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God daily shows us how special we are and how much He loves us.  Join me as I write about how my life and the lives of other people who have been touched by God's grace.

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Ha! A New Year Resolution After All

1/24/2014

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Yeah, I've ALWAYS had a New Year's Resolution.  Always.  But this year I ushered in the New Year with only a hearty desire for some extra hours of sleep.  Pregnancy and all the other life changes me and my family are going through right now made any promises for the new year seem laughable.  And I didn't give it another thought, not even one.  Until a sweetly written article popped onto my computer screen that rocked my world.

It was a woman's invitation to join her as she memorized verses from the gospel John.  But it wasn't her challenge that rocked me, it was the reason behind me that brought tears to my eyes and had me bowing my head in shame.

She said, in the most humble way, that she wanted to be a Jesus-adorer, not a Jesus-user. 

Oh.

I sucked in my breath as mountains of prayers I've shot out in the last month came back to me.  I'm always asking of God, requesting of God, relying on God.  And while none of this is bad, what is shameful is that my heart rarely rises to a feeling of honest worship for my Great Father and for Jesus who brought it all for us to have. 

The need to reverse this selfish pestering of God came to me in waves.  Oh, how I long to reach out to God with a heart that reflects even a fraction of the love he bursts upon me daily. 

Daily, his generous blessings are received.... and received... and received.  I do remember to thank Him, usually with as much feeling as I give to someone who passes me a dish at the kitchen table. 

God, forgive me.  Create in me a new heart, one that blesses you, that adores you, that worships you first.  First of all and everything.

And, I don't even want to down-grade this quest of mine by calling it a resolution so that it can be cataloged along with promises to eat healthier and publish books or change bad habits.   

Ann Voskamp has introduced a powerful idea into my heart that God is using to change the very core of me.  I feel it already.  My verse this week was from John 1:5  "Light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it." 

He shines in me. In me.  And He shines in every one of us who has invited Him into our hearts.

Do you want to do this with me?  Go on this quest to change your heart?  
 
Light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.
John 1:5

See Ann Voskamps article Because it's Never Too Late to Find Your Wings.  Blessings to you.

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Later

1/20/2014

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Pregnant.  Grumpy. Tired. Nauseous.

I watch the wind blow through the dry grass in the pastures and today my mind would like a spell of winter to match the landscapes outside...cold and sleeping. 

This isn't the easiest season of my life and I know it.  I feel sorry for myself very very often and when I make a to-do list in the morning I want to mark one big black line through it all and say "Later.  That can happen later."  Because you see I do have some pretty good excuses such as I'm having a rocky first trimester, am chasing after a toddler, I'm allowed only one cup of coffee a day, and have been living out of duffel bags since September.  Yuck!  I know you all understand. 

But life was not made for later, it was made for now.  Right now is when my daughter is starting to explode with words and actions that define her everyday as a growing intelligent little girl.  Right now I am only an hour or so away from most my family and dearest friends.  Right now is is when God will show me to have the strength to show Him in me..in the big things and the little things. 

So, even though I could have spent the day on the couch or curled up beneath covers on my bed, I emerged into the world trusting God to give everything I needed to do what is right.  I'm trusting Him to help me not spend the whole day in a tired heap letting my woes kill all enthusiasm. 

Oh, but I'll reward myself later for cleaning, doing errands, and completing tasks.  I just made an apple cake
and I think tonight I might watch a sitcom, drink some warm spiced cider, and eat some cake.  Just because life is for now.  It is not for later.  


Thank you, God for giving me strength to live in the now.


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There is a time for everything,
    and a season for every activity under the heavens:
a time to be born and a time to die,
    a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal,
    a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh,
    a time to mourn and a time to dance,
a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
    a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
a time to search and a time to give up,
    a time to keep and a time to throw away,
a time to tear and a time to mend,
    a time to be silent and a time to speak,
a time to love and a time to hate,
    a time for war and a time for peace.

