming into our family a little baby girl. This year we will continue to watch with great pride and joy the lives of each of our daughters and sons-in-love who have contributed to our many wrinkles, and our delightful grandchildren who have given our eyes their twinkles. I feel so blessed and thankful. Its a wonderful new day......

Resolutions and Such......

2009-01-05T18:53:00.002-05:00

It is hard to believe that 2009 is here already. The first part of this year is so exciting for our family as we look forward to the birth of Julie's baby in just a week or so. She and Bill have prepared for this little baby girl to make her entrance into our world. She has a lovely nursery awaiting her with tiny pink and green things everywhere. The little clothes are neatly folded and stored. There are soft toys all set to entertain her. They are ready for this baby. They want to be good parents - a tender mother and a strong father. Their home is a Christian home and their Church Family is eagerly awaiting the birth of little "Paisley." All the family is eager, especially the cousins who can hardly wait to see what she will look like. Grandparents are trying to be calm. It's a wonderful time.

But this is also New Years Resolutions time. Once again I am facing the goals I set for myself last year and checking to see how I have measured up. Some goals have been attained. Some have not. It is comforting to know that God is patient and never fails. I may fail, but He never fails. He will continue to listen to my pleas and promises and He will comfort my heart and stir me forward towards better choices. I'm so thankful I have a loving Heavenly Father who has laid out His ways for me to follow, yet who is understanding and forgiving when I fail Him. It makes me want to walk in obedience and joy and peace and all those good things the Holy Spirit gives those who allow Him to fill their lives. Let this be our best year ever!

THREE CHRISTMAS ANGELS

2008-12-28T19:01:00.002-05:00

Hayleigh - Abigail - Sarah

Christmas has been lovely this year. From the quiet mornings of prayerful celebration of that humble manger scene and all it began - to the Church services - to the gathering of family and friends - such a season of love and joy. It is always wonderful to see the enthusiasm of the "cousins" as they get to be together for a few days. Laughter fills the house. This year the 3 youngest granddaughters decided to have their Christmas dresses match. (The oldest 2 and the youngest grandson were not so keen in dressing alike.) I got such a kick out of these 3 little angels. They are so loving and cute. I hope they remain close in the future. We have shared a lot about the past and the dear memories with loved ones. We have once again pondered whether the celebrations and commotion that surrounds us would really please the Lord Jesus. Now we are about to close out another year and begin anew. I need that new beginning - a time of resolutions and commitments. I pray that God will help me to be faithful in following His will. And to any who might read this blog, I wish for you peace and love and joy in the coming year.

2008-12-15T09:31:00.002-05:00

How wonderful to be in Church yesterday and enjoy worshipping the Lord. We visited in a local Church and were blessed with a lovely Christmas cantata "Emmanuel" arranged by Russell Mauldin. The choir was very small and mostly older members and they had obviously worked hard and enjoyed their contribution to the worship experience. It just felt so good to be in Church with my husband and visiting sister. The sanctuary was beautifully decorated. It would have been complete if we could have seen a little manger to focus on as we listened to the words: "Oh come let us adore Him, Christ the Lord." He was surely precious as a little baby in such humble conditions. And He was precious as He willingly gave His life for sinful man. It was good to focus on Him in adoration. But then I have thought about the words to that Christmas carol and what it means to adore the Lord. We should be constantly and regularly and wholeheartedly adoring the Lord Jesus. He is our Christ, our Redeemer, our Peace. I want Him to be King of my life and Lord of all that I am. So, I do come to worship and adore Him this Monday morning. I do yield my life to Him afresh and anew and depend on Him to lead and guide, for that is the only way I can really show my love and adoration for Jesus Christ, the Lord.

SIX AND COUNTING......

