Saturday, July 15, 2017

How Great Thou Art

This week, my hubby took me on a surprise excursion. What fun! The road led us past corn fields, grassy meadows and into the foot of the mountains. I love nature. I am amazed at the creativity of my God and sometimes wonder how exciting it might have been to be there in the beginning when He spoke it all into existence.

Standing across the way, I took it all in from a viewing deck. I stood speechless at the awesomeness of another one of God's creations we'd just discovered. Little River Falls. 

The falls roared so loudly...I thought about the strength of the waters cascading over the rocks. I thought about the tumbling of the current at the bottom of the falls where it all came crashing together. I noticed the quiet, softness of mist rising through the air as the warm, sun rays made it sparkle like bits of glitter scattered about here and there. 




I thought about the Lord. How He is the strongest force to be reckoned with - hands down. Almighty! I thought about how He is also such a compassionate shepherd. Gentle. 

We traveled up the mountain a bit more and stopped at one of the overlooks. The same falls but from a much different vantage point. I couldn't hear the roar or feel the cool mist but it's beauty was still undeniable and again I stood in awe. 




Standing there, taking it all in, I sent a whisper heaven-ward, "How great Thou art!" Nothing can match or even compare to the greatness of my Lord. Absolutely amazing! I can only imagine how David must have felt when he penned the words:


"When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained;"  Psalms 8:3

He is the Almighty. Yet, He created such intricate details for us to enjoy. It wasn't enough to give us a world to live in, He made sure we'd be awed by it. Isn't that just like my God! He went to the "nth" to show us, just a little bit clearer, of how much His heart passionately cares for us. 

"What is man, that thou art mindful of him?" Ps. 8:4

The same great, big, amazing God that created this masterpiece I was enjoying created you and I. Us! Weak, frail, limited human beings. We're sinful, we doubt and question His ways far too often. Yet, He thinks of us constantly and loves us beyond our wildest imagination. And...wait for it...He desires relationship with us! 

This great, big, awesome God, wants you and I to remember we're the works of His hands too. He created this beautiful world, filled with sites like Little River Falls, for us to live in and enjoy, but He created us for His dwelling! What?! I cannot begin to fathom that!

Simply in awe today...the only reply and praise I have in my soul is this: I am so deeply humbled by the opportunity to be His dwelling place; my heart shouts loudly from the hills...Oh God, how very great Thou art!


Thursday, July 13, 2017

The Only Me - Part 2

It's  been over a month since I posted I'm the Only Me You Get. Life gets busy, life happens, and it can be like a roller coaster at times. With a grimace on my face, I read the title of my last post once again today. The thought was certainly accurate, yet I've been feeling much differently since then. Why? Because my FEELINGS are sometimes way bigger than the truth! I know, it's not supposed to be that way. They cast shadows on what I know to be true. Still, although I know this, my perception can get cloudy at times. You too? Sometimes it's easier to write something like Poor You, If I'm the Only Me You Get.

I'm afraid I'm not the only "feel-ist" who deals with ugly episodes of lies and tricks. How can I be so sure? First, most of us reading this post are probably females. Secondly, we will all experience times when we're feeling  insecure and weak. Thirdly, we go through different seasons spiritually, as well as, physically. Sometimes those seasons leave even the strongest ladies feeling unable to cope on every level. Key word: FEELING. Wonder Woman? Not I!

Ladies are "feelers" and if we're not constantly on guard, we'll get tripped up by the exact characteristic God intended to be one of our strengths. Yet, which one of us diligently keeps our guard up all the seconds in every day? I'll be honest, I fail miserably at times...feelings win. Then, the lies and savvy tricks overwhelm me. What, you too?  I look at myself and think, "Girl, you did it now! How'd that happen?" In those moments it would be easy to give up. "What's the use?"

I read something the other day that spoke to my soul. "You'll never hear God say you're more trouble than you're worth."

Even when we're weak and feel like a failure, when we feel we can't hold the shield up for one more second, when we think it's over and we've lost the battle...God still stands guard. He is still the Victor and He's not afraid of our feelings. Most importantly, He'll never say, or think, we're not worth the fight.

