LOVERS AND TRADERS

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– “Beloved, let us love one another: for love is of God; and every one that loveth is born of God, and knoweth God.”

I John 4:7

She loves me, she loves me not, she loves me, she loves me not. I watched my cousin work his way around a wild daisy, alternating those statements until the petals were stripped. Then he lifted the last petal and announced she loves me!  I asked why he did that? He said he liked a girl and wondered if she liked him.

If interpreting love was only that easy. For my cousin who questioned the daisy – he was as incapable as the flower to know if she loved him. At the tender age of 7, I got the idea that loving and liking were the same. In everyday conversations people used love and like interchangeably. They said they love or like food, they love or like people, cars, houses, jobs, or money – you name it.   What I saw was this, when a person liked how someone looked, how they dressed or whatever, that perception carried the hope of romance – but liking is fickle. It can be changed to dislike by a disapproving look or a critical word. I am not saying that liking someone is wrong, it is wonderful, but relationships need more. The flesh can like but love is vital to keep the flame burning through hard times. Con artists are masters at being likable. Beware of flattering words that recruit you to an uncomfortable cause. Then there is the friendly deceiver who wants in your wallet or the charmer on a quest for Victoria’s secret.  Sin and deceit like best to be called love. Continue reading

Opportunity to Serve

 OpporOpp to Servetunity is missed by most people because it is

dressed in overalls and looks like work.

~ Thomas A. Edison

“Ugh…I have to go on a call.” My frustration was evident as I explained to my family why, on Christmas Eve, I had to go check on a patient. As I pulled out of my driveway that night I was not happy with the attitude that welled up in me when my phone rang and I saw it was the office calling. I knew I needed to do something to try to avoid the dread of being the on call nurse. I needed to remember why exactly I do what I do.

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Mom Life: When Laundry Speaks

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Ahh……..Laundry! I’m sure you can hear the sarcasm in my voice as I dare utter the word.  It is one of the most mundane tasks I do. It ranks a little lower than grocery shopping and I’m not even going to lie, it ranks even lower than going to the dentist.  There are some days the sheer smell from the kids clothing not to mention the monstrous amount…..biblical proportions even…… laying beside the washer takes on a living persona and I almost hear it utter, “Wash me!”  Ohh the horror!

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Open My Heart to Receive More

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Oh Lord, as I sit at your feet I want to tell you I love you. Open my heart to receive more of you. I long for more of you. Take me to that river of life. Let me drink deeply from the wells of salvation. Renew my mind so I can be more like you.

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Painted Houses

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“for they gave that to those who did the work, and with it they repaired the house of the LORD.”
2 Kings 12:14

2015 has been a year of great joy and celebration. It has also been one with its share of transition, sadness, pain and struggle. It’s amazing how the Lord uses the ordinary to speak to my heart. He unfolds life lessons in the mundane items bringing forth a new and refreshing perspective.

This fall, my husband and I took a hard look on the outside of our home. The paint had bubbled up from intense heat over the past several summers. In some areas the paint had peeled away exposing the harsh white primer beneath the surface. In others the paint had either chipped or faded so badly we couldn’t believe the true color of our home once painting began.  It had faded that much….yikes!  In addition, the siding rotted in areas around the guttering and needed immediate repair.

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When Blue Skies Turn Grey

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We’ve all been there as moms, frazzled, tired and plain ol’ worn out. We can’t focus nor see past the circumstances before us. We turn to the left and to the right for advice from trusted sources only to realize their well-meaning intentions were just not for you, your marriage, your kids, and where you are in your momma life! We begin to hide away, sink into darkness, feeling convicted or judged by every, “You need to do this”, “You must do that”, “I guarantee if you do this or did this better,” ahhh!!!  And you wonder, are they really listening, do they hear your hearts plea? More often than not (myself included), the advice given or received is out of pride and a chance to elevate the very things deemed the “right way” in their eyes. This brings on feelings of condemnation to the very person who just needed a true listening ear, encouragement and a helping hand. In reading the book of Job, I find his plight very similar to ours today, not just as moms, but everyone.

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Mary, Did You Know?

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Mary, Did You Know?

“After seeing him, the shepherds told everyone what had happened and what the angel had said to them about this child. All who heard the shepherds’ story were astonished, but Mary kept all these things in her heart and thought about them often.”

Luke 2:17-19

It’s the Christmas Season once again and the past year has gone by so fast.  Our children have grown physically as well as emotionally; the gentle flapping of their wings in preparation to one day soar. This has left this momma’s heart deep in thought as they experience the ups and downs of life. Some things encountered have revealed the ugliness within my heart.  Others left a void where lack of human understanding left me asking, “Why Lord? Why this? Why now?”

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Mary: I am the Lord’s Servant

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To me, there is nothing more enjoyable at Christmas than reveling over the birth of Jesus, our Savior and King! It seems every year, something more profound reveals what was unnoticed to me before.  It was a few years ago that Mary made center stage. It wasn’t so much as her being chosen or what she did but in what she said that caused me to look at Mary and life a bit more differently.

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