Psalm 78:39 For he remembered that they were but flesh; a wind that passeth away, and cometh not again.

Psalm 78 is a concise history of Israel. It rehearses the story of the Israelites as they left Egypt and traveled toward the promised land. During their journey, they complain over and over. They turn back on God over and over. Yet, over and over the Lord delivers them and provides for them.

You know, I’ve been catching myself complaining lately. I grumble and mumble, mostly under my breath, but it shows on my countenance that I am not content! I was just smitten by the Holy Spirit about it yesterday. Now, today, I read about the children of Israel and how they griped – and I didn’t read it in Exodus, oh no! I read it in Psalms! I think the Lord is trying to tell me something. And it is this: stop complaining. I need to just take God at His Word with confidence that He will keep His promises! I know He will, I’ve seen Him do it over and over! So, this is not a stretch for me to believe. In fact, it should be automatic. But, I am just flesh. I fail. I often make the same mistakes over and over. I grow weary of being in this trial….when will it end?! When I feel panicky, I must turn to God, He will help me. I must guard my mouth for it will not!

I’m so grateful for this verse! I’m so happy that God remembers I’m flesh, that my life is just a breeze that will not come again. So is this trial. Contrary to popular belief, it will not last forever. He will see me through it. I’m thankful for God’s mercy and forgiveness!

Well, now that I’ve been thoroughly convicted of my sin, I think I’ll go on with my day. But not in my flesh, in His strength.

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Matthew really got into helping me with the dishes…as into the dishwasher! He won’t be doing this anymore, but I couldn’t resist snapping a photo of it this once. He loves handing us the dishes, and he climbed up on the dishwasher lid lickety-split!

Also, I’ve been doing some redecorating here at the blog. Did you know it’s much cheaper to decorate here than in real life? Well, I’m here to say that it is. Hope you like the look of things. Thanks for reading! 🙂

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Is. 35:1 The wilderness and the solitary place shall be glad for them; and the desert shall rejoice, and blossom as the rose.

This verse captured my imagination today! The wilderness and desert shall rejoice? There will be roses blossoming in the desert? I know that there is a really deep truth to this passage. It’s referring to the gathering of Israel. Isaiah is a prophet for the people of Israel, his words refer directly to them.

But think about this! Isn’t it true that God takes our desert moments, our wilderness experiences, and turns them into something beautiful? God did that for the children of Israel when they were leaving Egypt. They were not in a pretty place, they were not in fun circumstances, yet over and over, God provided in amazing ways! He sent them blessings that they would not have seen anywhere else!

I can say that God has done that for me, too. Because of suffering with PPD not once, but twice, I saw the Lord work in my life in ways others have missed out on. Because of losing my Dad suddenly when I was 26 years old, I’ve seen God work miracles in my life. I’ve received blessings from His hand that I would not have gotten if Dad were still here. Do I wish the Lord could have left him here longer? Oh yes! That will never change. But if I have to go through hard times, I’m so thankful I have the Lord to go with me. He sends blossoms in the desert to make the journey easier, and that is a great blessing.

Are you in a personal wilderness today? Is your desert hot and dry? You are not alone! Cry out to your Heavenly Father and request a few roses! He will send them, and even better, He will see you through to the other side. If you don’t know the Lord as your Savior, then go HERE for more information, or write me using the contact page above. He’s waiting with open arms for you, to see you through and to send you some blossoms in the desert.

I had an absolute blast at the ladies Bible conference I attended at First Baptist Church of Sauk Village, Illinois! Those people were so warm and welcoming that I almost just stayed there and sent for the family! 😉 I was privileged to get to speak three times. One session was called “The Christian Lady’s Survival Kit: How to have Joy in Turbulent Times”. I originally had planned to present it to the teen girls, but the Lord changed things for me and I ended up presenting it to the whole group. I thought I’d pass it along, in the hopes it would be a blessing to you. It surely blessed me as I was preparing it.

This “survival kit” of sorts contains items that we all possess. I’m hoping that these things will serve as reminders of what we need to make in the Christian life.

First of all, you need a good mirror. Big, little, medium, it doesn’t matter. We can’t keep ourselves up to par if we can’t see ourselves. Our mirror in the Christian life is God’s Word. The Bible says in James 1:25 But whoso looketh into the perfect law of liberty, and continueth therein, he being not a forgetful hearer, but a doer of the work, this man shall be blessed in his deed.  We can’t begin a day without looking into the mirror at ourselves, nor should we! Likewise, we should not begin a day without looking into the mirror of God’s Word.

