Danie Marie's Musings

Where to Begin... Part lll

2012-02-02T13:02:00.000-08:00

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Dave and I were about done in when the Lord intervened. His word tells us that He is faithful; He won’t allow us to be tempted beyond what we can bear, but when we are tempted He will also provide a way out so that we can stand up under it (l Cor. 10:13). Aren’t you glad we have that promise? Throughout this long ordeal with my parents the Lord has worked mightily on our behalf.

His provision started back in November 2009 when I was hospitalized with double pneumonia. Meet Carol, one of my nurses. We became fast friends. Since then I’ve been mentoring her spiritually.

Second, she was working Christmas day 2011, when my dad collapsed at home. I left his hospital room to let her know he was back in. Her brows shot up when she saw me. “What are you doing here?” she asked. I gave her a heads up about the situation. Knowing about my mom’s Alzheimer’s and that dad was too weak to care for her she told me to ask about home care before they released dad again. I walked back to his room encouraged knowing what needed to be done.

Third, I kid you not, within two minutes Carol showed up with Katherine who works for Right at Home, homecare. Carol said, “This is who you need to talk to,” and introduced us. Katherine, a sweet, compassionate woman, told us about her company. They sounded top notch and we felt comfortable about moving forward with them.

Fourth, I learned that after Katherine left us and walked down the hall she heard Josh in a room talking with another patient. Josh is responsible for introducing and making sure a caregiver is a good match for a family; very important. She said, “When you finish here there’s a family I want you to meet.” That was us. Unfortunately we were gone by the time he stopped by.

Dave and I were hoping to get someone to stay with mom as soon as possible so I called and let Katherine know. In the meantime, one of mom’s friends offered to stay with her to give Dave and me a break. Two days later, Right at Home had someone set up to care for mom.

Fifth, it turns out that Josh is the son of mom and dad’s primary care physician. We gave Josh permission to discuss their case with his dad. I had a stack of paperwork which Josh’s dad needed to fill out and send to mom and dad’s insurance company. He offered to drop it off at his dad’s office and make sure it got filled out and faxed, which took another load off my shoulders.

Sixth, Karen, mom and dad’s main caregiver, has been a God send and a perfect fit for our family.

Isn’t God awesome? I’m forever grateful the Lord gave me eyes to see His faithfulness throughout this ongoing trial, His glorious provision; and I am full of praise to His glorious name.

The next time you’re struggling, do an inventory and see if you can identify God’s hand in your situation. You’ll be amazed! And remember to give Him praise...

If you’re struggling, I’d love for you to share with me so I can pray for you.

Have a Blessed Day, Friends ~ Danie

Where to Begin... Part 1

2012-01-12T23:39:00.000-08:00

First, forgive me for being absent for so long! In October I planned to post about our trip to Maui. But my husband has yet to download the pictures we took. I tried and failed. Sigh.

Then the holidays rushed in.

After stuffing ourselves with the usual Thanksgiving fare at my cousins house we headed to the airport to spend five days on Bainbridge Island, WA where we have a second home (condo).

Back home after a restful time, I told myself that this season I was going to be a Susie homemaker/baker/decorator. Decorator is the only one in which I’m proficient. The rest ... nada. My kitchen fairly screams Susie homemaker, but it’s been years since I made a heartfelt attempt. Sickness, travel and plain ol’ busyness are the usual culprits.

Committed to bless my family this year (and hopefully for years to come), I had no time for emails or FB. And I must say, I enjoyed the break, until recently when I saw that hundreds of emails had piled up, over a thousand actually. I have two sites. Yikes! I’ve deleted countless unimportant emails and many that I want to read await my attention. But I’m pleased to say we’re still enjoying the goodies; a variety of cookies and candies, most of which were easy to make. Russian Tea Cakes are not, but they’re my favorite.

Just before I finished one of the batches of cookies my 38 year old Oster died. Hubby splurged and bought me the top of the line Kitchen Aid at Costco. Whoopie! Kitchen Aid had a rebate online that cut the cost a bit more. Now I want to bake! It’s truly an unbelievable machine and worth the cost. It’ll surely outlive me and most likely my grandkids. It mixes even large batches in half the time.

Everything was going fine...

Monday the 19th I got home from my workout and learned from a phone message that my Dad was in the emergency room. I've been learning to trust the Lord more and tried not to hurry or worry as I drove to Mercy Folsom. Dad was admitted to the hospital later that day. I drove mom home to pick up what she needed and brought her back to our house. She has Alzhiemer’s and can’t be left alone.

Dad was diagnosed with an irregular heartbeat and an infection in the pericardial sac. Five days later he came home but was still very weak. Two days later, Christmas morning, he collapsed.

Part ll and lll of Where to Begin coming soon, I hope you’ll tune in.

In the meantime, Blessings ~ Danie Marie

PS A belated Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

The Uglies Can Become a Thing of Beauty

2011-09-19T17:56:00.000-07:00

On Monday September 12, I had a 12th surgery over my lifetime. Trigger finger affected the middle and ring finger of my left hand. A cyst had also grown on the middle arthritic knuckle of my middle finger. Thursday I was able to take off the bandages. My first thought upon seeing the bruises and stitches, I look like Frankenstien.

The incision on my palm, about an inch down from my fingers, is almost two inches long. My knuckle had two connecting incisions in an ‘L’ shape, one went all the way across the top. Thursday the 22nd the stitches come out, and then I’ll have physical therapy.

Sometimes things get ugly before they can heal.

Instead of dealing with the painful issue early on I kept putting it off for one reason or another; the holidays, my son’s wedding, until procrastination got the best of me. Our lives are sometimes like that aren’t they? Instead of communicating with our family, a spouse or acquaintance when there’s a problem, we stuff it. Bitterness sets in; unforgiveness.

The longer we wait the more complicated circumstances become. Bitter roots grow, you know. Our heart begins to harden. We think we’re punishing the other person but in reality; we’re the ones who suffer. Bitterness causes tension; it can cause sickness, ulcers; besides the fact we’re sinning against God.

Considering Christ forgave us shouldn’t we forgive others their sins? Healing can’t begin until we do. It’s the plain and simple truth.

I've let unforgiveness fester until the root grew deep. It tore me up. I suffered sleepless nights reliving what someone/others said, did or didn’t do. I was a mess. Healing could not begin until I let go and gave it to God. It was a difficult lesson.

Trying to change others never works; and some people will continue to hurt us. How we respond is up to us. Why worry about what someone else does or doesn’t do? Don't we have enough to worry about, controlling our own tongues and emotions?

Until we’re willing to forgive as an act of our will we can’t heal. Long held bitterness may take longer to let go of. Sometimes we have to struggle through it. But do struggle until the battle is won.

I’m proof it can be done.

For if you forgive men their trespasses, your heavenly Father will also forgive you; but if you do not forgive men their trespasses, neither will your Father forgive your trespasses. Mat 6:14-15

Lord, help us forgive those who sin against us, as you have forgiven us; to show mercy to others, as you have mercy on us, in Jesus name. Amen.