There are moments in all our lives when we're ready to give up on ourselves. There are paths we walk that will test our stamina and our determination. There will be days when we have to ignore what we're feeling. Though we may fall, He will pick us up - again and again. We learn and grow. In those character-building moments, the Lord holds us and gently teaches us to trust, rest and hope in Him. The valley is never a waste when you have the Champion on your side!

No matter how we  may be feeling today, where we might find ourselves on this pathway, we can be hopeful. It's OK to feel weak, to need help, to need bandages for skinned-up knees at times. It's completely alright not to feel like Wonder Woman, or ourself for that matter. Feelings don't always tell us the truth, but God does. He says we are His. We are special, strong and brave...and we have what it takes to overcome...in Him. We can lift our heads and proclaim, I'm not my feelings! I'm more than a conqueror...and the only me you get."


Saturday, June 10, 2017

I'm the Only Me You Get


First, I must admit that I'm very picky when it comes to shoes; very rarely do I find a pair that I like enough to purchase. Even on "good feet" days, my favorite shoes are flip-flops! I think they should be acceptable shoes for all occasions. OK, I know, they're not. 

Here's my situation: My foot and heel has been so irritated the last couple weeks (plantar fasciitis with a heel spur) that I have had trouble wearing any shoes, so my hubby graciously took a half-day off of work and so we could go shoe shopping. Isn't he a keeper!?

Anyhow, after browsing through multiple shoe stores, pressing down on the heel pads, inspecting for perfect arch support, and trying on several pairs I thought might be "IT", we ended our shopping day without success. I did enjoy my time with my wonderful hubby though and I suppose flip-flops (or bare feet) will be my option for the moment.

While I was shoe shopping, I kept thinking, "I needed shoes specifically designed for my foot shape. Not a generic pair of shoes from a plain, ordinary, rectangular box that is supposed to fit most any foot that is shoved into it." NO! I needed to be Cinderella...I needed something that would be a perfect fit. Just the right arch height and support, the perfect amount of cushion on the heel, not too tight, etc. You know, a perfect fit!

Later on, I was thinking about all those shoes and about how God specifically created each of us with different abilities, talents and traits. We're each suited for a specific purpose that only we can fill. That's right, each one of us are intended to do something that only we can do, we have a purpose that only we can fulfill, and God planned it and made us uniquely on purpose. Yeah, that's a lot of "purpose."

I'm the only ME you get. And you are the only YOU we get. 


"...called us with an holy calling, not according to our works, 
but according to his own purpose and grace, which was given us in Christ Jesus before the world began..."  II Timothy 1:9

God doesn't work with one-size-fits-all projects. It's true, He specifically designed us, from our mother's womb, to be a perfect fit for the job, purpose, or calling that He has anticipated for us to do. He has instilled within us all we need to fulfill His plan - we have a "holy calling." It's not actually about us, it's not about our plan; we're a perfect fit for His plan. I'm the only me He made. There are no duplicates. Nobody else can fill that hole.


"For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus unto good works, which God hath before ordained that we should walk in them." Eph. 2:10

While it might sound a bit arrogant or confident (whichever way you might choose to view it), and maybe repetitive, please understand it from this perspective:

Shoes...they're replaceable. We're not. 

Shoe designers try to imagine what people will like and search for in a good shoe. God already knew, designed and fashioned us exactly how He anticipated us to perfectly fulfill His purpose. 

While we may change throughout our life time, God's doesn't change His mind about His purpose for my (and your) life - it is unchanging. I am not replaceable. What if we lived our lives boldly for the Lord with that thought in our minds? "I'm the only "me" this world gets! Lord, help me be effective and fulfill your purpose."

It might be difficult to find a shoe to fit properly, but we can hold our head up and know that we fit the plan of God perfectly, because He does all things well. Our shoes might not fit without cramping our toes, but we can be confident in knowing He made us and has worked within us so we will fit perfectly into His plan and fulfill His purpose. 

I might walk into 100 shoe stores in search of the perfect shoe, and walk out empty-handed, reverting to my favorite pair of flip-flops; but without a doubt I can be OK with that, because I know shoes are replaceable. Yet God always gets it right the first time.

