I love to shop right before Christmas - you know, just days before, when crowded stores, long lines, and parking lot jams test everyone's patience. I enjoy watching people, young and old, searching for just the right gift at just the right price. And I enjoy shopping with Jesus - He always leads me to the best gifts!
Dec 24, 2013
Dec 21, 2013
Perspective and Hope
I am so blessed, and so thankful for my life! I am healthy, my family is doing well, and we'll get to see all of them at Christmas (except one). I have a rewarding job and work with great people, I have faithful and caring friends, and to top all that off, I have the best husband on the planet.
Most importantly, I am thankful that I have the Creator of the Universe as my Daddy, my Savior, my Counselor, and my Lord. I'm thankful that Jesus was born to die for me so that I could have eternal life, and live life to the full here on earth.
But I haven't always felt this way - I haven't always appreciated the life I've been given.
Dec 16, 2013
Wives, Respect Your Husbands
Rats! I didn’t get a
chance to do the laundry this weekend. Too busy doing fun stuff. And now it’s
time to go to work, so I can’t start it now.
Hmmmm, Don may get home early, and he sometimes does the
laundry. OK, I’ll take a few minutes and sort it for him…just in case he has a
chance to do it.
Dec 6, 2013
Sacrifice, Part 2: God's Answer
Yesterday, I wrestled with my schedule in Part 1, and with
the sacrifices required to keep it. Today, God’s answer.
God patiently waited for me to work through this in my mind,
then gave me a revelation on how He viewed
my sacrifice:
I sacrificed being led by the Spirit for being driven by a
schedule!
Dec 5, 2013
Sacrifice, Part 1: The Dilemma
It all started with a dream.
Last night, I dreamed I had to give up writing so I could
work. I don’t remember much detail, only that I felt overwhelmingly sad. After
waking, I went through my usual routine of bible study and prayer (still in the
Planted study). Despite the hopeful message, I still felt burdened and sad by
the message from the dream. I sat in bed and silently cried, and asked for a
scripture.
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