Blessings ~ Danie

Not My Size...

2011-09-08T17:40:00.000-07:00

In his book Hearing God Through the Storm, A Gentle Thunder, Max Lacado says, “This world wears like a borrowed shirt. Heaven, however, will fit like one tailor-made.” One day while having lunch with a friend, I said, “I’m uncomfortable in my body.” It was the first and only time I expressed this to anyone. She gave me a funny look.

You’ve scrunched up your face haven’t you?

Do I sound like a nut-case? I assure you I’m not. I’ve dealt with a lot of physical ailments. I’m fidgety and at times just plain uncomfortable. After all, this tent is not my home.

It’s worn, fading and beginning to sag. It’s scarred, been broken and repaired. It’s about to undergo a twelfth surgical procedure. This tent also has a disease.

Am I looking forward to a new and improved model?

You bet I am!

My pastor once said, “People who suffer have a longing for heaven that most of us don’t understand.” Personally, I’m grateful for such a longing. I wish all people not only understood it, but longed for heaven as well.
During the storms that have ravaged my body, mind or soul, the Lord has spoken to me; I have felt His presence, and enjoyed His peace that passes understanding.

Are you homesick for heaven like I am?

Phil. 4:13 says we can do everything through Him who gives us strength.

Lord, help us endure to the end. Many who are reading this are ravaged by troubles, sickness, or pain. I ask that your Spirit touch the depths of their heart and bring healing, hope and joy. Help them look ahead to the Promised Land where rust and moth will not destroy, nor thief come and steal; where there is neither sickness or pain or tears. Give them strength to hang on to the hope of life eternal in your glorious presence. In Jesus name. Amen.

Blessings, Friends!
Danie

The Bride

2011-08-19T15:27:00.000-07:00

Isa 61:10 I will greatly rejoice in Jehovah, my soul will be joyful in my God; for He has clothed me with the robes of salvation, He covered me with the robe of righteousness like a bridegroom adorns himself with ornaments, and like a bride adorns herself with her jewels. MKJV

Like a bride preparing for her wedding day, we too must prepare in joyful gladness to meet our true bridegroom, Jesus Christ. We do this through our righteousness, or right living, doing that which pleases God, obeying His commands. The Hebrew meaning for jewels, pronounced kel-ee’, is; something prepared, i.e. any apparatus (as an implement, utensil, dress, vessel or weapon:--armour ([brearer]), etc.

That is not what I expected to see. It caused me to stop. Ephesians 6:10-18 admonishes us to arm ourselves for battle. While here in this world we are in a spiritual battle. But how does that relate to a bride preparing for her wedding day?

If you’ve ever gone through the rigorous preparations, it can oft times be grueling. As some of you know, my son got married just over a month ago. Although they were thrilled about getting married, he and his bride to be were both stressed. While there is joy in the process, there’s a lot to be done. It’s work! But the outcome was well worth it.

They had a beautiful wedding and Marja was a stunning bride.

If we heed Philippians 4:8 our righteousness will shine. “Finally, my brothers, whatever things are true, whatever things are honest, whatever things are right, whatever things are pure, whatever things are lovely, whatever things are of good report; if there is any virtue and if there is any praise, think on these things.” MKJV

Where we focus our minds will have a lot to do with how we live and act. One day, our jewels will be crowns of glory after we have fought the good fight. And I promise it will be well worth the efforts we put in.

Lord, help us live in righteousness each day so that we shine for you and are ready to meet you on that glorious day when you come. In Jesus name, amen.

Reality Shows...

2011-07-27T17:58:00.000-07:00

Reality shows are not reality in the truest since of the word. They're contrived. For who would live in such chaos and stress on a day to day basis? Yet week to week people tune in and watch these programs. I imagine if people were to look into our lives as they do a TV, they might find plenty to amuse them. Perhaps, our lives play out more like a soap opera at times.

What is it about reality shows that draws us? Is it an escape from the reality of the chaos in our own world, a source of comfort, excitement, etc?

Just for fun, give me a peek into the window of your life, and tell me what shows you like.

Joh 8:32 And you shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.

Lord, we have all sorts of vises to distract us from the reality of our lives which are sometimes painful physically, mentally or emotionally. Or simply because we need a break from our hectic lives. Help us remember true reality, the love you have for us. In Jesus Name I pray, amen.

Blessings ~ Danie

Wedding Bliss

2011-07-20T18:28:00.000-07:00

On July 9, 2011 our son Michael wed Marja and we gained a daughter. What joy! Some of the guests said it was the most beautiful wedding they ever attended, and I’d have to agree. But then, I’m prejudiced!

The wedding held at the Newcastle Wedding Gardens, was right on schedule at 5:30 pm. It was a bit warm but at least it wasn’t in the 100’s. I’m trying to make it a habit to remember that each day is the day the Lord has made, and to rejoice and be glad in it, no matter the weather. A gray and white dappled horse clippity clopped around a building pulling a white carriage with a man wearing a black top hat, and Marja and her grandpa inside. What a precious sight as they came round the bend. It was a fairy tale wedding.

My son craned his neck to see his bride past the foliage. I’ve never seen him so happy. I spotted him wiping a tear as she came into full view. And what a vision she was in her ivory gown! The Christian service was sweet and special, and after they sealed the ceremony with a kiss, Michael helped her back into the carriage.

I could not have imagined a more precious day for my son and his bride. The food was delicious, the cake, and me, well, I danced the night away! It was a party, a celebration of two lives united to become one flesh joined by God.

But there is a wedding far more precious. We who are in Christ are his bride and to prepare ourselves for His coming when He becomes our Husband. That day will far outshine any wedding here on earth...

Rev 19:6 And I heard as the sound of a great multitude, and as the sound of many waters, and as the sound of strong thunders, saying, Hallelujah! For the Lord God omnipotent reigns!
Rev 19:7 Let us be glad and rejoice and we will give glory to Him. For the marriage of the Lamb has come, and His wife has prepared herself.
Rev 19:8 And to her was granted that she should be arrayed in fine linen, clean and white. For the fine linen is the righteousness of the saints.
Rev 19:9 And he said to me, Write, Blessed are those who have been called to the marriage supper of the Lamb. And he said to me, These are the true sayings of God.

Lord, help us diligently prepare for that wonderful day when we meet you as our Bridegroom; that we adorn ourselves as your bride for the great marriage supper of the Lamb. Oh glorious day! Thank you, in Jesus name. Amen.

God Bless you, Friends!
Danie Marie

Sweet Surprise

2011-07-15T14:34:00.000-07:00

Last spring I had a wonderful view out my kitchen window of a pair of Flycatchers as they built a nest in a blue birdhouse on the railing of our deck. A tuft of feathers on top of their head stands up on end like a mohawk. They sing, “Sweet, sweet,” repeating it twice. My husband and I were going out of town for a long weekend and I was afraid I’d miss seeing the babies take wing.