Join me today! Dare we say it? Or believe it? YES!!! Let's settle it in our mind that God has a plan for our lives. Let's remind and encourage each other that we're designed for a Holy plan - to be all we can be and use everything He's instilled in us for His glory. Let's make up our mind to give our all and not settle for the flip-flop mentality.

Somebody say it with me, "I'm the only me you get." 


Wednesday, June 7, 2017

Endless Apps from an Unlimited God

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We've all seen commercials and advertisements for "Endless Apps." We all want unlimited amounts of something every once in a while - not just appetizers - it might be money, vacations, time, health or any number of other things.

Endless. Continual. Unending. Unlimited. Nonstop. 
Unchanging. Everlasting.

Gravity. It keeps us from flying. It keeps us anchored to this earth. Spending limits. Credit cards aren't endless passes for us to shop until we drop. Speed limits. Even if there were none, vehicles can only go so fast. The strongest man in the world knows there is a certain point when he can lift no more. You see, nothing here on this earth is really "unlimited" when we stop and think about it. Funny thing is, even Endless Apps and unlimited refills are limited by how much our bodies can actually consume. 

Believe it or not though, there are some things we can obtain in this life that are endless. Unlimited supplies DO exist. While I might be limited in my ability, strength and time; I have a God who is unlimited and the "apps" He offers us are always unlimited - endless. 

His graces is always enough. (II Cor. 12:9) His mercies are new every morning. (Lam. 3:23) His truth never ceases. (Ps. 100:5) He has an unlimited supply of strength. (Is. 26:4) He is able to supply every need. (Phil. 4:19) He even offers eternal life (John 3:15) and everlasting love. (Jer. 31:3) 

When God is in control of our lives, we can always enjoy the thrill of "Endless Apps." He is unshakable and unstoppable. In Him we will always find strength, peace and sweet rest. We can be assured that He is more than able to supply, that He has unlimited access to whatever we are in need of, and is able to show up on any scene at a moments notice...merely at the mention of His name. He can move mountains and make a way out of no way. Oh goodness, there are more perks than I can even begin to write about, even if I wrote every moment for the rest of my life. Talk about endless!

Here's the great thing: He invites us to join Him in this unlimited way of life. I suppose I need to say this though: the only thing that limits Him is you and I. Not that we can put Him on a leash or hamper His abilities, after all, He is all-powerful; however, He is a gentleman and will do for us only what we allow Him to. That is His only limitation. His resources are infinite. His power undeniable. His love boundless...let me just leave you with this:

Choose to live limitless.
Enjoy endless apps from an unlimited God.


"Endless apps" anyone? 
It is ours just for the taking. It's a gift from God to us. (Rom. 6:23) He's waiting to give liberally to everyone who asks. He is no respecter of persons and knows no limits. 

What a glorious opportunity you and I have. It's better than any weekend splurge at the local restaurant. It's eternal. It's our promise. How's that for "Endless Apps?" 

Get started today...
read Acts 2:38-40 - experience
"unlimited apps" from a God who 
loved you enough to die -
so you could live 
limitless.


Wednesday, May 31, 2017

Summertime Lesson

I stood at my kitchen sink this morning. Glancing out the window, something caught my attention and suddenly all time stood still. God was giving me a summer-time lesson on life.

Right outside that window is our pool; but that's not actually what caught my eye. It was actually the sight of tiny ringlets of water ripples forming across the surface of the water. I just stood there perplexed, and continued to watch; then it dawned on me what was actually causing those formations. Raindrops so tiny that they weren't even visible to my eye...yet they were there.

A few moments later, I looked again and there were more and more tiny ringlets forming as a gentle - now visible - light shower of raindrops fell. I stood there for a few moments more and thought about prayers for refreshing rains to fall in my soul. 


"Repent ye...when the times of refreshing shall come from the presence of the Lord;"    
Acts 3:19

Ouch! Sometimes I do it without even realizing it. I get all wrapped up in doing life; things are good and I can easily say, "It is well with my soul!" We all love those moments in the journey, don't we? Moving right along, and everything is just peachy we might tack on to the description of our days. 

