Monthly Archives: September 2015

Willing to Interweave


I prayed this morning that I could work through God and that He would work through me. As these words came out of my mouth, I began to think about an interwoven cloth. Me through God and God through me. What an amazing concept. Then tonight I began to wonder what kind of changes we could make and He could make if we were willing. Are we willing? Oooo! Oooo! Me, God, me! Pick me! I’m willing! Then I got to thinking about the “sacrifice.” Where’s God’s time? Where, as believers, are we allotting God time to work in and through us? How do we know if we’re working through Him and His will? Where’s God’s time? You know the time we’re supposed to pray morning, noon, and night, seek ye first the kingdom, agree with our brothers and sisters, ask and receive, refresh our minds? Are we doing alllllll of the things we’re supposed to do as believers? Do we have time for them? We are called to live differently. Are we? Can we talk about Jesus like He’s our closest friend? Out in public? Where there are people who…eek!…DON’T BELIEVE? Do we have courage to do just that? In a time when it’s getting more and more critical for people to hear about Jesus and more and more dangerous to open our mouths about Him, are we doing that?

Our Creator commanded (“give an authoritative order” and “be in a strong enough position to have or secure ‘something’”) us to be strong and courageous. Do we feel this way most days? Why not? I’m willing to bet it’s because our time is being stolen right out from under our busy little noses. You know the ones…the noses that are stuck in someone else’s business. (*Gasp! “I don’t do that!”) Facebook is everyone else’s business and there’s not so much pure, lovely, and good on there. TV is other people’s lives. I challenge you to inspire me with what you are learning from NBC or ABC. Why are we discontent with our own lives when we do nothing to change them? We don’t have to sit back and watch others live. We don’t even have to kick back and read people’s complaints at the end of our day. I urge you to not be lulled into a sleepy haze with this short life you’ve been given. It is a gift that not everyone gets a chance to enjoy anymore.

Can we turn the TV off for an hour to give God the time of day? How about Facebook? A friend of mine once told me that anything you can’t give up for 24 hours is an idol. Hmmmm…Are you willing?

Too Scared to Kneel


As I was driving the other day, I thought about how God gives us power to do great things. Huh. Great things. What kind of great things are we doing? The other day I congratulated myself for putting something green on my kids’ plate (and they ate it!). By comparison and contrast to, oh say, Mother Theresa, that is not such a great thing. I wonder if she ever had those days when she felt like throwing in the towel, screaming “FORGET IT!” and putting her feet up, demanding they be rubbed.

Great things.

Our world views great things differently than I do. But what if we looked into the eyes of the individual on the hypothetical street and prayed? Is that a great thing? Not to the world as we know it, but do you think it is in the eyes of the One Who created that individual? What if we took that step, you know the one out of that comfy zone, and said, I am not gonna be bullied by anyone, not even the thoughts in my own head? Could we do it? Could we make a difference in the way we see others and their problems? God promises us throughout the Bible to hear and answer us. Why would we be afraid to pray?

Are we afraid that the person we pray for won’t feel anything? That their situation won’t change? Has your situation ever stayed the same after a man or woman of faith prayed for you? I know mine hasn’t. It might not have been immediate, but it changed. Drastically. God, the Holy Spirit, and Jesus can do that.

So what are we afraid of? What they’ll think? God’s judgment and disappointment in me has to be more detrimental than anything Jennifer or Sally or Bob or Justin think. (You’ve always got to include a “Sally”…I don’t know why.)

Are we afraid for our safety? That a weapon may be involved if we stop and pray for a stranger? Wouldn’t that be the way to go? God has established protective custody.

Are we scared of looking the demon right in the eye? (Yeah, I said it. There are demons in people. Look it up if you don’t believe me. Have you ever seen the eyes of criminals on the news? If that isn’t pure evil, I don’t know what is.)

I think these fears could be squashed with better-developed trust and faith. If God asks you to get out of your comfy air-conditioned vehicle to pray for the dirty, sad-eyed veteran who may or may not have PTSD, will He protect you? That’s trust.

If you are called to share your testimony with a coworker, can you do it without stressing that your job will be there for you tomorrow? That’s faith.

Can you love the man in the department store who is…shhhh…gay? YES! You can! God does.

God can’t leave us stranded. He doesn’t change. Did Jonah get digested by the whale? Did Moses get bit by his staff and die? Was Daniel a main course? Was Ruth killed for her boldness? No! God doesn’t change. He had their backs and He has ours. Go do something great today!

From Scolding to Singing


God spoke to Zephaniah awhile back and upon first read, I thought, well, that’s not too pretty. He’s layin’ out cities, destroying homes, businesses, and people. Eek! What happened to the kind God I know? Theeeeeeeeeeen, I realized that He was doing all this a) to those who have cursed His beloved name, shaken their self-righteous fists at Him, caused sin, and worshipped everything from the stars to bejeweled idols. b) after hmmmm, how many years of taking it? This is a God Who has waited, a lot more patiently than I ever could have, for people He created to stop cursing and condemning those who follow their Creator and look to Him for help. In Zephaniah 1:12, God states that He will punish complacency. After looking the word up, I realized I only thought I knew what it meant. To be complacent means “showing smug or uncritical satisfaction with oneself or one’s achievements,” “self-satisfied, smug,” “pleased, especially with oneself or one’s merits,” “often without awareness of some potential danger.” (Taken from Google and

We are in danger if we are happy with where we are, with no goals to move forward. God calls us to be hot or cold, but never lukewarm. Complacency in my mind is someone who is content with what “they’ve accomplished” and has no fear of what God can do; someone who kicks back, celebrating all they’ve done.

Zephaniah 3:17 states that God is not only with us, but He is the Mighty Warrior Who saves and He’ll take great delight in you. In His love, He will no longer rebuke you, but will rejoice over you with singing. HOT diggity!! I spent years thinking God was looking for ways to punish me for what I’d done wrong in this life and all the ugly thoughts I had. I am His daughter. If I was plucking petals from a daisy, I would only need half of the “poem”: He loves me, He loves me, He loves me! His vengeance is not for me. He’s waited a long time to sing over me. What more could you need?

I learned a few things from this book, Zephaniah:

  1. God fights our battles and protects us from those who have no reverence for Him.
  2. He’s not scared.
  3. There’s coming a day when He won’t be silent toward those who don’t believe.
  4. There’s still time for those who don’t believe.