2008-12-06T09:04:00.004-05:00

My goodness! How they have grown! This picture was taken 5 years ago. Hannah was still a little girl. Peter was a big boy. Sarah and Hayleigh were still toddlers and Abby was a baby and Carter was our brand new Christmas infant. It is amazing to me to look at this picture and see the differences in today. Our Hannah is a teenager, quiet and thoughtful and trying to discover and formulate her life's goals. Peter is growing is more than a big boy now. He is helpful, protective, considerate and kind. Sarah is developing her musical talents and is honoring God with them. Hayleigh is our little athletic girl as well as interested in drama and music. Abby is very outgoing and has a mind of her own. She is learning to read and is also musical. And now Carter is in Kindergarten and loves school and has a wonderful memory. They are all terrific children. We are so blessed to be the grandparents of these six delightful individuals. We are proud of them and pray that they will continue to grow in the ways of the Lord, for He is the One who gave them to us. And we have one more on the way! Thank you, Lord.

Thinking back

2008-11-30T08:05:00.006-05:00

GATHERING AROUND THE TABLE

This is the most amazing picture to me. Of course you recognize it as one of Norman Rockwell's lovely paintings, but to me - it is like a flashback in time. That little grandmother looks exactly like my Grandmother Knight. The Grandfather also resembles mine, though not as thin, just before he would sit and all talking would cease and heads would bow and you could hear a pin drop until he was ready to offer his very humble blessing:

"Gracious Lord
pardon our sins
make us truly thankful
for these and all other blessings
for Christ's sake
Amen."

My memories of sitting around their Thanksgiving table are so strong and precious. And those memories go back two generations. But those examples were set for my parents and for us and for our children and grandchildren. It is really wonderful to think how God has blessed through the years. I just absolutely LOVE Thanksgiving and don't like to skip quickly into Christmas without pausing and embracing this season of the year. And I pray that we translate our Thanksgiving into Thanksliving and remember our roots of love and faith.

"The earth is the Lord's and everything in it. The world and all its people belong to Him." Psalm 24:1

2008-11-24T13:31:00.004-05:00

Sometimes when I am praying, I find that my prayers are mostly for those close to me, dear to me or those that have asked for prayer. Prayer is a great privilege. Knowing that we have an audience with the Lord God is really amazing. Realizing that He cares about our needs is so comforting and encouraging. It is easier to pray for those that we know or who are known by our loved ones than for complete strangers. Yet we are to pray for not only strangers, but also for the lost, the undesirables, the dirty, homeless, pagans, heathen - all of them. Why? Because all of those people belong to Him. It is His desire that EVERYONE come to the knowledge of the Truth, Jesus the Saviour. Our wonderful Lord died for all those people, so we just absolutely HAVE to pray for them, too. And that is my challenge today. As I sing and go about my work, I will be concentrating on lifting up all those people who need the Lord. After all - He loves them.

Another Monday

2008-11-17T08:34:00.003-05:00

My goodness, but it is really cold here this morning. What a change after mild temperatures for the most part of this Autumn season. I'm glad for the dip in temperatures, for I love the warm fires, the hot teas and time set aside to just talk. We are so thankful for this stage in our life. Although it is still a transition time as we continue to seek just where we belong in the Body of Christ, it is a wonderfully bonding time. We enjoy our talks, plans, blessings shared and prayers for our dear family and friends. I am so thankful for these days. But for sure - I have to keep socks on my feet and cast aside my barefoot habits. Its way too chilly!

"If my people..........

2008-11-10T18:45:00.005-05:00

"If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land." Chronicles 7:14

After all the emphasis on politics and the economic situation our country is facing, the moral decay in our land, the lack of respect in so many areas of life - all this leaves me crying out to God for help. He holds the answers. So often the above scripture comes to mind. All the boasting and promising of new programs and changes in government really don't mean a lot. We as Christians know that our hope is in the Lord. We cant control what others do, but it sure is our responsibility to pray, really pray - for our country's leaders and we must keep pointing others to Christ. All the progress and new inventions and latest technology - none of it brings peace to the soul. None of it is eternal. We must humble ourselves and pray to our wonderful Lord for real revival in our land. Do I sound like I am on my soapbox?

