HEART'S CRY

After a season of reflection, I came to a sobering conclusion.  I prostitute myself out all over the place. Giving away the most valuable and precious parts of myself.  Laying myself way out there without seeing my true value.  Leaving the loves of my life and toying with the hope of being something more.  Someone valuable. Allowing others to put a price tag on me.  Compulsively jumping in to be exploited only to leave feeling minimized and rejected. I smile.  Recently, I begged my youth to value themselves as a precious creation God wants to lavish His love on.  I want them to know God wants to do   "immeasurably  more than all we ask or imagine,  according to his  power that is at work  within  us,"  (Eph. 3:20) However, my own actions and choices show the value I see in my life.  Why do I not treasure and hold near the gifts, abilities and calling God created in me?  What is it that...

Allistair Begg, is someone whose words, God has used several times to speak to my heart.   Usually not in an easy to swallow bite, but a word straight through my heart.  Driving through isolated rural areas with my job when, TADA, the only thing playing is him and he says the one thing I need to hear.   Now in this middle of the night, I check my email (which is not normal) and read his devotional.  Oh my heart's cry. "Do not dishonor religion by always wearing a brow of care.  Lie passive in God's hands, And know no will but His." Say Goodbye to Anxiety Daily Devotional for  January 6, 2015 Casting all your anxieties on him, because he cares for you.  1 Peter 5:7 It is a happy way of soothing sorrow when we can feel, "He cares for me." Christian, do not dishonor religion by always wearing a brow of care; come, cast your burden upon your Lord. You are staggering beneath a weight that your Father would not feel. What seems to you ...

Considering this concept today as I look forward to some very difficult decisions for the year 2015.  I am seeking wisdom as I wonder what is ahead. A wise man wrote Ecclesiastes 3 and stated, "There is a time for everything and a season for every activity under the heavens." If this is true, what then is my season? A time to plant or to uproot?  To tear down or to build?  To scatter stones or gather them?  A time to embrace or refrain?  Time to search, keep or throw away?   I do wonder if this is not a time and a season for me to prune all of the activities in my life. I have to admit, I am sober as I face the year.

My plan for the new year? Embrace it! Embrace The Word.  Embrace the good.  Embrace the bad.  Embrace the suck.  Embrace victory.  Embrace defeat.  Embrace failure and fear.  Embrace the risk. Spiritual:  I am going to be like a tree planted by streams of living water, yielding fruit in season and whose leaves will not wither and whatever I do will prosper!  As His Word states in Psalm 1, I need to meditate on His Word day and night.  Read and reflect.  Meditate on.  Embrace.   Blessed is the one  who does not walk  in step with the wicked  or stand in the way  that sinners take  or sit  in the company of mockers, but whose delight   is in the law of the   Lord ,  and who meditates  on his law day and night.   That person is like a tree   planted by streams   of water,  which yields its fruit  in season and whose leaf  does no...

Moms are unique beings.  We think we should be able to do it all...all the time. We might even convince ourselves for a time through fragmentation and sacrifice.   Some moms might be offended by this blog.  Some men may call me sexist.  Some think I'm feminist and some may think I'm old fashioned.   However, you will never find a box for me.  I'm a mom and a wife. If you are a man, then this blog is for you.  If you love a mom, please read and hear my heart.  Maybe this Mom can spread a little light on the one who loves you. Moms can only be broken by the love and desire they have for our husbands and children.   Our strength is because of and for them. Moms cannot live independent of their calling as Mom and/or Wife from the other areas of her life.   You see, a mother carries the burden she has for her family throughout her day.    A mother is an aggregate of who she loves. A pa...