Have you ever stopped to consider the incredible privilege and honor you were appointed? You, like the disciples, have been chosen! You have been entrusted with an incredible honor to be a witness, like Jesus, of God the Father. Jesus says that we, as Believers, are His witnesses. Like an ambassador, we have been granted the ultimate privilege and honor to be a witness of Christ. Have you thought about that? Okay, maybe this privilege doesn't resonate with you...let me ask, what if you weren't chosen? I dare say, being chosen is an honor we best not take for granted or squander.Read More
Celebrating our spiritual life as well as our physical life is a gift we can give to our children. It reminds us all that this is not our home and that the things of this world pale in comparison of our eternal home. Our days are numbered and one day we will all spend eternity…somewhere. Being able to remind our children of their eternal home and that our days on earth are for God’s glory not our own, is really important to me. We celebrate our daughters physical birthdays in a variety of traditions we have created, but every January I want my 3 Princesses to be reminded they are royalty! They have been created to bring God glory and reflect Him in their words and actions…not just when they are adults but NOW as children and teens!Read More
I didn’t want these moments to end but I knew the stillness would at one point become broken. I grabbed my iPhone in an attempt to capture the beauty through a lens but of course any digital version pails in comparison to experiencing it with physically with all of your senses. A photo lacks the true depth of the lake, the changing colors as the sun begins to glisten across the water, the feel of the gentle breeze and the smell of the water. I want to capture this magnificence into a bottle and continue to live in this moment but I know that I cannot.Read More
During this season Jesus was speaking to me, asking me to reframe how I see my life. I see life as a full plate. Busy, loaded. If something new comes, I just shuffle things around so everything can fit. I bet you do too. I see rest taking up a very small space on that plate. Like an olive. Or a pickle. It’s a garnish, not a main component of my day. And when I indulge in it, I tend to feel a little extravagant, wasteful even guilty.
My full plate got tipped over. During my recuperation life was not a full plate with moments of rest. Life was full rest with moments of activity. It flipped. I lived the inverse of my previous existence. Of course it was situational, temporary. We can’t live on the couch and we aren’t called to. But it taught me something. I am not the sum of my activities. I simply am. To Jesus that is enough. It’s enough. This is the starting point. Add to your life carefully from here.Read More
When we had first moved to Houston, I was struggling to adjust to my new normal and the Lord gave me a word picture of how He wanted me to live my life. It was a very broken and cracked vase, which had definitely seen and experienced a lot of life. It was so cracked that it could not hold water. As water was poured into the vase, it would begin trickling out of some smaller cracks and gushing out of the larger cracks. This vase appeared quite useless and without a real purpose, other than as a new décor piece for a mantle. This was not really the look I was aiming for however at this point, I definitely felt like that broken vase. I felt quite tired and useless being placed here in Houston far away from family and friends. The easiest thing would be to stay on the mantle and reflect on all the wonderful memories but the Lord wanted me off the shelf to be used once again. This is always easier said than done.Read More