Sifted to Shine the Light on God's Divine Design

The Star of Bethlehem

2011-12-26T18:14:00.000-08:00

So I posted last week about the morning star, short days, long nights.

... and Jesus' birthday not being the 25th.

Yesterday my three men and I stayed indoors all day, chilling, relaxing, enjoying the peace and quiet of home, and each others' comfortable presence.

After opening presents we snuggled up nice and comfy in the basement to watch a video that sheds light on the 25th of December. The video is titled The Star of Behtlehem. It is a documentary about the star the Wise Men followed.

The documentary is a wonderfully interesting presentation of the galaxies, a study of stars and constellation all lined up with history.

I recommend it for all especially right now as Christmas begins to wind down. We spend a lot of time putting all the emphasis on one day, when in reality the Christmas story took place over a couple of years period.

Get the video. Watch it. You will be amazed and educated. Your eyes will be opened. Meanwhile visit the website.

Shine!

...

Morning Star

2011-12-22T07:28:00.000-08:00

^{December 22– my favorite day of the year!}

^{I wish to take issue with whoever determined December 25 to be the day Jesus birth would be celebrated. We all know, don’t we, little proof exists as to Jesus’ true birth date. I have heard that since He was the "LIGHT shining in the darkness", it made complete sense for Him to be born during the darkest season of the year. I get that.}

^{Yesterday was the shortest day of the year, hence the darkest 24 hour period. For me December 21st represents the times in our lives when trials, hardships, challenges, heartaches, and difficulties rule. December 21st reminds me of emotionally draining experiences that threaten to destroy the desperate. When December 21st dawns late, I am reminded, “Life is hard. Days are dark. Life and joy are threatened.” And I contemplate, “Is there hope?”}

^{December 22 dawns! Today marks a countdown, the march toward the longest day of the year—the day when the sun shines forever– or so it seems. I live for that warm day in June when the bright and morning star rises early, announcing a new day, a long day, a day filled with SUN!}

^{Today December 22 is a day to celebrate. Into the long dark night a light shines, just a little earlier this day, erasing yesterday’s length of darkness. Today there is a tiny bit more sun.}

^Hope!

^{Tomorrow, yet a bit more sun will shine. Each day more light. Each day breaks earlier.}

^{Every day will not be a December 21st day.}

^{After every December 21st comes December 22nd, reminding those of us who find ourselves in shadows, on dark paths, facing uncertain futures—- a day is coming when more light will shine than shown yesterday!}

^{Read what the Bible has to say about the Morning Star:}

^“...we have even greater confidence in the message proclaimed by the prophets. You must pay close attention to what they wrote, for their words are like a lamp shining in a dark place—until the Day dawns, and Christ the Morning Star shines in your hearts.”

2 Peter 1:19

I, Jesus, have sent my angel to give you this message... I am the bright morning star.” Revelation 22:16

Shine!

God's face

2011-07-26T18:53:00.000-07:00

This sunflower voluntarily came up on its own. No one planted the seed. One day this spring it poked itself up through the dirt and began its climb.

Reminds me of God.

Where did this sunflower come from? No beginning. Just appeared!

I have to walk past this giant marker as I come and go from home. It stands as a protector, reminding everyone, this house is watched over by a giant brilliant sunflower!

Sort of comforts me- you know?

I crane my neck to look up into its face, sun blinding my eyes. No one has seen God.

What I see when my eyes focus is a little family of bees crawling around on the face of the giant sunflower.

“Seek me and I will let you find me,” God says.

A relationship with the Almighty. It isn’t complicated. He is closer than we think. HE stands watch over us, inviting, beckoning,

“Come.”

I want to be a bee- living my life seeking God’s face, taking my nourishment from Him.

Sweet as honey.

Seek God's face and may His glory cause you to ~

Shine!

Prepared?

2011-07-20T11:39:00.000-07:00

Who is getting ready for She Speaks? I'll tell you a secret. I am already there! I am here in Concord at the Embassy Suites getting ready ~

...and I am waiting for you!

So what did I pack? What did I do to get ready?

I have my one page and elevator talk and book proposal.

I packed my shoes, makeup, hair brush and contact lens solution.

But... most importantly I took a look at all my expectations,

...and then I let them go!

Let go your expectations so God can fill you up. He can't give us what He has planned if we are so filled up and over packed that we are not prepared for our encounter with God.

Sweet friends,

prepare by letting go!

Shine!

Mission accomplished!

2011-07-05T18:56:00.000-07:00

Yes! I am almost home after having been gone for three weeks!!!

The reason I have been away from home? There are many- since I teach 10 months during the year, if I want to see family, I go for long periods of time in the summer.

My awesome and wonderfully fun loving mother celebrated her 88th birthday in June so I threw her a surprise party- in her own home. Two of her best friends helped me and we had 18 singing happy birthday to her.

During this time away from home my husband and I also visited his family.

The highlight of visiting family is the time I get to spend on the lake at my mother's home. Oh! I spent so much wonderful time- talking with God, being still, listening to him, and enjoying the works of His hands all around me.

Now I am refreshed and ready to get home.

Tomorrow- I walk through the doors to my house and begin to prepare for She Speaks. I am so excited about the second part of my summer.

Family visited- msision accomplished.

She Speaks- around the corner!

Shine!

He came back!

2011-06-15T18:12:00.000-07:00

So I thought we ran the sneaky snake off.

First problem with this thinking is that it is false!

If you don't get rid of it- IT WILL come back!

Sure enough he came back as bold as ever. There he was early in the morning sunning in the same spot where I had found him yesterday. Now he had taken up residency.

What has boldly taken up residency in your life.

Let's see-

Stinking thinking, judgmental attitude, the need to control, chronic sadness over unmet expectations, loss of dreams. These are just a few of the "evils" that have taken up residency in my life. I call them evils because each threatens to take my focus off the ONE who can free me from the shackles that steal my joy make my life effective..

Today my husband and I had to do battle- real battle. This time we couldn't just run IT off. We had to get rid ofIT - kill IT.

You know what? We stuck with it. We stayed on top. We didn't give up --- and we got the slithering sucker.

This is what I learned - RELIEF at having done the work to get rid of IT. Now I know IT is gone and I am safe. He will no longer meet me each day, cause fear, get in my face, threaten me or mine.

Got sin? Do battle. Fight 'til you overcome, and

Shine .

There's a snake in my pool!

2011-06-13T20:20:00.000-07:00

No one wants to wake up to find a snake in their pool!

This is not a comfortable subject. I don’t want to talk about it - don’t want to tell the neighbors. Don’t want to let the quests in our home know.

This morning I woke up to find a snake in the pool. It wasn’t one of the little garden variety either.

I knew I should get rid of it so I called my DH to do the honors, fight the battle for his damsel in distress. Chase down that old serpent, slay it and throw it as far as the east is from the west. In our house that would mean- throw it across the ravine.

So my husband began his vigil.

As he did, I watched the battle we each face every.

This is what happened. I saw the snake. He slid into the pool off the connector hose to the vacuum. I chased him around trying to “scoop” him up with the skimmer pole. From time to time the sleazy serpent surfaced trying to climb up and over the coping- to no avail. So, for one split second I turned to call my husband and ask for help to corner the enemy. Wouldn’t you know it? When I turned my face back to the water- he had disappeared! I assumed he had slithered into the skimmer. That is where my husband set up his vigil- for three hours he watched and waited for the hidden danger to show his face. He never did!

This is what I learned:

-We never know when we wake up each day what is lurking.

-We may spot evil, danger, temptation, wickedness and call it what it is, but we had best never take our eyes off it. When we do, it will slither away, causing us to think it is GONE!

-We must keep alert and know where the enemy is working.

I also realized I need to be prepared.

-Wake up each day knowing I will come face to face with evil.

-Wake up each day prepared to call out that which desires to cause me harm.

-Wake up each day prepared stay focused, keeping my enemy in check, lest he hide nearby and I forget his intent is to ruin my life.

Is there a “snake” in your “pool?”

What’s his name?

Shine!

A Tribute to My Daddy

2011-05-27T16:52:00.000-07:00

Whenever I think of Memorial Day - the men and women whose lives we honor and celebrate because of their willing and selfless sacrifice, I remember my daddy. He was the most wonderful person. I miss him so much. He fought in WWII in France and Germany, ending his tour of duty by helping to liberate the awful terrible death camp: Dacchau. Daddy, like so many of the great generation, never talked much about his accomplishments. He returned from the war, married, raised two little girls into adulthood, provided generously for us, protected us fiercely, and prepared us for the world. I owe a lot of who I am, the bit of confidence I have to my daddy.

After working in the oil industry in South America, where I was born, England, and Norway he returned to Table Rock Lake in Missouri where he retired. Ten years ago he went HOME to be with Jesus. I miss you daddy.

2- God raised Him from the dead!

2011-04-24T02:41:00.000-07:00

Paul spoke these words in his first public sermon. Acts 13:16

"Men of Israel, and you who fear God, listen: The God of …Israel chose our fathers and made the people great during their stay in the land of Egypt, and with an uplifted arm He led them out from it… Then they asked for a king, and God… raised up David to be their king, concerning whom He also testified and said, ‘ I HAVE FOUND DAVID the son of Jesse, A MAN AFTER MY HEART, who will do all My will.' From the descendants of this man, according to promise, God has brought to Israel a Savior, Jesus… And though they found no ground for putting Him to death, they asked Pilate that He be executed. When they had carried out all that was written concerning Him, they took Him down from the cross

Lambs sold in the meat market of Athens: "Good" Friday.

and laid Him in a tomb. But God raised Him from the dead; and for many days He appeared to those who came up with Him from Galilee to Jerusalem, the very ones who are now His witnesses to the people. And we preach to you the good news of the promise made to the fathers, that God has fulfilled this promise to our children in that He raised up Jesus…’ ”

Graffiti on bus in Athens

Many years later, while speaking to the Corinthians, Paul described Jesus as the Passover Lamb.


The Messiah, our Passover Lamb, has already been sacrificed for the Passover meal, 1 Corinthians 5:6


Flowers for sale on a street corner in Athens

Hallelujah Jesus is risen to new life ~

for YOU and for Me!

(want to go?Winning With Encouragement Ministries)

Shine!

1- Which way ?

2011-04-23T07:13:00.000-07:00

Meanwhile, (Paul)Saul was uttering threats with every breath…eager to kill the Lord’s followers. So he went to the high priest. He requested letters addressed to the synagogues in Damascus, asking for their cooperation in the arrest of any followers of the Way he found there. He wanted to bring them—both men and women—back to Jerusalem in chains. As he was approaching Damascus on this mission, a light from heaven suddenly shone down around him. He fell to the ground and heard a voice saying to him, “Saul! Saul! Why are you persecuting me?” “Who are you, lord?” Saul asked. And the voice replied, “I am Jesus, the one you are persecuting! Acts 9:1-5 (NLT)

A mosaic in Berea depicting Paul's encounter with the blinding Light.

Tomorrow people around the world celebrate a day in eternity unlike any other. As I contemplate the meaning of the week Christians call Holy Week, I reflect on my most recent journey:

For the past 13 days I’ve been on a pilgrimage through Turkey and Greece traveling in the footsteps of Paul, Paul of the Bible, the controversial Jewish priest who progressed from stoning Christ followers to spreading Christianity.

During the last two weeks I have learned – the path he cut through Israel toward Rome was a journey worth tracing. His life in word and deed is an example worth modeling.

I was there for a portion of his footsteps!

Now I invite you to join me as I retrace my trip:

Istanbul, Turkey.

We flew into Istanbul to begin our pilgrimage. Although there is no mention of Paul having traveled through this magnificent city, we began our journey here in order to make our way into Turkey (Asia Minor in the Bible) where we met up with Paul at Izmir (Smyrna).

My observations and reflections:

Sailing on the Bosporus, passing under the bridge joining Asia to Europe

Istanbul is a one-of-a-kind city: the only city in the world straddling two continents – Asia and Europe. These two continents represent vast differences, yet here in this huge sea of humanity two opposite and opposing cultures come together.

So what do I do with the differences? Some would intellectually approach a visit to Istanbul with an openness accepting that societies are different.

Not me. I am inquisitive. I want to know, “Where did the various and different ways originate? Where did these ideas originate. What made them the authority? Is there a right way? If so, I want to make the correct choice. Which way will I choose? Why?”

As we westerners come to grips with cultural merging, including faith and religion, I find myself challenged to consider my personal convictions. “What do I believe?”

I debate myself: “Have I made my own conclusions? Am I confident in my choice? Do I have reasonable argument for my stand? Have I researched my defense? Is my stand worthy of discussion? Do I practice a man-made religion? Is my faith built on a solid argument?”

The city of Istanbul is like my mind ...

considering the fabrications of man (the law of the minaret: a command to pray five times a day)

or the facts of God's creation: His magnificent grace and beauty.

Have you chosen the path your life will take? Will you choose fabrication or fact?

Stay tuned for more of Paul's journeys.

(want to go?Winning With Encouragement Ministries)

Shine

This little light of mine is just a flicker

2011-02-28T16:00:00.000-08:00

In memory of our beautiful little freckled belly dog

Air- Today you moved From the Pound to the Palace. Thank you for the countless lessons you taught your family and so many children. Devotion to the Master is the only way to live an abundant and fulfilled life. I hope you would say that your masters were as good to you as you were to us. We will miss you!

Movin' on Monday

2011-01-17T06:32:00.000-08:00

Today I am dedicating my blog to a new friend – MC.

I recently met MC when Lysa, who had received an e-mail from her, let me in on MC’s life so I could reach out to her and pray with her as she begins a most terrifying AND gratifying move.

Today MC moves from Brazil to Calgary! That’s a MOVE! She is moving from southern South America on the Atlantic coast to northwestern North America nearly to the Pacific coast. Cultures are different. She will no longer speak in her Portuguese tongue but hear English and French spoken. It's cold in Calgary right now. I bet it's tropical in Brazil! MC's friends and family are all in Brazil. Does she know anyone in Calgary?

I don’t know about you, but this adventure terrifies me and at the same time excites me! What if God called me to make this move? Would I go? Would you?

God does not waste anything. Lest you think your little life goes unnoticed by the King who rules the universe, think again!

I have been allowed the awesome opportunity of creating a place for Latina women within the Proverbs 31 ministry. Consequently, any Hispanic correspondence that comes to us gets passed on to me. (We Americans get so confused about the world that any one in South America who contacts us gets sent over to me. And sometimes South Africans also fall into my basket!) I've met some amazing women!

Oh the joy of listening to stories of mended heartbreaks, victory-over-crushing circumstances, solved problems, restored relationships, women and men stepping into relationship with Jesus.

So when Lysa and H olly introduced me to MC, I immediately contacted her. We have had a running conversation going on between Brazil and Charlotte for nearly two weeks now and MC is rapidly stepping into my inner circle of close friends. Her story is an amazing one. She is Brazilian, came to California as an exchange student, returned to Brazil, earned several degrees in the medical field, and today is moving to Canada – ALONE, to continue her work.

Her life has not been without tragedy and pain. Yet she has managed to turn to God who is restoring and healing and redeeming this beautiful young lady. I know how beautiful she is- she sent me pictures of herself and her family--- I feel like I have been to Brazil to visit her!

Are you in the midst of a move? Has God plucked you out of your nest and nudged you on to a new place? Has it made you uncomfortable?

Not one of God’s nudges, however awkward it may feel for you, is a mistake. He knows the plans He has for you. He knows the outcome He has planned for you.

When MC woke up this morning she immediately went to her heavenly Father.

“I could never start my journey without lifting up my hands to worship and praise the Lord. God spoke to my heart from Jeremiah 29:11 ‘For I know the plans I have for you,’ declares the LORD, ‘plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.’

Van, our dear Lord is really our provider, isn't He???!!”

Wandering Friend, if you find yourself moving today or facing a move in your near future, remember, life is an adventure with God. He is the ultimate pioneer. He has gone before you. Now he has returned to take you by the hand. Put your hand in the hand of the Man who is worthy to take you to places that may seem uncharted. Trust Him. He knows where He is taking you.

Go! You don’t want to miss the incredible journey.

For more encouragement with the moves in your life, you might enjoy previous Movin’ on Mondays posts:

Moving to a place called BOLD

When God says MOVE

Moving with EVAN ALMIGHTY, I mean NOAH!

Shine,

Van

What's on your coffee table? Wednesday

2010-12-29T06:29:00.000-08:00

Today I read the December 29th entry in the devotional guide, Streams in the Desert. The encouraging words end with an anonymouns quote:

"When faith goes to the market it always takes a basket."

I have a collection of baskets.

Last night I pulled one off my shelf and filled it with bread to take to a friend's home where our two families broke bread and ate yummy spagetti.

The basket sat in the middle of the table. I wish I had taken a picture of everyone's hands as they reached in to grab their bread. No one was shy. We took, we ate, we were filled.

I have a basket sitting on the desk in my kitchen. It is filled with Christmas cards. Daily I reread cards and letter sent to me over the past month. I may not have seen my friends in years, but I KNOW they are my friends. I know because they remember me and they write to me. I really don't need much more confirmation.

On my coffee table sits a large basket filled with the books I gave my sons each year at Christmas. There are over 30 books - one for each Christmas. Each book represents a stage in life. Each story comes with a special warm memory.

I believe our relationship with God is like the filled baskets in my life- He asks us to come to Him because HE generously wants to give to us. He speaks to us through letters, traditions, and memories handed down through generations.

When I clean house and put up the decorations I am going to place an empty basket on my coffee table.

I am amazed that today's Bible verse is found in Judges (18:9-10). Right now the ladies with whom I meet each week to study the Bible are reading the book of Judges! Any way --- the verse reads:

"Come on...! We have seen that the land is very good. Aren't you going to do something? Don't hesitate to go there and take it over... God has put into your hands a land that lacks nothing whatever."

Whatever I need is out there ~ mine to claim. .

My basket sits empty as this year ends and a new one begins. I will not be making a New Year's resolution. This year I will live my life out of a theme - Great Expectations.

Each morning I will begin my day asking God to fill my basket with the possessions He has promnised.

Friend- don't forget your basket when you head to the market place. Remember your basket and remember to

Shine!

Who turns on the lights for you?

2010-12-18T10:02:00.000-08:00

I'm privleged to work with the most amazing group of women in my church- they are the women who make up the leadership team. I wish every woman in the world were blessed with the servant leadership exhibited by the ladies in my church who sacrificially give of themselves year round. They provide the spiritual and emtotional support we need in order to survive life's challenges.