Late the night we got home, my husband looked out the window. “The nest isn’t on the railing....” Panic set in. “Oh no!” I said. A storm had blown in while we were gone, but we also have a very sociable white kitty in the neighborhood. I wondered if she had gotten to the nest and if the babies had died.

Thankfully the nest had fallen on the deck, and not another six feet down to the grass. Dave shined a flashlight inside. “Oh no, there’s only one baby," I said, "and it's dead! Its wings are spread out and it’s not moving.”

He said, “No, it’s breathing...” We breathed a sigh of relief. The next day I was thankful to see Mama and Papa taking turns feeding their little one. I called my husband to share the good news.

A couple weeks later, one evening as I watched, Mama Bird coaxed her babies out. Yes, babies. It was after seeing three of them fly off that I realized mama had spread out her wings to protect her young. But now the sun had set and another baby had stuck its head out the small hole, but was too afraid to leave its comfy home.

Would she leave this little one alone during the night?

The following morning the Lord awakened me. I knew I had to go straight to my kitchen window. Low and behold, Mama was there ... feeding this baby. She flew off and her baby took that great leap of faith. Wobbly and unsure it flitted until it reached a branch. Another three followed close behind, stronger, for they had flown the previous day. Mama had lovingly brought this lone baby’s siblings back, and she had joined them to keep this little one company throughout the night.

We too, are sometimes wobbly and unsure of ourselves, weak. We feel alone. Isn't it reassuring to know the Lord is our strength, that he never leaves us?

Life is more than food, and the body is more than clothing. Consider the ravens: for they neither sow nor reap, having neither storehouse nor barn, and God feeds them. How much more are you better than the birds? Luke 12:23,24 MKJV

Lord, thank you for your tender care for us, that you, O Lord, will never leave or forsake us. Help us grow in our faith and trust, in Jesus name. Amen.

Blessings,

Danie

Idolatry... Me?

2011-06-14T17:19:00.000-07:00

Yikes! I don’t know about you, but the thought scares me. For the most part I think of myself as a godly woman. But I’m also well aware of my weaknesses.

In our day there are probably more ways to commit idolatry than there were back in the days of Moses. They didn’t have TV’s, computers, ipods, ipads, fancy cars ... um perhaps they had an upgraded camel or donkey, but they didn’t have the luxuries we enjoy today.

They didn’t have restaurants, fast food, or high speed internet, etc. If what we want doesn’t pop up on the screen in a nano second we get antsy. We live in a world of zoom, zoom, zoom! Is it possible we’re making idols of what we have or do? TV shows, or perhaps, food, clothes, shoes, working out, sports, etc?

Online games are often touted as being addictive. And ya know what? Many are. Personally, I have to be careful because I love Bejeweled Blitz. I could play for hours. Really!

Silly games can steal precious time that should be spent elsewhere. I’m not saying we can’t have fun, but we need to be watchful that we don’t miss precious opportunities to serve the Lord. It will be a challenge not to waste time on my new Asus Eee Pad Transformer. I waited months for it to come into the store. And yes, I already downloaded some games. But I also downloaded three good books. One recommended by my cousin, Heaven by Randy Alcorn, that I’m anxious to read.

How do we know if we’re committing idolatry?

1. Pray and ask the Lord to reveal it.
2. Take an inventory to see what saps your time that isn’t a necessity.
3. Ask for wisdom and understanding.
4. Are you putting Christ first?

I believe the Lord wants us to enjoy the life He’s given us, but He also wants us to use our time wisely; this means avoiding the many footholds of idolatry and using self-control to limit how much time or attention we take on frivolities.

He keeps his eye on all who live honestly, and pays special attention to his loyally committed ones. Prov. 4:8 The Message.

Prayer: Lord, give us wisdom to know those things in our lives that have beome idols; give us understanding and knowledge of what we need to let go of, or restrain in our lives. And keep evil far from us. In Jesus name I pray, Amen.

Blessings ~ Danie

Unexpected Blessings...

2011-06-08T19:07:00.000-07:00

Last week I tagged along with my husband for a conference in San Diego. Well, not exactly. He attended the conference. I got to play. Thursday, while sitting out by the pool enjoying a paperback novel I’d brought along to read, a young lady walked past in jean short shorts, a long sleeved white blouse, and high wedged, gold shoes. Sunglasses hid her eyes but with her dark hair and olive skin she was lovely.

She sat two lounge chairs away. After a minute or two, she looked over at me and commented about the weird weather we’ve been having.

Unknowingly, she opened a door to spiritual things. I said, “I believe it’s prophetic. Things are changing around the world.” She agreed. Come to find out, she has been attending church, reading her Bible, and praying, but admitted that she had not yet given her life to Christ.

Excitement surged through me. I LOVE to evangelize, and the Lord had practically set her in my lap! We introduced ourselves and I asked Stephanie if she’d like to move to the seat next to me, and to take off her sunglasses so I could see her eyes. They were a warm brown. “You’re beautiful,” I said, and proceeded to explain to her about what it means to have a relationship with the Lord. She said, “It’s that easy?” “Yes,” I said, “it’s that easy.”

I asked her that all important question. “Are you ready to do that, to give your heart to Jesus?” She nodded. “Yeah, I am.” I took her hand in mine, emotions rising, as she prayed and asked Jesus into her heart. Thank you Lord! Stephanie was ripe for the picking! I feel blessed the Lord chose me to capitalize on what others had already sowed into her life. What a highlight that was!

But more was in store... My husband had special, secret plans for our anniversary celebration. I thought we were going to stay in SD. Instead, when the conference was over he drove to Irvine. We stayed in a Westin Hotel on the 14th floor. The next day he surprised me by taking me to Disneyland. Not only was it our 38th anniversary, 40 years ago we spent our first real date at Disneyland for Grad Night. And, he took me to the same restaurant! Every now and then I get to see his sentimental side...

During those five days we were gone the Lord knocked my socks off. Don't you just love Him!

Eph 1:3 Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who blessed us with every spiritual blessing in the heavenlies in Christ... MKJV

Prayer: Father, I ask in Jesus name, that you give us spiritual boldness; that you give us eyes to see those who are ready to be harvested for your Kingdom’s sake, and that you put your words into our mouths that many will be saved. Amen

Blessings,

Danie Marie

May Flowers...

2011-05-17T18:30:00.000-07:00

We all know that April showers bring May flowers. But what do May showers bring? The answer is simple. More rain... I've heard people say, "What happened to spring? It feels like winter again." At least it seems that way in my little corner of the world. What about your corner, does it seem the weather patterns have changed over the last few years?
One thing is certain. Complaining won’t change things—at least not in a positive way. And let’s face it; we’ve all been guilty of complaining about the climate. I’m learning, or at least attempting to learn, that when I grumble about the weather, what I’m actually doing is telling God He doesn’t know what He’s doing. Isn’t He the Creator?

