p-dub fun

Happy weekend to you from my parents’ home in Wheaton!

Oh my stars!!  Had to make a short blog post to show you what’s been going on this morning. 

So Scott is up in Minnesota visiting family and friends and he sent me text photos of what he was seeing at a Walmart up yonder there. Mm-hmm. P-Dub stuff. And hey, whaddya know?  This one actually had all her items on display – including the textiles. So he and I had ourselves a little virtual shopping experience of our very own. He texted pictures and I chose what I wanted from them!  

  

When we both get home on Monday I will have a flowered pot, two oven mitts, a measuring cup set and a set of coasters.  

I am out of control. Send help. 

But it’s SO much FUN!

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Weak

 

God,

Why do you let me feel so weak sometimes?

When I’m weak physically – with a stomach ache or a headache – I’m weak emotionally and spiritually, too. Then it’s so, so hard to do all that I need to do, to be all that I need to be. Last night I was so uncomfortable that I couldn’t make dinner. The chicken was thawed, the carrots were ready to steam…..but I couldn’t do it because my head was throbbing. Alyssa wanted to read a book with me but I couldn’t do it because I couldn’t concentrate through the blinding pain behind my eyes.

Weakness doesn’t fly very well with me. I don’t like it. I don’t want to be forced to tolerate it. But sometimes weakness happens and when it does, I wonder if it’s your way of making me slow down. Your way of making me be still. Your way of saying “Lean on me. Draw from MY strength because my strength is perfect in your weakness.”

In 2 Corinthians 12, you tell me “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.

So this is me boasting about my weaknesses: yay for me and my headaches and stomach aches. Woo hoo.

Seriously though, if you can somehow display your power through me during those times when I feel like cow dung, please do it. I know full well that I need you every second of every day – whether I’m feeling terrific or terrible. So when I’m weak, I will be still. And I will exalt you and trust you and draw on your strength. And thank you for making me slow down and just be, secure in the knowledge that you never leave or forsake me. Secure in your promise that you care for me.

In Jesus’ Name,

Amen

 

Run!


Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize? Run in such a way as to get the prize. Everyone who competes in the games goes into strict training. They do it to get a crown that will not last, but we do it to get a crown that will last forever. Therefore I do not run like someone running aimlessly; I do not fight like a boxer beating the air. No, I strike a blow to my body and make it my slave so that after I have preached to others, I myself will not be disqualified for the prize.

— 1 Corinthians 9:24-27


Good morning!!

Not a lot of time today, but I want to encourage you to run your race toward the cross with great energy and ambition. Sometimes this life is not easy. Sometimes you need pit stops. Sometimes you want desperately for someone you love to love Jesus the way you do. Sometimes your heart is pounding and your legs can’t carry you for one more step. This is exactly why we have the treasures of God’s Word and prayer. My prayer for you and me today is that He will give us everything we need to run the race and finish STRONG! It’s ALL worth it!

Mighty God,

All around me I see people who need you desperately. Use me to help bring them to you. And on the days when I need a pit stop – when I’m weary and out of breath and hopeless – give me an extra measure of your grace, Father. I can’t run this race without you.

In Jesus’ Name,

Amen

This entry was posted on June 14, 2012. 1 Comment

My Little Lady

People were bringing little children to Jesus for him to place his hands on them, but the disciples rebuked them. When Jesus saw this, he was indignant. He said to them, “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these. Truly I tell you, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it.” And he took the children in his arms, placed his hands on them and blessed them.

Mark 10:13-16

 

 

Jesus LOVES kids. They are precious to his heart. They are close to his heart.

 

When I see the pure, unclouded faith that my little girl has in her Heavenly Father I can’t help but be a little envious. Oh, to have faith like a child! Yesterday as I folded laundry and she sat near me I looked at her and said “You’re my favorite.” A toothless smile lit up her face and she replied “You’re my favorite too, but so is Daddy and God is my VERY favorite!”

I’m not crazy about babies. Weird, right?

When Liss was a baby, her utter dependence on me for mere survival made me nervous. When I was nursing I felt tied down. When she cried I wanted to scream. Then the toddler years came. She learned to walk and I had to watch her like a hawk. Her little hands grabbed everything in sight and most of those things went into her mouth. She had no discernment about whether or not an item was okay to put in her mouth or not. She tried to climb our long staircase. She opened cabinet doors and reached in for heavy pots and pans. At the park she picked up pieces of mulch and sho ’nuff – right into the mouth. Ohhhh, I didn’t do well with the toddler years either.

