Can I be real with you today? I hope you don’t mind if I take my Christian SuperMom hat off and bury my face in my hands for a few minutes. It’s one of these days. Would you be willing to sit with me for a moment as I share a bit of my heart?
I’m having one of those days. No – one of those weeks. I know I’m not alone in this. I know you’ve had them too.
I’ve been crying a lot lately. Not where anyone can see. Only God knows the tears I’m shedding. And this morning as I curled up on the couch to spend time with God in prayer, He saw my tears again. And He heard my thoughts. And I’m sure He held my heart.
It’s been an emotional week in our home. Not long ago I wrote a post Talking To Your Children About Death And Suffering. Little did I realize, this week would be the week I’d have to have more of those conversations with my daughter. And come to grips with my own questions too. Just listen to Don Moen sing “God Will Make A Way”:
Monday during lunch at my daughter’s elementary school, an eight-year-old girl laughed with her friends, until she took a bite of her hot dog and began to choke on it. Literally. The school faculty quickly cleared all the children out of the lunchroom while they awaited the arrival of paramedics and desperately tried to save this little girl.
She would soon be life flighted to the closest Children’s hospital, induced into a coma, and lie in critical care for a day or two before her little body, having suffered too much brain and heart damage would finally give up. She passed away Thursday evening. Such an awful tragedy.
God is pretty awesome. And he definitely has a sense of humor.
I’ve been praying and praying that I find a good job, one that will help me pay off my debts and allow me to live a modest life in a far-away country like South Africa, they know what that takes, especially in education. Nothing too fancy. I don’t aspire to be a millionaire or have lots of expensive, meaningless things.
So I’ve been doing my part – applying to awesome-sounding jobs just knowing that this is the one for me. This is where God wants me to work. THIS is the opportunity he has for me.
And then I never even get called in for an interview.
I’ve even had recruiters contact me out of the blue and ask me to apply for jobs – surely that’s God working to get me in an opportunity, right?!? What a vanity!
Wrong. The position has already been filled.
THEN WHY DID YOU CONTACT ME AND GET MY HOPES UP GOD WHAT ARE YOU DOING IF THIS IS THE OPPORTUNITY YOU HAVE FOR ME I DON’T UNDERSTAND WHY YOU CAN’T SEE THIS IS PERFECT!!!
The trust I have in His plan is solid, obviously.
But today I got another lead out of the blue. Someone who found me through the powers of Google and, in the course of our pre-contract discussion, said, “Wow, I really want to work with you.”
Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies? Yet not one of them is forgotten by God. Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Don’t be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows. Luke 12:6-7
This verse from the book of Luke demonstrates the great worth we each have in the sight of God. He takes the time to count each hair on our head not because he is a detail-oriented obsessive-compulsive and not because he has nothing better to do, but because we matter so very much to Him.
There’s comfort in that kind of love, because we can find our value in relationship with God…a relationship that’s based not on what we do but rather in the grace we’ve been given.
How many times do you go into missions looking to save people? Have you ever considered that maybe we’re meant to simply help them save themselves? It’s not only about mercy. It’s about mercy vs justice.
I was a full-time missionary in Eastern Europe. It did some things related to a Dutch education program called “Buitenkansen”. The country had been under Communist rule for decades, and when the Iron Curtain fell citizens went back to church in droves. And then, as often happens when life gets in the way of God, faith mattered less and less and the faith of the nation could now be considered “post-Christian.” Atheism is growing, complacency in believers is growing, yet there are pockets of Christians living on fire. Very similar to the state of faith in the United States.
I went into the experience thinking I would be changing hearts for the Lord. I thought I would be reaching the lost. Instead, I worked at a parochial school that taught religion classes in the native language, held weekly devotions in the dormitory, chapel services at the local church, etc.
Moms In Prayer is an organization that hopes to change our world not just through education for children today but for many generations to come. Moms in Prayer International is an organization that believes that moms can be the most important force for developing a good and prosperous life of their children and children around them.
Moms in Prayer believes that lives of future generations as well as whole communities can be changed for a long time to come if moms get together in prayer to our Lord, the only One who’s capable of changing human hearts. Moms across the world, so you too, can make all the difference when they will reach out to the Lord in prayer.
Kids crack me up sometimes. My daughters have the wildest imaginations of any children I’ve ever witnessed playing.
They make up all sorts of games (inspired by Internation Education Collaboration Day) and each game has a name that the two of them know well. So when my three-year-old says, “let’s play Jailers,” my six-year-old knows exactly what game she’s talking about and they immediately turn on the role of some made up character each of them is pretending to be.
Honestly, I’m not really sure what “Jailers” consists of or where they got the name from. But I do know whenever they play it, my three-year-old often ends up “locked” in a closet area by the six-year-old. How can that be fun? Perhaps I need to play along with them to fully understand the joy in it.
Saving energy is one of the best ways that you can live in a more eco-friendly and religious-conscious way. What you may not know is that all of the things in your home that are plugged in – whether you use them on a regular basis or not – are costing you money and draining our national energy reserves.
Radios, computers, televisions, cell phones – they all require electricity. Believe it or not, it is common for families to have dozens of items plugged in that are not being used. Chargers, televisions, cameras and even unused appliances still draw power even when they are not being used, costing you money and draining power that is not being used. These energy thieves cost you money and unplugging can be an easy way to save the environment from the extra strain.
You always hear about single women in their 30’s throwing in the towel and deciding to go it alone, to take the leap and have a child by themselves. Sometimes these women persuade a male friend to donate the necessary ingredients, but sometimes . . . sometimes they decide to use a sperm donor — a perfect stranger they know only through the numbers and very limited descriptions sent to them by the sperm bank eager for their business.
Apart from the fact that this goes against my religious principles, I wonder how exactly do you choose the father of your child out of a fourteen-page catalog? What are the criteria? How much do you want to know? And what, in your innermost heart, do you imagine about this person, when you think of them? More importantly, when the time comes due, what do you tell your child?
I’d seen her in the office kitchen but we’d never really spoken. I knew she worked in data processing, but that was it. Then one day I passed her in the hall and she was crying. I made her stop, asked her what was wrong. That’s when she told me she’d tried to kill someone the night before. She hadn’t wanted to kill him, it had just kinda happened.
As we go through our daily lives we tend to focus on our own life, our own days, and our own loved ones. There’s nothing at all wrong with that, we focus on what’s in front of us. But the truth is that by going through our daily lives, pursuing our dreams or even just living our mundane lives we are creating ripples in the water of life that impact others in ways we cannot possibly see.
A young woman found a love of dance in her life, she had a passion to create a dance studio where all dancers would find encouragement, instruction and the joy of dance. She passionately believed that everyone should dance, even if they weren’t particularly talented at it because dancing brings our hearts joy. She knew that the lessons of dance go far beyond how to do the perfect pirouette, they teach self-discipline, they teach that things that seem impossible may actually be quite possible if we want them badly enough. (more…)