Seasons and Traditions

2008-11-03T08:38:00.006-05:00

I remember my childhood concept of the calendar as being something like this: Fall was the beginning because it was when school started - and then the Fair - and then Halloween - and the end of Fall would bring Thanksgiving. Then Winter with Christmas and 2 weeks of vacation from school - my birthday - and Valentines Day. Then Spring would bring Easter and Mothers Day. Then finally Summer would issue in vacation from school and Fathers Day and most years a family trip to the beach or the mountains. And then the year would begin all over again with the return of Fall and school.

In late October, we began looking in the mail for that wonderful book which would delight and amuse us for weeks to come - the Sears Christmas Catalogue! Mother used that book to coax us into finishing our chores, to provide a quiet time, to teach us lessons about dreaming and making choices. By the time the Christmas season actually arrived, that book would be well worn with loose pages from its frequent use. It was a big catalogue and our best source of the classic and latest toys of the fifties. We would sit together, Janet and I, and begin on the first page - each choosing the one item on each page that was the best. When our little brother Mike was old enough, he was allowed to sit and choose with us. Sometimes we would lose patience with the beginning of the book and its gift ideas, ladies clothes, the tools, etc. and hasten on to the candy and toy sections. In reality, we probably only received a few items that were actually ordered from those catalogues each year, but we had so much fun dreaming over those pages that it was a highlight of the approaching holidays. And that tradition of looking for the Sears Wish Book continued for years and years and was introduced to my little girls later on. What a delicious memory.

Seeing Christmas decorations already out in the stores in late summer always shocks me. I want to say "Wait a minute! Don't rush us past Thanksgiving. Give us a chance to look forward to what is ahead." We don't get to develop patience and that wonderful sense of anticipation when it is out there in our faces too soon. (Of course my nutty husband would be happy to put up a Christmas-in-August tree and leave it up!)

As for me - I will enjoy this lovely Fall season which is leading up to Thanksgiving. We will drive down the highways that always share the beautfy of changing leaves. I love the colorful scene outside my window. I breathe in the cool air and know that soon we will have the fireplaces warming up. I'm thinking of this harvest season and the Lord of the Harvest, thankful for all He has given us, wondering in what areas I have not stocked up sufficiently. Have I been a good neighbor and should I be checking on how I can better serve others and make sure their needs are being met?

Lord, let me be a pilgrim who follows You and serves others as I seek to serve You.

"Praise His glorious name forever. Let the whole earth be filled with His glory!" Psalm 72:19

2008-10-20T08:10:00.002-04:00

Reading or listening to the news is certainly not the best way for us as believers to set our mood for the day. The political scene, the economic scene, the crime scene, the moral decay - not a very pretty picture these days. We find ourselves crying out to God and asking Him if He sees all this and why is He allowing it to happen? We know in our hearts that God alone is the answer for all good things in this world. Sometimes when I am looking up into the early morning sky, just before the sunrise and my quiet time with the Lord is complete, I wonder how it will be when Jesus returns and the whole earth cannot deny Him any longer. The entire world WILL be filled with His amazing glory. Can't you just hear the angels singing? Can't you just see the brilliance and majesty of that moment? It is thrilling to think about that day. And it is our great responsibility to pray towards that time. But we must do all we can NOW to share Christ's message of hope for the world and for our own little circles, and to live His message of grace, mercy and forgiveness. The whole world is watching, and those closest to us are watching intently.

Poppin Buttons

2008-10-15T14:15:00.004-04:00

Okay Folks, you will have to indulge me. After all, I am a member of the Grandma Club and we members do have to be tolerated for the privileges we take. Although I am not out and about these days, we did sneak over to a dress rehearsal and got a sneak preview of the Oscar Wilde play, "The Canterville Ghost." Yep, my beautiful 13 year old granddaughter, Hannah was on stage! She had appeared in minor roles in the community theater, but this time she had a leading role and received the Outstanding Actor's Award for her performance and willingness previously to take supportive roles, but now to tackle and do wonderfully in a leading roll. I had to hold myself back from loudly declaring that "That's my granddaughter up there!" But I did pop a button or two.....

2008-10-10T17:13:00.002-04:00

Simple Things

When Autumn comes and colors change
Our hearts begins to thank anew
For all the blessings God has sent
A harvest time of simple things.