Now my girl is five. At the end of the summer she’ll be six. Baby years – done. Toddler years – over. When I look at her now I see a little lady. And what a little lady she is growing up to be!

 

 

This kindergarten graduate is smart, sassy, clever, intuitive, observant, energetic and funny. Our favorite thing to do together is laugh. The deep, can’t-catch-our-breath belly laughs are the best!

 

 

Mommy’s having a much easier time of it now that she’s more grown up. We can communicate now. We can experience things together that she will remember for the rest of her life. She can sit quietly and read a stack of books. She can get her own afternoon snacks from the kitchen and fill her own cup with water. She can wash her face and brush her hair. This increasing independence makes life so much nicer for all of us!

 

 

But she still needs her mama. She needs help picking a shirt that doesn’t totally clash with her shorts. She needs help putting mustard on her hot dog and pouring her milk. She needs help getting buckled into her car seat. She is far from independent. But she’s growing and learning and thriving every day….and she is such a gift. Amidst the wailing of the baby years, there were sweet smiles and priceless giggles. Amidst the craziness of the toddler years, there were snuggles and sloppy kisses. Amidst the little lady years, there are reflections of Jesus and a faith that is blossoming before my very eyes. Oh, how He loves this little lady.

Dear Father,

Thank you for getting me through the baby and toddler years, and for the precious memories that will last a lifetime. Thank you for creating and loving my girl and for the love she has for You! Continue to grow her up in the light of your love.

In Jesus’ Name,
Amen

 

 

 

 

This entry was posted on June 12, 2012. 1 Comment

Who’s Your Daddy?

Sometimes I get distracted.

Like this morning.

By things like impossibly adorable baby squirrels perched on the bush outside the window.

 

 

And….a wild turkey??! …meandering through the backyard?!

 

 

I think the distractions are over – for now. So let’s carry on.

How was your weekend? Ours was busy and flew so fast. Is it really Monday already?!

Yesterday Joni Earekson Tada was the guest speaker at church. I’m not gonna lie – she’s not one of my favorites. But she had some good things to say. Really good things.

 

Like the fact that when you’re hurting, God longs to comfort you.

He wants to be your Daddy. He wants to pick you up and rub your back when you fall off your bike and scrape your knee. He wants to be your Abba Father. Abba is an Aramaic word which means “daddy” or “papa”. When you accept Jesus as your Savior you are adopted into God’s family. You become His child and He becomes your heavenly Father. The relationship is so deep and so personal that you can call him “Daddy.”

Joni was primarily referring to physical disablities but her words applied to any kind of suffering.

He said “I will never leave you. I will never forsake you.” We can be 100% sure of that because He always keeps His promises. And He uses people to impart hope and help into others’ lives.

Direct quotes from Joni:

Come alongside them. Pour out love like wine as strong as fire. Gods Word and his people make such a difference in the lives of the hurting. SHOW, don’t just tell, them the love of Christ. Affliction can either drive you to God or it can drive you away from God. It’s yellow flags waving, red lights blinking. Let it make you experience the truth of the robust, living Gospel.

You really are closest to Christ when you are hurting.

“I don’t have the strength to be a quadriplegic today, but I can do all things THROUGH CHRIST WHO STRENGTHENS ME.”

James 1:4 tells us that He gives grace to the humble.

Who are the humble? People who need Jesus desperately.

God always seems bigger to those who need Him most. Life comes when you lean hard on Jesus.

 

 

When someone I love is suffering, I tell her “I want to stand with you until the other end of joy.”

The man of sorrows can be your joy!!

My Abba Father,

I praise you today for your CONSTANT presence. Thank you that you promise to never leave me or forsake me. Help me to be a blessing to those I love when they’re hurting.

In Jesus’ Name,

Amen

 

Diaper Bag Mystery

Happy Friday! Grab a cuppa and let’s chat.

 

Yesterday was a busy day. On Wednesday afternoon Blondie-butt and I headed down to my mom and dad’s in Wheaton. Then yesterday morning they watched her while I spent some time at church.