Yeah, He is. He is sovereign over all things ... including the weather, friends. So we may as well face it. We can’t change it. And have you noticed how beautiful clouds are; always changing, never the same? What an awesome God we serve! If you haven’t met Him, I’d be more than happy to introduce you...
This is the day which Jehovah has made; we will rejoice and be glad in it. Psa 118:24

Prayer: Lord, help us rejoice in each new day, knowing that you created it, that you have purposed to grow us in all the circumstances we find ourselves in, and to know that you are in control. Thank you for lavishing your love on us! May we enjoy showers of blessing no matter the weather. In Jesus name. Amen

Blessings Friends,
Danie

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Celebrating Motherhood Anew

2011-05-06T22:04:00.000-07:00

This year Mother’s Day is extra special for me. But let me start at the beginning. Thirty-three years ago on April 20th, our son Michael was born. He would be our only child, but I longed for a daughter too...

One night while rocking him to sleep, I pondered the life in front of him. Before I know it, you’ll be grown and gone, married. At that moment the Lord prompted me to start praying for his future bride (I’ve done so ever since).

Fast-forward. Last year on his thirty-second birthday, we planned to take him out to dinner and he asked if he could bring his girlfriend Marja (soft ‘j’) with him. Do ya think I’d say no? I was hoping she was the one I’d been praying for and wondered if the Lord had forgotten!

When Michael introduced her I gave her a hug and she thanked me. I couldn’t help but wonder if she was the one... We shared dessert and fork-fought over bites. I loved it. The next time I saw them together it was obvious they were in love. I’d never seen my son so happy. They announced their engagement last September.

The other day I was thinking, “I can’t believe how much I love her already.” Then it hit me. She’s been in my heart for thirty-three years. And in a way, she is my daughter. Besides praying for her since before she was born (she just turned thirty), I’m privileged to be mentoring her spiritually.

But the best part ... she loves me too! They won’t be married until July, but I’ve already claimed her as part of our family.

Now to Him who is able to do exceeding abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that works in us, to Him be glory in the church by Christ Jesus throughout all ages, forever. Amen. Ephesians 3:20-21 MKJV

My Prayer: Lord, I’m ever grateful that you hear and answer our prayers according to your knowledge, wisdom, and grace; that you work all things for our good. Amen

Blessings Friends,
Danie Marie

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A Steadfast Mind

2011-03-02T18:32:00.000-08:00

Do you flounder at the edge of peace unable to find your footing? Life’s challenges in a chaotic world gone crazy can turn a great day topsy-turvy with the snap of the fingers; a conversation gone awry, the loss of a job or loved one, an accident, sickness. You name it. The day can start out sunny and end in gloom.

The shock of such situations may well set us off guard and cause us to react in a wrong manner. We feel like a kite crashing with no current to carry us upward. It’s a devastating feeling. It happens to us all. Then guilt slithers in like a snake and says, “You blew it ... again.”

I experienced this twice last week.

In the confusion Jesus whispers “Trust me...”

Oh, that blessed word—trust. It sounds easy when we’re on the mountaintop looking down. On the downside looking up, it feels at times, impossible to attain.

But when we walk steadfastly with Christ, all things are possible. Steadfast means; unwavering, unfaltering, resolute, persistent, committed, dedicated, and unswerving. It does not mean perfect. How soon we forget that Jesus love for us is unconditional.

He knows loss. He knows pain. He knows rejection. He knows our weakness, and He understands.

Trust is a learned response to difficulty.

Instead of wallowing, let’s pull up our proverbial bootstraps and follow in Jesus footsteps. He spent his life in communion with the Father. If we make busyness our excuse we are walking in rebellion, and sure to fail the next time adversity strikes.

Setting aside a portion of our day to sit in His presence allows the Author of time, time to path our way to productivity while we commune with Him. When the path gives way He will keep our footing sure. He is faithful. Like Peter, He upholds us with his right hand and will keep the waves of adversity from washing over us.

As we learn to trust Him and walk in steadfastness of heart, we will have perfect peace.

Isaiah 26:3

You will keep in perfect peace

him whose mind is steadfast,

because he trusts in you.

Jesus, bless my brothers and sisters today, especially those experiencing adversity. Help them know they are not alone, that you walk beside them. Give them strength for the journey and peace in the pitfalls as they trust in you. I ask that you breathe new life into them and that you refresh their spirit. In Your Name I pray. Amen.

Blessings Friends,
Danie Marie

Peace in the Pitfalls of Life

2011-02-17T17:36:00.000-08:00

At times physical infirmities keep us down. It’s part of living in a fallen world where sickness and disease, along with broken bones, or mental or spiritual brokenness, drain and weaken us. We may find it discouraging if we can’t do all that we hoped or planned because we are hospitalized or homebound. Or perhaps we can’t do everything we’d like because we have too much on our ‘to do list’. As a result we are prone to pity.
Has anyone ever joined your pity party?

Most people find reasons to avoid us in such situations. Pouter’s are not fun to be around. They’re ... a drag. Been there, done that! A drag I mean. If people are avoiding us, we might need to check our demeanor during difficulties.

As Christians we must shine brightly for Jesus. Focusing on ourselves diminishes His light within us. That ‘poor me’ attitude stinks. Why, when we know all that Christ suffered on our behalf do we reel at adversity?

What I’m going to share about myself is not to make you to feel sorry for me but in hopes of illuminating God’s gracious love. Over the last year, I’ve had my share of what some would call setbacks. I’ve called it that myself. In fact, to say I’ve had my fill is an understatement. But during this time the Lord has not only been near, but dear to me.

A fractured bone in my right foot and strained tendon early last year, took several months to heal. Right when I started working out at a local gym again, in fact, the first couple minutes the first day of a new Zumba class, I felt a pop at the back of my left leg behind my knee. I couldn’t put weight on it for the pain. Oh great, I thought, the tendon snapped. Instead, it was a ruptured baker’s cyst. I’m thankful, because the healing time was far less than had it been a tendon.

Several days later I was able to walk without crutches.

Come November, soon after getting back on track once again, I realized my suffering wasn’t over when sciatica hit my left side. I’ve had it off and on over the last few years. Thinking it’d be gone in a few weeks, I put off physical therapy (PT). After all, with the holiday season near, there was too much to do to bother.

A month later, the pain hadn’t subsided. It worsened. I finally succumbed to PT. After eight weeks with minimal results from PT, my doctor scheduled an MRI on my lumbar. The MRI showed I have spinal stenosis at L4 & L5 (a narrowing of the spine due to arthritis in the discs), as well as a cyst in the same region, which is pushing against the sciatic nerve.

A lot of waiting during this latest episode has made it challenging; waiting to get an MRI, waiting to see a spinal surgeon. Now, fifteen weeks since the pain started, for an epidural. Next Thursday is the big day. Hurray!—I hope. If the epidural doesn’t work, I’ll have to have surgery to remove the cyst. The surgeon says it won’t take all the pain. We’ll see... In all this the Lord of Host is holding my right hand, and I feel His presence.