The trees and vines, the plants that bloomed
Are changing colors; some will sleep.
Some left behind their harvest gifts
That we might gather and preserve.

The fire's warmth as nights grow brisk
Calls loved ones in to share and rest
And plan and dream of days ahead
When family and friends unite.

I wonder if our Lord above
Delights in His creation work
And sees the seasons blessing us
As we pause to think and thank.

I'm thinking He sends simple things
To give our hearts that special skip
That nothing we can make or buy
Can ever touch or match.

Fall 2008

A HUMBLING

2008-10-06T06:38:00.004-04:00

At last we are feeling that wonderful crispness of Fall. We still have warm days but even our bones can sense the coming chill in the air. I absolutely love it. The time of harvest and Thanksgiving brings us to our knees and fills us with humility and love for the God of all creation who delights in making new creations. Am I His new creation? Do I reflect His ways and will? I hope so. That is my prayer and goal. The Lord has a way of taking the fruits of our labors, the efforts we offer to Him - and using them in His work. A time of Harvest, that humble time of recognizing from whom all blessings flow. And that is good.

Have you ever had a humbling? A time or circumstance that has stripped you of any sense of dignity? Humblings come in all varieties. What might be humiliating to one person might not be to another and perhaps you would not think mine to be that big of a deal. Dental surgery has been a real humbling experience for me and is keeping me shut in temporarily. It is not a quick thing like a shot that hurts but then is over. It's an ordeal. And ordeals require patience. Yuck. I don't have enough of that and here is opportunity for me to develop some more. And after all - God hates the proud but loves the humble. So, I am accepting my humbling and will resist the grumbling. : )

A CELEBRATION

2008-09-29T12:02:00.002-04:00

Yesterday we enjoyed a wonderful celebration. We traveled to visit two aging uncles, both precious retired ministers in their mid nineties, and 3 triumphant aunts and 4 terrific cousins. The visit was long past due and such a joy. But in addition to the visit, we had the privilege of worship in the church where my parents were last members and where many of my relatives are still active. What a blessing! After seeing churches that are struggling, here was a victorious rural church - alive and wonderfully blessed! Music was joyful and reverent. The sermon was powerful. Although we thought this particular church was really in great shape compared to others we have visited recently, the pastor was strongly preaching the need for revival. That humility must surely be part of the reason God is blessing that congregation and community as He is. It really made us think. And it gave opportunity for me to praise the Lord for this body of believers that my own dear parents invested much of their lives in, and now is reaping a great harvest. What a celebration!

I had to hold back from wanting to stand in the midst of the service and say "Those are MY COUSINS up there playing that organ and piano so beautifully!" I knew that would be dreadfully prideful, but I was tempted. I could squint my eyes and almost see my little mother up there in the choir along with several of her sisters and brothers. I could also just picture BOTH sets of grandparents sitting in their respective places in the pews. Oh the memories! But they didn't hinder the full participation and appreciation of the wonderful worship service of the day. Thank you, Lord for the blessing of worshipping with Your people.

Adjustments

2008-09-20T22:59:00.005-04:00

This has been such a full day. Asthma has presented some problems and I have had to adjust. I find caffeine is helpful, yet it has a way of putting me into high gear. The perfect way to adjust to the extra burst of energy is to get busy with chores that I can do without over exerting. So I have tackled several such tasks and have enjoyed a wonderful day.

It is Saturday evening and I am thinking of my little ladies Sunday School class and wondering what they are studying tomorrow and praying for each of them. I'm wondering what music will be played to add to the worship and miss our dear friends. Today my husband washed and waxed his car. I was watching him out the window and he looked like that young man I fell in love with over 40 years ago as he rubbed and rubbed until the hood of the car was shining new. He had a smile on his face and reminded me that he wanted to watch a football game on TV later. He is making some adjustments these days. His favorite co-worker at his office (our daughter) has quit to become a homemaker and prepare for her little adjustment which is due in a few months. He misses her being there. He misses pastoring and our wonderful friends at the Church. Tomorrow we will visit another Church and wait for the Lord to lead just where we are to be. I'm so thankful that He wants to direct our paths.