Today I want to especially thank Melissa and Kendra:

Melissa heads up our women's ministry. You would never know she is the head honcho though. She leads with open hands. It is obvious the ministry is not hers. She has clearly allowed God to take control and she shares her leadership with others, allowing many to enjoy the blessings of leadership, honoring the women of our church by trusting them to use their talents and gifts, and inviting a large contengency of workers to participate in the field work. Thank you Melissa for sharing the bounty of the harvest!

I also include Kendra in this posting because truly- I never see Melissa. Instead she allows Kendra to be my direct contact. Kendra is the lady who I go to for all my needs as a Bible study facilitator. She unlocks my room and turns on the lights.

Unlocking and lighting... Do you know how huge it is to have someone in your life who unlocks and lights? Just think about the implications of unlocking and lighting!

Do you have someone in your life who turns on the lights for you? Some one Think about it-- Kendra lights up my path. When I arrive at church after dark, I know exactly where to go because over there in that corner I see the light. That is where I take my gifts and serve my God. There is no doubt in my mind where I am go to. Kendra has turned on the lights for me!

She doesn't just turn on the lights for me-- she provides the tools I need. She secures my resources- DVD's, workbooks, leaders' guides, hugs, smiles, and words of encouragement.

I wish you all had a Kendra in your life.

Then to top it all off! She gave me the most meaningful gift this year for Christmas. Like I needed ANOTHER gift from her.

Note cards and magnets to remind me of my calling! We all need to be reminded from time to time. What has God called you to do?

He has called me to~

Shine!

Movin' on Monday

2010-12-13T00:47:00.000-08:00

This essay, sent to me by a friend, moved me!

HOW GREAT is THAT DARKNESS
By Coach Dave Daubenmire

Most Christians are not. Not really disciples of Jesus that is. As I go about my work, I have become more and more convinced of that truth. The American Experience is in trouble because those who claim to be followers of Jesus really don’t follow Him.
Oh, don’t get me wrong, they “go to church,” and most “believe in God,” but they are not followers of Jesus. They don’t even know what that means...to follow Jesus…even though they are “Christians.” In fact, I doubt whether the Apostle Paul, or any of the first-century believers, would even recognize the “religion” that we call “Christianity” today. Just wondering….was Jesus a Christian?”

Jesus hated religion. It was the “religious” folks that He tried to free us from. “But woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites!"
Read Mathew 23 to understand better what He had to say to “religious” leaders. He stated it better than I can.
Look. Christianity is not a religion, it is not “going to church”, it is not a set of rules and regulations after which you pattern your life, it is not a crutch for the weak, it is not an answer on the US Census, and it is not a home business designed to increase one’s earthly possessions.

Christianity is the life of Jesus living through you. It is an exchange of your life for His, a living out of His nature instead of yours, a “putting on” of the life of Jesus, not a process where you “accept” Him, or “receive” Him, or “come” to Him. It is a death process…a dying of you and your old nature…a transformation really…out of an old life to a new one. “Christ IN you, the hope of Glory.”

Most folks who identify as Christians claim to know Jesus as Savior. Very few know Him as Lord.

That’s why Christianity is so shallow in America. We love the “Savior” part of Jesus, but aren’t quite ready to bow to that “Lord” thingee. Most are interested in having “their Savior” bless their endeavors, but few are willing to “lay down their lives” for Him.
Everyone wants to “follow Jesus” until they find out where He is going…He is heading to a Cross…and He asks you to take up yours and follow Him. This flies in the face of popular Christianity and its “felt needs”… The hearts of Americans are hard to pierce. Stephen called folks like us “You stiff necked and uncircumcised in heart and ears, you do always resist the Holy Ghost: as your fathers did, so do you.”

How did the religious folks receive Stephen and his honest rebuke? “Then they cried out with a loud voice, and stopped their ears, and ran upon him with one accord, And cast him out of the city, and stoned him…”

Here is what I am getting at. Most “Christians” are not open to the true Gospel because they already think they have it. They have learned to compartmentalize it, to compromise it, to hang it on the coat rack. But they have heard a different Gospel. They have been taught to follow Christianity, not Jesus.

“For there are certain men crept in unawares, who were before of old ordained to this condemnation, ungodly men, turning the grace of our God into lasciviousness, and denying the only Lord God, and our Lord Jesus Christ.” -Jude

Do yourself a favor. Take the time to read the book of Acts. It is a record of the “Gospel” being lived out by those who were most familiar with the Savior. You will look long and hard, far and wide, to find anything even remotely resembling the modern-day Humanistic, self-serving, Jesus-wants-me-to-be-happy-and-rich- Gospel belching out of the pulpits today. Would they invite Paul, the greatest evangelist the world has ever known, to appear on TBN? Would Rick Warren and Joel Osteen allow him to stand in their pulpits? Can you picture him “dancing with the stars?”

Americans are following a “different” Gospel, which is "no Gospel at all."

“Because thou sayest, I am rich, and increased with goods, and have need of nothing; and knowest not that thou art wretched, and miserable, and poor, and blind, and naked:”

Permit me to state it more succinctly so that there can be no misunderstanding of the point I am trying to make. Most church-goers are not followers of Jesus. They are merely members of a social club called “Christianity”. “Membership has its advantages….”

How do you heal someone who doesn’t know he is sick? How do you save someone who doesn’t think he is lost?

“If therefore the light that is in thee be darkness, how great is that darkness…”
Americanized Christianity has everything backwards. Somewhere along the line the life-denying-Gospel has morphed into a life-enhancement Gospel. Instead of us giving ourselves for the advancement of the Kingdom we have been fooled into believing that Jesus gave Himself so we could be masters of our own kingdom.

The idea of sacrifice and suffering is anathema to modern, Americanized Christianity. How else can you possibly explain the calloused attitude that most “Christians” have towards the “increase of His government and peace.”

Read Mathew 13. It is here that we read of the wheat and the tares which GROW UP TOGETHER. That’s right. When you go to “church” on Sunday it would behoove you to look around. Many of those sitting beside you are destined for the bon-fire. They look like Christians, the sing like Christians, and they speak the Christian “language”, but they are not children of the Lord.

“Many will say to me in that day, Lord, Lord, have we not prophesied in thy name? and in thy name have cast out devils? and in thy name done many wonderful works? And then will I profess unto them, I never knew you: depart from me, ye that work iniquity.” -Mathew 7

Could it be that many are getting the wrong answer because they are being asked the wrong question? It is not “do you know Jesus”, but rather, “does Jesus know You?”
In recent polls eight-five per cent of all Americans self-identify as Christians, yet this nation has become a moral wasteland. “Christians” complain about others “shoving Christianity down our throats.” “Christians” declare that “religion” is a “private matter” while atheistic teachings swamp their children in “public schools.” “Christians” have abortions and vote for “pro-abortion” candidates. “Christians” embrace homosexuality. “Christians” fail to keep their marriage vows. “Christians” ignore the precepts that Jesus taught.
How do you rescue someone who doesn’t think he needs rescued? How do you bring sight to one who thinks he sees? How do you bring knowledge to one who thinks he knows? How do you bring truth to one who doesn’t know he is deceived? How do you bring light to one who doesn’t know it is dark?

America is the most “Gospelized” nation in the world, but my dealings with Americanized “Christians” have convinced me that the greatest mission field in the world is inside the four walls of most American churches. The darkness thinks it is light. “And the evil spirit answered and said, Jesus I know, and Paul I know; but who are you?” “You believe that there is one God; you do well: the devils also believe, and tremble.”
Most “Christians” don’t know enough about Jesus to tremble.
How great is that darkness…

Shine!

Rockin' around the centerpiece...

2010-11-29T04:13:00.000-08:00

Statistics show that children, who grow up in families where meals are regularly eaten together at home, tend to overcome many of life’s hardships.

(If you, like me, don't like to cook and feel overwhelmed in the kitchen

maybe a visit to my special friend- Leann's blog- She Cooks will insipre you. I know she inspires me every time I taste one of her delicious dishes.)

A study, from Columbia University, found that “teens from families that almost never eat dinner together are 72 percent more likely to use illegal drugs, cigarettes and alcohol than the average teen” (ibid.). That same study reports that those who eat dinner with their parents fewer than three times a week are more likely to smoke and drink than those who eat with their parents six times a week.

(...and for more ideas and encouragement on family life visit
Proverbs31 Ministries for Women)

Not only do I believe this, but I like the idea of families coming together at the end of the day. Traditions that develop during these times provide opportunities for the entire family to become involved in one another’s lives. The bonds that develop and the repetition of traditions contribute to children’s feelings of well being and security.

As some of you might have read in my previous blogs, I practice decorating with a purpose.

So what is my intention, while considering the kitchen table center piece? To bring the family together around the family meal a the end of the day, not only to eat but to build bonds and traditions.

My centerpiece is this year’s family center!

Not only do I use evergreen, pine cones, and candles, I have added special holiday table talk ideas to engage children and parents while they share the evening meal.

(Come back Wednesday for my "What's on your kitchen table? Wednesdays" decorating idea and I will show you simple steps for making a live centerpiece.)

Inside each of the little scrolls which are tied to colorfully sprayed sticks or tucked inside the giant pinecones, I have written a fun challenge.

These holiday dinner table games can be played in teams or individually. Open one scroll each evening and enjoy the fun.

At each place setting you may want to provide a pencil and paper. Or even better, small white boards which kids enjoy so much more than pencil and paper!

Here are a few ideas:

How many words can you make from the one word, Christmas?

Name everything found in the nativity.

How many Christmas carols do you know?

Fill in the blanks or answer the following:

Who stole Christmas?

Who is Frosty?

How many “la’s” are in “Deck the Halls”?

Can you name all of Santa’s reindeer?

What does a candy cane symbolize?

Who was the king in the Old Testament who was Jesus’ great, great, great…. grandfather?

We three kings from _____________are…

Glory to God in the _________________

Depending on your specific family circumstances, you may want to gather your children around the table before dinner. Let them play as you prepare the meal. That way they are out of your way and they have something to anticipate in the late hours of the day when they feel antsy or tired. Of course as you get dinner ready, you can participate.

What fun family traditions do you have that other families might enjoy incorporating into their Christmas activities?

For more ideas come back. Meanwhile, remember this is the season to

Shine!

Giving Thanks

2010-11-25T09:45:00.000-08:00

Listen to me, all who hope for deliverance - all who seek the Lord!

Consider the rock from which you were cut,
                   the quarry from which you were mined.

Think about.... (your ancestors). (my insert)               from Psalm 51

Today I give thanks for my great grandparents, my grandparents, my parents - the rocks from which I was cut and the quarries from which I was mined.

I am thankful for my mother's reasearch into my ancestry. How amazing to know that my forefathers and mothers knowingly and purposefully sacrificed and struggled so my life and the lives of my children would be defined by freedom and knowledge of Truth.

I learned my blood line paved the way for me. I also know that thousands of immigrants settled this precioius land for future generations - that we might all experience what they only dreamed could be a possibility.

Today we live in that dream!

I wonder - What am I doing today that will make a difference for the next generation of Americans?

I pray to God that the lives of my children and the generations that follow will be impacted by the way I live and practice my convictions.

Show me God, how to

Shine!

Way to Finish the Week

2010-11-12T17:55:00.000-08:00

T G I F - What a wonderful ring - Thank God it's Friday!

Most people would say this sigh is one of relief- The week is over. Yeah!

That's not the case in my last period class on Fridays. Eighteen 6th graders file in asking, "Do we get to hear about Bruce today?"

They are referring to Bruce Olson, a missionary friend of mine who has now become their friend.

My 6th graders met him in September and since then we have been reading his book, For This Cross I'll Kill You, a little each week, gathering up excitement, causing wide eyed exclamations and deep from their hearts begging, "Please read a few more pages."

So each Friday I have set up a win win situation. At an hour and time when most 6th graders are climbing out of their skins causing their teachers major angst, my favorite cherubs are sitting still in their desks, waiting anxiously to hear how the next episode will end. Of course they realize that the stories I am reading to them, I first heard live from the one who wrote the book- maybe even before most people in the world even knew of this missionary, hero. .

What is it about his story they love?

The open and real heart of a boy who was never good enough to play athletics. The confessions of a young kid who didn't fit in. The outporing of a youth who wondered for a long time, "Who is my God?"

They are enthralled with his wild lost-in-the-jungle tales. His encounters with the spears that land deep in the muscle of his leg cause shreeks from the girls and groans from the boys. His diet of grubs, parrots, and monkeys bring "awesome" from the 12 year old boys and "no way" from the girls.

They love to hear the stories and they hate to hear them. They are conflicted yet adicted to Bruce's story- how he felt God calling him to the jungles of South America to reach a tribe never been reached by God's Word.

Doesn't matter how the week has progressed, what has gone wrong, or what tomorrow looks like, Bruce's story has a way of putting life into perspective.

You see he gave his life away at the young age of 19 in order to walk into the jungles and risk his life (he truly nearly died). He sacrificed comfort in the United States, the opportunity to earn a college degree, a chance for a family of his own, - he gave it all up to bring the message of Good News to a remote tribe in Colombia.

His adventures are powerful. His life is a testimony. It never fails. Year after year I read this story with always the same response. "Please don't stop. Tell us more!"

Are you looking for a good family read these holidays. Find yourself a copy of this book and sit down with your children for a good, old fashion read.

Movin' on Mondays

2010-10-25T15:29:00.000-07:00

Movin' on in faith

When God calls you to move how do you step out?

Nothing gives me more joy or fascinates me more than to observe my woodland neighbors. If there is a neighbor I particularly would like to keep up with, it would be the squirrels who live in the trees surroudning my house. They are always on the move and they have fun at it! Although they spend their time working, building, saving, harvesting- they make a game out of each chore. I observe as they chase and soar.

What intrigues me most is their faith- how they "go out on a limb" and rarely pause to consider the dangers they may encounter if by chance they would not reach the next limb.

I have to admit my doubting nature. I trust God. I just don't trust myself. When he calls me to move I have to think about it. Plan. Prepare myself. Plot out my journey. Even then I may not step out in faith. So often I am my greatest hindrance.

As I sit here in my bedroom looking out at the trees I see these little woodland creatures scurring here and there without a care. They trust the limbs on which they travel. They get the job done and they make it all look so fun and easy.

I am pretty sure that is how I am meant to live my Christian life. Stepping out in faith, trusting God, joyfully.

Today is a new day.

God, let me learn from the squirrel. Today I want to step out in faith, living joyfully and all the while productive doing my work as unto You.

Oh and of course I want to always

Shine!

What's on Your Coffee Table? Wednesdays

2010-10-13T09:23:00.000-07:00

Decorating with a purpose.

I don't want to forget what I learned this week while reading about Joshua and Caleb, the battle of Jericho, praying, boldly asking and God.

Not only have I been reading my Bible but I have been looking at images on the web and pictures in books stored in shelves around my house. One of my favorites is this one:

Some view the Bible as a historical book, a religious tome, a collection of fascinating stories to be read in Sunday school...

While I read it for all those reasons, I also read to apply what I have learned to my own life.

Once I reached the middle chapters of the book a new character emerged - Caleb. About this same time is when all the tribes of Israel are receiving their inheritance- the land God has set aside for each group of families that has been wandering in the desert and fighting battles for decades.

Most tribes wait thier turn.

Not Caleb. He takes matters into his own hands. He makes the trip to Gilead, approaches Joshua and asks for Hebron - that's the name of a city. He asks for an entire city!

This strikes me as a bold move. Audacious. Who is he to break in line while thousands of others wait to hear the reading of the will, to gain their inheritance?

Not only did he break in line he asked for a certain track of land!

Guess what?

Joshua agreed and gave it to him.

Why?

Caleb had fully followed the Lord his God. One version of this story says Caleb followed God wholeheartedly. That is why his request was answered.

I stopped in my tracks and reread Joshua 14:14.

I'm sort of like Caleb. There is a piece of property I want- it is someone's life - turned toward God. It is a healed heart and body.

My prayers have not ceased for years concerning this matter.

This week my prayers will change. In addition to my prayers I will search my heart to make sure I am fully following my Lord and God.

Got prayers? Follow God wholeheartedly. Then ask again- boldly!

Oh and what's on my coffee table? My book - open to the picture of the battle of Jericho.

I expect that one day my bold prayers for victory in the life of a loved one will be answered. I have placed that book on my coffee table, not only because it is an interesting picture book, but as a reminder- to follow God wholeheartedly, to pray boldly, and to

Shine!

Movin' in Mondays

2010-10-11T04:02:00.000-07:00

Is This Our New Home?

"Then Noah began farming and planted a vineyard." Genesis 9:20

After floating for weeks Noah and his family finally landed where God had preordained. The door to the ark opened and everyone filed out to begin a new life. Noah went to work and Mrs. Noah set up housekeeping. I am sure they never forgot their experience. God had picked up this family of eight and changed their lives radically.

I can relate to the Noah family. My husband is told to prepare for a move. He announces that we should get ready. We pack. We move. We arrive. He goes to work. I stay behind to get the house in order.

After one such move in the spring, I had spent several rainy days inside unpacking boxes. One particular day at naptime my toddler and I crawled under the covers, he for his necessary mid day rest and I...

let me be honest. I just welcomed the excuse to escape into a deep sleep, far from the reality of loneliness, loss, and lethargy.

Bright sunshine met us when we yawned ourselves awake, opening our eyes to welcome the afternoon. Happy to go outside to play, we walked into our new world. While admiring the long awaited sunshine we found a huge rainbow in the sky. There we stood side by side, mother and son, taking in the miracle and the message.

Suddenly I noticed frustration in my little guy's face. He seemed to be looking for more. When asked to explain his curiosity, he turned his innocent face toward mine. “Mommy. Where is Noah and his ark? I only see the rainbow!”

I did my best to explain God's covenant. Noah had come and gone. Only the rainbow remains as a reminder that God will never again destroy the earth with a flood.

Oh happy day. Even though the move into my new home had begun with days of deluge, the weather inside and out was changing. The rain and the clouds had cast a gray mood on our household. I had wondered - "How will I adjust to my new surroundings? Is there really a future here for me and my little one?"

Now here I had my answer. God had placed a rainbow in the sky to remind me like He had reminded Noah so long ago.

Welcome to your new home. Now

Shine!

Time Trial Thursdays

2010-10-07T04:12:00.000-07:00

Is your life on hold? Is there something you have prayed over: a person or a circumstance or one of life’s issues… you’ve prayed and prayed --- to no avail?

Then you must be in training, you know working through time trials until you get it right.

Time trials are just that --- trials, trials in life that threaten to undo us. They threaten to crush and destroy because we know we need our prayers to be answered, life’s situations to change, issues to be resolved. As long as we keep running through time trials nothing changes!