I can’t always do what I’d like because of the pain. And I’ve endured a lot over the years, but I’ve learned no matter what we suffer, life is not about what we do. It’s about being. Being still and knowing that He is God. At times circumstances demand our stillness. But whether we quiet our thoughts and focus on Him during these times is a choice. It’s a choice we make when we’re busy, too.

Sarah Young in JESUS CALLING, says, “Quietness and trust enhance your awareness of My Presence with you.” I’ve found that to be true. God is faithful, and he will accomplish His plan for our lives in His time.

My prayer today is that you enjoy His presence. Take a time-out and sit with him awhile. No matter your situation, let the Lord lavish you with love as you rest in Him. He is our peace...

“And He said to me, My grace is sufficient for you, for My power is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore I will rather glory in my weaknesses, that the power of Christ may overshadow me.” 2 Corinthians 12:9 MKJV

Have a Blessed Day, Friends ~ Danie

OUR CALLING

2010-10-18T19:23:00.000-07:00

When considering our calling we usually think about it in relation to spiritual gifts. For me that means; writing, speaking, discernment and evangelism, but there is one calling we all have, to love others as Christ loves us—to love our enemies and those who persecute us.

Meanings for persecution: harassment, maltreatment or abuse, bullying, singling out, hounding, harrying, discrimination or intolerance; pestering someone in an unkind way. Mean spiritedness is wrong, immoral: an injurious, unfair, or unjust act by one whose conduct inflicts harm without due provocation or just cause.

Let’s call it what it really is ... sin.

We’ve all been at one time or another, the recipient of such hate. If we react in a wrong manner, we also become guilty. To help an offender understand that their actions are unacceptable, give a firm, truthful, equitable response, and realize that only God by His Spirit can convict a person of sin.

Know this, too, when standing up to wrongdoing, its possible the offender will pile on more persecution or bring an accusation. Their defensive hackles may well flare into action. Our response is to love them as Christ loves us. It’s not easy friends. It can only be accomplished by the power of the Holy Spirit within us.

Changing our focus from the culprit to Christ frees us to love.

Rather than using cutting words, use the weapon of prayer. Weapon? Yes. Prayer is an appropriate weapon and the only weapon God accepts. Any other lowers us to the wrongdoer’s level.

In Beth Moore’s book Praying God’s Word, she says, “May God remind us daily that we are loved and empowered by the One who brought the universe into existence with the mere sound of His voice.” Is anything to hard for Him?

If someone continues to use poor judgment in their treatment of us, a wise choice if possible ... avoid interaction with said person. A woman I know, because of her mother-in-law’s hostile actions toward her, stopped going with her husband to visit, with his blessing I might add. It’s a sad but wise choice. The Lord does not intend that we suffer unnecessary hardship by those who persecute us.

Jesus often slipped away from those who would kill Him to a quiet place to pray.

If, for some reason, God calls you to endure hardship, by all means do so.

At times, we may be called to endure for a season and are then called to suffer no more. In that case, flee the situation by God’s grace, and rest in His perfect peace.

People may put on a facade of joy while experiencing deep pain within, and consequently, lash out at others. Internal issues, perhaps jealousy, keep them from experiencing true and lasting peace in Christ. They need our prayers, friends.

Changing our focus enables us to let go of pain inflicted on our hearts in order that we live as pleasing sacrifices unto the Lord, and as we allow Him to carry us through those difficult situations, bring Him glory.

My All

You are my love song, Jesus,

You are life.

Giver of joy, Lord,

In you I delight.

My Savior I love You,

Your grace I receive.

Oh, fill me and use me,

That others may see,

That you, only you, Lord,

Can meet all their needs.

Rom 12:14 Bless those who persecute you; bless, and do not curse.

1Co 4:12-13 And we labor, working with our own hands. Being reviled, we bless; being persecuted, we suffer it; being defamed, we entreat. MKJV

Another word for entreat – pray!

Lord, minister to those reading this today. Comfort those who need comfort, and convict those who cause undue pain that they might experience true joy and peace, and that they know you more fully. I ask these things in Jesus Name, Amen.

God Bless you Friends ~ Danie Marie

THE GAMES WE PLAY

2010-09-22T15:14:00.000-07:00

It recently came to me the amount of precious time I’ve wasted playing games on the internet. Were they fun? Sure. Did I enjoy the interaction with friends? Yep. But when I thought about how many true friends I had on FarmVille, there weren’t many; perhaps half. On Bedazzle 2, a totally addicting game, there wasn't any interaction at all. Does it mean I’ll never play anything again? I honestly have to say no; perhaps a game or two of solitaire once in a while.

Would you believe I played Bedazzle 2 for hours one day? I just had to get a higher score, you know? That night I dreamt Bedazzle! I was on Bedazzle overload.

We live in an age when people have more contact via the internet or phone than face-to-face contact; a sad fact in my humble opinion. We were created for fellowship, communion, or shall I say, community. Distance sometimes prohibits close encounters with those we love, in which the internet becomes a tool to connect. But if we are glued to our computers and fail to unite with those in our sphere of influence we lose that feeling of true connectedness.

What it comes down to is disconnection with flesh, warmth, emotional encounters that can fuel us.

Encouragement lifts us. Laughter gets our blood flowing. It heals. Our minds are spurred by conversation, not mindless chatter. We need depth in our relationships to grow in wisdom and knowledge, to mature. “Iron sharpens iron...”

I doubt our calling in life has anything to do with playing games on a computer. And I’m quite aware the excuses we make for why we play. It becomes an addiction, an obsession, which amounts to idolatry.

When we hear the word idolatry today, we may think of it as a thing of the past. We may think it’s simply worshipping a bronze calf as in the Old Testament, or an idol of wood or stone. But idolatry is much more than we might think. It means; worship, adoration, admiration, veneration, idolization, adulation, reverence, esteem, prize, and … love.

Most of these are not bad in and of themselves. Sin occurs when we are spiritually unequally yoked, when the object we’re fixated on becomes addictive, when that object is in excess or ungodly. Idolatry involves anything that we give loyalty to or that takes precedence in our lives over God and service to him. Or something we become dependent on rather than God. In other words, anything that owns us.

I have decided to make a clean break from games that sap my time and devotion to God and spend my time more effectively. For me, it means focusing on those things the Lord has called me to, writing and speaking, and encouraging my brothers and sisters in Christ, as well as evangelism.

Perhaps you’ve felt the same tug to get away from addiction, whether it’s a game or something else. What is the Lord calling you to? Whatever it is, He’ll give you the strength if you ask Him.

“The fear of man brings a snare, but whoever puts his trust in Jehovah shall be safe.” Prov. 29:25

A snare: trap, entanglement, net or web ~ Ever wonder why the internet is referred to as the WEB? Don't worry about what your friends think when you give up gaming.