"Trust in the Lord with all thine heart, and lean not on thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge Him and He shall direct thy paths."

WORSHIP

2008-09-14T15:34:00.006-04:00

"Oh come let us worship and bow down: let us kneel before the Lord our Maker. " Psalm 95:6

It's interesting to visit in a new Church. So much to see and people to observe. Some things are the same. Some things are very different. But wait ........ going to WORSHIP needs to be the main thing, doesn't it? Right. It needs to be about God, not so much about us. So, I give myself the pep talk on the way in: "Enter in a prayerful, expectant attitude and just worship the Lord." And I admit that I have to continually concentrate on WORSHIP rather than observing what is going on around me. It doesn't matter so much just how vibrant the choir is, how dynamic the pastor is, how many are in attendance, what ages are represented, what kinds of ministries and activities do they have going on, etc. I am not, after all, a church shopper or church judge. I am just one woman who is seeking along with her rather pastoral minded husband, seeking to find where it is the Lord wants us to serve Him just now.

So, I AGAIN close my eyes and open my heart in prayer, asking the Holy Spirit to just fill me with openness and willingness to worship and praise the Lord right that moment in that place. Period. And ya know? It really is a blessing. Just worshipping and thanking the Lord for another Body of believers who is trying to serve and share the message of Jesus. Who knows where we will wind up joining? I think I shall just enjoy the journey for now.

Hope you have enjoyed worship today also. Blessings........

GIFTS

2008-09-10T06:29:00.009-04:00

"Every good and every perfect gift is from above and cometh down from the Father of Light, with whom is no variableness neither shadow of turning." James 1:17

Back in the 60's I remember a musical called "Westside Story," which spoke of the clashes of race which still plague us today. "One of your own kind, Stick to your own kind!" was one of the song lyrics. I guess that is how many people still think. We have to stick to our own kind in everything, or else we might stick out or in some way become polluted by those things which are different. Well, I have always bucked that type of thinking.

It has been a great joy in my life to know other Christians who may not worship the same as I do, who may not understand God's Word exactly as I do, and who live a bit differently than I do. And it has been through such friends that I believe the Lord has revealed important truths.

I count it a gift to have enjoyed a friendship with my dear friend, Michiko Murphy, a devoted servant of the Lord Jesus, for many years. She is a Japanese born wife and grandmother, whose own father and grandfather were Christian ministers in Japan. She and her American husband Don live in Arizona with their daughter Naomi. Their beliefs are in line with those of the Anabaptists (Amish, Mennonites, Hutterites). They believe that living "in community" is the teaching and example of the early Church. Their emphasis on obeying ALL that the Lord Jesus has commanded us to do has opened my eyes about my own faith and caused me to study the Bible more deeply.

Michi and I have corresponded for years and she has taught me so much about patience and the other fruits of the Spirit. She is not only a dear friend, but has been a strong prayer partner and encourager. The Holy Spirit often calls on us to pray for one another at just the right times. We take delight in sharing Jesus and the things He has done. The gift of our friendship has been priceless to me and I hope a blessing for her also.

I'm glad the different wrappings didn't keep us from opening the gift.

Patchwork Friends

2008-08-29T10:39:00.012-04:00

"She gathers wool and flax and works eagerly with her hands."
Proverbs 31:13

Friends are one of Heaven's gifts. I'm quite sure of this. Some are with us for a short while and some are with us what seems like forever, but they remain friends on and on. I have been blessed to be part of a Quilting Group. I think of these dear ladies as my "patchwork friends." Each one is different and each one is colorful in her own way. We have learned to take scraps of material and put them together to make something lovely. It is amazing how it all works out. These ladies have been so patient with me, teaching me sewing techniques, guiding my awkward hands to help with forming more uniform stitches. I love them. I love being with them.

Quilting is kind of like The Body of Christ. It takes all kinds and shapes to put together and make something useful that can be a blessing to others. The mystery of the Bride of Christ - the Church - is not about a dynamic leader or revolving around a few colorful characters, but the combination of different individuals, uniquely designed by God, all put together carefully, one not overlapping the other. And then the covering is good and warm and does its job. Isn't that so much like what the Church needs to be? I think so. Yeah, I do.