But then days come when, all the sudden I find myself struggling. It gets really messy! It's probably a bit (or a lot) of pride, but I try to do the Biblical thing and encourage myself in the Lord. You know, I attempt to handle things on my own. Don't we all do it at times or am I alone on this one? I tell myself, "OK, you need to shore up here. Don't be distracted! Don't fall for that trick again. Be wise! Shake yourself off and get up and go on. You should be more grown than this!" We know all the right things to say I suppose. However, were we made or expected to be so independent? 

We all must mature in our Christian walk, but do we ever really get BIG enough to do it on our own? No, as awful as it may sound, I'm (we're) needy at times. Our Father made us to be dependent upon Him and each other. There are indeed times when we're not supposed to "handle it on our own." Yet, I admit, it's hard at times to open up and admit I'm struggling. Even though it's more-than-alright to do so.

When I run to the arms of my loving Savior; He never turns me away. I repent and ask Him to forgive my stubbornness and wash my heart clean once again...I ask for that refreshing rain to fall gently into my heart and renew my mind. One of the beautiful things about God is that He is always faithful to do so. 

There's truly nothing like being in His presence! There, as I open myself to Him, He restores. I suppose I imagine those refreshing rains kind of like the gentle rain that made those tiny ringlets of ripples in our pool this morning. It was a beautiful reminder of God's gentle touch, His unconditional love and faithfulness toward me. I am reminded that I need Him, that I cannot - and am not expected to - do this on my own. 

Beautiful, refreshing ringlets...always available for me and you. Sweet refreshing rains in the presence of the Lord. It is well with my soul!

Wednesday, May 24, 2017

Being Still...


"...but the LORD was not in the wind: and after the wind an earthquake; but the LORD was not in the earthquake: And after the earthquake a fire; 
but the LORD was not in the fire: and after the fire a still small voice." 
I Kings 19:11-12 


I was enjoying a quiet day on the home front. With nothing of much importance on the all-mighty To-Do List, I was able to slow down and be quiet for a few moments longer than usual. It was a gray, cloudy, day with storms forecast for the afternoon hours. Home alone. No noise. No distractions. I was being still. 

I had snuggled onto the couch when I heard it. I'm sure it wasn't really quite as loud as it seemed, yet the little bird seemed to be blasting its song over a megaphone for all practical purposes. In the quiet, stillness of my day, this feathered creature immediately got my attention. And...my world stood still as I enjoyed its sweet song.

I began to wonder how many times we miss important God-whispers because there isn't much quiet, stillness in our days. The more advanced and modernized we become, the quicker we can do things, the more we expect to get done in a single day and the faster we seem to go. Truthfully, we leave very little time in our days in which to set aside for quietness. I mean, how many times have we made or heard the statement "There's not enough time in a day..."? 

The truth is, if God gave us more hours in a day, 
we'd probably still not find time to squeeze 
"being still" into our day.

Sure, God can speak to us as we're zipping full-speed-ahead through our days. He speaks in the loud whirlwind and we might hear Him, but what if He chooses to whisper in the quiet stillness? Will we ever hear His call in our rushed state of mind and being? 

After it quit singing, I continued to sit quietly, thinking about what we might be missing out on? Are we drowning out the voice of God with media? Radio? Television? Games? Cell phones? Pandora? Playlists? Movies? Are we missing His voice because we're busy as a bee, scuttling to and from this event or that extra-curricular activity, working over-time, or running endless errands? 

Are we missing His tug because we're too busy and 
our world is just too noisy? 

I wonder how God must feel when we continually crowd Him out of our days. I know we cannot make time stand still, but I am challenged to do better. I'm challenged to make myself be still somewhere in my day so I can be intentional about listening for His voice. Won't you join me?

Try it for seven days. Let's see what a difference it might make in our lives? What exciting things would we have to share with one another if we took this challenge seriously and made it a lifestyle. Just a side note for others: If we don't answer the phone on the first ring tomorrow or show up on time for the next PTA or staff meeting, we might just be practicing the art of being still - before the King

I'll catch up with you later~

Tuesday, May 23, 2017

When God Says "Enough!"