Next, you need your foundation, or base, makeup. Foundation covers the wrinkles, scars, blemishes, freckles and anything else we want covered up. Apply liberally and smooth in! It works wonders! Foundation which covers over our past reminds me of how love covers up so much. The Bible says in Prov.10:12  Hatred stirreth up strifes: but love covereth all sins. God’s love covered up all of my sins when he demonstrated it from Calvary. Oh how I need to cover up the sins of others by loving them!

Okay, time for blush…now, we use blush to highlight our cheekbones and keep us from looking so washed out. But, when you think of the word “blush”, you think of embarrassment, shame or humility. Wow! Do we need to be humble! The Bible says it’s better to be “lowly” (Prov. 3:34, Prov. 11:2) What are we to do as Christian women? Well, Micah 6:8 says He hath shewed thee, O man, what is good; and what doth the LORD require of thee, but to do justly, and to love mercy, and to walk humbly with thy God? We are to remain humble, and isn’t that easy to do when we remember just how sinful we are and how perfect HE is?

Next is mascara! I think mascara is such a nice touch. My best friend used to say she looked “dead” without it. A bit of exaggeration, but the truth is, it’s a nice touch that brings out the eyes. This serves as a reminder to keep our eyes on the Lord! It’s so easy to turn to the left or right or even down! But Psalm 25:15 says  Mine eyes are ever toward the LORD; for he shall pluck my feet out of the net. If we are careful to keep our eyes on the right things, the Lord will take care of our feet! Also, our eyes affect our hearts, (Lam.3:51) so it’s good to keep our eyes on the right things: those who encourage us to do right, the needy whom we can help, and our Bibles! The Bible also warns us not to set “wicked things” before our eyes. (Ps.101:3)

Now it’s time for my favorite: LIPSTICK! Oh yes, I love a good color on my lips! Not too bright, not too dull, but something in the neutral range. I also coat on some good ol’ Blistex to keep my lips moist. Lipstick makes me think of…yep, lips, and lips makes me think of words! I use a lot of words. The average woman uses about 20,000 words a day. I probably triple that! Naturally, with the use words comes a risk: are they the right kind of words? Our lipstick can remind us to speak words of:

  • Prayer
  • Praise 
  • Love 
  • Truth
Ps. 34:13 Keep thy tongue from evil, and thy lips from speaking guile. 

Eph. 4:29 Let no corrupt communication proceed out of your mouth, but that which is good to the use of edifying, that it may minister grace unto the hearers.

Our perfume gently spritzed on as we head out the door reminds us that our lives should be a sweet smelling savor unto the Lord. Just as Mary offered the alabaster box of ointment to Jesus, (Mark 14:1-9) so should our lives be sweet smelling and pure. It doesn’t mean your background should be spotless! No one’s is, for one thing. We are all sinners! (Rom. 3:23) But it means we can begin today to live for the Lord and offer up a pure life for His use. How to remain pure? Well, it starts on the inside and comes to the outside. (Do NOT get the order reversed! Begin putting in the right things, and you will automatically (with little effort) get the right things on the outside.)

What should you put in? 
Good preaching
Good books (The best? The Bible!)
Good TV/Movies/websites
Good friends 
If He could die for us, the least we can do is live for Him!

I always carry clear nail polish when I travel. I use it to stop runs in my hose! I know, hosiery is becoming a thing of the past, so call me old fashioned! But I can’t count how many times the velcro on my kids’ shoes has caused a tiny spot which grows into a huge runner in no time! Clear nail polish stops those runners in their tracks! That made me think of bitterness. It starts so small, but quickly grows and takes root around our hearts. Before we know it, we’re choking from it! We must stop bitterness in its tracks! How? By forgiving! Eph. 4:32 tells us that Christ forgave us, so we should forgive others. Sometimes, it takes a while to forgive. But how ever long it takes to rid yourself of that bitterness, start taking action. Remember, bitterness is like drinking poison and waiting on the other person to die. It just doesn’t work the way we think it will.

Lastly, I carry tissues with me. There will be tears in this journey called life. Some will be tears of sorrow, some tears of joy, some tears of hormones gone wild. But whatever causes those tears, just let them out. Ps. 56:8 says Thou tellest my wanderings: put thou my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book? The Lord cares about our tears, He keeps them, so just let them out. Cry out to Him! I like to think of it like this, if we bottle them up, then He can’t! He knows we are just dust (Ps. 103:14), and He understands us better than anyone! 

Try to turn those tears of sorrow to tears of joy. How? Try these tips that I’ve found helpful in dealing with  the zillions of tears I’ve shed (and continue to shed) over the years.