"Seek and ye shall find..."

2008-08-24T13:44:00.006-04:00

"How lovely is thy dwelling place, Oh mighty Lord.
There's a hunger deep inside my soul
Only in Your Presence - Is my heart and flesh restored
How lovely is Your dwelling place."

We find ourselves in an unusual and slightly awkward place these days. Here we are seeking God's will about just where we are to be. Not where to preach or minister, but where to be. Just where to be. In a way, it is kind of a relief, not having to worry about the services, the teaching, the activities, the attendance, all the things that go with the pastoral ministry. But in another way it feels sad, as if we are useless. Now why would that be? We don't have to be in charge to be of use, so we must go back to where we began - serving the Lord. Just serving Him. And that will be wherever He leads us.

We have visited a few different Churches. Each one has been different than our last charge. The last one God led us to was small - small and intimate. It was a place where love for one another was true and strong. It was a place that we grew to love and felt a part of. It was not growing in numbers as we had hoped, but spiritually we as a Church family, seemed to be growing and living out what the Lord's commands are for His followers. We loved that Church. We still do.

Today the Church we visited seemed like a walk back in time, for it looked so much like the one we both grew up in, where we gave our hearts to Jesus, were baptized, trained about the Bible, married and where my husband even first served as Assistant Pastor on the staff to help the aging and ill Senior Pastor.

Today's Church was an older congregation and appeared to be struggling as many are today. The music was a mix of gorgeous organ and piano music with a tired but probably faithful choir. We wondered if this was the place for us or should we keep looking. We will pray and listen and wonder what is ahead. God has opened doors we never expected in the past. If we trust Him, then we will hear and follow and hopefully serve in obedience. The hard part is to empty out our own thoughts and listen to His direction.....

TRUST

2008-08-14T08:10:00.006-04:00

Psalm 89:9 Thou rulest the raging of the sea: when the waves thereof arise, thou stillest them.

Some friends of ours shared this picture taken on their vacation this summer. I just love the way it captures the TRUST of a child for her father. She sees what looks like, from her perspective, a HUGE wave approaching. She reaches over and her father's long arm is extended out gently if she needs him. He isn't grabbing her out of the wave. He is offering gentle support in the midst of the approaching wave. Isn't that the neatest thing? What a wise father he is.

Sometimes it feels as if the waves of life are crashing in. Sometimes those waves appear to be HUGE but they actually dwindle down to mere puddles. But as they approach, they are terrifying. It is then that, if we look - we see our Father with His hand outstretched and waiting for us to TRUST Him, to lend us support, and guide us through or away from what is ahead. What a wise Father He is.

It's Monday again!

2008-08-11T07:16:00.006-04:00

Well, here we go. It's Monday morning again. The sunrise this morning was particularly bright and beautiful. Sometimes it seems Jesus Himself is rising and casting His love and warmth over the earth for just a moment. I do love mornings and Mondays are exciting.

I'm thinking of yesterday, worship, family, friends and rest. It was a very good day. Instead of feeling empty and ungrounded, we accepted an invitation and participated in worship in a different Church. The music was louder, faster and infectious. The pace was fast. Never heard a faster preacher. He definitely was not a southerner. No beating around the bush. He packed that good sermon with so much as he challenged us about our faith. It was wonderful to share lunch with friends and discuss our worship experience, our faith and the direction of our lives together. God is so loving to bring us into fellowship at just the right time.

Although having been raised and served in Southern Baptist Churches all my life, I have always enjoyed every opportunity to visit in different denominations and Churches. (In fact at times I have wondered if I am actually a bapticostal of the anabaptist persuasion.) What a mix! It is fascinating and challenging to see how other believers worship. Maybe we can all learn something from each other. If the truth be known, I really don't like labels - especially the kinds that separate us from one another. I wonder what the Lord thinks about labels and how proudly we adorn ourselves with them.

