Monday, April 21, 2014

Don't Just...

It's easy to get into a "comfortable" place with our faith.  A place where we believe in God, we know about God, and we talk to Him (pray) - so we must be doing OK.  But in the words of one of my favorite songs (Through the Motions by Matthew West) "just OK is not enough"! Just OK can be a place of complacency and apathy.  God wants to grow us.  To stretch us.  But we have to be willing to step beyond where we are comfortable with Him. 

So I am challenging myself - and all of you...

Don't just believe in God - Believe God!

Don't just know about God - Know God!

Don't just talk to God - Listen to God!

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Sunday, April 20, 2014

The Cross Was Enough

Blessed Easter!!

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Saturday, April 19, 2014

Waiting In Anticipation (Repost)

Tom Petty sings that: “The waiting is the hardest part”

Balzac said, “Our worst fears lie in anticipation”

"Waiting in Anticipation" first appeared on My Really Real Reality on March 27, 2013

 The anticipation – the waiting – is often the worst part of anything we must endure.

I know I can work myself up into quite a tizzy just thinking about having to go to the dentist, get blood drawn or having a shot, getting a medical test, getting my license renewed. Pretty much any event I know has the potential to be unpleasant. But most of the time I know it is something that needs to be done, so I brace myself and carry on.

This led my thoughts to Jesus in Gethsemane. Waiting for what was to come. Knowing full well how agonizing and brutal the events that were about to happen would be. And knowing the importance of them. Bearing the weight of all that on his fully God, but fully human shoulders. Knowing this was what had to be, there was no other way. 

I suddenly saw the story I had read many times from a new perspective.

“Jesus went out as usual to the Mount of Olives, and his disciples followed him. On reaching the place, he said to them, “Pray that you will not fall into temptation.” He withdrew about a stone’s throw beyond them, knelt down and prayed, “Father, if you are willing, take this cup from me; yet not my will, but yours be done.” An angel from heaven appeared to him and strengthened him. And being in anguish, he prayed more earnestly, and his sweat was like drops of blood falling to the ground.

When he rose from prayer and went back to the disciples, he found them asleep, exhausted from sorrow. “Why are you sleeping?” he asked them. “Get up and pray so that you will not fall into temptation.”"  ~Luke 22:39-46

It makes anything we may look forward to with dread pale in comparison, doesn’t it?

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Friday, April 18, 2014

The Cross Is Personal

The cross is personal for me.  

I realize that I am responsible for the death of Christ on that cross.  

Just as much as anyone else at any time in history or the future.  

It was me.  

He took my punishment.  My beatings.  My cross.  He took my place. 

I can not remove or distance myself from that.

Had He not taken that upon Himself for all of us me; it would be mine to bear.

The pain, the punishment, the scorn, the death. 

Jesus in my place.

And that makes the cross personal.  It's mine. That cross was meant for me

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Thursday, April 17, 2014

Spirit of Gratitude: April 17

I apologize that things have been quiet around the blog this week... focusing on having the offspring home on Spring Break spending more time on devotional and Bible study time than on the blog. Things should be back to normal next week. (normal being a relative term here...) Until then - here's my gratitude journal for the week.

This Week I Am Thankful For:

To Do lists
Blowing bubbles
Crocheting on the back porch
Delicious "clean eating" recipes
Bright stars on a velvet black sky
Opening all the windows to let the Spring air inside
Spring break
Playing at the park - two days in a row
Being ready for Easter a week early
My new planting boxes - handmade by the Man of the House
Curtains dancing in the breeze
Creating a bumble bee motif crochet pattern
Time alone with the Man of the House while the offspring go for a walk together
My newly crafted clothespin bag
Grand baby helping back cookies
Good advice
Talking with the male offspring in the car
Dogwood winter
A safe drive to and from the zoo
Seeing the female offspring blush
Cool new tiger sunglasses
The Man of the House (and his co-workers) enjoying new broccoli salad recipe I found

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Sunday, April 13, 2014

Away From Home

I am just a pilgrim here
Far away from my true home
Here on a mission to do His work
Always waiting longing to return
Lonely in my exile
And yet, somehow, not.
His Words like love letters
Written to keep us close in Spirit
Until we are face to face
until I return home
my work here done


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Friday, April 11, 2014


I'm seriously considering volunteering at my local library a few hours a week.

It makes sense.  I love books.  I love book stores and libraries. I'm pretty sure the bookstore doesn't use any volunteers. So the library is a good match.

And  part of me is hoping that maybe they'll let me work off some of my library fines.  Just kidding.  I don't have any library fines.  At least not at the moment. 

If I decide to do this, the hardest part might be trying to not bring all the books home with me at the end of my shift each week! Which I think is the same reason some people can't volunteer at animal shelters.

Do you volunteer anywhere? Tell us about it in the comments!

*How much do I love books? Find out at "The Endless To Be Read Pile"
* You can read more about my history with overdue fines at "Long Overdue"

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