Thursdays are my favorite day for many reasons. I only have one more day left in my work week. The weekend begins tomorrow. Thursday nights are my Bible Study night. That is the night all the ladies in my Bible Study meet before study for pizza at our local Italian restaurant. That is where we hash out the week’s trials, issues, and problems.

Mostly we agree each one of us has issues and they all revolved around time trials. One of us is waiting for resolution in her marriage. Another faces the dilemma of a job search. She must put in her time at her new job before she can apply for the job of her dreams- on up the ladder. Another friend is waiting for her son to come home from Iraq. One of us is waiting on results from lab work. She never seems to feel on top of her game. Her health is just not where she would like it to be. Something is wrong. She knows it.

Time trials: trials we face as time marches on. Trials that could resolve themselves if they just would and we wouldn’t have to wait, concentrating on that which weighs upon us.

On Thursday nights we are studying the life of Joshua. You know, Joshua who fought the battle of Jericho. Before he fought that battle, before his wait was over, Joshua had been in a time trial – in the desert. He was one of only two men who left Egypt and also entered the promised land. He had waited and now his wait trials were coming to an end.

For centuries God had told his people about the Land that was theirs, yet they had not lived in that land for 400 years. Now they were moving forward to take the land that was rightfully theirs.

What Land is yours? What are you waiting to conquer? Is it your health, a situation with you work, a broken relationship…?
As we look at Joshua’s life we have learned that he took important steps while he waited. He prepared himself for the moment in time when God answered his prayers and he possessed the Land.

Joshua’s first time trial as he training in waits was to place himself under the authority of a trainer. His trainer was Moses. Joshua grew to become a commander in Moses’ “army.”

What Joshua learned was valuable. He learned from Moses how to walk with God, how to listen to God, and how to obey.

I am learning that God calls me to time trials before He gives me what I need or want. He calls me to His Wait Room to train because He wants me walking with him, listening to Him, and obeying Him.

After all, how on earth am I to experience victory over my “land” if I have no idea how to conquer it, till, it, plant it, or harvest it.

Are you waiting? Walk with God and

Shine!

Movin' on Mondays

2010-10-04T03:56:00.000-07:00

Finally, this summer, I got around to watching the movie Evan Almighty.

I enjoyed the back and forth play from the Biblical story of the flood to a contemporary version.

I also remember comparing a recent move to Noah's move and the drama that surrounds a move.

If you have ever seen Evan Almighty you know there was drama in the show. Familiy members, neighbors, coworkers all believed Evan had fallen off his rocker when he began to build that big ole boat.

Nothing but ridicule.

Can you imagine the real people in the real story?

I have actually felt that ridicule, from well meaning people, and it increased with each move our family made.

You're moving again?

Can't you just stay in town and find a stable job?

Just put your foot down. Don't go!

Can you just explain, why do you move so much?

I can hear Mrs. Noah's neighbors and friends asking the same sort of questions:

He's doing what?

Why?

You're sure God told him to build an ark?

Why don't you give him an ultimatum. Tell him to stop all that foolishness.

There is a large population of our society that has never moved. They don't understand the mentality of a corporate world that relocates its workers to improve productivity, to change worn out practices, to renovate the work force.

God called Noah to move for all the same reasons the corporate world today moves its workers. The human race had become wicked. God wiped out an entire generation of people so the next generation could begin anew and improve productivity, especially where humans' obedience to God was concerned.

God also wanted change. Changed hearts, changed activities, changed lives.

God renovated the world with the flood.

I believe God uses moves in my life to improve me. Moves get me out of ruts, allowing me to change and be renewed.

Moves are hard, but they are not bad. Are you moving? Try to see the move from God's perspective and then ask Him to let your light

Shine!

What's on your kitchen table? Wednesdays

2010-09-29T04:30:00.000-07:00

Late last week my husband and I recieved a last minute invite to have Sunday evening dinner with dear friends.

While I enjoy entertaining, having friends into my home is far more important to me than cooking for them. So --- I always jump at the chance when company offers to bring a dish, you know make it pot luck. Easier on the hostess.

My friend, on the other hand, loves to cook and show off her cheffy side. Consequently she does not let her company bring any food.

Meaning? What do I bring the hostess?

Well... I have this little patch of flowers that I have blogged about this summer- a little patch that has grown up around my mailbox. So - I cut a few zennias and stuck them in a darling vase I picked up at Goodwillfor $1.25.

Today my friend's kitchen table is graced by a gift my Father and I jointly gave her- a lovely boquet of flowers grown from seeds I planted, watered and nurtured by Creator God.

I hope every time she sees my little contribution to her home she smiles and knows how much she is loved.

Have you thought of doing a little refreshing work around your home or lifting someone else's spirts? Maybe a gift from God's creation is just the zing and pop you or your friend needs.

What's on your kitchen table? Something inspiring I hope. Whatever you choose, make sure it causes you and your home to

Shine!

Movin' on Mondays

2010-09-27T03:53:00.000-07:00

WHEN GOD SAYS, “MOVE”

I believe God moves us to get our attention.

When God told Adam and Eve to pack up and move out of the Garden of Eden, I bet it got their attention.
Why do you think they had to move? We all know. They disobeyed. God needed to get their attention. Once out of the garden, whatcha’ wanna’ bet? They longed like they had never longed – to get back into His presence.

God has moved me to remind me that obedience is key to my relationship with Him. I long to live close to Him.

When all the builders joined to build the Tower of Babel and God saw their intentions, He sent them packing to the four corners of the earth confusing their communication.

God has moved me to remind me that He is higher than I will ever be.
When the next generations became wicked and God moved Noah and his family into the ark telling them to shut the door and set sail, He did so to remove wickedness.

God has moved me to separate me from sinful behavior. Sometimes He moved me to give me a second chance. Other times I moved as a result of God's protection.

I could keep commenting-continuing with Abraham and Sarah’s moves, charting Biblical history through the entire Old Testament all the way to John’s move onto Patmos where he received a saw a vision of heaven.

God has moved me to remind me that life is all about moving and one day I will move to the house of the Lord – Forever!

God has moved me to get my attention and He succeeded. I know my last move will be an attention getter – can you imagine pulling up to heaven’s gates, movin’ in to never move on again!

That's a reason to

Shine

Matters too great for me!

2010-09-24T03:21:00.000-07:00

If you have dropped in for a visit after having read the Proverbs 31 Encouragement for Today devotion, welcome.

Let's chat a while longer about composing and quieting souls surrounded by destruction and disaster.
Lately I have been praying for healing:

Healing of relationships. Fissures and gaps so huge, I’m not really sure the pieces can ever be put back together. They are matters too great for me!

Healing of mind, soul, and body. Issues so complex and overwhelming, no doctor, therapist, or drug will cure. These are matters too great for me!

I have also prayed for relief from life’s crushing blows.

I’ve asked God to answer specific requests, dreams and desires of my heart that would bring me such joy, I can’t even imagine the bliss, if He would only say, “Yes,” to my pleas.

Truth be told, my prayer requests appear to me to be the impossible dream. If I allow myself, I could easily despair over the thought that maybe I’ll be waiting a life time for responses to deep cries from my heart.

And then I begin to scheme, manipulate, figure out how to get my way, coerce people into situations that really don’t get to the bottom of the “issue”.

Anything for relief, answers, rest, peace.

“Oh to just have the power to fix those matters and get my way!”
Matters too great for me!
Finally, after working to unravel the web, after too many sleepless and worrisome nights, after dissecting the problem, and pursuing all the possible avenues to correction --- I give up…
realizing the matter is too great for me.

Then truth dawns:
Matters too great for me are not too great for My God.
“Come to me, all of you who are tired and have heavy loads, and I will give you rest.” Jesus

So I go to Jesus and He performs a miracle.

In the midst of matters too great for me, He surrounds me with peace, quieting my pounding heart, wiping away my tears, giving me rest.

Matters too great for me are NOT too great for My God.

Somehow, by believing that simple truth, I can’t help but

Shine!

Time trial Thursdays

2010-09-22T18:55:00.000-07:00

What are you waiting for?

Here is a challenge. Carefully mind your converstions. You will be amazed that every one with whom you converse is waiting...

Depending on the object of your wait, waiting might paralyze you.

Waiting is hard enough on its own.

But what to do while waiting is just as demanding.

While waiting I have cried, despaired, quit, threatened, grown bitter, blamed, denied reality, kicked, argued, questioned, lost sleep and slept too much.

What's a person to do when waits become unbearable?

Sometimes answers come from the strangest of places. While walking down the street in Manhattan recently I spotted this sign:

Waiting?

Shine!

What's in your entry way Wednesday's

2010-09-15T13:15:00.000-07:00

Last spring I threw some seeds in the ground around my mail box. I dug up the dirt and stuck sunflower seeds and zinnia seeds into little shallow holes.

I didn't really have much hope. I have tried growing flowers from seeds before. Nothing really ever happened.

Not so this year. Although we have had a dry summer, I had a bumper crop of flowers. I have enjoyed them so.

Every week I cut flowers from my flower bed and fill a vase with flowers- just to make my entry way look cheery and inviting.

It really doesn't take a lot to add a little life to a setting. Find a spot in your house where the natural light seeps in and put a few flowers in the rays of sunshine. Suddenly the room comes to life!

Shine!

Movin' on after movin' in Mondays

2010-09-13T19:07:00.000-07:00

On my way to church yesterday I spotted a home being moved into a moving van.

We don't see too many moving vans anymore. People aren't moving like they used to.

Yet, recenlty I have met several newcomers.

Of course the conversation moved in the direction of "moving."

It's hard.

It's lonely.

It's frightening.
It's intimidating.
Is it worth it to overcome the hurdles and become part of a new community?
Is it worth it to make new friends.

Is it worth it to open up, become vulnerable?

Is it worth it to step out?

Starting over... if you answer yes to the above questions, where do you begin?

How?

I have always been proactive. Rarely waited around for people to come to me. I reached out.

But in the meantime I have always had my own tried and true MO.

One of the first things I do upon moving is find a radio station. I make it a point to listen to praise music to keep my spirits up. Also because I usually have no friends in my new "hood." I choose to take friends with me wherever I go.
Who are these friends who can go with me wherever I go?

When my children were young I didn't have family to help me with my children so I turned to radio. Dr. Dobson of Focus on the Family doesn't know he raised my children, that he was my forever, regardless where I lived, counselor upon whom I depended for advise and godly counsel. I would love to be able to tell him how his presence in my homne lifted me on more than one occasion.

Before I found a church I always knew I could depend on David Jerimiah for my daily Bible study. David doesn't know it, but we are best friends!

Maybe you are one of those on the move people right now. Maybe you don't have any friends in your new home, yet. Why not tune in to Renee and Lysa of Proverbs 31 Ministires for a dialy pick-me-up.

I know moving can be a daunting and difficult task. One thing is sure- you are never alone. A friend is as close as the nearest radio.

And God is closer still. Turn to him and listen to his voice. He will certainly guide you toward friends, a church, and a purpose for your new life.

And as you work to settle in, always remember to

Shine!

Moving Mondays

2010-08-23T03:25:00.000-07:00

A new friend

I'm not moving, but I just met someone who has recently moved into my neighborhood.

This is just one fun story about the adventures of the moving tribe- those of us on the move, how God connects us, when we obey His call, and how we network:
Years ago I met a lady in my neighborhood who had just moved to town. We met at a ladies' luncheon and became fast friends. She used the move to reconfigure her life. She decided to move from being a working outside the home mom to becoming a stay at home mom. She joined PTA, a Bible study, and a church. Oh the adventures she had as she brought her sons to Sunday School and her husband to church.

Then we all moved. They moved to one city and we to another. From time to time we have visited each other or met back in the town where we once lived.

A few weeks ago I received an e-mail from my friend's husband. It seems a young lady who had worked with him has now moved to my town. He remembered how meeting a neighbor had helped his wife with her transition. So... he asked if I would reach out to his former co-worker.

Of course. My favorite thing to do is to meet new people.
So I called and we decided to meet at a coffee shop. Oh what a delight this young lady is. We chatted about children, schools, work, hunting for houses, transitioning into new towns and neighborhoods, and practicing faith. I found out we come from extremely different faith backgrounds. I am a Christian. She is a Muslim.

Talk about moving! Where will this budding frienship go?

I certainly don't know, but whatever happens I hope to

Shine!

What's on your coffee table Wednesdays

2010-08-04T10:36:00.000-07:00

Decorating intentionally.

Last week my friend Shari gave me her new book---and signed it.

Weeeeeee I have an authographed copy

of the most awesome, useful, encouraging, book ever. What is so wonderful about it??? It is practical AND FUN. I want to page through it constantly. It's packed full of all sorts of info telling me about what colors look best on me, what size jewelry to wear - I have learned that I am a movie star and because I know that I know exactly what size earrings and pendants to wear. I also know that I have diamonds in my legs telling me the best length for me.

Now that it is on my coffee table I get to touch it, look through it, apply it every time I shop or dress.

Want to learn about what looks best on you? If you live in the Charlotte area you are invited to Shari's book signing this Sunday: Borders, North Lake Mall on I 77 (north) from 3 - 5.
Hope to see you there!

Now that it's on my coffee table do you know how many friends are goign to ask about it and want one? Lots!

What are you doing in your home intentionally?

What is on your coffee table?

Let me challenge you to trim your house intentionally and

Shine!

I've been moved!

2010-08-01T14:54:00.000-07:00

Whew! Sitting on my big chair under the fan in the family room is just what I want to be doing right now. Why?

I am happily exhausted.

She Speaks, Proverbs 31 Ministries' anual conference has once again fisnished strong- really strong.

These are some highlights:

I met an amazing group of speakers in my eval group. They are courageous women with incredibly moving stories, tales full of hard struggles and challenging experiences. Honestly I canot even imagine getting back up on my feet as some of the women in my eval group have managed to do. God bless each one of you as you allowed our Father to lift you out of the mirey clay and set you on the Solid Rock. You go girls.

Cheers to Monica, Deedy, Carrie, Lotte, Linda, Sandy, Mary Kathryn,
Laura, Erin, Tonya, and Heatherly. You ladies shine!

I also met wonderful ladies everywhere I walked as I moved from one breakout session to another, as I sat to eat a meal, as I rode the elevator.

Let me share two examples:

I met Erica who sat across the table from me on Friday. She was actually in Bogota, Colombia, South America at the same time I was in 964! Can you believe it??? Jessica if you make it to my blog like I challenged you to over prayer I hope you will leave a comment.

I also met Rachel an amazing young woman who had just returned from Afghanistan where she had lived for 10 years. She answered all our probing questions. It seems we hunger to understand the middle eastern culture. She explained the veil and the wearing of scarves, men's roles, women's roles, her life and purpose in Afghanistan, and she showed us how to wear the scarf in its varoius fashions. God has quietly called His people to places all over the world so his news of salvation might be spread.

I heard some pretty exciting, inspiriing, and overwhelming messages from Lysa Terkeurst, Karen Ehman, and Angela Thomas. WOW! They challenged me to reach big for God sized blessings, to remember my first love and become a woman immersed in God's Word- to memorize scripture. Thank you ladies- for challenging me to a higher spiritual place- not only close to God, but closer to Him.

Oh! and to crown the weekend with the best icing of all- an editor wants to see my book proposal- YES- again!!! Yikes. Here we go... I don't know whether to be excited or just accept the fact that I may need to prepare myself for another rejection-- but before they reject me this time I am getting an editor to help me work it over. Any way I am so excited that someone thinks my idea is a good one.
Yipeeeeeeeeeee!

Here's to all of you who attended She Speaks. I hope you were as moved as I!

Won't you tell me about your experience and as you do remember to

Shine!

The ultimate move

2010-07-11T17:40:00.000-07:00

Four weeks ago our family recieved the news.

My mother-in-law was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer!
We were not ready to hear this devastating information.

Fear, anger, sorrow, filled the hearts and minds of her children, grandchildren, husband, and friends.

On Tuesday June 7th the doctors gave the dreaded prognosis. On Wednesday June 30th she moved,

...moved from her home in Little Rock, Arkansas to her place in eternity.

We never expected the course of the illness to move so fast!

All I could think was---

"If I were told my very next move would be my move to heaven, how would I prepare?"

Of course our move to our eternal glory can't include packing. We can't take anything with us.

So how do we "pack", preparing for the ultimate move, the final relocation?

Are you prepared?

My mother-in-law was told she might have three months. She was gone in three weeks.
Are you ready- to make the ultimate move?
As you prepare, remember to...

shine!

Favorite places

2010-06-08T08:47:00.000-07:00

Do you ever find yourself back in one of your favorite places? It has been a year or two and you return to a cabin, the beach, a museum, a special city only to wonder- "How is it that time has flown. ONly yesterday I left and now I have returned? Only yesterday I grieved having to leave and now I have been granted the gift of more time in this place."

Right now I find myself in one of those favorite places- a lake in Missouri- a place where my family spent summer vacations throughout my teens, a place where I brought my boys every year of their lives before they grew up and left home, a place of peace and nurture.

As we move through life we can go forward knowing that just because we leave a place it doesn't mean we will never return.

I think of the Hebrew people who every year made pilgrimages to Jerusalem. They anticipated and prepared for the trip which brought them to the temple where they met with God, made their sacrifices, and returned to life renewed.

I used to grieve and mourn leaving my favorite places and moving to new locations. I used to-- I no longer allow leaving to take me down, because I have learned that my God and Father in His loving kindness takes me back -- to remember, renew, and lift.
Tell me about yoru favorite places and

Shine!

Survivor

2010-05-27T04:01:00.000-07:00

Yesterday I had the awesome privilege of talking with Christy Pepper at Moody Radio

We talked about moving.

What has been your experience with moving?

Have you ever moved? Do you know people who have been transferred and relocated?

Moving is a lot like playing the game of survivor. For me each move has felt like an attempt to eliminate me from life!

But I bounced back- I survived!

Not because I am strong and resourceful, but because God was in the midst of it and He had plan- a bigger picture.

God uses the corporate move, the military deployment, and the missionary’s assignment to strengthen His ambassadors and build His kingdom.

And everyone I know has—survived.

So how do we survive those stressful and difficult demands- requirements on our lives that insist we move if we are going to eat, pay the bills, and get ahead?

My favorite manual for movers is a book- A WAY THROUGH THE WILDERNESS by Jamie Buckingham. It is a journal of sorts- a combination story of Moses’ journey through the wilderness to the Promised Land and our personal journey, be it our life’s trip to heaven or a mere move to a new home.

Either way- God has prepared for us an individual journey and for many of us it includes moving- a lot, like our spiritual forefathers.