This morning as I see the week ahead, I'm DETERMINED to get back on that elusive diet. Exercise needs to be incorporated throughout this week. And I absolutely MUST empty 2 laundry baskets. The garden is calling me to be watered and weeded. The deck needs attention. Is that enough? Oh, and I need to make some calls. It's a stay-at-home-day and get some things accomplished right here.

"Let everything be done decently and in order..."

2008-08-02T10:30:00.005-04:00

Sorting is one of those things I find myself doing frequently. That is why I have a collection of Laundry baskets. My family loves to harass me about using them for EVERYTHING. I love to use them for the obvious use of laundry sorting, but refuse to be limited to only that function. We ladies have to be multi-taskers, after all. So, I use them for sorting and organizing. (Do I have to confess that sometimes those baskets are filled for quite awhile before I ever finish the process?)

The thing I get most teased about is using them when traveling. I am gently reminded: "Mom,
there is such a thing as a SUIT CASE!" I guess I can be rather embarrassing at times.

I love it when my girls give me a gift inside a laundry basket rather than the traditional gift bag or Hallmark wrapping. I can then use the various sized baskets for most anything. They are seen around my house being used for"
quilting
sewing
ironing (yuck)
the cleaned out drawer contents which haven't quite found their new home
the linens which go back to the beach
the toys for the youngest children who visit
the toys for the older children who visit
the stacks of "to read" booklets, papers, and magazine articles
stuff that needs to go to the garage
stuff that came in from the car
shoes that need polishing
books to donate to the Church library

So....you can see there are quite a few of these laundry baskets around my house. I guess that favorite Scripture of mine has really taken root in my heart. I know it was written in regards to order in Church, but I kind of think it applies to everyday living also. I know God wants to take control of every part of my life and I daily have to yield to that total control.

"What time I am afraid, I will trust in Thee." Psalm 56:3

2008-07-30T12:22:00.002-04:00

Sometimes things come up that threaten to shake us to the core. All our plans, dreams, and/or ambitions suddenly look as if they have come to an abrupt stop. Maybe they are just put on hold for awhile. Whatever, it can throw us for a loop and cause us to fear. But the question has to be posed deep within: Do I allow this to shake my faith? No way. We are not allowed that luxury as Christians. I think that is the time for us to look up, reach up, and pray up big time. It isn't easy. We still may weep and worry, but we shouldn't let it shake the foundation of who we are in Christ Jesus. We are His! We gave our hearts to the Lord, pledged to love, follow and serve Him. The Lord takes delight in our BELIEVING He will do what He says He will do. He just loves that faith thing! And He has promised over and over in His Word that He will take us through. So, we need to allow this "stretching" time to cause us to really stretch upward. And then we need to be ready to face the storm, humbly depending on our wonderful Lord who will sustain us. He will. He will. He will.

Blessings and prayers to all who are facing fearful or "stretching" times,

Mar

Mother's Day 2008

2008-07-26T15:13:00.002-04:00

One of the loveliest gifts I received this year for Mother's Day was an answered prayer. My first daughter, Julie, and her husband, Bill popped in on us as we were enjoying a delicious lunch at Laurie and Dan's house. Julie's face was beaming and Bill's smile spread from ear to ear. They handed me a basket of assorted goodies, but then said one gift would have to wait to be opened until January. Yes, Julie is having a baby! I cried. Laurie cried. Her Dad and Dan were pumping Bill on the back so hard, I feared they might dislocate something. Hannah, Peter, Sarah and Abby were cheering. And she called her sister Hollie to tell her, too and Jim and Hayleigh and Carter were all cheering, too! I kept thanking the Lord in my heart, for we have been praying for this a long time. Julie has watched her other two sisters having babies and at last it is her turn. It will be wonderful to switch out the picture of her holding baby Sarah with the new little baby of her very own come January. God is so good!

