She went to the river that Sabbath morning. It was the place where she connected, the place where she prayed, it was the place where she worshiped. Those who worshiped at the river were usually women, but this morning by the river, she noticed some men.
You see, while Lydia was making her way to the river, God was orchestrating the steps of the apostle Paul to do the same. Their paths would cross in this place of worship and her life from here on out would never be the same.
God’s Word tells us that Lydia was a God worshiper. Continue reading “She Serves”
The mangrove tree makes its home on the shoreline of numerous countries in southeast Asia, particularly those closest to the equator. No one on a mission to landscape a home or beautify a city would request a gardener highlight this particular tree as part of his plan. An obscure tree that is not particularly attractive, the mangrove tree is not known for its beauty, the mangrove tree is known for its roots.
The mangrove tree is not planted by the water on the shore, the mangrove tree is actually planted in the water by the shore. Between each tree, seen resting on top of the water’s surface is a tangled mess of what appears to be sticks and debris, twisted and entwined to the place where it’s difficult to decipher exactly where the mess begins or where it ends. This unattractive compilation of sticks and debris looks messy, neglected and unpurposed, but when you look a little deeper, you see the truth. Continue reading “Be that Tree!”
I am usually pretty good at packing a suitcase. This summer, however, it was a whole different story! For our 25thwedding anniversary, my husband and I went to Rhode Island to tour the old mansions and enjoy the tastes of the waterfront. We travel for food and we are not ashamed to say it! We arrived at our hotel, threw down our suitcases and headed out to explore the town. It wasn’t until we stopped back at our hotel that I realized I had done the unthinkable!
When I unzipped my suitcase and opened it up, what I saw took me by surprise! Inside of my suitcase, there were NO clothes! There were no clothes in my suitcase! I clearly remembered getting my clothes together, I just never had that moment when I put them in the bag! I was on my 25thwedding anniversary trip and I had forgotten to pack my clothes!
I stood silently staring into my empty bag, hoping that I was just seeing things, unsure of how to break this news to my husband. Continue reading “Share Your Struggle”
There’s a picture frame in my office on a shelf. I bought it a few months ago, and I am almost embarrassed to say, it’s never been filled. I had a plan when I purchased it. There was an empty space on the shelf that needed to be filled. So I ran to my favorite discount store, found a great frame that matched the office, brought it back and filled the space…
…but that filling created a new space, a new empty space. The frame was empty, and now it needed to be filled.
The Bible begins in Genesis with a chapter full of empty spaces. Continue reading “Created to be Filled”
Many years ago when my daughter was in preschool, I attended a mom’s group with some girlfriends at a similar place in life. Our children would play together and participate in various activities while we studied The Word and prayed for one another. It was one of those rich circles of friendship God knit together as we encouraged each other to follow Him.
Many of the women in the group thought that my girlfriend, Lori, and I looked a lot alike. We are both fair, have similar hairstyles. We have similar personalities and we get excited about the same things. The women in the group were not the only ones who thought Lori and I resembled one another. It quickly became apparent that her three year old son, Andrew, did too.
When Andrew needed some comfort or a reassurance, like all three year olds, he would run to his mom, grab ahold of her leg and cling to her. His eyes would turn upward, looking for her reassuring smile that said he was loved and that everything was going to be alright.
Without fail, at every mom’s event, Andrew would confuse me with his mom. We could see it coming from across the room, but there was no easy way to stop it. Andrew would see what looked to be his mom from a distance. He would run to ME, throw his arms around MY leg, and CLING to ME! Continue reading “I Cling to You”
I heard the news that I was going to be a mom in a rather unconventional way. My husband and I were waiting to board a flight when we decided to call home to check the answering machine one last time. There was a new message waiting for us and when it hit my ears, it grabbed my heart. The adoption agency we were using to start our family had left a very short message. It simply said, ‘Please call us back. We have identified a baby girl for you.’ The call I had waited years to receive had finally come! It was the moment that changed my life forever.
Because of the path I walked on my journey to motherhood, I love to read about women in the Bible who walked a similar path…Sarah, Hannah, Elizabeth, and Samson’s mom. Notice something different about Samson’s mom. We are not given her name.
Samson’s nameless mom received the news that she was going to be a mom in a very unconventional way! She was met by the Angel of the Lord with a message that after years of wanting a child, she would have a son. She would be the mother of the next deliverer, a strong man who would begin the path to freedom for his people from the Philistines. It was a dark time in Israel’s history. The Bible says the days were evil and everyone was doing what was right in their own eyes… Continue reading “She is Strong”
As women who seek to love the Lord our God with all of our heart, soul, mind and strength, hearing the still small voice of God through the written pages of His Word is something we crave. There comes a time in life when hearing anything other than His voice is no longer enough, a time when we long to be in His presence, when we need to come close and listen to His voice above all the distractions and chaos of life. In those moments, God calls us from where we are, to where we will be. For me, that moment was in the winter of 2011.
We had recently moved into a new house and I was trying to establish a new routine. I know many of us have been there. Boxes, boxes and more boxes were piled up crying out to be emptied while at the same time my family was crying out for food, laundry and some normalcy in life! So many things were calling out for my attention, my focus. The chaos in life was loud. I was feeling stressed, overwhelmed and just plain exhausted.
For years, I have had the habit of spending time with God first thing, early in the morning. It has been a priority in my life that I treasure. Time set apart with Him before I have time with anyone else, including Facebook, texts and email, has been critical for direction for the day and developing a deeper relationship with Him. Continue reading “Come Here and Listen”