  • Think of happier times, re-live precious memories of loved ones now gone.
  • Talk on the phone to someone who makes you laugh, go have lunch if possible!  
  • And, if you can’t do the above two ideas, this one is sure fire: Watch The Andy Griffith Show or I Love Lucy! Those always make me smile! 🙂 
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Not too long ago, a friend posted the words to the song “God Will Make This Trial a Blessing” on Facebook. My, my! It brought back memories! I remembered the tent meeting that my best friend, Dixie, and I attended together in East Prairie, Missouri. She and her family set up the tent for evangelist Jack Parchman every summer. I missed her so much that her family graciously allowed me to tag along for three weeks. Her family also did special music for the meetings. They let me sing, too! It was so much fun! We sang several songs: “Love Went Deeper”, “He Looked Beyond my Fault (and saw my need)”, and “God Will Make this Trial a Blessing”. 

I loved the words to the song so much! They resonated with my fifteen year old heart. God would see me through the trials of not having a boyfriend, not knowing what I should do with my life, the drama of being a girl…it would all end up being a blessing. The song said so!

I chuckle now as I look back on those trials. They were big then, but not so much now. I’ve faced real trials since then, big trials. The loss of my Dad, financial reversal more than once, betrayal by Christian brothers and sisters…deep valleys, some of which I can’t even share with others. But the Lord knows.

And you know what? God has made them a blessing! Oh, no, I didn’t shout the praises while I was in the midst of the trial, but I had hope. I kept my eyes up! I looked for blessings while the fires were refining me, and I found them.

Here are the words:

I’ve just come into a valley one like I’ve never been before.
I keep searching for a way out seems like pad locks are on the doors.
Oh there must be another sunrise another sunset that I’ll see.
God will make this trial a blessing that’s the love he has for me.
God will make this trial a blessing tho it sends me to my knees.
Tho my tears flow like a river yet in him there’s sweet relief.
There’s no need to get discouraged there’s no need to talk defeat.
God will make this trial a blessing and the whole wide world will see.
I was not the first one to come into this place.
You see every child of God has a test you must face.
It is here that God will mold you and make you what you ought to be.
God will make this trial a blessing just be patient, you will see.
God will make this trial a blessing, tho it sends me to my knees.
Tho my tears flow like a river, yet in him there’s sweet relief.
There’s no need to get discouraged there’s no need to talk defeat.
God will make this trial a blessing and the whole wide world will see.
Now I’m standing on a mountain looking back I can see.
When I was in that lowest valley his strong hand was leading me.
Oh its good to see the sunshine and to taste sweet victory.
God has made this trial a blessing oh the grace he gives to me.
God will make this trial a blessing tho it sends me to my knees.
Tho my tears flow like a river yet in him there’s sweet relief.
There’s no need to get discouraged there’s no need to talk defeat.
God will make this trial a blessing and the whole wide world will see.
 I learned that this song really is true. Trials really are blessings.

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Psalm 71:18 Now also when I am old and grayheaded, O God, forsake me not; until I have shewed they strength unto this generation, and thy power to every one that is to come.

I grew up in a Baptist church where the pastor was bold, and told it like it was! No sugar-coating or treading lightly. He often told us young people that most of us would not stay in church as adults, because we were only coming because our parents made us. It wasn’t in our own hearts to be there, in fact, some of us were rebelling inside about being at church. Ouch! I really liked church as a kid, but, in the spirit of being “real”, the main reason I liked it was because my friends were there. I loved to talk! 🙂 I remember thinking about his words about church in the car on the way home one night. I wondered to myself  if I would stay in church, or fall out? I wasn’t sure.

I have good news for my pastor and all of you! I stayed in church! And, I love going to church! Not because I get to talk to people, either. I really love the preaching of God’s Word. The difference in my feelings now compared to as an eight year old girl, is that I’m saved! I wasn’t even born again way back when. Another difference is maturity. I didn’t understand a lot of the verses and sermons that I heard as a child, but I do now! Well…most of them. 😉

My prayer now, as an adult, is that I would stay faithful to the Lord in all areas of my life: my Bible time, prayer time, church attendance, witnessing, serving in some area, until I die. I pray that I cling to the promises of God’s Word until I’ve shown God’s power to my children and the generation to come after me. 1 Cor. 10:12 reminds us that we should never assume we are standing strong in the faith. Just as soon as I think, “I’ll be faithful till the end, no problem!” I’ll find myself away from God, doing my own thing. Why? Because of pride! I want to stay faithful to the Lord, that’s my goal, but I know I can only do it with His help.

Psalm 69:20 Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness: and I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none.