First Things First

2008-07-23T09:17:00.012-04:00

"Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not to your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him, and He will direct your paths." Prov 3:5,6
"But seek ye first the Kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added unto you." Matt 6:33
"Let all things be done decently and in order." I Cor 14:40

OK, I have all these scriptures floating around in my head. The first two are so basic and important for my spiritual life. I say them, pray them and sing them. This morning the third one is kind of shouting at me. ORDER! I need to get a little order going around here. I have a counter full of yummy tomatoes, apples, corn and other various garden gifts. They have to be dealt with first. And then I see clutter here and clutter there that I have planned to organize and redistribute. I see the laundry pile which is threatening to topple. I hear the ironing board calling me even though I set it up and piled things on top of it lest it feel useless. And then there is that dust factor. The children are coming tomorrow and I must have things clean and reasonably neat. So.......
I have to again pray for clarity and the Lord's wonderful direction in even the ordinary tasks around here. Let the music begin and I shall work like the dickens to get things in order, first things first.

Tying Up Loose Ends

2008-07-22T21:25:00.030-04:00

When we invest ourselves in the lives of a Church family, learn to love them and see the individuals as our brothers and sisters in Christ, it is one hard task to leave. Mostly I feel how very difficult it is for me to make closure. But I have to admit that it is probably hard for the Church family to have to go through that transition. Can't you just imagine what they are thinking? "What kind of preacher will we get next time? What if the next one doesn't like to joke around? What if he is a toe smasher? What if the next preacher's wife is a snooty tooty? Will she have to run things? Oh gosh, why cant we just keep the old one. After all, we FINALLY got used to him and now POOF - he is gone. And we have to go through this again."
But honestly, they might be thinking or (even worse - SAYING) "Halleluiah and please God send us a short winded one next time!"

Although I have tried to be upbeat and encouraging and positive about trusting God with all this, it is still difficult. I think back and see the things I didn't finish. I had goals that were not met. I really wanted to see this family restored, that wayward teen back on track, this program developed, more in attendance, more surrendering to the Lordship of Christ. I look back and recall the good times of sharing our understanding of the Scriptures together on Wednesday nights. How can I ever forget the challenge of playing the piano with an organist who had a style I had to learn, but what a privilege! It stretched me and taught me more about flexibility. And that blessing of friendship which will continue.

Of course there were challenges. Always are. Keeps us humble, doesn't it? And then there are the countless meals we have shared and projects we have completed to enhance our facilities and provide additional opportunities for worship and outreach. There are the shared prayers and blessings, the trips and quilting and patient sewing lessons and wonderful, bountiful, gardens that overflowed over our way. And my dear little ladies Sunday School class! Oh my goodness. How can I possibly leave?

Yet, when we know that God has closed a door, we have to be willing to accept that and head on into the future. I have to be willing to dry these puffy eyes and think of having more time to help my hubby-best-friend with his work on the road with Churches, and more time with the children and grandchildren. In these last few days, I am scurrying to see everyone I can, give a few last hugs and offer apologies for failures. I'm trying to tie up these loose ends and get a really thankful heart for the privilege of serving the Lord with people I have learned to love. And then I can rejoice and move forward. I'm trying to get there. Really, I am.

It's Monday!

2008-07-21T22:01:00.003-04:00

Whoopie! It's Monday! Mondays are absolutely wonderful. They are fresh new slates just waiting for a list to be created. I love to call my daughters and ask them to rejoice with me that it is Monday again. They try their best to join in the celebration but honestly I can visualize the "eye roll" behind their forced cheerful replies. Maybe I am a little weird. But I really do love Mondays and see them as opportunities to begin again. We have made it through another weekend with all the busy activities surrounding Church. We have worshipped and repented and listened and served and praised and fellowshipped. And rested? Sometimes, I think we miss that one. And we shouldn't. I'm adding that to my list: Next Sunday I resolve to really and truly rest.

Frequently I am teased about all the lists I make and consequently I am given all kinds of pads and notebooks to accommodate my lists. But you know, I NEED to make lists. Especially as I am getting older, I need prompters and a plan, so that I get at least the most important things done. So, Monday morning is a wonderful list making day. I look at my calendar and the month ahead briefly, the week ahead carefully and then I tackle the day's priorities with determination. OK, I have to admit I hardly EVER get it all done. But it's great fun to cheer my achievements and tear it all up at the end of the week! And then I thank the Lord for His grace and for giving me another Monday.