Mom asked if we wanted to go to the Christian book store – one of the few still in existence – in town square. What a neat store! Had to get a picture of the best diaper bag I’ve ever seen.

 

 

Could it BE any more appropriate? Oh, how I remember those days!

That is an actual verse from 1 Corinthians. Curiosity got the best of me this morning and I had to look up this passage to see what it means.

I declare to you, brothers, that flesh and blood cannot inherit the kingdom of God, nor does the perishable inherit the imperishable. Listen, I tell you a mystery: We will not all sleep, but we will all be changed – in a flash, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed.

1 Corinthians 15:50-52


Ah-ha! A secret revealed! A mystery solved! But I can’t stop there.

 

When the perishable has been clothed with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality, then the saying that is written will come true: “DEATH HAS BEEN SWALLOWED UP IN VICTORY. Where, O death, is your victory? Where, O death is your sting?” The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law. But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ. Therefore, my dear brothers, stand firm. Let nothing move you. Always give yourselves fully to the work of the Lord, because you know that your labor in the Lord is not in vain.

1 Corinthians 54-58

 

Oh man, that never gets old! The victory has been won! Death has no power over us, no hold on us. The simple truth that Jesus’ sacrificial death on the cross secured my eternal life still blows my mind. Never. Gets. Old.

It really is that simple. At the moment that Jesus took his last breath as he hung on the cross, my eternal life with Him in His perfect heaven was guaranteed. Locked into place. Immovable. A SURE THING.

My heart hurts so badly for people who have not accepted this amazing gift.

My mom and I often talk about the mystery and delight of heaven. While we were talking on our way to the book store on Wednesday, she shared with me about a friend of hers who took his own life several years ago. Alan didn’t accept Jesus’ gift of eternal life – had not accepted Him as his Savior. One night after his death, his wife Libby was awakened by Alan’s likeness at the foot of her bed. “Wow, Lib,” her husband told her, “And I thought things were bad on earth.”

Is Jesus your Savior? Have you trusted Him for your salvation? Heaven is real and so is hell. And the two could not be more opposite. Jesus wants you in His heaven.

Mighty God,

I praise you for your indescribable gift! Thank you for living on earth as a man so that you could provide the ultimate sacrifice – so that your people can spend eternity with you. It blows my mind every time I think about it! Death has been swallowed up in victory! When I die my soul will dwell forever with YOU! Thank you, thank you, thank you! Father, please reveal yourself and your great love to those who don’t know you.

In Jesus’ Name,

Amen


Question for you: Have you trusted Jesus for your salvation? Whose salvation are you praying for? Keep praying. He answers those prayers!

What’s on Your Happy List?

 

Devote yourselves to prayer, being watchful and thankful.

Colossians 4:2


I strongly believe that an attitude of gratitude sweeps away grumbling and complaining. And since all good gifts come from God, all of our gratitude should go directly to Him.



With this in mind, I’m gonna make a list of some things that I’m thankful for right this very moment. (My college roommate used to call it a “happy list!”)

  • The sunshine streaming through the back window
  • My precious family
  • Friends
  • Birds – the variety of them and their unique chirps and songs
  • Hot coffee (can I get an AMEN?)
  • My health, having full use of my limbs
  • Cereal (Cinnamon Chex rock my socks off)
  • Cats – especially my great big gentle giant
  • Pooper scoopers (litter box cleaning would be excruciating without them)
  • Chipmunks with fat cheeks full of nuts
  • My comfy, cozy bed
  • Exercise
  • Vegetables
  • Facebook, twitter, and Instagram (I LOVE being constantly connected)
  • My iPad
  • Our two vehicles (life would look a LOT different if we only had one)
  • My girl’s adorable toothless smile
  • The flowers hanging by the front door
  • Lipstick
  • Sunglasses


I really could go on and on…….. It does the soul good to sit down and make happy lists like this. I’d love to see yours, and so I invite you to make your own happy list privately or, if you’d like to share, in the comments here! No matter what struggle you may be going through today, there is always much to be thankful for. So, so much.

 



Heavenly Father,

Everything on my list comes from your gracious hand. I don’t want to take any of your good gifts for granted. Thank you so, so much for all of blessings you give me every day! I recognize and acknowledge that they are from YOU. Help me to have a constantly thankful heart, no matter what’s going on in my life.

In Jesus’ Name,

Amen