June 25, 2016

Look Ahead

One of the verses I've come to love is Isaiah 43:18-19.  It says, "Remember ye not the former things, neither consider the things of old.  Behold, I will do a new thing; now it shall spring forth;  shall ye not know it?  I will even make a way through the wilderness, and rivers in the desert."

I don't necessarily like change. No matter how big or small, it takes me time to adjust. I seem to always find myself looking back at how things used to be or what I think they should be.  However that's not God's plan for us to live in the past or to keep looking and longing for former things. 

This verse reminds us that even when we feel like our dreams are all but gone, He is doing a new thing in our lives.  Those old dreams aren't necessarily gone...He has set within us new dreams.  And when those new plans seem so far out of reach, He reminds us that HE will make a way.  Through the wilderness when we can't see through all the brush, He has set a path.  Through the desert when we feel so alone and hopeless, He has made rivers to refresh our soul.

Lord, give me strength to handle changes, knowing that you have already gone before me and made a way.  Help me keep my eyes fixed forward on you so that I can begin to see Your new plans for my life. 

February 12, 2016

"Pass Me Not O Gentle Savior"

Eagerness is something I see in first grade on a daily basis. Eagerness to learn, eagerness to play, eagerness to have fun, eagerness to do things right.  But probably the type of eagerness I most see is eagerness to please and eagerness to help. It doesn't matter what the task, but when I start a sentence with, "I need someone to...", I can count on 20 little hands to shoot up. 20 little smiles as if to say, "Choose me! Choose me!"  They don't know what the end of that sentence is going to be. It could be something that is not fun like pick up trash around the room or push in chairs or straighten up the computer center.  But I've learned that the end of that sentence doesn't matter...they just want chosen for the job.

I heard the song "Pass Me Not, O Gentle Savior" the other day and it made me think about that simple eagerness. Part of the chorus says, "while on others thou art calling, do not pass me by".  How many times The Lord calls on me and you to do things and how many times we find excuses not to.  Maybe it's not the right timing for us, or I'm too shy, or I don't have the resources or means.  What would it look like if we were like my little first graders.  Not even waiting to hear the whole request, just opening our hearts and saying "choose me, Lord, I can do it".  I have been taught to have a servant's heart, and I want to be willing and eager to please Him. Eager to be chosen.


"Pass me not, O gentle Savior,
hear my humble cry;
while on others thou art calling,
do not pass me by.

Savior, Savior, hear my humble cry;
while on others thou art calling,
do not pass me by."

by Fanny Crosby

October 18, 2015

We’ll Never Know

"You'll never know." I whispered this to Joey Kate and kissed her as we were walking through WalMart and she was being cute and funny. I probably say this to her a dozen times a day. "You'll never know." And she won't.

She'll never know how much she was wanted. She'll never know how much she was prayed for. She'll never know all the shots, medicine, dr. appointments I had so that she would have the hope of a healthy life. She'll never know how it took every ounce of strength I had to have her. She'll never know how much she's loved.


       I thought about how God must whisper this to us a dozen times a day as well. We'll never know.

We'll never know how much we are wanted. We'll never know how much we are interceded for. We'll never know all the beatings, wounds, and scars He had so that we would have the hope of eternal life. We'll never know how it took every ounce of His earthly strength to die on the cross for us. We'll never know how much we are loved.

I am overwhelmed. I am humbled. I am blessed...all because I will never know.


"We love him, because He first loved us."

John 4:19  (KJV)

January 1, 2015

He’s Been Faithful

As 2014 wraps up and I think about this past year, my mind replays ups and downs that I stumbled through.  In March, I got news from my Dr. that wasn’t the greatest.  Granted, it could’ve been a lot worse, but could’ve been better, too.  I cried for what seemed so impossible at the time.  I remember sitting on the couch and John wiping away my tears, telling me to trust the Lord’s plan and timing for it all.

When I think of that now, I have to smile.  I have to smile because here it is, not even a whole year later, and I see the Lord’s faithfulness sleeping in my arms.  Not even a whole year later, and I see the Lord’s plan clearer than I ever have.  Not even a whole year later, and I see how His ways are so much higher than my own. 

So, as far as 2014 goes, I will forever cherish it as a reminder of His faithfulness.  Hopefully, as you look back on this past year, you, too, can see His fingerprints amidst all of your own ups and downs.  He’s been faithful in 2014, and I know He’ll be faithful in 2015, as well! 



Happy 2015, Friends!
“But the Lord is faithful…”
2 Thessalonians 3:3  KJV

April 16, 2014

I Wonder What Mary Saw



When they placed the crown of thorns on His head, I wonder if Mary thought about all the times she had ruffled his little boy hair?


When He stumbled and fell under the weight of the cross, I wonder if Mary saw the unsteady steps of a little boy, learning to walk?


When she saw the stripes and bruises on His back, I wonder if she thought about all the little boy hurts she had kissed away?

When He crawled onto the cross, I wonder if Mary saw her baby learning to crawl?


When they nailed His hands, I wonder if Mary saw two chubby little baby hands?


When they took His feet and began to hammer, I wonder if she saw the baby boy feet she once playfully tickled?


When He cried out in pure agony, I wonder if Mary heard the cries of her newborn baby boy?


When she looked at His face, beaten, bloody, and unrecognizable, I wonder if Mary saw her beautiful boy?


When He said, “It is finished”, I wonder if Mary was thinking about the beginning?


When He took His last breath, I wonder if Mary was thinking about His first?


When she looked at His broken body hanging high up on the cross, I wonder if she knew it was for me?