There are rules in the wilderness- rules developed by the ancient Bedouins and shepherds – manners of sorts that were created to make sure that travelers survived.

Mr. Buckingham writes that “The wilderness code of hospitality recognizes that no man can exist alone in the wilderness. We are not only forced to lean on each other for help, we are obliged to reach out to the stranger who knocks at the door for help."

Long before I became a survivor- of the move, I had no problem reaching out to strangers – that put me in a position of power and control and gave me a feeling of good deeds.

But God wanted me to be more touchable, reachable, real and vulnerable. He wanted to teach me humility. So He insisted that I accept help. It was only then- when I humbled myself and allowed others to help me- that He allowed me to truly survive and come out of the move on the other side- an overcomer, one who not only limped through the process, but one who soared and along the way lifted others.

Want to survive your next move? Bring others along. Let them touch you, help you, provide for you- imagine the euphoria they will feel as they assist you in your attempt to soar to the next destination God has planned for you.

As you soar let your light

Shine!

LESSON PLANS

2010-05-16T12:37:00.000-07:00

When I signed my contract a year ago, I thought I signed on the dotted line- teach so many classes. Teach them Spanish. Since it is a Christian school, weave in spiritual lessons. Do everything possible to manage your classroom well. Make sure to have clear lesson plans. Teach ‘til June. Evaluate.

So here I am just a week away from finals and I am evaluating. Thank God and praise Him from whom all blessings flow- I can give my year a #10 on a scale from 1 – 10. Of course so much of my positive evaluation can be credited to the outstanding little school where I teach. I can’t say enough about small schools. They are a place where
      everyone knows your name
      leadership majors on key priorities
      creativity in the classroom and innovation in the process take precedence

And because of these three descriptors, learning and teaching can be fun and productive!

I digress! So what is new?? As I evaluate my year I also realize lesson plans were written for me. My students were not the only ones learning in the classroom. I leaned in my own classroom. I was not the only teacher. My students taught me!

Case in point: I had a few discipline issues.

I deal with my students individually. I know each is different. I know each learns and understands uniquely.

Al is very smart. He is way ahead of the game. Not only is he intelligent, he is a talented athlete, putting him in a special category. He is handsome, likeable, curious, and involved. Oh is he involved- center of attention involved. And if I ignore him, he gathers his corner of the classroom, builds his own platform and takes my students away from me!!

I CAN’T let that happen.

Al and I had a few little talks early in the year. After a while the talk wore off. I contacted his home with a good response. After a while that effort wore off. I sent him into the hall, left the door open and let him learn from his desk outside the door. He begged me to let him back into class.

By mid April- all my efforts had worn off. I put him in time out: a desk reserved for the most incorrigible. A desk that faces my desk, meaning that he faces me! His eyes on me. His mouth open only to my ears. My eyes on his every move and…

one-on-one attention.

Now- of course he completed his work. He had no choice. So after I taught my lessons, made my rounds, answered questions, and returned to my desk--- there was Al- finished with his work – lessons completed perfectly and ready for something more.

…more to learn.

Al’s basic personality had not changed. He still longed for attention; still sought answers to his myriad of questions. Having no one to talk to, he turned to me- his teacher.

He conjured up subject matter that only deep thinkers consider. He amazed me with the depth of his mind. We talked about God, how He created the earth; about angels, how they fulfill their purpose; about salvation, how it works and is played out in the lives of believers.

Slowly God revealed an interesting picture: the importance and the necessity of discipline. I thought I already knew a lot about discipline and I did- disciplining others. But what about my own need for discipline?

I watched Al submit to authority. I was privy to his heart as he shared his struggles and opened up. Truthfully – these were the lessons I most enjoyed teaching this year.

But what lessons did this teacher learn?

Simple—there have been times in my life when I forced God to discipline me. No, I am not kidding – really! God began with soft forms of discipline. When lite lessons didn’t work, He progressively allowed discomfort to increase. So much so that there have been times in my life when I felt, no I was convinced -- He had cast me out. What I didn’t know – He was not far from me- just "around the corner, in another room." I couldn’t see Him, but He knew where I was. Unfortunately even difficult trials didn’t turn this child’s heart for long.

That is when I forced God to move me into a place apart- apart from the world and all I held dear, apart from my family, friends, and treasures, even apart from my career and my calling!

And there – in that place apart, because I had no distractions, I opened up to my Teacher. He had my complete attention and before long we were deep in discussion. Not only did I talk to Him and ask Him questions I never knew existed he answered - I heard Him talk to me!

So as this year draws to a close, as I sit evaluating the lessons I taught. Whether or not my students learned, I know one thing for sure ---

the lessons my students taught me far outweigh what I taught them!

I owe you a great big thank you- students. You make me smile and help me

Shine!

Thursday Time Trials

2010-04-29T17:55:00.000-07:00

Last Saturday I spoke in Pinehurst at the Village Chapel. The ladies planned an all day retreat at the Country Club of North Carolina and invited me to speak. We chose the topic:

Wait Management
So of course I spoke on waiting. Although the Bible teaching was deep and my stories seemed to be relevant, I got lots of comments about the practical suggestion I made- a “gym bag” to take to God’s Wait Room. I suggested that the ladies create their own little tote bag and fill it with items that would help them survive their time trials. The bag I showed them can easily be stowed away in a big purse or under the car seat to be used when our lives are put on hold- you know, when a child runs late and you are stuck waiting in the parking lot or when an appointment runs over and the doctor or hair dresser puts you off a few minutes or half an hour!

I have found that when I have something worthwhile to occupy my time I am less likely to lose my patience or become frustrated.
In my Wait Management “work out bag” I have a small Bible, a notebook, pen, highlighter, note cards for writing notes of encouragement, a devotional, pictures of my favorite people so I can pray for them, a collection of my favorite quotes, Bible verses, the latest P31 Magazines – sometimes I even give them away in waiting rooms!
Why not make it a priority to make yourself a work out bag and prepare yourself for the next time you are in the Wait Room or better yet- create a few to have on hand and give away to friends whose lives have ground to a halt and be a blessing to someone who needs encouragement. Be a meaningful blessing and
Shine! .

Movin' on Monday

2010-04-25T19:53:00.000-07:00

MOVING CLOSER TO YOUR DREAM

Normally, on Mondays I write about moving. Today I will continue my moving blog- but in a unique direction:

I want to encourage those of you whose names were not drawn for the She Speaks scholarship to keep on movin’ on --- in a new direction. Get creative about how you can design your next “move” toward your speaking and writing ministry- mainly getting to She Speaks.

First let me mention that I would like to say to all the ladies who posted comments on my blog last week, you ladies whose big dream right now is to attend She Speaks --- I dreamed that dream once and I know that your dreams and plans are exciting ones. What a future and a hope you have. I encourage you to never give up until you get to She Speaks.

Now even though the scholarship winner has been announced and you are not her please keep the P31 conference a high priority and a future hope.

The first time I ever felt God’s nudge to step into any form of public ministry I couldn’t believe it. I was happily engaged in a career I loved, one which allowed me to minister day in and day out. I was a teacher. I continue to be a teacher.
So why was God adding to my plate by calling me to a new journey? Today, twenty five years later I understand – the call was the first step. For years I remained dormant as to the call. I continued to work, a second baby boy was born, my husband’s career moved us not once, not twice, but three times- and then we moved to Charlotte where I finally felt God place me on a fast track.

So why did he call me and then leave me to wonder???

He was preparing me! He was giving me material. There were details in my life that I didn’t understand 25 years ago. Bottom line – I was not ready. Even since I’ve stepped into speaking and writing, there have been times God has placed me in a holding pattern. I’m experiencing a pause right now!

We don’t always understand His ways, but we can trust that His way is perfect.

So dear one- don’t despair during this pause. Use this time to open your heart, fill your files and journals with stories, Biblical knowledge and spiritual wisdom.
And use this time to create and develop a scholarship fund for yourself.
I am reminded of Paul who, while he preached and traveled, while he spoke and wrote, he built tents!

“There he (Paul) became acquainted with Aquila and his wife, Priscilla… Paul lived and worked with them, for they were tentmakers just as he was.”Acts 18:2-4

Want to use this brief blip in your life to prepare for a speaking ministry- begin now to do what you do whether it be tent making or … to invest in your future. The Proverbs 31 web site has easy to follow directions on developing your own scholarship fund. Today is the best day to begin.

Why not let your friends, family members, co-workers, and people from your church know about your desire to attend the conference. Many women have been afforded the opportunity to attend in years past just by getting the word out. We have prepared a letter that may help you in your fundraising efforts. For a copy of please email Samantha at Samantha@proverbs31.org for more information.

Should you decide to raise support, you will need to register for the conference to ensure your spot AND send Samantha@proverbs31.org your mailing address. This is imperative to making sure your funds are allocated to you.

There are many creative ways to build your fund. In addition to letting others know you are working toward a really important goal in your life, take a look at your daily habits – a soda or Starbucks treat or fast food lunch or tall sweet tea (sometimes I am aghast that I pay $2 for a glass of tea!) What can you eliminate? Look for other opportunities. I know you can find them. It may take time, but what a challenging journey and how proud of yourself you will be when you reach your goal. The wait is always worth it.

How about letting me know what ideas you come up with so we can share them with all the other women looking for ways to get to She Speaks.

Meanwhile I have prayed for each of you who have left a comment on my blog. Thanks for coming over to visit. I hope you come back often and as you begin your move toward Charlotte for either this year’s or next year’s conference let me remind you to

Shine

Win a Scholarship to She Speaks

2010-04-21T04:05:00.000-07:00

Reading has been one of my favorite pastimes since I could pick up my own book and make sense of the words. I grew up in a storytelling family surrounded by lots of communication, so not only did I like to read I liked to talk. My reading and speaking led me to study education in college and eventually, I landed in a classroom teaching.

One day I saw my life's experiences coming together- God was using what he had allowed in my life to begin a new thing in me --- I moved to Charlotte where I met the P31 women. One day Glynnis asked me to write an article for the magazine - a simple article to encourage women in their moves.

That was before She Speaks had been conceived.

A couple of years later after volunteering in the office, after having stepped out of public school teaching and into women’s ministry, especially facilitating Bible studies - I was privileged to attend my first She Speaks Conference . Since then I have learned so much about writing and speaking and good books and leading women to God’s heart and most importantly I have learned to look to God as my guide as He develops in me a unique passion to glorify Him.

Have you by chance felt God’s calling to speak or write or lead or develop a personal ministry. Maybe She Speaks is the place for you!
Proverbs 31 Ministries is giving away scholarships to this year’s conference. We invite you to a tour of our blogs: visit us (listed on the side bar), leave comments and we will be gathering your thoughts. The tour ends Friday night. Monday the winners will be announced.

While you tour I invite you to visit our Shop 31 store. You will be surprised and amazed at the wonderful encouragement you can find tucked away in our resources.

Hope to see you at She Speaks and until then,

Shine!

Thursday Time Trials

2010-04-15T03:58:00.000-07:00

I have decided to rename my posts about waiting. I am moving to Thursdays where I will discuss the timely trials placed before us. Time? because waiting is all about time- “How long must I wait?” Trials? Because almost inevitably one of life’s waits comes with a test. “So how do you pass the test?” you might wonder.

There are two bench marks, I believe

1- Endure~ with God’s grace, clinging to Him

2- Behave~ by God’s grace, shining so the world can see that all things are possible for those who love the Lord.

Endure means we continue on with faith, practicing what we say we believe, giving each wait regardless how light or heavy – to our loving Father who asks to carry our burdens.

Behave means to live as if God had already come to the rescue. We live confident knowing He is working, even though we don’t see it or feel it. We treat others with dignity and kindness. We smile. Yes we can grieve and cry out to God, and while we do, the vulnerable in us shines, encouraging others to persevere.

So while we practice endurance and good behavior we have a choice in the midst of our time trials. We can despair or we can be desperate.

The March 25 entry in Streams in the Desert encourages those of us training in waits to “be desperate for God.” Despair gets us nowhere.

When obstacles and trials seem
Like prison walls to be,
I do the little I can do
And leave the rest to thee.

And when there seems no chance, no change
From grief can set me free,
Hope finds its strength in helplessness
And calmly waits for thee.

Shine!

Movin' on after movin' in Mondays

2010-04-12T03:51:00.000-07:00

Moving through The Gate

Hello- chances are- if you are purposefully reading this post today- it is because you know that I regularly write about moving on Mondays.

Welcome- sisterhood of move-hers.

Even if you think that you are not on the move- better get up and start movin' - don't want to linger and stangnate!

Jesus says in Matthew 7:13, “Enter by the narrow gate.”

Jesus goes on to describe the narrow gate as being small and one through which few pass. In verse 21 he explains, “Not everyone who says to Me ‘Lord, Lord,’ will enter the kingdom of heaven, but those who do the will of My Father.”

Are you going to be moving around today? I know you are. Some of you are actually in the midst of a move- cross country, to the mission field, a military deployment, maybe life is changing and along with the changes you simply are moving out of your comfort zone- or across the hall to a new office.

Wherever we move, let’s be diligent to move through the narrow gate, always remembering to ask God- “What is Your will for me today?” When we walk through the narrow gate- we can't go wrong.

God’s will is that wherever we go, whatever we do, we move through His Son who said to his disciples:

“I am the gate for the sheep. Those who come in through me will be saved. They will come and go freely and will find good pastures.”

“I am the Way, the Truth, and the Life.” Jesus John 4:6

Come, walk through the Gate with me and together let’s

Shine!

Potholes in the road

2010-04-09T03:59:00.000-07:00

Welcome, those of you who have ventured into my life from today’s Encouragement for Today. I am praying for you. I pray God be with you to lift you and give you courage, strenghthen you and give you joy for today's journey.

It’s that season of the year, post winter roads pitted with potholes.

Years ago, when I was young and totally naïve about cars, the front end of my car literally fell into a huge pothole. I mean my teeth rattled. I was actually surprised when I maneuvered my car out of the deep rut. I remember the feeling of relief and elation – I drove away and all seemed well.

…until months later when I took my car in to have it serviced. The mechanic asked me too many questions, and it was then I recalled the massive hole in the highway. No longer did I feel so proud because I had to pay for neglecting my front end.

You know, if we don’t check ourselves after experiencing those unavoiadable emotional falls into the deep pits of life, we may sustain damage – just like a car. And if we continue along as if nothing has occurred we may end up with irreparable concerns.

I’ve got to be honest with you: for too many years I kept on going after driving through potholes. Either I ignored the damage or I refused to check out the possible harm. I denied reality or suppressed truth. Consequently fear, anger, insecurity, bitterness, and lies slowly eroded my faith, trust, relationships, and joy. I found myself becoming…a bitter, weak, and whiny woman. Discontent ruled my life. The abundant life I longed for seemed like an impossibility.

I knew I had to make a change.

Potholes are inevitable. How we deal with them is up to us.

I realized that “driving around” with a scratch or a dent, mud on me, or splashed by spoils of the road was not a good practice. I needed to learn to take myself to the nearest “mechanic’s shop.”

For me that place of repair became God’s Word, prayer, Sunday morning worship, Bible study, and friends who are willing to hear about my smash ups and give me healthy perspectives on the inevitable destruction life doles out to all of us who are on the road.

Rather than ignore reality I slowly began to accept – potholes are everywhere! They can’t be avoided, discarded, denied. I had to find a way to repair the damage. I couldn’t procrastinate.

I’ve learned to no longer allow potholes to surprise me. They exist to threaten and thwart my progress. But I am not going to let that happen. Instead I choose to run to my Father for cleansing and purifying, to worship my God even when I don't feel like it, to ask my friends for prayer even though pride would keep me from sharing all, and, because Jesus has told me I can, in the midst of the mud and dirt I strive to

Shine!

Wednesdays are for waiting

2010-04-07T16:53:00.000-07:00

I challenge you to entertain a conversation with someone - anyone and concentrate on the other person’s life. If you listen well, you will learn they are waiting. Their life is in a holding pattern.

Just this week I have learned of many waits:

A dear friend is waiting until Friday for a surgery that will determine if she has ovarian cancer or not.

An acquaintance who was wrongfully charged of a crime, must appear in court, and has no money to hire lawyers, and is scared.

Missionaries whose lives have been threatened are waiting on the predicted raid that will eliminate the gospel in the area where they preach.

I too am waiting…

I know you are also.

So what do we do as we wait? It seems like such a waste of time to sit silently by and wait. Is there nothing to be done to change the course of events?

I read Streams in the Desert as if it were the meal my day depended upon. The April 7th entry encourages the reader to sit still. The last line of the days devotion reads,

“ There is a perfect passivity that is not laziness. It is a living stillness born of trust.”

Proverbs 3:5, “Trust in the Lord and do not lean on your own understanding.”

For me, when the wait becomes so heavy I don’t believe I can stand it another moment, I turn to my Father in quiet obedience and whisper, “I trust You. Give me strength to wait for You to move.”

The idea that I am practicing obedience gives me the confidence I need to wait a little while longer, until I have to whisper again, “I trust You. Give me strength to wait for you... and as I wait, help me

Shine!

Movin' On After Movin' In Mondays

2010-04-05T07:11:00.000-07:00

Moving Toward a Place Called BOLD

This week I celebrate a milestone in my life! As I head toward 60 one thing about me that stands out is my lack of roots- this week marks the longest I have ever lived in one place – 11 years to be exact. Never in my life have I lived in one place more than 10 years and now I have clicked over.

As I contemplate this new season- especially given the fact that we have just put another Holy Week behind us I want to MOVE forward with the life God has planned for me.

I continue reading the story of Jesus’ resurrection – don’t finish there because so much of the story is yet to be told…

The women return to their friends who have gathered to mourn and grieve. Breathlessly they announce “the tomb is empty! Jesus is not where we left him.”

Jesus’ disciples, after having witnessed the empty tomb and the risen Lord, moved out into the world:

Acts 4:13. Now when they saw the boldness of Peter and John, and perceived that they were unlearned and ignorant men, they marveled; and they took knowledge of them, that they had been with Jesus.

Acts 4:31 And when they had prayed, the place in which they were assembled was shaken; and they were all filled with the Holy Spirit, and they continued to speak the Word of God with freedom and boldness and courage.

2 Corinthians 3:12: …since we have such a hope, we are very bold.

Ephesians 3:12: Because of Christ and our faith in him, we can now come boldly and confidently into God’s presence.

I want to be an eager announcer. I want to be bold in what I believe, not a brassy bold, or a pushy preachy bold, but a loving and kind bold, a secure and confident bold. I think we need bold people today to give others hope and encourage them along the way.