"The LORD will give strength unto his people; the LORD will bless his people with peace."  
Psalms 29:11

I've written lately about the storms of life and such...about how life is hard and even ugly sometimes. For instance, some days we have to count the lemons until were able to count the blessings again. Then, there was the post about God not "saving the day" but He saves us through our days.  Oh, and I can't quickly forget the post written about being hidden in Him until the storm is over. I'm reminded through all this, that I CAN make it through those dark, ugly moments in life. Yes, they will come but I can overcome...and so can you.

Yesterday, my thoughts began to shift into another vein of God's faithfulness. I was thinking about Job and how God allowed Satan to make Job's life miserable on every level. It's hard to fathom how a God who loves us so deeply would allow us to go through those times in which we feel we'll never make it. Job was a man that "was perfect and upright, and one that feared God, and eschewed evil." (Job 1:1) Yet...God allowed Satan to do anything to him, with the exception of killing him, to prove to Satan that Job was the real-deal. That seems so crazy, and even warped, to our human minds, huh? 

I think about situations in my own life and the lives of those I hold near and dear in my heart. I don't always understand exactly what the Lord is doing. Often times, it doesn't make a lick of sense in my mind. I know the scripture that says it rains on the just and unjust, but sometimes it seems like torrential downpours that just won't let up. A continual pounding for the faithful, devoted, child of God. How could this be? Why? Where's God at? Why won't He hurry up and answer? We're all good at questioning and crying out to God to ease the pain and suffering, aren't we? Lord, please answer our prayers! QUICK!

What if this time it's a case of God giving the devil permission to bombard us because He trusts us to be able to handle it? That puts things in quite a different perspective, doesn't it? There is still pain, we still fear, we still long for it to be over and behind us....but somehow we have to know that God has us in the palm of His hand even in the storm. He is not short concerning His promises and He always has His eyes upon us. That brings hope even in the midst of the storms, my friend. 

In the darkest, loneliest night, when our strength is all but vanished...

God suddenly whispers, "Enough is enough!" 

BAM!!! Just like He spoke in the very beginning of time and there was light; God says "Enough!" and the storm is over. IMMEDIATELY! The devil can't argue with that. He may be allotted a time to buffet us, but then his time is up. All the drama he conjured up during that time, is suddenly ceased and there is blessed peace. Not only is there peace, but God restores and blesses above and beyond. It's almost as if we're payed back because we made it through. Sweet restoration.

He didn't bless Job again with the same things Satan took away either, no God restored above and beyond what was taken away during Job's dark storm. He's no respecter of persons either, He'll do the same for us! 

When we feel we're in those times of intense pounding, when the storms seems to beat us down, while we may be assured that the enemy of our soul is on the loose, we can rest assured knowing God is present. He is in control. We just need to keep standing, praying and living like we know to do. And, if it is indeed a time when God has permitted the devil an opportunity to try us, we can be sure that there IS going to be a moment when He whispers, "Enough is enough!" and all will be well again. 

Indeed, friend, get ready for the blessings to start pouring down upon you instead. It's a beautiful ending to a season of dark, chaotic storms. This stormy season hasn't been the end of your story, or mine, it's merely the beginning of beautifully, planned, season of restoration - made possible by the Lord of the storm. 

Let's put our umbrella's away and dance together in the drizzle. God has said, "Enough."

Thursday, May 18, 2017

Just Write - The Gift


I love to write. I cannot keep from writing. When I'm not writing, I'm thinking about, listening and watching for something to write about. (I love college-ruled paper and black pens...and my trusty laptop which helps me write and edit with ease.) People joke with me and say, "Write about that!" 

I received a special heart-gift this week from a friend which included a book entitled, "Just Write." It makes me happy to write. When I have writers block, I'm a miserable creature. I have been blessed with an insatiable desire to write words. Yet, it doesn't matter to me if I ever produce a best seller. I'm not interested in a novel on the top of any readers list. I don't need fame, fortune, etc. - that's not what gratifies me. 

What I desire most when I write is for the words I pen to enter the heart of a reader somewhere out there and for that person's heart to be encouraged, inspired and turned toward God. Because, after all, the most important aspect of our lives is the soul part that will live eternally. I write to encourage and uplift those souls. (I write on some days to do that to my own weary soul.)

What makes writing worthwhile to me?