Lord, I pray those reading this receive it in the way it was intended, in love; that they find encouragement to walk in closer union with you. Help them separate themselves from anything that takes precedence over your plan for their lives, that they might enjoy your riches. Enable these beloved ones to serve you more fully. In Jesus name, Amen

Blessings Friends ~ Danie Marie

THE BLING OF HEAVEN AND EARTH

2010-08-31T18:04:00.000-07:00

I’ve often dubbed myself Bling, Bling, Girl. I love anything that sparkles; jewelry, jazzed up clothing, diamonds dancing on the water, rings, and things of that sort. In this short list you'll notice I included natural bling, too, because it offers some of the most spectacular beauty. Although I can’t wear those shimmery water diamonds, I take great pleasure viewing such offerings.

When I’m down all I need do is look at creation, to listen. God speaks to me through His handiwork. The intricacies and thought He put into our world--the heavens--tell of His deep, deep love for us. I’ve been a nature lover since childhood, and understood early on that there is a God. He tenderly, lovingly, drew me to Himself.

I am His. I have been for 41 years. I can’t imagine doing life without Him.

On those tough, dry, disappointing days, I think about what heaven will be like. I imagine the streets of gold; so pure they look like glass. Imagine them reflecting God’s glory! The soothing sounds of water cascading from His throne; the music of heaven and unimaginable joy. I think about our heavenly reunion. What a day that will be.

No more tears. No more pain. No more death!

Oh, to see the face of my Lord and Savior. To touch His nail scared hands and feet, His side. To see the walls around his Kingdom, those precious gems casting rainbow colors all around... Oh the beauty! This Bling, Bling, Girl can hardly wait. But I guess I’ll have too. For now, I have a bit of a preview.

When we built our home it came as a complete surprise the first time the setting sun cast light on our Swarovski crystal chandelier in our dining room. I’ll never tire of the beauty it creates. Prisms of color dance on the walls and ceiling in glorious delight. The first time I saw the phenomenon, I thought, this is a little bit of heaven.

Years ago the Lord allowed the transformation to take place as I ministered to a sister in the Lord who had recently lost her son. I said, “This, on a small scale, is what your son is enjoying in heaven, right now.” It was a God ordained moment.

His riches are beyond measure. They will never run out. I plan to enjoy His treasures here and now. What the ear can hear and the eye can see is ... FREE.

I've included one of my poems for your enjoyment.

ALL POWERFUL, GENTLE LORD

The Lord is more majestic

Than the most majestic mountain,

He is mightier than

The raging of the sea!

His power is much greater

Than a lightning bolt from heaven;

Yet His hand created

All of these!

O gentle Savior, Mighty King!

We lift our hearts

To you and sing,

For to you, all glory we bring!

Our Savior is most gentle

Like a mother with her child,

His peace like a rainbow

When a storm has settled.

Like the flowers He cares for

That bloom in spring,

He tenderly cares

For you and for me.

Our God, He cares

For the sheep of his fold,

Gently leading

To fresh waters cold.

O gentle Savior, Mighty King!

We lift our hearts

To you and sing, for to you

All glory we bring!

Lord, I ask that you bless and encourage my friends today; that you lighten their load. May they cast their cares on you, knowing that you care for them. Open their eyes to see the beauty around them. That they may know the love you have for them. Bring them to a place of worship and praise. I ask these things in Jesus precious name. Amen

DANGER ZONE

2010-07-28T15:58:00.000-07:00

Sometimes I feel like I’m falling. Falling into that proverbial pit of despair where the peace and safety I’ve known feels like it’s slipping away. That change is coming—change that will forever alter my life. Have you ever been there?

Quite frankly, it scares me; the unknown. My thoughts wander. I feel ill at ease. I worry I’ll make the wrong decision. Worry that I’ll be even worse off. I’m quite aware the grass isn’t always greener on the other side of ... here. Then I hear Him. I hear God whisper and I stop to listen.

I feel intimidated by what He asks me to do; to speak to the one who hurt me. But one thing I’ve learned, obedience leads to greater rewards. Still, my flesh seeks protection. What if their response is ignoble?
The word comes softly as though on a sweet scented breeze ... do you trust me?

I sigh. Yes, I trust you, Lord.

He bolsters my strength. I step into uncharted territory and await their reply. To my surprise it’s completely unexpected. No reprisal? Aw, Lord, you prepared the way before me! You knew how my heart was hurting, that I was ready to give up. You have proven again that you are active in each one of our lives, not just mine. You confirmed your desire for harmony, unity in the body of Christ. I’m not the only one you care about; you care about each one of us. You want what’s best for all of us. Your love abounds!

What if I had done things my own way? What if I had said no to God’s call to open myself up, to share my pain, to trust Him? I’d still be miserable.

How can I express the wonders of His great love? God had a plan and He is working to bring needed, positive change in my life. Are my trials over? No, but I’m on this journey called life with Jesus at the helm. He is with me. He is for me. His plans are to prosper me and not to harm me.

Trust—five letters that mean so much, especially when it comes from the Lord of Hosts; the one who holds the world in His hands and the stars in space. He knows them all by name. He knows ... me, oh so much better than I know myself. What I do know about myself sometimes makes me shiver.

The sins I’m capable of.

One wrong step could have changed everything, turned my world upside down.

I cannot sing God’s praises enough. I’m resting, still somewhat fearful, but He has shown me that He has not left me alone. He never has. He sees, He hears, He knows. And he loves me unconditionally.

Security is not possible without God. Striving for anything else is futile. It happens by resting in Him, trusting, walking on the paths He has chosen for us. The Lords plans for us are altogether good and pleasing. We hit rough spots from time to time, but we must remember that He never leaves us. He holds us by our right hand. Are we gripping His?

I pray the Lord keeps us strong. The best way to accomplish that is by having one or two friends hold us accountable. God doesn’t want wimpy sons and daughters. He wants children who walk in humble dependence on Him who are willing to step out and do those things that are tough, remembering that He is with us, a very present help in times of danger, whether our struggles are internal or external.

Read Jeremiah 29:11 at the top is my post. I pray it encourages you today and tomorrow and the day after that...

Lord ~ I ask that you hold my sisters close to your heart. Whatever difficulty they’re facing today, be their help, and give them the encouragement they need. I pray they see you high and lifted up. That they know they're not alone in their struggle; that others care. Give them your perspective and your vision for their lives. Thank you, in Jesus Name. Amen

FIREWORKS

2010-07-08T14:34:00.000-07:00

The fourth of July's spectacular fireworks display captured us with its wonder. We sat mesmerized. We anxiously awaited the next fantastic blast of color. We ooohed and awwwed. We clapped. We smiled.

We gave a collective sigh when it ended.

Perhaps you watched it all on TV, but it’s not quite the same as seeing it live with a crowd who are equally engrossed by the spectacle. No matter how or where you saw them, if at all, they’re beautiful to behold, but now ... we have to wait ‘till next year to enjoy it all again...

Not so! At least not the way I just described. There are far better fireworks we can enjoy each day. This sentence from Sarah Young’s JESUS CALLING says it all. “When your Joy in Me meets My Joy in you, there are fireworks of heavenly ecstasy.” Wow, what a statement.

