Little else makes me more uncomfortable than when a well-meaning friend heaps praise on my husband or me for our work in ministry. It is uncomfortable because a huge part of me not only loves the praise but longs for it all the while knowing it is not mine to have or desire. READ MORE
*published under the Leadership Blog on Women Together
He preached it on a Sunday. Do not be anxious. Then he confessed the irony of his growing apprehension as the Sunday deadline rushed closer. Even the preacher knows anxiety.
But he knows anxiousness is only a symptom of the deeper problem. The problem isn’t anxiety, he says. The problem is a distracted heart that strays from God and divides the mind. If you seek first God’s kingdom, the Spirit of God is able to refocus the heart on what matters because life is about more than what worries us. Seek first the things of God over the things of the world.
And now it’s my turn. It would be easy to spiral downward with these questions: Am I parenting right? Are the children learning everything they need to know? Do they know how desperately, wholeheartedly, and unconditionally I love them?
Will we have enough money to retire? Should we be saving for college? Do we invest, pay down the mortgage, fix up the house, or just give it all away?
Will my third novel get picked up? Will the others continue to sell or tank? Should I write more or should I invest in more education?
God knows what my children need. He gave them to us. Therefore, we are the right parents for these little ones. Will we parent perfectly? No! Can God work through our humble and sincere efforts to glorify Him and steer our children toward Him? Yes! How it is accomplished? Prioritize the things of the Lord.
When I consider the lilies of the field, how can I worry about our future needs? God cares for the sparrows, and He will care for me. Prioritize God, and He promises to care for me.
And the book(s)? If my heart is truly in the proper place of desiring to glorify God with my ability, then WHATEVER He decides to do with my offering will be right and enough. Prioritize getting the message right, proclaiming His Word unashamedly and with boldness. God can take care of the rest.
Seek Him first, in everything.
*from the archives
Find by losing. Receive by giving.
Rule by serving. Lead by following. Live by dying.
Weakness is strength.
The first are last. The poor are the rich. The slaves are free.
We are saint and sinner, flesh and soul, old and new.
He lifts high the low. He exalts the humble.
God is one but three, fully God and fully man. He is far and near, beyond and within.
His Word is written by God, penned by man, and became flesh.
He was born to perish. He surrendered for victory. He died and yet lives.
Praise the Lord!
My dad once offered me this advice. He said, “Don’t dress for the job you have, dress for the job you want.”
I hit the work force dressed in attire that reflected who I wanted to become. This motivated me to act like the person I hoped to one day be. I went above and beyond entry-level responsibilities, working my way into a desired position.
This also applies to my life as a ministry partner and as child of God. READ MORE
My heart breaks like it did when his sister asked the same question a few years ago. Raw emotion surges through me as I fumble to answer questions no child should ever have to ask.
But, she asked back then, and he asks now.
This is a hurt that I cannot take away. I feel incredibly inadequate. Overwhelmingly unable.
We speak of God’s goodness and our broken world. We discuss God’s sovereignty and how He takes what man planned for evil and uses it for good. We discuss a heart torn in two, between what is and what might have been, and how our God is bigger than both. We affirm His love, His plan and how He never defaults to plan “B” because plan “A” ALWAYS works.
Like his sister did, he smiles, satisfied for now, and I tuck him in.
Then I cry.
God, you are my God, and You are their God. You created each one of my children in their mother’s womb. You knit them together and planned all their days before one of them was lived. I believe You have a plan for their life that is good. I believe that they can wrestle these questions down and that you will not leave them floundering. I believe that the answer to every question is You. May each one of my children turn to You. Make they seek You. May they find satisfaction in You.
Draw them near. Make their childlike faith come alive like never before. Reveal Yourself to them. You are enough.
Remove all fear and fill them with Your peace that passes understanding. Remove all doubt and fill them with certainty. May their adoption stories be bigger than their adoption into our family, but include their adoption into Your family. May they see this as beautiful and precious and part of your perfect plan. May Your truth penetrate their heart as Your glory meets their suffering.
And then I cry some more.
I am inadequate. Blessedly inadequate. But my God is more than enough. He is more than enough for me and more than enough for my children. And despite wishing it could be easier, despite wishing I could carry this burden for them and take away their hurts, I submit to the will of One greater than me.
And it is well with my soul.