I’ve spent my entire life around Christian people. The ones I was closest to, my family, were genuine. They battled the flesh, turned to God’s Word, got victory, grew, and then battled the flesh in some other area and the process repeated itself. While growing up, I noticed there were other Christians who never seemed to battle anything. If you talked to them, they were strong in faith, always upbeat, positive and victorious in their Christian lives. Then, a few years went by, and they left church completely for some unknown reason, or they fell into sin and didn’t want to get up again. That was that. So much for the constant grin they once had! I try just to be real – let folks know that yes, I struggle. Likewise, I try tell folks that yes, I know where to go for help – the Bible and my Heavenly Father!

When my Dad died suddenly seven years ago, I cannot begin to tell you some of the stupid comments people made to me at the funeral. They meant well, but man! Did they ever hurt an already breaking heart! When I was in the throws of PPD (but didn’t know it) a preacher that I believed I could trust blew me off completely. It wasn’t long after that the thought of just going on to Heaven was in my mind. I came very close to taking God’s most precious gift to me, my life. I didn’t know I had a medical condition that could be corrected. I just knew I was hurting, and that I needed someone to care. I didn’t dare tell anyone else about my problem after that, because I couldn’t bare someone else ignoring my cries for help.

David understands what I’m talking about. In the verse today, he is hurting. He looks for comforters and finds none. No one cares, no one understands. Yes, we as believers have the Lord, but we need each other, too. Sometimes, I just need to “vent”. Sometimes, I need to weep. Sometimes, I need someone to listen without judging me.

The Lord has proven to me that He is enough, He’s also given me a wonderful listener in my husband and mother and sister. They don’t judge me or criticize me, they just care about me. They put up with my ups and downs without keeping track of my failures. That speaks, no screams, “I LOVE YOU!”

This verse today reminded me that there are many hurting, struggling people out there. I want to be sure that I’m a listener and not a critic the next time someone needs to feel loved. In fact, I think I’ll look for someone to scream love to. 🙂

On my way home from Chicago, I had a three hour flight to Houston before hopping a plane to Little Rock. I jotted down some thoughts on the ladies conference to pass the time, while it was all fresh. Here are my thoughts, a bit edited for clarity. 🙂

It’s hard to believe that it’s already over. I’ve been thinking, praying and planning for these two days for seven months now! I was able to speak three times: a homeschooling session, where I covered basic Q’s & A’s about homeschooling, and shared the book Lies Homeschooling Moms Believe; a session for everyone called “Joy in the Face of Betrayal”, which was about when Christians betray us; and a session called “The Christian Lady’s Survival Kit.” I was moved to tears during the first main session on betrayal because of what God was doing in my own heart. He’s worked on me so much in the seven months I’ve been preparing for this, that I didn’t think I could feel anything different in regards to these areas of my life. I was wrong! Not only did He remind me of the changes I’m still needing to make, but He highlighted even more (really, uncovered is a better word) work that I need to do on forgiving those who have betrayed me and pulling out the roots of bitterness that are entwining themselves around my heart.

He also answered a prayer about a problem our family has faced, but been unable to find help for. I cannot discuss particulars, but it’s been something we’ve prayed about for years and searched for answers for, but come up empty. He proved to me that if I stay faithful HE will come through!

The pastor’s wife, who is affectionately referred to as “the first lady” by some, was so kind. She opened up her home to the speakers, served a delicious meal and even made these cute little pumpkin bread cakes wrapped in cellophane for each of us! I ate it without getting a picture! (oops!) I enjoyed her kindness and open heart so much. She also played the piano beautifully! I can see why so many love her. She’s everything I want to be as a Pastor’s wife. (Yes, pray for me in this!)

The largest blessing I received  was the gift of new friends. Wow! Did I ever need them! They aren’t just “friends”, they are kindred spirits. How could I know this after only two days with them? Because the “kindred spirit” was the Holy Spirit! He gave us a mutual fellowship that is only present in those who put their faith in the Lord Jesus.

The testimonies of the women I spoke with were amazing. One word that comes to mind is “courage”. I met real live women who are not just survivors, but overcomers. They are now lifting up other women and holding them up! They did that for me. They probably don’t realize it, but God is using them in a great way. Their light shines so brightly, that it shines all the way to Arkansas.