Doesn’t that give you thrill chills? Have you found your Joy in Him? People often talk about trying to find happiness but the worldly kind is as fleeting as a butterfly. It lights momentarily and then it’s gone. Its life is short. How sad that people settle for so little when they can have the REAL thing.

Jesus died on the cross and rose again to give us real life; abundant life; here and now. It’s not a yearly extravaganza, but a day to day experience, a relationship with the living God! Who could ask or want for more? Religion is dead; relationship is alive and full of potential. Are you realizing yours? Never forget ... God has a plan and purpose for your life. Don’t let the bumps and valleys destroy your joy.

Remember, as we focus on the Lord in our day to day situations, He has already prepared the way before us. He will lead us through to the other side. While we struggle to see through the thistle He sees the whole picture; the entire tapestry of our lives. He knows our frailty, that we are but dust, and yet—the God of heaven finds joy in us, his children.

Oh, the fireworks of heavenly bliss as we enjoy intimacy with our Redeemer, our Savior and Lord—Jesus.

I Corinthians 13:12 – “Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.”

Lord, touch those reading this today. May they sense your presence, your comfort, and your love. Give them your vision for their lives. Lead them on paths of righteousness for your names sake. Fill them with the joy of your Holy Spirit as they strive to live for you, and bless them abundantly. In Jesus name I pray. Amen

God Bless you, Friend

Danie Marie

OUR LOSS, OUR GAIN

2010-06-21T14:50:00.000-07:00

Can you imagine never suffering loss again? Heaven is such a place. Never again will we suffer the loss of loved ones, of finances, our health, a home, job, or a spouse through death or divorce, or friendship. There are two things we will lose, though; the ability to sin and our entanglements with this world, those things that tie us down and wear us out. Amen!

In light of Christ’s glory this world will become an instant, distant memory.

Once the treasures Christ has for us are unveiled we’ll welcome earthly loss. If only we would loosen our grip on earthen treasures now, those things that break, fad, tarnish, rot or burn. Oh, what a glorious hope we have in Christ Jesus. Doesn’t it give you thrill chills?

Being in heaven with Jesus will outshine the beauty of this world in infinite ways. What we enjoy here is a foreshadowing of what awaits us in glory, most importantly, Christ himself. Although we enjoy His presence now, I can only imagine the wonder of seeing Him face to face. I can hardly wait. How about you?

ll Corinthians 4:18 ~ “So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.”

Hebrews 11:13-14 ~ "All these people were still living by faith when they died. They did not receive the things promised; they only saw them and welcomed them from a distance. And they admitted that they were aliens and strangers on earth. People who say such things show that they are looking for a country of their own."

Lord, inspire in us today an awakening of our spirits that we might see you high and lifted up; that we would perceive your fame. Strengthen our faith as we live and move in you. And fill us with your Holy Spirit that we reflect your glory; that others will be drawn to you. In Jesus name, Amen

The Battle in My Body ~ Proverbs 139

2010-06-02T15:54:00.000-07:00

Several years ago, extreme fatigue and frequent flu like symptoms caused pain from head to toe and plagued my body for months.

In February of 2005, I sat in the doctor’s office waiting for my nurse practitioner. As soon as she walked in and asked how I was, my throat constricted with pent up tears. “I feel awful,” I said. “I hurt all over and I can’t sleep.”

She ordered general lab tests for rheumatoid arthritis (RA). “No wonder you’re depressed. With all you have going on, I’d be depressed too!”

Depressed? Oh no, I thought, something else to deal with! But the Lord reminded me, depression was more than a result from physical suffering. It was a spiritual battle. He prompted me to change my focus from worry to praise. It made all the difference in my outlook and helped dispel the darkness of depression.

Two of the four lab tests came back positive, but not the one specific to RA, which didn’t mean I didn’t have it. Apparently you can have a false positive or a false negative result. I was referred to a specialist in the field of rheumatology. With only a few in the area, I had a three month wait. Then, more testing and more waiting for lab results to determine if I had RA, lupus, fibromyalgia, or a combination of the three.

During one extreme bout of pain accompanied by sleep deprivation and mounting frustration while awaiting results the Lord led me to Isaiah 49. Tears welled up as I read verse 15. “Can a mother forget the baby at her breast and have no compassion on the child she has born? Though she may forget, I will not forget you!” (NIV) On my knees, face to the ground in my prayer closet, I imagined my head lying on the Lord’s lap and wept tears of thanksgiving.
He not only remembered me, He knew all about my struggle and would walk with me through the valley.

After three and a half long months I finally got the diagnosis; bed fellows, fibromyalgia and chronic fatigue syndrome. A well meaning sister in the Lord added to my pain when she implied I wasn’t healed because of sin or that I lacked faith. Thankfully my knowledge of God’s Word lifted me from the unnecessary burden. If sin is the reason for sickness, we’d all be on our death beds...

In James 5:15-16 one small word, “if”, is often overlooked and scripture taken out of context. “And the prayer offered in faith will make the sick person well; the Lord will raise him up. If he has sinned he will be forgiven,” emphasis mine. Jesus forgave my sins and I had no outstanding un-confessed sin. I fully believed that in God’s time I’d be healed, and if not, He’d enable me to endure the pain.

After suffering for nearly a year and a half from the time of my diagnosis, February 2006, the symptoms suddenly stopped, a result of the prayers of many on my behalf. Hallelujah!

Unfortunately, I still had more to endure. Coming off strong pain medications caused horrendous withdrawals. Right when it seemed things couldn’t get any worse, I was nearly undone emotionally. At the Saturday evening Bible study my husband and I attend, a woman in our group, an ex-emergency room nurse, informed us that it would take six to eight months to get the drugs completely out of my system.

It's only been five weeks!

My heart dropped to my stomach.

I don't know if I can endure this Lord...

I struggled to keep my emotions intact. When we got home the withdrawals hit full force. I wanted to crawl out of my skin. Pain wracked my body from head to toe throughout the night.

Knowing our church staff gathers for prayer every Tuesday morning, Monday I sent my pastor an email to make sure they had my prayer request in time. He wrote back that they would lift me up in prayer that night. I had forgotten it was the monthly Monday night prayer meeting (March). Hope filled my heart.

That night I prayed. Lord, please hear the prayers of your saints and take this from me.

Praise God, He did!

I experienced a true miracle. The withdrawals stopped. The Lord provided joy in the storm and my heart overflows now with the joy of restored health, thanks to His wonderful mercy.

The first of June at my six month appointment with the rheumatologist all my lab tests came back normal. A testament to the Rheumatologist of God's mercy.

I’ve personalized the first sentence in the first chapter of The Purpose Driven Life, by Rick Warren—it’s not about me. Nothing touches us without being Father filtered. It's encouraging to know that He helps us cope to the end that His purposes are fulfilled, and understanding those purposes; the testing of our faith which brings deeper intimacy as we trust in him; no matter the situation.