I know that I had a brush with the city of BOLD when I was a young woman – the women of BOLD boldly guided me through the rocky patches in my marriage making sure I kept the promises I made at the altar on my wedding day. Later, the women of BOLD encouraged me as I worked at being a mother, homemaker, and leader in my church. God bless these women for they planted security and confidence in me.

I have it in my heart that I am moving, that God has asked me to move - to a place called BOLD. I have begun to pack up, to get rid of the stuff I will not need for my next assignment, to “clean house,” to become acquainted with the citizens who live in BOLD,

According to what I read about these people I need to pack faith, confidence, hope, prayer, freedom, courage and invite the Holy Spirit to move with me.

So here I’m knocking on the door of a new place in life called BOLD where, with God's grace, I hope to

Shine!

If You Think Kids Say The Funniest Things...

2010-03-26T21:09:00.000-07:00

listen to what my teens shared with me today in class:

Teaching in a Christian school has its advantages. I am encouraged to weave spiritual lessons into my classes.

Today I introduced my teens to Resurrection Eggs- in Spanish!

Resurrection Eggs? Plastic eggs filled, not with candy, but with symbols representing different stages of Holy
Week.

Examples - a little donkey or a picture of a donkey. Jesus rode a donkey into Jerusalem on Palm Sunday.

Another example: three nails. Jesus was nailed to the cross.

Example number three: praying hands. Jesus prayed the night before he was crucified.

And I asked after one of my students opened his egg, said "praying hands" in Spanish and then explained the significance of praying hands. I asked, " Where was Jesus when he prayed the night before his crucifixion?"

Pause. Students thinking. "Uh...." Head shaking back and forth. "Dunno."

A hand flew up. "I know. The garden of ---- Eden. Eden, that's it, right?"

"Yeah," another chimes in. "The garden of eatin'." They had just finished eatin' the last supper."

Now they were on a roll. They had it! Or so they throught.

Talk about the blind leading the blind!

"No way, not the garden of eatin'," came another voice. "The garden of Eden, dude."

Then discussion, debate, and corrections developed around the garden of eatin' and the garden of Eden.

I sat still, observed, and listened ---- amazed.

"That was Adam and Eve in the garden of eatin'. They were eating apples! Long before Jesus. Get it? "

Confusion ----on many faces. "Well WHERE was he then?"

Mind you this is a Christian school.

But before you get too judgmental, let me tell you that the school where I teach is an out reach school. Families do not have to profess or practice Christianity to attend, they only have to agree to allow their children to be exposed to Christianity.

I love it!

So I wasn't too aghast as I observed the young teens talk about a topic they thought they understood.

Remember - they are battling Easter bunnies and Easter eggs - and what do they have to do with Holy Week and the resurrection? These kids have every right to be confused!

Yet, they were interested and searching for truth and the facts.

I explained - about the Garden of Eden - Adam and Eve - and sin.

I described - the Garden of Gethsemane - Jesus - and forgiveness and redemption.

"Ah --" I get it confused face responded. "Thanks."

"Jesus prayed for you in the garden." I explained. "He prayed that you and I would step into relationship with him and the Father. That is what he was praying in the Garden of Gethsemane."

Before they left I prayed with them, for them -- to get it, to understand the message. It's not new or foreign. They are invited to come to Jesus each week during chapel. I prayed that Jesus would become real to each one over the next week.

I'm praying tonight that lives will be changed.

I love my job. I love those precious kids, their honesty, their innocence, their curious minds, and their willingness to open up. I'm honored that God has invited me to

Shine!

New Life

2010-03-20T06:20:00.000-07:00

For me - now, a working woman, today is the first day of spring. Oh yes I have experienced the warmer rays of sunshine that come in through my classroom window and I have heard the cries of my students who beg to go outside and "have class" on such a beautiful and warm day. I am telling you - they are so engeniuous. They can find a million ways to convince me to have "class" outside. So I caved in and took them outside. It paid off. They were so appreciative, they complied with each of my assignments. I love those kids!

Yet when I was sitting soaking up the rays, I was working, on task. Today I am going outside to experience my own version of "class outside." I know God is there- calling me to join Him- to teach me lessons as He always does when I dig around in His glorious creation...

On a sadder note- I set about to write about new life. It may be the spring of the year, but in my life right now I am, along with some of my dear sisters, experiencing dark days for you see the sisterhood of Proverbs 31 is growing up and with growth comes the aging of parents. We are losing the generation that gave us life and it is heart breaking, gut wrenching, buckets-full-of-tears sad. NOt only that- but our children are growing up and they are beginning to face the gut-wrenching stuff that comes with being adults. And our husbands are also aging - so are we. And with that comes challenges we would rather not have to deal with!

Oh how hard it is to watch the strong ones who rushed to our sides to pick us up- how difficult to watch them fade into nothingness, to watch them in pain, to see them suffer- especially when they did everything to keep us from having to experience the suffering life doles out. It is impossible to have the strength and the know how to wrap our feeble minds around "How do I comfort my daddy who just lost his wife," or "Do I drop everything and fly far away to help my parents understand medical care? or "Who will understand me and fill those wonder filled moments spent with mother when she is gone?" or "God give me strength! I am a mere human - I can't be everywhere, all things to all people. Can't you see I am exhausted?!?

We are grieving. My heart is heavy for my sisters and their families.

In my heart break I fall in my face and pray for mercy and compassion for a ray of hope and sunshine, yet I am reminded of an old old song I used to sing all the time

- Why does the sun go on shining?

   Why does the sea rush to shore?
   Don't they know it's the end of the world

-Why do the birds go on singing?
Why do the stars glow above?
Don't they know it's the end of the world
It ended when I lost your love
-I wake up in the morning and I wonder
Why ev'rything is the same as it was
I can't understand, no, I can't understand
How life goes on the way it does!

-Why does my heart go on beating?
Why do these eyes of mine cry?
Don't they know it's the end of the world?
It ended when you said goodbye

Now I know this song is about a frivoulous teenage puppy love broken romance - but I think it has huge implications for us adults as we face loss- indeed why, how can the world continue when the centers of our universe are removed?

It's hard!

For whatever it's worth- I am reminded of the incredibly insightful words my then 19 year old son spoke at my daddy's memorial - 10 years ago. He shared his experience with his pappy on the day his grandaddy died.

"Sitting with Pappy on the afternoon he walked into heaven was an honor. I sat by a man I loved and adored and watched as God perfected him. I was never closer to perfection than I was that afternoon. And how did that look. To the world Pappy might have appeared to be weak, feelble, stripped, and pathetic. I saw a totally dependant being, certainly not MY Pappy - not the strong man who had carried me on his back across pastures, not the life loving man who taught me to water ski, not the tought man who had disciplined me, not the wise and loving man who hugged me and told me the most wondeful stories. No I saw a shell of a man. But God saw a perfect man. For you see perfection in God's eyes is total dependance on Him. That was my Pappy - now prepared for eternity.

Will I miss Pappy?- Oh yes, but I wouldn't trade having watched God perfect him for anything. For now I know, before God takes us home, he has to take everything away from us so He can make us new!

So I continue to pray for strength, mercy, comfort, peace... I pray that in the midst of these dark and sad times we would turn our eyes on Jesus and see his face-

Shine!

Around the world

2010-03-13T11:31:00.000-08:00

I love to travel. I inherited the bug from my adventurous parents. When I was a little girl living in Colombia, my family traveled to the most exciting of places- hidden lakes high in the Andes Mountains, amazing canopied jungles deep in the backwaters of the Amazon River, remote beaches... and my favorite place- a city by the name of Cartagena. The city is charming! An old city, it is fortified and protected by a fort that holds mysteries and historical tales complete with pirates, Spanish galleons, ship wrecks... intrigue beyond any child's imagination.

Imagine my heartbreak when I heard from a loyal P31 Encouragment for Today reader that my favorite city is one of the world's capitals for human traficking.

I know life is already too hard for most of us. I know we don't need another reminder of the wickedness out there in the world. I know...

BUT WE NEED TO PRAY for deliverance, protection, release. Please pray for the children in the slums of Cartagena.

Shine

What are you wating for?

2010-03-11T13:53:00.000-08:00

Today my “baby” celebrated his 22nd birthday. He is on spring break skiing in Colorado. I am so happy for him to be able to celebrate doing what he loves.

I waited a whole long extra month for that child to be born. He was due around Valentine’s day and then a month later he made his grand appearance. Talk about waiting! We were all happy to meet him and he was worth the wait, has been all his life: a kind, patient, forgiving, caring child. So glad he is mine. So worth the wait.

On another waiting note.

I arrive home today from work to the wonderful smells of dinner cooking and found my husband leaning over the laundry basket folding clothes – mine!

For a fleeting moment I stepped back in time to the days when our marriage was shaky – to days when I even wondered why I had married him. Rough days!!
A godly group of older women surrounded me with their wisdom and kept my marriage stuck together.
Honestly there were times when I had lost hope.

I stayed in my marriage out of obedience to God. I had made a promise to Him and breaking it wasn’t an option.
God blesses those who obey Him.

What a blessing to come home to my DH today. I cannot imagine what a disaster I would have created had I followed the word’s advice and walked away from a promise. Today we celebrate a strong bond. We stand together facing the future. We smile at the days to come.

Are you struggling with doubts about your marriage? I would like to invite you to join my friend Melanie as she leads a marriage conference – on line. For more information click What Matters Most

Don't know what it is you are waiting for, but while you wait,

Shine!

Movin' on Monday

2010-03-08T17:20:00.000-08:00

Last Sunday evening we had a couple over for dessert. We didn’t know them – at all. She and I had met in Bible study where I learned she had recently moved to Charlotte. In the course of our conversation it became clear that she was going to celebrate her birthday. She asked if I would join her for a piece of cake and a cup of coffee. I gladly accepted. Then I realized she meant – spouses too.

I remembered – 10 years ago when I had recently moved to Charlotte. I knew no one and I was getting ready to celebrate the end of or the beginning of a new (or old) decade. Had I still been back north I would have had a lovely evening with lots of friends. The thought of celebrating alone pierced my heart- I felt so truly lonely.

Then I decided – not going there. I had met a few ladies at the local Middle School Moms in Touch group so I invited them to join me on my back deck for an evening dessert and conversation. Three ladies accepted my invitation. That night I made life long friends. When they left I thanked them for celebrating with me! They were surprised.

I vowed to never let anyone celebrate a special day alone if I could help it, especially a fellow mover.

Last Sunday night my new friend and her husband – total strangers when they walked though the door of our house, came to our house for dessert and coffee. We spent a lovely evening getting to know one another.

In Jamie Buckingham’s book A Way Through The Wilderness -about Moses’ journey through the wilderness he explains that the law of the dessert is that noone would be allowed to remain on their own. True wilderness hospitality is that we invited fellow movers to come in.
When was the last time you reached out and made a new friend?

Shine!

...the Winner is:

2010-02-20T09:17:00.000-08:00

Kelly at My faithful living won the random drawing for my DVD. You can visit her blog to read all about her life of faith and her precious grandchildren. I pray each one develop a heart for Jesus, the Master, as they meet the little dog, the main character of the storty I wrote, From the Pound to the Palace.

Thank you everyone who visited my blog and left comments during our Proverbs 31 carnival. I hope you all made some new friends and found encouragement as you read through the many blogs my P31 sisters share each day.

Speaking of books. This is one you will definately enjoy reading with and to your older children - Gifted Hands by Ben Carson. If you are looking for a good family movie to watch this winter I encourage you to fire up the pop corn popper and add some M & M's or sour patch kids to the mix and enjoy the story of a gifted surgeon. You don't want to miss it. Not only will you be inspired but you will be entertained. Then you can sit around and discuss how his story can impact your own life.

I know you will be glad you spent an evening with Dr. Ben Carson because he has let his life

Shine!

Carnival...

2010-02-16T03:21:00.000-08:00

is it about kings and cakes, parades and parties? What is the meaning of Mardi Gras and its mas mayehm? A little bit about that later, but for now ...

Welome to the Carnival!

The Proverbs 31 women are celebrating a couple of days of give aways.

Today along with celebrating Carnival and Mardi Gras I want to invite you to visit each one of the following sites to enter a drawing for some fun and wonderful give aways. You can go to each one of their sites by clicking their names on my blog roll to the right

Wendy Blight is giving away a copy of the One Year Chronological Bible and her book Hidden Joy in a Dark Corner: The Transforming Power of God's Story.

Shari Braendel is givng away 3 beautiful jewelry pieces to begin a spring wardrobe with! One for a Glamour Girl, one for a Movie Star and one for a Rock Star!
Micca Campbell is giving away her book An Untroubled Heart, and a cute clutch purse for those fun summer evenings!

Whitney Capps is giving away a $30 Francesca's Gift card, redeemable at http://www.francescascollections.com/
Melanie Chitwood is giving away One marriage conference call (see her blog for details) and her new book What a Wife Needs from Her Husband.

Lynn Cowell is giving away a prize for mom and a prize for a teen girl in her life – the 3 book series B.A.B.E. series by Andrea Stephens (Beautiful, Accepted, Blessed, Eternally Significant) for the teen and for Mom a $10 gift card to Starbucks along with Lynn’s CD “Building a Bridge to Your Child’s Heart”.

Karen Ehman is giving away a Winter White Basket that includes Skin Milk body wash, a white loofah, Winter White Citrus Bath & Body Works products, white lily linen and room sprays, white hot cocoa, a white mug and white-chocolate macadamia nut cookies. Along with it, a copy of her book on celebrations entitled Homespun Memories for the Heart: More Than 200 Ideas to Make Unforgettable Moments.

Suzie Eller is giving away a webcam!

Zoe Elmore is giving away a journal, a copy of My Heart's Cry by Anne Graham Lotz and a piece of jewelry Zoe style!

Charlene Kidd is giving away a $20.00 Starbucks Gift Card and a copy of Karen Ehman’s book: A Life That Says Welcome, Simple Ways to Open Your Heart and Home to Others.

Tracie Miles is giving away her CD "Overcoming Stress with Extraordinary Faith" and a Soulmates Slipper with Christian Notepad and Pen.

Rachel Olsen is giving away Bread for Life": a hardback copy of The Daily Message: Through the Bible in One Year by Eugene Peterson (which you can read this along with her this year) and the Williams-Sonoma Muffins cookbook.

Wendy Pope Wendy is giving away a copy of her book Out of the Mouths of Babes and her CD Yes, No, and Maybe of a Balanced Life.

Luann Prater & www.EncouragementCafe.com are giving away an Encouragement Cafe mug and t-shirt at both sites!

LeAnn Rice is giving away a copy of her cookbook Sharing Grace: Recipes- Family Traditions-Gift ideas and a Starbucks gift card.

Susanne Scheppmann is giving away her Birds in My Mustard Tree Bible Study with an I-tunes gift card.

Lysa TerKeurst is giviving away a Mom's Book Club gift pack including 4 copies of Lysa's book, Am I Messing Up My Kids? and a 30-minute Q&A conference call with Lysa.

Glynnis Whitwer is giving away her book work@home: A Practical Guide for Woman Who Want to Work from Home and a French Country Wire Silverware Basket.

She Reads is giving away two novels, Watch Over Me by Christa Parrish and Screen Play by Chris Coppernoll, and chocolate, courtesy of the authors. They will tell the story of how their writing brought them together - a love story, quite literally, fit for a novel!

RadRevolution Our ministry to teen girls is giving away a copy of Do the Hard Thing along with a RadRev t-shirt!

And I am giving away a copy of my DVD From the Pound to the Palace

All you need to do is leave a comment at the end of my post, if you want to enter to win my DVD. It will make a great Easter basket gift!

Many of you who visit my site, know that it was originally created to reach out to women on the move, those of us whose lives have been defined by moving.

We move because of corporate relocations and transfers.

We move because we are missionaries and the mission field calls.

We move because the military sends families around the globe.

We move because we retire to warmer weather or to be near our children.

My life has been defined by moves- my daddy’s career required that he move and my husband’s did too.

When I was fourteen years old my family moved from South America to New Orleans. Wa hoo!!!!!!!

There is no better place for a teenager to grow up- than New Orleans--- NOT!
Happy me! Unlucky parents.

The first thing I learned about New Orleans was that every year celebrations, preparing for Mardi Gras or Carnival, as it is called in other parts of the world, began almost immediately after Christmas - ending with a four-day weekend holiday where the entire city met to revel in the streets of the French Quarter and walk among thousands along the parade route on Canal Street.

Although many people believe Fat Tuesday is linked to Ash Wednesday in a deeply spiritual sense, what we may no know is the history behind the parties, parades, and pandemonium called Mardi Gras.

Originally I was going to post about Mardi Gras history, but after re-educating myself decided I would simply send my readers to this link: King Cake

It is a good read even if you think you know all about today’s celebrations. What you may not know is the deep roots this day and the weeks leading up to it has in Biblical tradition and pagan practices. Combined, the two can surely confuse those who try to link Mardi Gras to Ash Wednesday to Lent and ultimately to the Resurrection of Christ! It’s amazing how we humans manage to twist TRUTH with tradition!

Anyway to celebrate Truth - I am giving away a copy of my DVD for children – a true story of a little dog who wandered into our family’s life and taught us how to follow King Jesus. Your children will love the story, From the Pound to the Palace read by Renee Swope, popular Proverbs 31 radio host, and her two sons.

If you want to participate in my give away, write a few words describing what you think Carnival or Mardi Gras is all about!

Shine!

Movin' in and not waiting

2010-02-15T07:21:00.000-08:00

My philosophy on moving has been: never wait.

Don’t wait for the neighbors to come to me. Go to them. Have an open house for the neighbors. Face it. You know they are curious about the new family. Invite them to come over – even before you have unpacked. Be real. Tell them- “I have to have an incentive for moving in and settling down. Getting to know my neighbors is my incentive for unpacking and becoming a part of my new community.” They will love you for being REAL.

Don’t wait for the day when you are perfectly arranged, telling yourself that “Now I can meet my community.” Research your churches and join a ladies’ Bible study as soon as possible. ASAP – you hear me! It really doesn’t matter if you don’t plan on joining the church where the study is being held. In many communities women attend studies in one church although they are members of another church. I promise you- your best friends will develop within a Bible study group.

Don’t wait for your children to get over the shock of the move before registering them for activities. Do your research. Join the Y, a rec center, or your neighborhood pool and tennis club – or whatever. Sign them up for camp and Vacation Bible School. Don’t wait- get involved.

Don’t wait for teachers to ask you for help. Tell them you are lonely and have lots of time on your hand. Tell them you will do anything. This is a wonderful way to meet other mothers.