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

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Old Mexico

1/15/2014

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I remember the first time I went to Mexico.  I went down to visit my husband's family.  We were only dating then.  It was before all the problems with the drug cartels and the little border town was alive and swinging. But, back then, on the arm of my boyfriend and armed with only basic Spanish phrases, going into Old Mexico was terrifying for me. 

It was a situation marinated in discomfort.  I didn't know the language.  I didn't understand the culture.  I was young, shy, and worried about impressing an extended family that might someday become my in-laws. 

That trip was a total of three days and seemed to last a lifetime. 

I've went back a few times since then, and each time I've felt more relaxed and a bit more comfortable.  But nothing compared to this last trip that we took back in December.

It was... to put it in one word... beautiful.  My husband's family was going down to visit and to do some work on a ranch.  Since I had the little one to look after I opted to stay only a few days.  But it was definitely a precious experience.  My daughter got to meet her great grandmother and spend lots of time with aunts, uncles, and cousins.  When it came time for me to return to the states I realized that there had been no discomfort, no worries, no fear or thoughts of being insufficient.  I had been happy.

What changed?  My husbands family had undergone no earth-shattering transformations.  The were the same sweet, welcoming people that I've known for years.  The little Mexican town was altered, of course, there were new modern stores and other examples of progress on its bright-colored streets.  But that didn't account for just how different I felt this time compared all the times before.

I knew though what made this visit so different... it was me.  It was a shift in my motives and thoughts.  That first time I'd come down all I thought about was me.  I thought about how I liked the food, how strange the culture was to me.  I worried about whether I was liked or accepted by by his family.  All negative and all self-centered.

But this time, this time the trip was not about me at all.  I thought about other things, like how precious it was that my husband's grandmother got to meet her great granddaughter.  I thought about how sweet it was to share dinner with an aunt and uncle and laugh with them when my little girl ate multiple homemade tortillas.  I thought about how blessed my family was to be able to come there. 

How much a person can change in eight years is incredible.  But, I think all my best changes have come from God.  Every time I've struggled, every time I've taken on challenges, every time I've allowed faith to reign instead of fear I've been changed.  Surely, I am thankful for every time God takes out his tools of change and goes to work on my heart and soul. 

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Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come: The old has gone, the new is here! 
2 Corinthians 5:17
What have you experienced in life that has altered your heart?
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Finding God...Again

1/13/2014

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These days I feel like everything I begged and prayed for the past few months has been coming to pass.  I’ve been home for the Holiday season for the first time in years.  I’ve filled many days with beautiful moments.  I got to be there when my newest nephew was born and was there to share that precious miracle with my sister.  I got to spend comfortable days in the home of my parents, clean and cook for them, and share in the joy and laughter as my daughter gets to know her grandparents.  I’ve got to see the excited and love-filled look in the eyes of my husband’s family when we shared the news that we are welcoming another child into the world sometime next fall. 

All these things… ALL these things… I have prayed for and rejoice and thank God for his wondrous blessings.

But in these days, packed with wonder, I have put something even more precious to the sideline. 

Quiet.

It sounds simple and perhaps unnecessary, but it is essential to my walk of faith--Quiet time with God.

That’s when I pray, deep and simply, and wait to hear is voice. 

That’s when I let life pause and feel the deep strains of God’s spirit tug me to His will.

That’s when I am renewed.


In the Bible, Jesus went away, alone to the garden and prayed.  For hours he prayed.  And it wasn’t the only time.  Jesus went and searched for His quiet time alone with His Heavenly Father on many occasions.

It is vital.

It is important.

It is what keep the path illuminated, keeps us hearing His voice beating strong in the deep strains of our hearts. 

That is where our strength comes from.


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Therefore let all the faithful pray to you while you may be found; surely the rising of the mighty waters will not reach them. 
Psalm 32:6

When and how do you find quiet time to spend with God?  Perhaps your experiences can help some of your brothers and sisters in Christ begin to spend daily time, alone with God.  Please, go ahead and share.

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