November calm
infiltrates the forest.
One last leaf releases
and drizzles to the ground.
Rest blankets the floor.
November calm
infiltrates the forest.
One last leaf releases
and drizzles to the ground.
Rest blankets the floor.
Philemon
1:4-7
I always thank my God as I remember you in my prayers, because
I hear about your love for all his holy people and your faith in the Lord
Jesus. I pray that your partnership with us in the faith may be effective
in deepening your understanding of every good thing we share for the sake of
Christ. Your love has given me great joy and encouragement, because
you, brother, have refreshed the hearts of the Lord’s people.
Have you ever wanted to sit with someone one more time?
The older I
get, the more I realize I may not get to see people one more time. Over the
last several years, friends and family have moved from broken bodies on this
earth to perfect, healthy bodies in heaven. I’m rejoicing for them, and I’m
missing them.
The other
day, Tim and I took Rosie to a park to walk. I’d been sick a few days before,
so I stayed in the car, still tired from the bout of illness. I watched them
walk a circular path, then my sight landed on a blue swing with a beautiful
backdrop. Gold and orange trees stood at attention behind the colorful swing. I
thought, what if I could sit on that swing and talk to anyone I wanted to? Of
course, I would sit with Tim and chat about the day. I could take any of our
grandkids or kids and their spouses. Perhaps a friend or two would come by and
we’d laugh and talk. Then I thought—what if I could bring anyone back and
talk to them about heaven—wouldn’t that be a glorious
conversation? They could tell me about the incredible worship and praise of God
and conversations with Jesus.
Since that’s not possible, I had another thought. Wouldn’t that be a lovely place to sit and talk to God? A place to pray for my loved ones and readers. A place to appreciate the beautiful fall weather and thank God for His provision and remember those we’ve loved who have passed. It’s good to sit and thank the Lord for the people He has placed in my life.
I hope as I remember you, you
know you give me great joy and encouragement.
Do you have
a favorite place to ponder and pray?
Psalm 25: 4-5
Show me your ways, Lord,
teach me your paths.
Guide me in your truth and
teach me,
for you are God my Savior,
and my hope is in you all day long.
The Playhouse Square in Cleveland sparkled.
A chandelier draped the middle of the street between the playhouses, theatres, and eateries. On a sign overtop the Keybank State Theatre a picture of the music group Casting Crowns greeted us. Tim and I will be celebrating 31 years of marriage on October 31. We planned an early celebration that included the twenty-year tour concert of Casting Crowns.
God’s fingerprints were all over their twenty-year
story. Mark Hall, the lead singer in the group is a youth pastor. He used music
to get his kids to read their Bibles. Mark is dyslexic and has an attention deficit,
yet God filled him with a desire to reach youth and adults with his humble
beginnings in the music world.
Casting Crowns has not wavered from God’s truth
in their twenty years of fame. Their songs speak straight to the heart. Tim and
I were both blessed by their testimony and their music. Enhanced by a symphony
of violins, their words resonated through the crowd. We lifted our hands and
voices with them and praised God.
My favorite song they sing is Voice of Truth.
So many voices call out to us every day. Social media, the news, people around
us, fear, and so much more. The Bible teaches us to discern the voices by
weighing them against God’s word and whether they acknowledge Jesus. (1 John 4:1-3)
The psalmist calls to God to show him God’s ways
and guide him in His truth. In this world of constant attention grabbing by
outside voices, seek God’s voice and truth and teach your children to listen
for God.
Celebrate Jesus and His truth.
Psalm 18:2
The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is
my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield and the horn of my salvation, my
stronghold.
2 Timothy 1:7
For the Spirit God gave us does not make us timid,
but gives us power, love and self-discipline.
Don't let the hard days win.
I'm in the middle of cataract removal surgeries. About a
week ago, the eye surgeon sucked the cloudy lens out of my right eye. Then he
placed a new artificial lens in so my vision would improve. The left eye will
be corrected soon, but in the meantime, I'm in limbo. The right eye has an
astigmatism. Which means, my eyeball is shaped like a football instead of a volleyball.
Most of the time, people who have lenses replaced for cataracts have clearer
vision in about two days. Not me. Nope. My football shaped eye is better—I
can see clear colors instead of a yellowish cast, but I can't see as well as I
can out of my left eye that still has a cataract. The eye doctor did his job,
but my eye didn't cooperate. So between now and the time my left eye is fixed,
the one shaped like a volleyball, I can't wear my glasses. Once my eyes work
together again, I'll get a new prescription.
I've adapted by using readers and thankfully my left eye can
see distance, but working on the computer and reading are hard. My eyes hurt by
evening and I often have a headache. I'm managing, but I could throw up my
hands and quit until the left eye is corrected. Instead, I'm leaning into God
to help me through this trying time.
Of course, my situation isn't the end of the world, and it
should be better by November, but there have been dark times in my life when I
couldn't see the end. I felt helpless and disheartened, but you know what? God stood
by me and protected me. He always does. God has gifted His people with the Holy
Spirit, who gives us power, love, and self-disciple. Those are the things that
have helped me through dark days, along with my family and friends.
Don't let the hard days win and don't try to navigate them alone. Give them to Jesus and trust Him to send help.