Don't wait to get so lonely you can't pull yourself out of a deep hole. Volunteer somewhere meaningful- a soup kitchen, the pregnancy care center, your local hospital, Salvation Army...
Don’t wait for a group of praying moms to come to you. Find them or start a Moms In Touch group at the school where you children attend.

Ten years ago I moved to Charlotte. Within months I was attending the MIT prayer group at my son’s middle school. Today those women are my best friends. Our sons are all in college. We continue to pray for them. The thing I long for most in my moves has been stability and a history with friends. Through my MIT group I have filled that longing.

Don’t wait- move in and
Shine!

His Face

2010-02-14T03:46:00.000-08:00

God, We have heard it with our own ears -
our ancestors have told us of all you did in their day, in days long ago:

...it was not their own strong arm that gave them victory.

It was your right hand and strong arm

and the blinding light from your face that helped them, for you loved them.

You are my king and my God. You command victories...
Only by your power can I push back my enemies;
only in your name can I trample my fores.
I do not trust in my bow; I do not count on my sword to save me
You are the one who gives me victory...
God I give glory to you all day long, and constantly praise your name.

(from Psalm 44)

Shine,

A Simple Request

2010-02-12T13:04:00.000-08:00

"Can you show me how to pray?"

Today I received that simple question in my email delivered to me through the Proverbs 31 Spanish web page.

What if we all started our spiritual walk with such a simple request?

Jesus' disciples asked the same question ---- almost.

"Teach us to pray."

What is prayer?

Do you pray?

On another topic --- the other day in chapel at the school where I teach, the students were privy to a video created by a group of seniors who turned in a digital media project for their Bible class. The video was a series of questions asking random people in shopping centers questions about faith, God, the universe, our purpose, life after death. The presentation was amazing. I was so impressed at the depth of knowledge, confidence, and preparation portrayed byt the students who interviewed various people with varied thoughts.

These were some of the questions. You might want to use them as conversation starters with your children and neighbors.

Would you consider yourself a person of faith? Can you tell me about your beliefs?

(depending on the response) So... you do (or do not) believe in God? Who is he really? How do you know he exists? How fascinating. Where did you learn that?

Where do you think we came from?

What is our purpose?

Do you believe in life after death? What will that be like?

What I found to be amazing about the answers? Even though many were not believers, they answerered with questions that clearly were based on Christian principles, yet had been twisted to fit their own comfort levels.

Amazing! We live in a very dark and lost world. What are we going to do about it?

Shine,

Waiting to move on

2010-02-08T04:03:00.000-08:00

Several years ago my husband informed me that we would be moving-

AGAIN!

This was nothing new in our life. I knew it would come --- inevitably. But even though I wasn’t surprised I wasn’t prepared. I had put down roots. Rats! I knew better than to get too comfy in any community.

Then my husband gave me another piece of news. “We don’t know where we are going and we don’t know when. Just start getting rid of your responsibilities. Don’t sign up for anything new. Oh- and don’t tell anyone until we know for sure what the plans are. There is major restructuring taking place at work.”

So we were moving AND we were waiting.

Now I am a busy, involved, doer. For me to suddenly begin dropping out of activities and to pass on assignments was going to make some people curious about my intentions. I blamed it on my new baby. Told everyone he was more of a responsibility than I had planned. Everyone understood.

So I waited…

A year and a half went by. No news.

And I waited.

Is your life on hold?

Ever wonder what to do when you are waiting for something that just won’t happen? Frustrating isn’t it? Down right aggravating.

Then, the first weekend of December, on a night that my house was turned upside down with decorations every where, the night before I was to take a carload of kids on a “field trip” to “town” for a Christmas play and shopping, the night before the “company Christmas party”, the weekend before I was to have a “little” Christmas gathering in my home, DH arrived and told me we were moving to Chicago and we were leaving Sunday- yes day after tomorrow on a house hunting trip.

Just like that. Drop everything. The wait is over. In two months we would be in our new home. Oh and somewhere in that short period of time we would celebrate Christmas!

I couldn’t believe it.

I have never liked waiting. It seems the waits in my life are so inconvenient. I don’t have time for them. I long for them to end. And when they do, I feel put upon.

You know God is never late. We made it through Christmas. We bought and sold houses, and we moved. That was exactly 20 years ago today! The weather in Chicago was balmy- even warm. Yet we had no more unloaded the moving van than a major snow storm hit the area. I stood amazed at how God paved the way for us.

But why had God put us on hold causing us to wait for so long?

Friends.

Over the next days as I settled into my new home with two little guys in tow, I began to meet women who had also recently moved to the neighborhood- all within the past 3 months! Each one of the five women who soon became my very close friends also had a toddler. For the next two years 6 40-something moms and their 6 toddlers spent at least one day a week together. We became fast friends and never ceased to be amazed at how similar our stories were. God had held each husband’s career in check and then suddenly He said, “Alright, now you can go.” And we all arrived in Naperville, settled within blocks of oneanther, enrolled older children in the neighborhood elementary school and stumbled into one another!

We may never know why God has us in His Wait Room. One thing I know for sure. He has a plan. He loves me. I find it endearing that He cared so much about me moving to the big windy city, to a place in time where my husband would be traveling more than he would be at home – My heavenly Father and the Creator of the universe cared so much about me and my well being that He wanted me to be surrounded with friends. He handpicked 5 girlfriends for me, moving each one to the neighborhood where I would be living and in a unique and amazing way brought us together to form a bond of friendship, a playgroup, a prayer group, a support group. Sometimes I think I could write a book based on our adventures.

If you are waiting right now, trust that God has a plan. At just the right time, He will say, “Go,” Like the dove in Noah's ark, God will open up the window and let you go --- "fly away little bird, the wait is over. " One day you will be able to look back on this time and encourage another traveler who, like you, needs to know, “God is never late.”

Shine!

Wednesdays are for waiting

2010-02-03T16:13:00.000-08:00

It was worth the wait- and now I want to shine the light on my latest design.

I know this blog is about God's design, but God gives us gifts and talents so we can shine. Sometimes, when you come to this blog, I will point to God's design. Other times I just can't help bragging on some of my own designs.

Brag? You ask?

Just so you can see how you too can creaate your own devine designs in your own home!

Saturday I wrote about the wintery weekend project my husband and I tackled last weekend. We accomplished our goal.

Welcome to the unveiling of our "new" chair.

Believe me. When you decide to wait for something that is worthwhile it really is a cause to

Shine!

Movin' on Mondays

2010-02-01T09:57:00.000-08:00

Today I am doing a little reflecting about moving out of my comfort zone and into another culture:

You're here to be light, bringing out the God-colors in the world. God is not a secret to be kept. We're going public with this, as public as a city on a hill. If I make you light-bearers, you don't think I'm going to hide you under a bucket, do you? I'm putting you on a light stand. Now that I've put you there on a hilltop, on a light stand—shine! Keep open house; be generous with your lives. By opening up to others, you'll prompt people to open up with God, this generous Father in heaven. Matthew 5:14 (MSG)

Last weekend my partner in Spanish ministry, Judith Hernandez, and I traveled to Athens. GA, where we had been invited to speak to a group of Latinas. We had planned this event for two years with a fellow Proverbs 31 team member, Laurie who had caught the vision~ reach out to the immigrants among us to bring them the gospel. Not all of us can travel abroad. In Laurie’s case her church has opened its doors to a Spanish congregation. They are designing a new paradigm.

The English speaking women provided the food, the place, the speaker and extended invitations, while working with the Hispanic pastor’s wife.

We had a delicious dinner – women of two cultures, young and mature, and children. Baby sitting was provided by the teens.

After dinner we moved upstairs for a lively and inspiring presentation by Judith. She spoke on the Fruit of the Spirit. She began by giving a simple description of the importance and necessity of a mere seed. Although I had learned all my science lesson in elementary school it was an interesting review, especially when understood as the seed relates to our spiritual life. Judith shared her own story – how she had attempted to grow her life according to her own devices and manipulations, never realizing that Jesus, the master planter, had already sowed seeds in her life. She shared how she ignored God’s plan for her life and tried miserably to plant and nurture her own seeds, dreams of her own design- and education, a marriage, a career, motherhood…

Then one day she observed a lady at work whose life illustrated the “fruit of the spirit:” love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control. (Galatians 5:21-23) Judith began to watch this woman and all she could think was, “I want what this woman has.”

Judith assured the women who were listening to her- “Your life can be full of love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control.” But, on your own you can not plant this type of fruit. It is only possible through Christ, the Lord. She challenged the ladies, in Spanish, open your hearts, soften your hearts, let Jesus plant a new life, a meaningful life, and fruitful life in your heart. At the end of her presentation several women walked forward for prayer. I personally had the privilege of praying with a beautiful pregnant 19 year old girl whose “boyfriend” is in Iraq. Just looking at her it had been so obvious to me that she had no hope no joy in her life. But she was eager. Today a woman in the church is mentoring her!

Here we are! Judith on the far right. Laurie and me with a mother and her daughter.

If you know any Latinas in your area I ask you to introduce them to the Proverbs 31 Spanish pages and the weekly devotion we have on Crosswalk. It’s a simple thing- just pass the word on and…

Shine!

WHAT TO DO ON A WINTER DAY

2010-01-30T20:19:00.000-08:00

Several years ago we undertook a home renovation. We decided to put in a pool, but before doing that our basement needed to be ---- well, renovated. When we bought our house the basement was partially finished. We decided to open up some spaces. That is when we had children at home. Truly the changes we made were exciting.

Of course then came the refurnishing. Because our house is mostly men, we chose leather furniture. We mixed leather with oak. I had already purchased an antique mission desk and DH had found a classic rocker years ago.

When we finished the project it was obvious to me that we needed an accent chair. I found a mission recliner at a sale. I had to have it. DH expressed his fear, “Giant teenage athletes will fall into it, stretch out on it, and destroy it in one fell swoop. “Besides, I don’t like the fabric.” I didn’t either. We discussed the possibility of getting the same chair in another fabric, but the sales person quoted a much higher price, a price neither of us wanted to pay. I still coveted the chair, believing that one day… the chair would need to be re uped. We discussed, argued, debated, and finally I WON!

Fast forward – years later. DH began to have excruciating back pain. NO position would do, except… he settled into the chair he didn’t want and has not left it since. And guess what? His back is better. Much better! Of course- over the years the chair has begun to sag. So he had the bright idea to reupholster it – yup not have it reupholstered. He decided WE were going to reupholster THE CHAIR.

YEAH!

So he took the chair apart! AHHHHHHHHH!

We discussed our plans with our wonderful friends at Front Door Fabrics.

Yesterday we made the plunge, chose our fabric.

This morning at 8:30 we began cutting and sewing…

Stay tuned!

Shine!

Always Ready?

2010-01-22T03:51:00.000-08:00

Welcome to my little corner of the garden. I am honored that you would drop by today to spend time with me. It is my prayer that you leave with hope and encouragement, convinced you were created for a great purpose. May you shine as you journey through that jungle out there!

If you have dropped in after reading Today's Encouragement from the Proverbs 31 devotional- thank you. What an honor to have you visit me!

The whole subject of fireworks along with the idea of being ready takes me back to my childhood. It seems to me I spent many an evening getting ready for my daddy to arrive home at the end of the day. I looked forward to his return because evenings spent with him included games, bike rides, kite flying, reading stories, and, if he had traveled out of town and was coming home after several days absence, it meant he might be bringing a tiny gift.

When I was young and innocent my daddy’s arrival each evening was the highlight of my day.

Then I grew up, became a rebellious teen, thought I was too independent for my daddy, and even made some choices that broke his heart.

On one such occasion I arrived home in the middle of the afternoon and, much to my surprise, I found my daddy sitting in his big chair.

“What was he doing home so early?”

My heart filled with dread. I immediately felt the guilt. Had he come home from work to reprimand me and scold me? If so, I wasn’t surprised. I deserved what I had coming. I had made a very bad choice the previous weekend and now I knew. The word had gotten out. It was time for the dreaded “talk.”

I’ll never forget my dad’s voice when I walked through the door. He did raise his voice. He didn’t scold. He simply asked me to sit down beside him and talk.

I flew past him, heading to my room. I hung my head in shame, hoping he couldn’t see my guilty face.

But his voice followed me and I knew I had to meet with him face to face.

I will never forget that day because it was a day my dad came home early. On any other occasion I would have rejoiced at having him to myself. Not this afternoon.

After sitting and talking with him, answering questions that I know disappointed him, I wished for another outcome. How different that afternoon would have been had I run through the door searching for the man I so loved. How wonderful it would have been had I been able to throw myself happily into his arms, have him twirl me around, throw me into the air, celebrating our relationship and then sit me on his lap…

but no

I was afraid. I felt shame. I wanted to run and hide.

All because I had not been honest. I had disobeyed, misbehaved, broken the trust

I did learn a lesson though:

I have a heavenly Father who knows everything I do. He calls me his. He loves me and wants the best for me. He created a way for me to live with Him joyfully forever. One day I am going to walk through a door and my Father in heaven will be sitting on his throne. When I walk into his presence I want to - not walk, but run. I want to experience the freedom of throwing myself into his arms. I want to look deep and long into his face. I want to hear him say – “well done.”

I know the choice is mine. I know one day I will see God. He has forgiven me for my dishonest deeds, my disobedience, my misbehavior…

Even so, I don’t want to feel shame or fear or think I don’t deserve his love, shrinking from his presence.

The Bible is very clear and God’s Word details what pleases Him.

I want to please my God so I can enjoy his presence.

And so, until that day I’ll make it my goal to search his Word learning how to please him byr growing in godliness.

Perhaps you feel that something from your past is so shameful God would never forgive you. Please know God loves you and wants to heal your hurts and wash away whatever you believe might separate you from him. Let me recommend a book, I found to be very helpful in putting my past behind me so I could laugh at the future: Hidden Joy in a Dark Corner by Wendy Blight

Maybe you are afraid. You can't face your fears. You believe the world and not God's Word. Won't you consider reading a book that put the whole idea of fear in perspective for me: An Untroubled Heart by Micca Campbell. God did not design fear. He is the author of freedom and hope!

Do you know what delights God? Jesus said when we reach out to the poor and needy it is as if we were reaching out to Him. Right now I cannot think of anyone who needs our help more than the Haitians who have suffered such extreme loss. Proverbs 31 Ministries has partnered with Compasson International to help feed, clothe, and educate needy children and right now you can contribute to the efforts to send relief through Compassion International who has had a presence in Haiti for many years and is working at this moment to comfort thousands. Won't you help a child today in torn-apart Haiti by sending a contribution to CI?

Shine!

Wednesdays are for Waiting

2010-01-20T14:45:00.001-08:00

What does waiting look like?

One of my students gave me three little ugly bulbs for Christmas. What a nice gift. I planted them in the potting soil that came along in the gift box. I watered the dirt and set the flower pot in a window. Then I could do nothing but wait. From day to day I glanced toward the flower pot wondering how long it would be before the little shoots pressed up toward the sun.

Ah! Here they come.

How long before they bloom. I watched and waited…

Daily the paper whites stretched taller and taller.

Then I noticed these little “pockets.” Was the flower hidden in there?

IT wasn’t long before one by one these lovely little flowers burst out.

First one:

And then another.

This is a perfect picture of our waits. Deep in our lives a flower is waiting to bloom. It’s there. Have hope~ there is a bloom inside every life!

Even in the dead of winter.

MONDAYS ARE FOR MOVERS

2010-01-18T04:31:00.000-08:00

Moved by a perfect sacrifice

Jesus example- his move to earth, leads me to move wherever He calls...

This morning I watched/listened to a sermon by Roger Spadin. He is a great teacher I highly recommend that you tune into his sermons if you are looking for good Bible teaching. He said the following, quoting his Ancient Greek professor, “Repetition is the mother of all learning.”

Being a Spanish teacher I got it. Then I realized God uses repetition to teach us the lessons He would have us learn.

Leviticus. Talk about repetition! I have read through more sacrifices for more types of sins I ever imagined. How did those priests ever get it? I wonder if the truly loyal and devoted followers of the Jewish faith ever felt like they had actually sacrificed enough! It seems to me that a person could no longer finish one sacrifice that it would be time for another.

I’m not sure I would have survived all those rituals and rites. I might have changed religions or quit being a good Jewish person altogether.

Then I read the following details in Leviticus 4:6 and 7 – The Sin Offering:

“…sprinkle some of the blood seven times before the Lord in the front of the veil of the sanctuary. …the priest will then put some of the blood…on the altar…”

Hold on- you are not going to believe the parallel!
There is a priest, a sacrifice, an altar and blood, blood sprinkled seven times.

Jesus is our sacrifice. His altar was the cross. He is also the priest who, like the Old Testament priests, performed his duty by shedding His blood for the forgiveness of our sins speaking seven times – blessings over those who stood nearby, blessings over those who accepted his death as the perfect sacrifice:

1- He blessed his mother by providing her with someone to care for her: John 19:26-27

“Woman, behold your son. (John) behold her mother.”

2- He forgave those who crucified him, not only the soldiers and Pharisees, but you and me. Luke 23:34

“Father, Forgive them. They don’t know what they are doing.”

3-He offered eternity to the thief on the cross next to his. Luke 23:43

“Today you will be with me in paradise.”

4-He showed us his humanity so we could identify with Him. Matthew 27:46

“My God, why have you forsaken me?”

5-He taught us how to die. Luke 23:46

“Into Your hands I commit my spirit.”

6-He suffered for all humanity. John 19:28

“I thirst.”

7- He died for me. John 19:30

“It is finished.”

As he died, around noon, the Bible says, darkness fell on the land, the light from the sun was gone, and the veil in the temple ripped in two!

"…sprinkle some of the blood seven times before the Lord in the front of the veil of the sanctuary."

I have heard it said that brilliant scholars claim Jesus read all the prophecies and fulfilled them on his own, that He is not the divine Son of God. I don’t know why theologians desire to discredit Jesus. I really don’t care, but what I don’t understand is how did he rip the veil in two as he hung on the cross, the perfect sacrifice, shedding his blood, speaking seven times, before the Lord in front of the veil of he sanctuary?

I don’t know about you, but this moves me to stand in awe and

Shine!

MOVING AWAY

2010-01-11T18:49:00.000-08:00

Moving allows us to leave sin behind...

So I am reading through Leviticus and I find it repetitious and...

ritualistic.

Have you read Leviticus. Try it. See what you think!

On and on go the sacrifices - grain sacrifices, burnt offerings, sin offerings, guilt offerings. Who can stand it? Not I.

We are so blessed to have the old and the new.

I get to the end of the 4th chapter. It's last words:

"In this way the priest will make atonement for him for the sin he has committed, and he will be forgiven."

Ah ---to be forgiven.

