by Stacey | Nov 8, 2012 | Devotionals, reflections, and encouragement
Have you ever known someone who lives in the past? It could be the guy who peaked on his high school football team. It could be a mother who constantly dresses like her teenage daughter. It could be a leader or politician who served God faithfully in the beginning but eventually strayed.
It could be a person like King Rehobam. You can read about his family in 2 Chronicles 11 and his depart from truth in 2 Chronicles 12. Rehobam began faithful. He started strong. But by his fifth year as King he had become unfaithful choosing to rely on his own strength instead of God. His days of pleasing God were history.
No one can depend on former correct actions to ensure a future relationship with God. God is concerned with the choices I make today. He is concerned with the current state of my heart.
No matter how I failed yesterday, today is a chance to start over. I do need to address yesterday’s failures and confess and repent as scripture directs, but they do not hold me back from restoring a broken fellowship with my Father. Furthermore, a former spiritual high or walking closely with God for years past means little if I chose to ignore Him today. God is concerned about the current state of our relationship.
Ouch! I know I’m guilty of coasting through days without picking up my bible depending on last week’s prayer to get me through today’s trial. The big question is: What am I going to do about it? How did Rehobam move from a faithful beginning to becoming a King who abandoned the law of his Lord? Did it start with a short stretch of depending on last week’s prayer? Did he stop listening to sound teaching and start listening to his own voice instead?
King Rehobam’s story contains a warning I intend to heed. I’ve started meeting regularly with three other woman. We all attend different churches, we all have slightly different opinions on various topics. But there are many things we have in common.
We want to be found faithful.
We want to glorify God in our actions, thoughts, and words EACH day.
We want to live without regrets.
We want to give sacrificially, love unconditionally, and deepen our walk with God.
We want to be held accountable.
That’s why we meet. That’s why we bring our prayer journals and share from them. That why we confess the ugly truth about our fears, doubts, and trials.
That’s why we hold up one another in prayer.
Proverbs 27:17 “Iron sharpens iron, and one man sharpens another.”
by Stacey | Sep 13, 2012 | Devotionals, reflections, and encouragement
“It’s not about whether I can do this but about whether I am willing to surrender and fall into my Saviour’s arms. It’s about whether I’m willing to let Him carry me through this moment and every moment from here on.”
There are days I feel like a complete and total failure. There are days I think I can’t do it anymore. There are days when the next step feels too huge to even try to take it. These days beg one question:
Will I trust God to carry me through this moment and every future moment?
When the job feels unproductive, when I run like crazy but get nowhere, when the diagnosis is grim. Will I trust God? Not just with my future, but for the strength required for each step?
You see, it’s not about whether I can handle any of these things, it’s about believing that God can handle them.
It’s not about doing my best. It’s about surrendering to God’s will and trusting Him for His best.
It’s not about getting stronger. It’s about knowing God is stronger and depending on Him.
It’s not about pushing through the difficulty on my own strength. It’s about trusting God to provide for each step, one step at a time.
Picture by Morgan Falk Photography
First posted Nov 15th, 2010
by Stacey | Sep 6, 2012 | Devotionals, reflections, and encouragement
Rainy days breed insanity. Maybe it’s being cooped up in the house. Maybe it’s change in the atmosphere. Maybe it’s the crazy mom banging her head against the wall. Who knows?
All I know is the odd rainy day is okay. But string a few together and add three to eight stir-crazy kids and I’m ready to jump onto the back of the loony wagon and hitch a ride to the funny farm.
All it takes for a dreary grey day to dampen my spirit is a few crying kids hanging off my leg, dinner burning in the oven, and endless phone calls.
These crazy moments always seems to coincide with my children wanting extra cuddle time or needing to engage in serious conversation. Some days two hands, two ears, and 24 hours feel dreadfully inadequate!
I regret missed opportunities. I lose my cool when asked the same question for the millionth time. I wonder if I’m expecting too much or settling for too little.
Misgivings like these send me to my knees grateful for grace. Grace that covers all my sins. I know I need to take every opportunity to prepare my children for tomorrow. I know I need to use every moment to reinforce how much God loves them and how He has a plan for their future, a plan only they can fulfill. I also know I accomplish this through His strength alone.
Large decisions loom ahead. Friends. Education. Dating. Spouse. Career. Our kids need self-confidence, faith, and wisdom to navigate through middle school, high school, college, university, and marriage. I will not guide them perfectly because I am not a perfect parent. But I serve a God who is perfect, a God who promises to never leave me nor forsake me, a God who promises wisdom when I ask and delights in my request. God loves my children even more than I do and He longs for me to I bring them before His throne in prayer confessing my inadequacies and claiming His sufficiency.
In chaos of the moment may I never forget God is with me. That doesn’t mean dinner will never burn or my patience won’t run thin. Trust me, it has and it does. It means I have someone to turn too in those hairy moments of life. I have the opportunity model what a real dependence on God looks like.
Based on Sept 27th 2010 post.
by Stacey | Aug 2, 2012 | Devotionals, reflections, and encouragement
Some days my thread of sanity nearly snaps. What keeps it strong is belief that my God reigns. He reigns in my life, in the world, in my heart, and in my mind.