Here are some photos of the trip:

The theme was “Joy in the Journey” and the decorations were lovely!
 The young lady, Sarah, on the left used her purse to select items to find in our purses for a game. The girl had everything: cord, a screwdriver, a Bible…everything!
 We had a clown!! She’s on the LEFT, okay,  the LEFT. 🙂
Dimples the Clown made balloon shapes and painted faces. Marie (above) is showing off her sporty new look! 🙂
 Mrs. Lee, the Pastor’s wife, was such a blessing. 
 I was honored to be speaking with these other two ladies, Keren and Chris (L-R). Their testimonies encouraged me and I really enjoyed the fellowship! 
 Me with Marquita, the hostess of the conference. This lady was a blessing to me! She is the one who asked me to come, totally on faith! Thank you, Marquita, it was an honor to be with you and finally meet you!
 Me and Sarah, one of the sweet ladies at FBC. 
 Michelle, one of the many who inspired me by their lives! She is amazing. 
Erica, Me, and Kelly. Again, I just can’t say enough how great it was to get to know these people.

You know, they made me feel so special. They greeted me warmly, made me feel wanted, gave me delicious food and a comfy hotel room. I was told what a blessing I was, that I helped them, some offered to adopt me! (Yeah, they don’t know what they’re saying!)  But I think I was blessed more than they. I walked into that place empty, and went out full. I walked in alone, and left with a crowd.

 As we lifted off and I saw Lake Michigan and Chicago fade into the distance, I’m feeling a pang of loss. I suppose it’s that piece of my heart that I’m leaving behind. But it’s okay, I know they will take good care of it.

With love,

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Dan. 3:17-18 If it be so, our God whom we serve is able to deliver us from the burning fiery furnace, and he will deliver us out of thine hand, O king. But if not, be it known unto thee, O king, that we will not serve thy gods, nor worship the golden image which thou hast set up.

It was probably the hardest trial I’d faced in my 26 years of living. I was driving down a main thoroughfare in Lawrence, Kansas, and my car started huffing and puffing, like it was about to die. It had been doing this for weeks. We had two children, lived in a ghetto, and barely made ends meet from week to week. My Dad died suddenly and our car was too iffy to drive the eight hours to the funeral. Our pastor loaned us his vehicle so we could go home and bury my Dad. Right after that, the knock on the door was the landlord, telling us that if we didn’t pay our month overdue rent soon, he’d have to evict us.Our car was a  frustrating problem that angered me. In that frustration, I said to the Lord when I was alone, “We’re not quitting! It doesn’t matter what happens, we’re not quitting!” Tears streamed down my face. The truth is, I wanted to quit. I wanted to give up, go back to Arkansas, live in a little house with a white picket fence and try to grow flowers. I was tried of the ghetto, tired of the faulty car, tired of being broke. We worked in the jail ministry, Sunday School, soul winning, choir, and volunteered wherever we were needed. And all of this while my husband was on thirds at work. It felt like the least the Lord could do is keep a roof over our heads and our car running!

That day, I had a choice to make: would I serve the Lord even if He took the roof from over my head? Would I keep serving even if I broke down (right across from KU of all places!) and I had to walk home? Would I serve the Lord if He left me in the ghetto forever? I decided yes. Yes, I would.

I’m not in the ghetto anymore. I haven’t been that close to eviction since that day in Lawrence. But, I’m in a trial. I’m weary, I want to quit. I feel forsaken, forgotten, and fruitless. I have a choice to make: will I keep serving the Lord, even if I never see His hand in my life (in a tangible way) again? If I remain alone forever, will I stay faithful to Him? The tears stream down my cheeks, I can’t stop them. My heart is heavy with a desire to do more for His cause and tired of fighting Satan who is hindering every tiny effort I make. I’m tired…so very tired.

The three Hebrew boys were ready to take God’s promises to the bank in the verse above. They said “Our God can take care of this fiery furnace, no problem!” Then, they had to face this stark possibility: what if He didn’t? What if they died? We know the ending, but they didn’t. And yet, they boldly declare “BUT IF NOT,…we will NOT serve thy gods nor worship thy golden image…” That’s courage. That’s faith. That’s what I want! Everyone wants to serve God when He’s allowing souls to be saved in church, or when He’s sending us a check in the mail everyday, or when He’s answering every prayer we pray.

But, what about when He seems to have moved away? What about the times He says “No”. What if He says, “I’m giving you opposition” or “I’m not going to meet that need”? What then? Can we say “I’m serving You, no matter what, Lord!” or will we quit?

By the way, the Lord sent us the money to catch up on our rent through an amazing source. He also sent the money to us to get our car repaired. And, three months after my Dad went to Heaven, the Lord allowed us to move to Texas, out of the ghetto.

Are you ready to give up? Are you so sad today, you can barely stop the tears for a moment? Me too. Let’s not give up, okay? Let’s keep going! Let’s say with faith that God CAN take care of these problems, but let’s go ahead and add, “But if not, I’m serving You anyway!”

And then, let’s wait for the miracle!