But isn't there an easier way. I mean do I have to find a goat, a bull, a lamb, pigeions or doves? Do I have to walk to Jerusalem, find a priest, hand him my offering and watch as he cuts, cleans, sprinkles, and burns?

Somewhere in the recesses of my mind I remember an easier way.

Jesus.

Not an easier way for Jesus but the way for me to please God I John 2:17:

...the man who does the will of God lives forever.

The will of God?

I know I must repent in order to be able to stand in the presence of God. I think
of God's presence and I see the cross

Lining up the words in a verticle line - "He forgives me" I cross them with the words "when I confess my sin." Try it. Have the two phrases cross at the 'f' of forgives and the 'f' of confess. You will create a cross.

I don't have to find bulls, sheep, goats, and birds to sacrifice in order to get God's attention and forgiveness.

All I have to do is confess my sin.

I asked God to show me my sin and then I made a list. It grew and grew.

I have a lot to do this year --- get rid of one sin at a time, not by dragging animals to an altar, but by naming my sin so I can

Shine!

WHAT GIFT CAN I GIVE HIM - THE ONE WHO HAS IT ALL

2010-01-09T13:08:00.000-08:00

I know Christmas is OVER, but as I read in my newly assigned Bible study I can't help but draw a parallel between shopping for my husband, and wondering how I can please God.

Does that seem like a strange comparrison to you?

What to give the man who has it all?

A month ago I told my husband what I wanted for Christmas . I asked him what he wanted and he said, "Nothing." We got into an interesting conversation, him saying that gifting meaninless and unwanted gifts is a waste. I was offended. I wanted to give him SOMETHING, but he wouldn't have it!

Then, as I received presents from girlfriends and students I began to understand. Don't get me wrong - I LOVED the STARBUCKS cards, cash, scarves, jars of homemade jellies, and cookies and treats- I loved them. But what if I had really been on a diet or didn't drink coffee or ... what if I couldnt use or enjoy the gifts I had received, you know - THE UGLY CHRISTMAS SWEATER!

I guess that's why write letters to Santa, make wish lists, and create gift registries.

With that in mind, let me build a bridge to Leviticus:

Over the course of the week I have read the first 3 chapters of Leviticus.

Round and round I go. Lots of repetition.

Sort of like driving up a mountain. Driving up a mountain is different than walking up or taking a ski lift or gondola. The lifts and trams go straight up to the summit. A ride in the car takes longer because the beginning point at the base doesn't head straight up, rather the road winds round and round the mountain.

That is how I feel reading these chapters in Leviticus.

It's tedious reading. Consequently I take notes, fill in charts, draw pictures, and highlight.

And then it begins to dawn on me!

This book is God's wish list - His gift registry. Please don't think I am being shallow. I am just trying to apply what I have learned.

There is nothing I can give God that is worthy of Him.

So he devised a way for His people to GIFT Him.

The sacrifices spelled out in Leveticus are a series of lists that describe what He wants from us - that simple.

Now we can do what I did - I went out and bought my husband what I wanted him to have...

OR

we can do what my husband did for me. He gave me what I wanted.

Want to know what God wants from you-

Read Leviticus with me and

Shine!

MOVIN' ON AFTER MOVIN' IN MONDAYS

2010-01-04T20:23:00.000-08:00

Moving up the mountain of God

A look at holiness.

Why?

If I expect to move God, I need to practice holiness.

I often wonder why it seems that all my efforts to communicate with God go nowhere. I have heard people say, "My prayers don't go any farther than the ceiling of the room."

Why is that?

I think Psalm 24 has the answer:

The earth is the Lord's and everything in it. The world and all the people belong to him. For He laid the earth's foundation... and built it... Who may climb the ountain of the Lord?

              Only those whose hands and hearts are pure,
                                 who don't worship idols
                                  and never tell lies

Now I know why my prayers sometimes feel fruitless-
                               My hands are dirty!
                               My heart is wicked!
                               My idols are many!
                               I lie to myself and others!

How can I expect God to hear my prayers when I am not willing to obey Him or honor Him? That seems one way ish.

Before I approach God, I think I need to deal with that which would separate me from Him. How do I do that?

I don't.

He does!

"If I confes my sin to Jesus He is faithful and just to forgive me and my sins and to cleanse me from all wickedness." 1 John 1:9

The theme of Leviticus is found in the 19th chapter - the first verse:

"You must be holy because I the Lord am holy."

The book of Leviticus - Levi being the name of the priestly tribe- was written for the priests to explain to them how to worship almighty God. If we want to approach God, we must be holy. Leviticus describes the steps toward holiness - it is a climb up to the mountain of God. Moses made that ascent and returned with the instructions for His people- How can I approach a holy God when I am a mere creature?

Holiness is mentioned 152 times in Leviticus, more than in any other book of the Bible. I long to be near God. I need to be near Him. I cannot survive without Him.

The first step toward holiness is confession. I've made a list of my sins. I am asking God to help me deal with each one. I challenge you to do the same.

Right here I have a question and would like to know from you readers~ Does your church encourage or allow for a time of confession during Sunday morning worship?

"Be holy for I the lord am holy."

I want to be holy so I can

Shine!

AN INVITATION TO SHINE IN A NEW DECADE

2010-01-01T09:00:00.000-08:00

By now you have opened and responded to all the invitations you received over the span of the last 6 weeks. You have partied, baked goodies, attended pot lucks and family gatherings. The party is over. We are in a season of rest, yet I want to give you yet another invitation:

YOU ARE INVITED

WHERE?

Van’s blog – right here

WHEN?

it’s a drop in – any time

WHAT CAN I BRING?

come with an open heart – leave comments

Last night, when my sons left after dinner heading up town to ring in the New Year with friends, we cautioned them. The younger one- not young, nearly 22 reminded us – eyes twinkling and teasing smile:

“AW – Mom, Dad. This is a special year to celebrate. We have to do it right. After all it is the end of a decade the beginning of a new decade.”

Then the two stepped out to meet friends, leaving me to ponder - A NEW DECADE.

I too am looking forward to a new decade. I am anticipating something new because God encourages us to.

For several weeks I have asked God to guide me- to show me where in HIS WORD the two of us would journey over the course of 2010. I had no idea what His plans were. Last year I read through the gospels several times – becoming more deeply acquainted with Jesus. I had been moved to do so because I read that God mourns the fact that we don’t KNOW Him. I wanted to change that so I studied Jesus’ life all year. I believe I read all four gospels at least three times and some maybe more. I would encourage anyone looking for a year-long Bible reading to do the same.

Today I know the journey I will be taking with my Holy Father. He is taking me into a study of

HOLINESS
…and He is using Moses’ writing in the book of Leviticus to guide me up the path toward “the mountain of God, His holy place.”

Already in one small quiet time moment this morning I have learned so much. I am exploding with excitement about this new study.

I invite you to join me!

I don’t know where to start so I will begin with the Bible commentary in my NLV Life Application Study Bible – the words written as an introduction to the book of Leviticus:

“ ‘God seems so far away… if only I could see or hear him.’ Have you ever felt this way – struggling with loneliness, burdened by despair, riddled with sin, overwhelmed by problems? Made in God’s image we were created to have a close relationship with Him; (I will address this in the next day’s study on Holiness.) thus when fellowship is broken, we are incomplete and need restoration.”

This introduction to Leviticus goes on to give a bit of background – God gave Moses the law- Leviticus is a portion of that Law. During this time- over 3000 years ago, the Israelites, who had fled the captivity of Egypt, camped at the foot of Mt. Sinai for two years as they rested, learned, met with God and built a new relationship with Him.

So –today is the beginning of a year, maybe two year, long camping trip – a trip to the mountain of God, a study on Holiness.
It all began at the foot of the mountain of God:

Moses and the Burning Bush

1 One day Moses was tending the flock… He led the flock far into the wilderness and came to Sinai,the mountain of God. 2 There the angel of the LORD appeared to him in a blazing fire from the middle of a bush. Moses stared in amazement. Though the bush was engulfed in flames, it didn’t burn up. 3 “This is amazing,” Moses said to himself. “Why isn’t that bush burning up? I must go see it.”

4 When the LORD saw Moses coming to take a closer look, God called to him from the middle of the bush, “Moses! Moses!”

“Here I am!” Moses replied.

5 “Do not come any closer,” the LORD warned. “Take off your sandals, for you are standing on holy ground. 6 I am the God of your father—the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob.” When Moses heard this, he covered his face because he was afraid to look at God.

7 Then the LORD told him, “I have certainly seen the oppression of my people in Egypt. I have heard their cries of distress because of their harsh slave drivers. Yes, I am aware of their suffering. 8 So I have come down to rescue them…and lead them out…” Exodus 3:1-8

God hears our cries of distress. He comes down to rescue us. He leads us out…

Let’s go and together, because we have a future and a hope~

Shine!

LETTING GO - MOVIN' ON

2009-12-28T10:04:00.000-08:00

I just took down the tree and placed the nativity set in its storage box.

Seems strange to me- Christmas in a box! I hope that, although I have put Christmas up, stored it for another year… I hope Christmas is wrapped all around me, that I “wear” the results of Christmas… that people who connect with me will somehow KNOW that I had an encounter with Christmas and in some small way I’m changed.

How will they KNOW, I wonder?

It occurred to me as I carefully took each ornament off the tree (our family has a traditional Christmas tree- ornaments reach back 38 Christmases. The decorations on our tree tell a family story- a young couple who painted their own ornaments for the first Christmas, ornaments gifted by family members and special friends, ornaments created with tiny eager-to-please pre-school and elementary school hands, and ornaments exchanged at laughter filled and joyful Christmas parties. Each ornament has a story behind it. Oh- yes and I inherited four or five amazing ornaments from my husband’s great aunt’s collection of handmade “tree pretties.”) It occurred to me that, as I examined my ornaments, my mind journeyed back in time to:
days when little boys stared in wonder at shepherds and wise men bowing before a baby,
evenings when Christmas music set the tone for We Three Kings Looking for Baby Jesus games, and
nights spent camped beneath the tree- all lit up.

As I wandered backwards in time I realized I had to put a leash around myself. Instead of feeling comfort and joy I began to feel sadness and loneliness. Too much melancholy concentrating on the past does that- precious memories, if not brought into check, lead me down paths of pessimism. You know- life was great when…

When in reality since I have been touched by Christmas I need to be looking for paths of optimism and gratitude.

"Thank you Lord for my rich life so full of memories. May I always be ready for new adventures and opportunities, knowing that life doens't come to a halt just because another Christmas has passed. I put my hope in You asking that You continue to use my life and make it meaningful, give me purpose so I might glorify You."

It also occurred to me that this time of year there are two kinds of people- those who look back, those who anticipate the future.

Ah – the future. When Jesus came two thousand years ago, He came to forward thinking people. Those who did’t want to look back, those whose hope was in the future, something new. They hoped.

I continued putting Christmas in a box. And as I did I found myself anticipating the end of this chore. I placed everything that represents the celebratory nature of Christmas back in storage and realized Christmas isn’t going into storage and neither am I!

In a few more days we will ring in the New Year and I am reminded of so much future, so much to do, so many to touch. I am reminded of a LOVE that has been placed in my life so I can share it with others. I am reminded – I can’t put

SHINE

in a box!

CHRISTMAS EVE THOUGHTS

2009-12-24T11:10:00.000-08:00

The Christmas season can be viewed from many angles. Ask 10 people what Christmas means to them and each will give a different answer:

Fond childhood memories

Mixed holiday emotions

Shopping

Cooking
Santa Clause
Music

The Nativity

Peace

Parties

Presents

Is there any one right answer?

For God so loved the world, He GAVE His only son…

I think the right answer is presents- no not presents –

THE GIFT
From out of nowhere I found a little Christmas booklet by Max Lucado while I was decorating a couple of weeks ago. Because I trust his meditations and he so inspires me I read A LOVE WORTH GIVING TO YOU

The premise of Lucado’s short Christmas blessing is relationships. God not only wants a relationship with us – hence He sent His Son to teach us how to relate to Him, but, like any parent, He longs for His children to love one another, to forgive, to get along, to live in peace and harmony, to sacrifice for one another, to put each others first…

Unfortunately most of us struggle with the principle of loving one another- really loving – like God loves us, unconditionally, love- endures- all- things love, turn- the- other- cheek- type of love, wait- hopefully- forever- for- the- prodigal- son -to -come- home kind of love, forgive -70- times- 7 love, you-first love, the I-will-never- leave- you devoted love, the I -will- always- believe- the- best -about- you love, tough love...

We struggle, reaching out for love because we were meant to be loved. We want others to fill an insatiable void- one that feels like it can only be satisfied when we get what we want from others.

God's love doesn't give us what we want- His love gives us what saves us.

We struggle because we ourselves have not offered that kind of love to others- we swear we will love better, with greater patience, with deeper understanding, yet, try as hard as we might, we can’t love the way we want ----- not on our own, that is.

We struggle to give love to others because, as Mr. Lucado says, “We can’t give what we have never received.”
Have you received God’s gift – His Son who

“went from commanding angels to sleeping in straw.
From holding stars to clutching Mary’s finger.

The palm that held the universe took the nail of the soldier.

Why?

Because that is what love does. It puts the beloved before itself. Your soul was more important than His blood. Your eternal life was more important than His earthly life. Your place in heaven was more important to Him than His place in heaven. So He gave it up so you could have yours.”

Is there a gift of relationship mending you need to give this year? Give of yourself- everything, give 'til it hurts. Jesus did and lit changed eternity.

What is the most important part of Christmas?

Gift giving- God’s gift to you and me.

Our gift to one another- not what I want, but what I can give you - myself, honest, pure, everlasting, enduring, selfless- not for my good, or your happiness, or for the sake of our relationship but because God loves us and simply asks us to receive His Gift of love and then to share it with others.

May we love because He loves- for no other reason, with no other motive.

Shine!

THE GIFT OF A TISSUE

2009-12-21T12:36:00.000-08:00

Have you ever considered that the gift of a tissue given at just the right time could be the sweetest and most compassionate of gifts?
Yesterday the music in church and our worship service took me (any the women around me) straight to the presence of God.

First I have to set the stage and confess that I was not the friendly kind person I like to think I am. My son was with us – home from college for the holidays. What a joy for him to be sitting by my side. I was so into him that I ignored the lady to my left. Oh – I smiled and said hello, but even though I felt nudged to introduce myself and inquire into her life, I ignored the gentle promptings. Naughty me.

Church started with music and singing and corporate worship. When the children joined the choir – I began to lose control. And then when a lone little boy stepped up to the mic and sang his soul out,”Peaaaaaaace onnnnnnnnn eaaarth, Peaaaaaaace onnnnnnnnn eaaarth …. ” bells ringing in the back ground -- tears exploded from the depths of my heart and brain. I remembered my sons- once they too were young, in the children’s choir, singing their hearts out with total trust and belief in the Christ of Christmas.

Next a trained opera singer burst forth with a medley of 5 or 6 Christmas songs- The Nativity Suite. There was not a note she didn’t reach. Now my heart was exploding.

While I discreetly wiped away tears, or so I thought…

I pressed tear ducts willing them to dry up and palmed my cheeks trying in vain to catch the many tears that kept coming, I wondered if I were going to have to excuse myself.
Then--- stranger sitting next to me offered her gift- she handed me a tissue and tucked it into my hand. I didn’t deserve her attention nor compassion. After all I had initially ignored her. But I smiled – humbly and thankfully and took the offered gift.
I think God smiled too. He saw the kind, thoughtful, caring gesture. He watched his two daughters- one reaching out, another accepting the offer.
The dam breaker occurred when the men’s quartet sang Mary Did You Know.

Now lady in front of us also needed a tissue. Stranger offered another much needed gift. God saw. I know these insignificant kindnesses pleased Him.

This gift – of a single tissue—wiped away my tears, allowed me to experience the powerful presence of the Holy Spirit- Christmas in its fullest expression:
Music. Praise. Belief. Compassion. Care. Kindness. Not me. Others.
After church we talked. She is a mother too. Hers are also grown. Some gone. Not home for Christmas. She had her own silent reasons for tears. That didn’t keep her from reaching out to me. I love God’s daughters.

Next time I am going to be a better daughter- make my King smile.

May you have a Merry Musical Christmas and experience God’s love by reaching out to a stranger or allowing a stranger to reach out to you.

Shine!

MOVIN' ON MONDAYS

2009-11-30T13:15:00.000-08:00

THE GREATEST MOVE EVER MADE
When God decided to move to earth, He chose a young woman. We all know the story:

God loved us so much He gave His only Son.

Hi Son, Jesus had to be born so God sent an angel to inform Mary that she would be the vessel He would use to move to earth. WOW!

Have you ever considered that God might choose YOU to move His Word into your new neighborhood?

I have been so guilty of wrapping everything emotional around me, myself, and I. I’ve been so selfish as to only consider my own feelings, desires, and pain!
Once I got over myself and realized God moves us for his purpose, changes and uncomfortable circumstances began to take on a new and surprisingly adventurous journey.
Mary amazes me. She inspires me. She only asked one question: “How can this be?”
I wonder- “Is God waiting to answer my prayers because He knows my heart is not ready to submit like Mary’s did?”

This is my new Christmas wish: To respond to God’s calling like Mary did.

I am the Lord's servant," Mary answered. "May it be to me as you have said."

(Luke 1:38)

It's Christmas!
Shine!

THANKSGIVING LEFTOVERS

2009-11-28T10:54:00.000-08:00

Are you feeling like a stuffed turkey? Are you still celebrating Thanksgiving, or have you moved into the Christmas season. Normally by this time of the year I have cleared out all my fall decorations and most of my Christmas is up. But, since becoming an empty nester, I have gotten lazy. I actually wait until the month clicks over and it IS December before I pull out my nativity set - the first sign that Christmas has come to my house.

I digress...

I am still celebrating Thanksgiving and I have not decorated. I don't plan to until these decorations come down. I love the reminders all over my house that children are in the home again. My son arrived Tuesday night and began doing laundry. It warms my heart to walk by the laundry room and experience this sight. NO it is not a turkey in the oven or a lovely delish dessert, but to my eyes it is a feast of the most wonderful proportions.

My son is home for the weekend and for that I am so very thankful. What would you choose?

This

this:

Shine!

WEDNESDAYS ARE FOR WAITING

2009-11-25T19:37:00.000-08:00

Worth the wait
Got home from work yesterday afternoon and what I had been waiting for filled my heart with such joy! There in the driveway was my son’s car. He had made it home from college – home for Thanksgiving. I couldn’t get into the house fast enough. There he was – and as my grandmother liked to say – “A sight for sore eyes.” I had forgotten how handsome he is – how tall, confident, peaceful. I just don’t want to be too far away from him.