For years I gave Him reign in life, world and heart – but held back my mind choosing to dwell in the darkness of worry. This manifested in a disturbing pattern. When plagued by worry I called friend after friend to discuss my options, what might happen, or worse, what might NOT happen. We would talk the issue to death.
After talking the issue to death I felt little need to bring the matter before God. Or if I did bring it to God it was in obligation or as an afterthought. My prayers told God what should happen.
As if I knew better than Him.
Once God shed light onto this sin, (Yes, I used the “S” word), He gave me the strength and desire to change. I pledged to no longer discuss worrisome issues with friends until AFTER I discussed them with Him and I made a choice – a choice to take God at His Word.
“Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. (Philippians 4:6-8).”
In a final attempt to round-up wayward fears I made changes – changes that have sometimes been mocked. I have been accused of living with my head in the sand because I rarely watch the news or read the newspaper.
I believe both venues sensationalize the problems of our sinful world and feed fear. Most news stories are far from noble, right, pure, lovely, admirable, excellent or praiseworthy. I’m not saying it is wrong to watch the news or read the paper, but doing so puts me on a path toward worry and sin so I abstain. I refuse to dwell on images or words that push my imagination into overdrive.
I think the ability to feel deeply and wildly imagine contributes positively to my writing. A vivid imagination is a gift. But knowing I have the tendency to take things to the extreme makes me very cautious about what I allow into my mind.
2 Corinthians 10:5 “…take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ.”
by Stacey | Jul 5, 2012 | Devotionals, reflections, and encouragement
Yesterday was shaping up to be one of those days. I started the day with a brisk early morning walk, worship music, and prayer. The only way to start this kind of day.
A full day loaded with eight (yes, eight) children, six of them aged five and under.
I prepared for yesterday. I made plans, plans that did not include raising my voice, pulling out my hair, or disciplining someone for pulling someone else’s hair out. But I know myself and my limits. Good intentions never get me far.
To create a day that ended with eight happy kids tucked into bed content and tired I needed help. I hired a teen from our church to be my extra set of hands and asked the Holy Spirit to work in me in a very practical way.
Praying for an extra dose of patience felt a tad simplistic. Does God really care I have eight kids to tend to when there are so many more pressing issues in the world? You bet He does. And I knew in the deepest place of my heart if I tried this on my own strength I would fail – miserably.
So what did I do with eight kids on a hot, hot day?
We built bubble machines.
We blew bubbles.
We made a spider web.
We had a dip in the pool.
We licked a popsicle and slipped on the slip ‘n’ slide.
We took another dip in the pool and licked more popsicles.
Most importantly, I reminded myself to breathe.
When life overwhelms breathe deep. Inhale the presence of God, the presence that He promises will never leave nor forsake. Move moment by moment trusting He will provide what is needed for the next step, and the one after that, and the one after that.
Dependence on the Holy Spirit enabled me to do more than survive a crazy, hot summer day with my own mini day camp in the back yard. It enabled me to enjoy every burst bubble, every wide-eyed wondrous expression, every shriek of delight (and there were many) and every drip of the popsicle. God used eight wonderfully delightful kids and a sunny summer day to bless me.
by Stacey | Jun 7, 2012 | Devotionals, reflections, and encouragement
God is good. All the time. He put a song of praise in this heart of mine.
The words of Don Moen loop through my mind to a toe tapping country beat when life is good. But what about when life is not good?
Where is God when the slaves remain captive? When the sick die? When the lost are not found? Is He still good? What happens to my faith then? What do I do with a God that fails to deliver?
These types of questions rarely lead to satisfying answers as often as they led to deeper, more uncomfortable questions. Is faith based on God giving me what I want? Will I only believe if He explains His actions? Do I trust that God remains when everything else collapses?
These questions led me to Matthew 9:1-8:
“Jesus stepped into a boat, crossed over and came to his own town. Some men brought to him a paralyzed man, lying on a mat. When Jesus saw their faith, he said to the man, “Take heart, son; your sins are forgiven.” At this, some of the teachers of the law said to themselves, “This fellow is blaspheming!” Knowing their thoughts, Jesus said, “Why do you entertain evil thoughts in your hearts? Which is easier: to say, ‘Your sins are forgiven,’ or to say, ‘Get up and walk’? But I want you to know that the Son of Man has authority on earth to forgive sins.” So he said to the paralyzed man, “Get up, take your mat and go home.” Then the man got up and went home. When the crowd saw this, they were filled with awe; and they praised God, who had given such authority to man.”
Maybe our problem with uncomfortable questions lies within the box of acceptable responses we try to force upon God.
As if we know better than Him.
The people wanted a physical healing but Jesus recognized sin as the more vital problem. Furthermore, Jesus had reason to address the sin first. The man’s physical healing validated that Jesus had the ability to forgive sins. The plan was bigger than a physical healing.
Can I accept that the plan is bigger?
Maybe the slaves bring God greater glory in captivity. Maybe He chose a spiritual healing over a physical one for a reason unknown to me. And no one is lost to God – He knows exactly where I am and what I need.
Where was God when my walls collapsed? He was with me, in the valley of the shadow. Accomplishing a bigger plan.
God is good. All the time.
common.
