God has always been in the business of rescuing his people, from the days of Noah to this very moment. God performed his ultimate rescue mission by sending his one and only son Jesus to die for you and for me. He rescued us from everything that separates us from Him– our sin and shame, our hurting bodies and weary souls, our fickle hearts that are often prone to wander and trust in anything but the ultimate Promise Keeper. But God you Know How to Rescue. You never stop searching for the hearts of your people to be given fully to you. No matter how far we’ve fallen, no matter how hard the road ahead seems You will always rescue us and you will always save. #holyweek #shewritestruth #easter #lifespilledlikewater #reflection #rescue
This past week, I had the opportunity to share my love of writing through a piece on the subject of Winter, with my home church in Grand Rapids. The piece below was God-breathed, His words flowing through my pen. Every … Continue reading
Sometimes it’s hard to open up our mouths and voice the words, “God, you are good”. We can know it and believe it, yet still struggle to find it’s truth in certain circumstances in our lives. When we struggle to see … Continue reading
I am often in need of help, but I am not often willing to accept it. Lately my need for help far outweighed my ability to hold it all together, but I was geared up and ready to try. It … Continue reading
My renaissance man is having surgery tomorrow. A blown PCL and ACL in the knee will have him under the knife for repair. My anxious heart never does well when these kinds of things come up- And, well they’ve never come up for him. He’s been physically strong never weak, always helpful never helpless, tireless never tired, beyond capable never unable.
He’ll have to depend on me for bit as he’s called into this season of rest; and I believe God will meet us here. Not sure all He has planned in this journey, but God never wastes a thing.
During the last phone call with the pre-surgery nurse, my love was asked to bring his living will- you know, just in case. I believe with all my heart God’s not through using my husband here in this world. He’ll be with me tomorrow and for as long as we both shall live. But living isn’t a gauruntee, nether is having a chance to share our will. So I thought I’d take a stab at sharing mine. Not what I hope to see when I have gone to be with Jesus, but who I will to be while I’m still living.
My living will:
I will to love – Christ first and all others above myself
I will to know- deeply know my Savior through time in his presence and his word
I will to overflow- the rich gifts of God in the form of kindness, peace and joy
I will to be still– be still and see. To slow down and let my heart and eyes graze on the wonders of God’s creation and the countless unmerited blessings in my life
I will to be grateful- to never cease saying thank you for the little, for the big, for the good and for the hard
I will to serve – not to be served. To be generous where it hurts and give more away than I take in
I will to die – to give up my life so I can gain it. True life. Abundant life that only comes from the power of Christ at work in me.
This I believe is God’s will for me. Therefore it is my will for His great glory.
As my husband and I were sitting on the coach, toddlers in bed and friends gone for the night, we began dreaming up what God might have in store for 2016. It is always fun to wonder what good might … Continue reading
It was Christmas 2010. I had just received the greatest gift I could ever unwrap, a baby boy swaddled up in a soft white muslin blanket. Not just any baby boy, however, he was a big brown eyed, curly haired boy, … Continue reading
Ready or not here it comes! Christmas Music has made its way to the radio, $280 Teddy Bears are for sale at Costco, and not so cheery red cups are ready for filling at Starbucks. The holidays are officially here. I can … Continue reading
The harvest marks the end of the growing season. A time when farmers rejoice or lament over the quality and quantity of their crops. It hurts to imagine how all those hard hours, sweat and blood, labored over each and … Continue reading
I would stare in the mirror each morning hoping to see someone the world would love. Someone beautiful enough, smart enough, good enough, brave enough, strong enough; I just wanted to feel loved enough. And while the words of affirmation … Continue reading