Well – that is one wait that is over. He is home, home for many days. Now we can enjoy Thanksgiving and time together.

I guess it was worth the wait- waiting for him to come home has paid off.

I wish all other waits would come to an end like this one. =

Yes- worth the wait.

I hope all your expectations will be met as you celebrate this special time of year.

Shine,

MOVIN' ON MONDAYS

2009-11-23T17:18:00.000-08:00

UP AGAINST THE RED SEA

I’m back to movin’ with Moses again. Can’t get enough of the man.

We are reading through Exodus in our Sunday morning sermons and, although I have studied Moses’ journey from every angle, I am still learning! That is why I love the Bible!!!

Do you ever wonder why God takes you on long round about journeys? “Why can’t I just stay put, “I often ask myself. “I don’t want to move again!”
So He moves me and very soon I find myself up against the Red Sea – trapped with nowhere to go but forward. Even forward doesn’t seem like a good option for me at the time. I just want to stay put or go back home.

Not an option. Gotta’ move forward even though it seems there is no where to go. .

When the pilgrims found themselves on the edge of the sea, they must have wondered “Where do we go now? Moses, is this a joke? We can’t just go marching into the sea! We will drown along with our families, animals, and all the goods we brought out of Egypt. "

Looking behind themselves they realized they couldn’t turn around either. Pharoah was gaining ground, rapidly approaching.

Where do you go when God has brought you up against the Red Sea?

Not able to tread water nor return you may find yourself trapped. Maybe like the weary pilgrims you cry out – "why did you move me from my home- just to bring me to this place- a dead end, a desert. I feel I might die here." Maybe the place you find yourself in feels like a trap.

God told Moses, “Stand firm and you will see the deliverance the Lord will bring you today… the Lord will fight for you. You need only be still. ”

Allrighty then. Maybe sometimes I must move so I can be forced to get quiet and still. When I find myself up against my own personal Red Sea, then maybe then I will see God’s glory and thank Him.

Psalm 136 is a Psalm of praise and thanksgiving – so appropriate for this week:
Give thanks to the Lord for He is good. His love endures forever…

To Him who divided the Sea asunder,

His love endures forever.

So - go ahead, give thanks in your agaisnt the Red Sea moment and

Shine!

But God has ordained that I move so I go…

The Israelites found themselves up against the red sea.

WEDNESDAYS ARE FOR WAITING

2009-11-18T19:04:00.000-08:00

See my door? Behind this door two people happily wait. We can't wait to open next week to see our son walk through. He will be home for Thanksgiving and did I say - we can't wait to see him? I think this time around is the longest time in his life we have gone without seeing him - 3 and 1/2 months. I know that is not long in the eyes of some and believe me I am thankful for my situation and I also pray for those families who are separated during this time of year - especially separated by great distances and long months. My heart weighs heavy for you - I know some waits are heavy - may you bear the Wait of the World in peace, surrounded by God's compassion, secure in the fact that He is in control of all our circumstances.

...and while we wait we: Rejoice always, pray without ceasing,

give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus ...

1 Thessalonians 5:16-18

Shine!

WHO'S YOUR DECORATOR

2009-11-07T17:15:00.000-08:00

I moved into my home ten years ago. I didn't plan on staying very long. We had moved 12 times and this house was our 7th house. I didn't plan on living here very long. And for that reason I didn't decorate. I didn't hang window treatments. I left many of my pictures in the packaging carefully designed for them by professional packers. I have left the flooring as it was, although we desperately need new carpeting.

Every once in a while DH and I scout the sales for fabric - thinking about posible window treatments, carpeting - drooling at the latest floor fashions, and from time to time I consider going through boxes full of lovely wall hangings - but I lose interest.

I lose interest because I have found the most incredible Decorator ever!

Want to see His work? There is no one in the entire decorator world like Him. I dare you to find me anyone whose work matches the work of my Decorator. Oh! And let me tell you - you can't beat his prices. Are you interested? We'll just take a look:

Why hang window treatments when this is "hanging" around my window?

His sense of lighting is out of this world!

His suggestions~

for floor coverings:

Sometimes I feel I am in a sancturary - I'm surrounded by stained glass windows!

and why would I ever pay for pictures when I get to look at this?

Want the name of my decorator?

Just look around. His signature is everywhere.

MOVIN' ON MONDAYS

2009-11-02T18:05:00.000-08:00

Ever since last week when I finished my “pilgrim” posts I have been asking myself, “Why do I feel more connected to Moses and the pilgrims he lead across the desert than I do those pilgrims who sailed across the sea? You know the very ones who are my forefathers and mothers? After all they are my relatives!”

My mother has spent lots of time looking into her past studying our family tree -those brave people who came to this “new world” sacrificing their own lives and laying down foundations for my life.

And I wonder… “What sort of foundations am I laying down for future generations?”
What sacrifices have I made for others?

God gives me a bit of grace when I am reminded that each move had its sacrifice and each move kept old traditions or laid down new traditions. Either way memories were made that strengthened and taught our family lessons we could each use for the future.

During the month of November as I prepare for Thanksgiving I am going to be thinking about my forefather pilgrims for whom I am very thankful.
They made a huge move that allowed me to live in the greatest nation in the world. Their move made it possible for me to freely learn all I know about the mighty God I know. Their move opened doors for free education for all. And their move set up an experiment in government that brought seekers of refuge to a place of future hope where dreams so often come true.

I’m asking God to show me His dream for my life and meanwhile I strive to

Shine,

MOVIN' ON MONDAYS

2009-10-26T17:39:00.000-07:00

on the MOVE with MOSES and the band of PILGRIMS he led across the wilderness...

Today is my last entry for this topic: How did pilgrims survive their moves?
They pray,
         invite others to join them
         love God and one another
         grow
         rebuild
         imitate God and

               MOVE
When was the last time you heard God encouraging you to move?

Not all moves include packing up and taking a journey across town or across the country. Most of our moves are spiritual in nature. They include obedience, service, sacrifice, discomfort...

I recently moved. I moved from being a stay-at-home mom to two left-the-nest-years-ago sons. Now that is a backwards move if ever I heard one.

My move?

I moved back into the classroom. Yup- a move I never thought I would make again. You see, when I walked out of the classroom over a decade ago I believed I had retired. Then out of nowhere this time last year I began to feel that prodding, a gentle nudge.

"Who me? God, are you sure you have the right person. Most people are retireing at my age, not going to work."

Yes, you.

I obeyed by talking to the headmaster of a little Christian school five minutes from my house. He was thrilled. He wanted me!

I signed a contract in April and spent the summer in denial. You see this move is a sacrifice. My husband is retired and we have spent 4 wonderful fun-filled years together after years of stressful work that has kept him away from the family for weeks and months, moves that have threatened to tear our marriage apart, projects like raising two boys, bulding houses and churches, and life...

This move- going back to work has stretched me. I liked sleeping in and being lazy with my husband after so many years of dragging out of the bed at before-dawn hours.

This move has rearranged my ideas of servanthood. I have served my sons. I have served in the church. I have served the community. Now I simply want to serve my husband.

This move has been uncomfortable. How would I relate to kids of all ages after so many years of being out of the classroom?

I can tell you - I simply said , "yes" and God has filled in all my doubts with confirmation that He who calls is faithful.

I am geting along just fine with all my students- ages 5 - 17! I teach Spanish to all levels and ages.

The staff I work with is a phenomenal group of people who puts God first, family and children second.

My co-worker - the other Spanish teacher is a regular comedian ready to bring a smile on anyone's face.

Best of all - I teach in a Christian school. I get to talk about my favorite topic- God and His love for us,   every day.

I can't wait to tell you about some of the conversations I have shared with my new friends.

For sure - I have been challenged with all sorts of moves. I don't think God looks at one move- a cross country relocation or a spiritual step in the right direction - as any different from the other.

I believe He is simply calling us to move like he called our forefather pilgrims -
Pray
Invite others to join you
Love God
Grow in godliness
Rebuild
Imitate Christ
MOVE in the direction God is calling you to go.

When we do, our moves will be successful and we will

Shine!

WEDNESDAYS ARE FOR WAITING

2009-10-14T18:04:00.000-07:00

I'm doing this crazy thing - a crazy carnival of sorts hosted by the other mama. This is what I find crazy --- I have a nightly visitor in my garden. I knew he had visited. He left evidence. What , who was he, it? He stole the screen out of my fountain - the screen I so carefully cut to keep leaves from clogging up the pump. He , it took out the decorative stones and spread them around my deck. Finally night before last, he woke me up splashing in my fountain. I tiptoed downstairs, flipped on the deck lights and spotted him - the cutest little racoon curled up on MY chaise lounge, all comfy and cuddly. I love wild life. I love that he snuggled into my chaise lounge next to my bubbling fountian. I'm not the only one who likes to sit under the vine on the trellis, enjoy the out of doors while I listen to water trickle. Welcome crazy little racoon. Come as often as you like.

The Wait of the World

Waiting…

For the light to turn green, nervously tapping my thumbs on the steering wheel, inching ever closer to the intersection.

Yes! Green light. Go.

Waiting…

While three people ahead of me check out of the grocery store, anxiously checking the time, pushing my cart into another’s space.

Yes! My turn. Go.

Waiting…

As children file out of the school, wondering, “Where is my child? Why can’t he ever be the first?”

Yes! There he is. Let’s go.

Waiting…

As night gets later and later, pacing, looking out the window. Vacillating between fear and anger. He’s late, missed curfew. Phone rings.

Yes? “Mom, I’m in the neighborhood.” Relief… overwhelming love floods my moment-ago angry-at-him heart.

Waiting…

Spotless halls, bright lights, sterile smells, hushed voices, nurses scurrying, no eye contact. Surgery lasting too long.

Yes! White coat opens door.

No! A doctor’s disturbed face, sad eyes tell all.

Waiting…

Heavy, heavier, heaviest.

Waiting…

The wait of the world.

Will it ever end?

Yet, with God's help we,

Shine!

WEDNESDAYS ARE FOR WAITING

2009-10-07T19:22:00.000-07:00

Waiting to bloom

I have a gorgeous plant in my front yard. When it blooms – large foot-long trumpets open up, blast their perfume, and stand straight out – a mesmerizing display of beauty.

Only God could think up such entertainment.

I plant my Gideon’s Trumpet or Angel’s Trumpet in the spring. It is a short, one stemmed plant.

And I wait.

First signs that a flower is on the way are the pods that appear – a promise of hope. I know the flower is on the way.

Slowly, slowly the bloom begins to emerge.

A show of white…

and then

The trumpets burst forth.

For me waiting bears a resemblance to my favorite plant.

I feel trapped inside a pod, knowing this is not what life is meant to be, wanting freedom, beauty, joy…

But I am forced to wait, until just the right moment.

In God’s economy everything has its perfect timing.

Meanwhile I wait and

Shine!

PILGRIMS REBUILD

2009-10-05T18:08:00.000-07:00

We have been on a journey over these past few weeks- comparing our moving lives to that of the pilgrims Moses led out of Egypt across the Sinai and into the Promised Land. We have learned that...

Pilgrims

Pray

Invite others to join them

Love God and oneanother

Grow

REBUILD

Rebuilding after tearing it all down to move it to a new place is plain ole stinkin’ hard work. Rebuilding though, is God’s way of allowing us to begin anew, start fresh…

The Old Testament Jewish nation moved. They followed flocks and fled famines They were driven from their homeland and forced into captivity. They were freed and allowed to return to the land of their fathers.

Settling into routine required them to

“rebuild the ancient ruins,… raise the age-old foundations,… repair the breach,…and restore the paths…” (Isaiah 59:12)

The mover can relate to the actions in Isaiah. When we unpack, we begin the process of rebuilding our former life, only without the same old mistakes. Hopefully we build stronger.

Raising age-old foundations is the beginning of reviving family traditions. Each move is accompanied with pain. There is mourning for what has been lost and grief over unexpected change. Repairing the breach is the beginning of the healing process. Finally, the paths are restored and the contemporary pilgrim returns to abundant life in God’s will.
Do you need to tear down some old walls and rebuild.

Know what I love about my relationship with God? He allows us to start all over.

What’s new in your life today?

Shine!

WHEN HE SAYS SO

2009-10-02T03:48:00.000-07:00

¡Bienvenidas!

Welcome – those of you visiting from Proverbs 31 Ministries’ Encouragement for Today. I'm honored you have dropped by for a visit.

Today's devotion describes some very special ladies who have said, “Yes,” when each one heard, “Come follow me, let down your nets.”

I must say when God calls His girls to follow Him we find out the adventure He has set before us is one amazing journey, something we could have never - in our wildest dreams - concocted!

Throughout October I’ll be blogging about Proverbs 31 Hispanic Ministry called

Sabiduría Con Salsa

For those of you who need a translation:

Saved by Christ

Loved by the Father

Lifted by the Holy Spirit

Set apart to glorify God

Adequate to share the Good News

Today I want to introduce you to the incredible team of women who works with devoted dedication to make sure women who read in Spanish have the same opportunity as all of you who experience spiritual insight and daily joy while you read Encouragement for Today.

Let me introduce you to each one of my wonderful friends. They are my friends and friends of God. (Come back later on to read each incredible testimony!)

Drum roll, please.

Meet Angela, from Colombia who moved to Charlotte and has now returned to South America with a vision to plant a seed of Proverbs 31 Ministries in her native country.

Meet Ana, whose native country is Guatemala but who now lives in Arizona.

Meet Judith who moved to the United States from Colombia and recently celebrated her one-year anniversary as an American citizen.

Here’s Laura and her precious baby girl, Sofia. Laura is Puerto Rican. She recently returned to her beautiful island after having lived in NYC for a couple of years.

And this is Wendy without whose editing expertise we would not reach the level of excellence we strive to achieve. She lives in Miami.

This is Lupe our most recent addition to the team. She is from Ecuador and lives right here in Charlotte!

Have you ever seen a gathering of more lovely ladies? Each has so selflessly dedicated herself to writing, translating, and editing daily devotionals for the Hispanic portion of the P31 website.

You know what the most exciting aspect of this group of ladies is? Only God could have brought us together from across the states and from so many countries.Can you believe that I have never met in person two of these ladies, yet their presence with the ministry is very real? I stand amazed at our faithful God who loves us so, He would bring total strangers together from all corners of the earth so His Word could penetrate women's hearts and fill each soul with real purpose for living. Who would have known that He would reach down from his heaven and move each of us into one ministry – all because each one said,

“If you say so, Lord, I’ll do it.”

Let me encourage you to ask God to repeat his calling to you – just in case you said “no” the first time. Then let Him know- you want to cast your nets.

He’s calling you, “Come follow me.”

He longs for your answer.

Meanwhile, can I ask you to pray for your Latina sisters. They seek the same God you have found. The longings of their hearts are no different from yours. Pray for dedicated workers to bring God's peace, purpose and perspective into the Hispanic community,

... oh and don't forget to~

Shine,

WEDNESDAYS ARE FOR WAITING

2009-09-30T19:17:00.000-07:00

Waiting is like watching grass grow

The grass in our yard has slowly burned out over the last few years. IT all began with the drought several summers ago – we couldn’t water the lawn so what could we do, but sit by and sadly watch it gooooooooooooooo.

Then the rains returned and we could once again water our lawns. There was one problem – weeds and dead grass drank up the water. Nothing changed with the looks of our once-beautiful lush lawn.

The solution – plant grass seed.

… which is what my husband did two weeks ago.

Ever since then he has watched grass grow.

I wish waiting were as fulfilling as watching grass grow.

Knowing the seeds will germinate we spread them out, cover them with hay, and water. Of course a few warm sunny rays and daily watering encourage the little seeds to sprout.

It’s a miracle actually – that so many little seeds would work in harmony to sprout and grow filling in patches here and there.

Oh how I wish I could plant seeds and have them quickly grow- filling in my waiting gaps.

As l look over the yard, observing how the grass has grown I am reminded- somewhere the seed I planted – prayer has sprouted. It is growing. I just don’t see it.

How do I know? Why am I so confident?

God has told me to ask. He has told me to wait on Him. He has said if I wait I will rise up.

I don’t know why He keeps me in suspense, but I do know HE has a plan and I don’t want to miss it.

I trust God to nurture the seeds of prayer and faith I have planted.

So while I am wait for some mighty big miracles, I’ll continue to

Shine!

MOVIN’ ON MONDAYS

2009-09-28T17:33:00.000-07:00

Pilgrims Grow

Yesterday I felt smart as I listened to my pastor deliver his sermon. He is preaching on my fave topic- MOSES’ MOVIN’ SAGA

I sat with my Bible in my lap listening to a story I had heard so many times, yet enraptured by the newness of it – the relevance of it.

But, I must say I had already thought of what my pastor was saying. Not a bad thing, mind you because it confirmed what I had considered so many times after so many moves. I felt my moments with God studying His Word had been right on.

God moves us to grow us.

Pilgrims

Pray
Invite
Love
Grow

Why oh why, God, do you move me? It’s hard. I have to pull up stakes. It’s sad I have to leave so many memories behind. It’s rattling. There is so much change and uncertainty ahead.

Why? Indeed.

My pastor’s take: Moses like so many of us needed a move to humble him. You see God allowed him to see that he was living among aliens. When we are new to a neighborhood, community, job, or church we come just as we are – no credentials, no positions of power, no reputations (could be a good thing- huh?)… Then the question is: “How do I let people know just who I am? After all they don’t know how capable I am. They don’t know I am a leader. They have no idea – I ran that business single handedly. I was in charge of a large nursery. I taught Bible to 300 women each week…

Moses was an adopted prince. He could have said as God began to humble him when he was invited into the tent to have tea with the priest of Midian, “Even though I grew up in a palace I will sit down here on the floor with you. By the way, you might want to know I commanded large work forces back in my home town. I didn’t dirty my hands where I came from. People moved out of the way when I passed by. Blah blah blah.”

God humbled Moses by moving him out of his comfort zone. I have been taken from my comfort zones and comfort zones aren’t always what you think they are. Think of these as comfort zones:

My neighborhood.

My reputation:

I was the go to gal for…

My child was a star on the stage and the court.

I was the PTA president.

I was best friends with the pastor’s wife.

My front porch was the gathering place for all the mothers every afternoon.

What is your comfort zone? What defines you? If it were to be taken from you, would it rock your world?

God wants to be our comfort zone.
God wanted to humble Moses so He could be Moses' comfort zone.

I like the quote my pastor read by C.S. Lewis:

“Humility isn’t thinking less of ourselves. It is thinking of ourselves less.”

Are you living in your comfort zone or are you zoning in on God?

Shine!