Hang onto hope!

These tents we inhabit will one day be replaced with immortal bodies—bodies without pain or disease when God will wipe every tear from our eyes. If you’ve been blessed with good health, rejoice, because you never know if or when you’ll have to wear the shoes of suffering.

Lord, minister to my sisters who suffer pain and sleepless nights. Hold them gently. May they see your glory in the midst of their trial and sing praises to your Holy Name. Amen

Thrill Chills

2010-05-19T14:55:00.000-07:00

The last couple of years, especially this year, I’ve experienced something wonderful. It happens most often when I’m having my quiet time. The best way to describe it, thrill chills. The Holy Spirit inspired kind; those rushes of pure joy when God speaks to my heart.

Every time I have these experiences a smile spreads across my face. I can’t help it. Sometimes I laugh. My shoulders rise and shrug back as the thrill rushes through me. The dearest part is the nearness I feel to my Beloved Savior.

Isaiah said us He holds us by our right hand. The love I have for Jesus and the closeness of our relationship compels me to cling to Him. I draw my hand under my chin, imagining I’m clasping His hand, as He clasps mine, my head on His shoulder.

Sound crazy?

Try it.

My favorite devotional of late is JESUS CALLING by Sarah Young. It’s like the words are coming directly out of Jesus mouth to my heart. No matter the devotional you use or scripture you read, do so and then meditate as you draw close to our Savior. I pray you, too, will experience those wonderful thrill chills as you draw close to Him. To have a nearness and dearness with Jesus you’ve never experienced before, and that you grow more and more in love with Him each day, as I am.

“For I am the Lord your God, who takes hold of your right hand and says to you, Do not fear; I will help you.” Isaiah 41:13

Lord, hold tightly to those who need a special touch today. Let them feel your presence in a new and exciting way that helps them know you are with them; that they are never alone and that you love them unconditionally. Fill them with joy from your wellspring of life. Renew their love for you that they may love others. In Jesus Name, Amen

The Burdens We Carry

2010-05-12T17:41:00.000-07:00

Some days I feel weary. Weary of trying to accomplish tasks God has called me to; namely, writing, speaking, and blogging; counseling women and taking time for family and friends. Anxiety weighs me down and I wonder which way to turn. There are so many options it makes my head swim.

Decisions, decisions, decisions!

The load feels so heavy at times I want to check-out.

Ever been there? Perhaps you’re there right now. I’m an empty nester, but some of you have families to care for. Add a job to an already heavy responsibility and you’ve got overload.

Yikes!

What to do?

Jesus advises, “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gently and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.” (Matt. 11:28-30)

Most of us have seen a picture or on TV, a pair of oxen pulling a heavy load. But did you know that one of the oxen is more experienced, stronger? When a young ox is attached to a yoke with a mature ox, the young ox’s load is made lighter, easier. The lead ox does most of the work. In time the young ox learns from the older.

“Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their work.” (Eccles. 4:9) I fail when I attempt to complete projects in my own strength. The Lord is the only one who can truly lighten my load. But I have a responsibility to ask and receive His help. It means learning to trust Him in all things, and sometimes He wants us to reach out to others for help.

If we live life as “People pleasers” and “Yes people”, we are our own worst enemy. If God hasn’t called us to it—we shouldn’t do it.

Learning to recognize when our plate is full, and learning to say “No” frees us from added anxiety. Spending time with Jesus each day lessens stress as we look to Him for strength. He helps us remember to trust him and not worry about tomorrow. Each day if we do what we can, that’s enough. It’s all He expects.

EVERYDAY ROUTINES

2010-04-23T16:42:00.000-07:00

They become pitfalls if we let boredom, anger, or resentment set in. We’ve all been there. And if you’re like me, hate the feelings that accommodate such reactions. They dampen our entire day.

Laundry and dishes always need cleaning and even the routine of putting them in a machine becomes tedious at times. I’ll say it. Sometimes we’re lazy, no matter how easy the task. If we let dishes or laundry pile up, eventually we’ll have to bite the proverbial bullet and clean the mess, deepening our frustration because the mess takes longer to clean.

Rest easy there is hope.

I’m not talking about thumbing through the yellow pages for a fulltime maid, but if you can afford one, have at it!

Mundane issues are sure to pop up elsewhere.

But take heart, Sisters. As I said, there’s hope. If we want to get through all the humdrum with a smile on our face at the end of it all, here’s all we have to do. It’s simple really.

Instead of complaining, try focusing on praise and thankfulness. If we have two good feet to stand on, that’s reason enough to praise or two arms, and hands to work with. Or the appliances that make our work less difficult; a home to live in; clothes on our backs.

What if we simply focus on who God is and what He’s done for us? He sent his Son to die on the cross for our sins. He took our place so that we can have an abundant life … here and now.

Our tasks become joyful as we sing love songs to our Savior; as we quote beloved scriptures; or spend time in prayer and praise. It’s amazing how much quicker a job seems to get done and how much better we feel after it’s finished. A little note hung over our work area can serve as a good reminder and perhaps a peaceful picture. Whatever it takes to turn our attention to praise, we’ll feel better and be blessed.

“And cultivate thankfulness. Let the Word of Christ—the Message—have the run of the house. Give it plenty of room in your lives. Instruct and direct one another using good common sense. And sing, sing your hearts out to God! Let every detail in your lives –words, actions, whatever—be done in the name of the Master, Jesus, thanking God the Father every step of the way.”

Colossians 3:17 The Message

Riding High

2010-04-09T14:00:00.000-07:00

It’s good to be back after a bit of a break. Dealing with women’s retreat and Mount Hermon (MH) so close together was a challenge and left me exhausted. I’m now rested and enjoying time at our condo on Bainbridge Island, WA. Don’t worry I’m not going to leave you hanging. God met me on the mountain. Rachel Zurakowski, an agent with Books & Such, wants to see my whole manuscript and Karen Ball with B & H Publishing wants to see three chapters. Woohoo!

I feel incredibly blessed by this experience, but learned while there, due to a God-given roommate, LoraLee, that my novel needs work. I’ll be busy deepening my characters in the coming months, which will help with adding more story/scenes. Currently my novel’s at 73,000 words. B & H minimum word count is 85,000. Both Rachel and Karen want to see my best work, so I have time to get down to the grind.

The main track I attended on speaking under the tutelage of Glenna Salsbury helped me learn some new tricks I’ll need to use the next time doors open for speaking. Humor. Personal stories. Humor. She was so much fun and drew us all in with not a boring moment. I only wish there was more time to socialize with my classmates, a great group of people whose stories captured my heart.

Once home, after gimping around for four days before I left for MH and the entire time I was gone, I went to the doctor and had my foot X-rayed. Four days later I saw my podiatrist. I’m now wearing a boot to support a stress fracture and tendonitis for five weeks. Funny how we don’t let things slow us down when we’re heading toward a goal filled with hope and expectation. May yours be rich.