I wanted to think about a verse this morning. I went to Bible Gateway and decided to focus on their verse of the day.
“But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, God’s special possession, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light.” 1 Peter 2:9 NIV
I am chosen and God’s special possession. While others may be concerned for #1 only, God is concerned with me. But my purpose isn’t to follow rules or point to my performance, my purpose to to declare the praises of the Lord who called me out of darkness into his wonderful light. How I love the warmth and uplifting power of light – and his light is even better!
This is what I’ve been waiting for all summer! Homegrown watermelons from the farmer’s market. I almost bought two.
Yum! BLTs and homemade salsa here we come.
Today I took a few minutes from my crammed schedule and read something I wanted to… a luxury I’ve rarely partaken of since 2011 started.
It was an article shared by our friend Annie Mueller. It was beautiful. It mirrored my own experience in some ways, especially telling mom it was ok to go to sleep… and never wake up.
Tough stuff. Only now am I beginning to regain my perspective. I found myself glued to news and Facebook searches with the tornado in Joplin. I knew what it felt like to be helpless and watch a loved one ripped away from me. I wanted so badly for some of the missing to be found alive… but instead it was just bodies that were found. I ached for those families.
And yet, like Annie, after an initial angry tempter tantrum at God, I’m realizing He has it all under his control, even when it doesn’t make any sense to me.
Thanks to Annie for sharing her experience. Read the article at: OvercomingBusy.com.
For some reason I have really missed my mom this week.
Maybe it’s because spring is here and the sunshine has returned, and I want to tell her about my flowers.
Maybe it’s because I’ve been stressed out, and I know she would listen.
Maybe it’s because I know how excited she’d be that my brother is having a baby.
Maybe it’s just because I love her.
I wanted to hear her voice, so I found some old voicemails of her that I had saved when she died. I didn’t want to listen to them then, but I have to admit, I love to hear her voice now. Happy. Cheerful. Asking about how I’m doing. Talking about every day things. And always telling me that she loves me.
I’m really glad I was able to save those audio slices of our lives. I didn’t want to ever forget how her voice sounds. When I knew she was dying, I found myself taking pictures of her fingers. I wanted to stop time and capture it in some way that I could never lose it. I couldn’t stop time, and I can’t pick up the phone and hear her voice right now. But I can stop for a moment and be glad that she was my mom and she loved me.
I got a new snazzy bronze computer bag today… And I’m grateful for it. Brett found it for me, and it is perfect for those onsite visits where I need a bigger bag.
Looking forward to trying it out tomorrow.
I was writing on my iPhone. It has an auto spell feature.
I was typing, “Lord, help me to meditate on the right things.” I misspelled “meditate,” so when I got done writing, the autospeller had turned my sentence into, “Lord, help me to medicate on the right things.”
It gave me a giggle!!!
I had fun making this scripture art for Philippians 4:8 with my sparkle markers. It was a blast to do something creative that helps me grow as a person every time I read it!
I am determining to let nothing steal my joy this year.
I’m going to dwell on these things: whatever is TRUE,
whatever is HONORABLE,
whatever is RIGHT,
whatever is PURE,
whatever is LOVELY,
whatever is GOOD REPUTE,
anything WORTHY of PRAISE.
Too often I’ve dwelled on what is worthy of complaining about. I don’t see whining on this list! I pray God daily renews my mind in 2010.
I have some of my best ideas and thinking sessions at church. I think it’s maybe because I stop. I stop doing. I stop planning. I stop working. The churning sea of my brain becomes calm while I worship and listen.
The other day at church a thought came to me: I want to serve God and love Brett. I chased after the thought for a moment, like a butterfly. I caught it and then examined it for a moment.
I realized with joy that this is what I want to do when I grow up! Serve God and love Brett. Finally, I know what I want to do. It seems a bit simple. But like all great goals, challenge is inherent in simplicity.
Lord, help me!