It's not about how many "likes" I get on Facebook or having someone "tweet" one of my originals. Although those things might be a tad bit exciting when they do happen, that's not what it's all about.  I often share the three steps I've come up with and use in my writing process, "1) Just write it, 2) click publish and 3) pray for God to let it reach whomever may need it."

When I follow those steps, God does amazing things. Just today, I received a text from someone who said, "Your post yesterday was for me, thanks." It's at times like that when I feel God is looking down on me with a smile or giving me a quick wink. Occasionally, I'll receive a message or comment on Facebook thanking me for posting and how it had been just what that person had needed that day. It's in moments like these that I feel blessed to be able to pen words and get my thoughts down on paper. When someone comments on my blog and says, "I didn't think of it that way. Thanks for sharing your perspective." It is inspiring to me.  Oh, how I love it when God allows the gift He's given me to bless the hearts of others. 

However, I know it's not all about me. If I never receive interaction on anything I write ever again, that's OK. It's about the gift. It's about the God who's given the gift. It's about sharing the gift. It's about that gift touching the life of a sister (or brother) out there who might be struggling and in need of some encouragement. It's about that sweet soul being uplifted and inspired to keep on putting one foot in front of the other as they walk toward God...whether I ever find out or not.  

That, my friend, is why I write. Why. I. Love. To. Write. The gift.

Thanks to each of you who have blessed me with a glimpse of how my gift has touched your life. It's always so encouraging. Also, I'd like to thank those of you who silently read. Keep reading, please! And to those who encourage me to WRITE and help support me in my endeavors...thank you. I am one blessed girl! Writing brings me such joy.

Until next time...I'm glad you stopped by. Keep your eyes on Jesus and share your gifts. You can do it! Together, we can make it. Jesus is coming soon! Until then...I'll JUST WRITE and share my gift with whomever the Lord brings onto this path. Blessings~

Wednesday, May 17, 2017

He Saves Me

We're all aware, we've all seen or read about it, the types of cartoons and stories where a super-hero flies in with a mask on and his cape fluttering in the wind as he enters a troublesome scene to "save the day." Yes!!! Who doesn't love a hero!?

Have you ever had that scene creep into the desires of your own real-life situations? Have you ever just wanted someone to sweep right in and save the day for you? I'm sure we've all been there at one time or another. Trouble is real. Grief is undeniable. Hurt is inevitable. Life can be tough!

We send prayers Heavenward in hopes of some relief. We trust God and expect Him to answer. We know He will. He's promised to take care of us, to see to our needs and to hear our every call. And...we stand upon those promises. We look for Him to sweep in and save the day. YET...

Sometimes He answers - and it's not what we thought it would look like. In the middle of our trying circumstances, He might not fly in and throw whatever "it" is far away in order to save us. In our difficult relationships, He might not go on the hunt for the "bad" guys and totally annihilate them on our behalf. He might not do any of those remarkable things we can imagine a super-hero to do. 

As I was thinking about all this, this simple thought came to my mind:


When God doesn't save the day, He saves me!

Need some Biblical examples? Consider Noah, he went through the flood. Moses, he went through all sorts of situations with the children of Israel. Joseph went through multiple occasions when he probably wished the Lord would have saved the day. What about Paul? There are many more examples, but in every situation, God was there for His child while they were going thru.

I'm reminded of the verse that sums it up so well. Words spoken by Jesus:


"These things I have spoken unto you, that in me ye might have peace. In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world." 
John 16:33


On our most desperate days, when we feel we can't make it another mile, our Hero tells us to be of good cheer. He gives us peace. He provides the strength for us to keep walking. He shines bright so we can see the pathway ahead. Let's be encouraged today - and tomorrow - and the next day. God might not always save us from our situations, my friend, but He saves us - every time.

Monday, May 15, 2017

Counting Lemons

"Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: 
thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness..." 
Psalms 30:11

Lemons....

They have a reputation for being sour. Tasting a lemon often results in a grimace on ones face. How many times have we sat across the table from a little boy or girl and laughed at their response to being "treated" to a lemon? 

We don't usually like sour things, do we? 

Sometimes I get side-tracked when things in life begin to go hay-wire. Do you? Maybe it starts with something seemingly small and even insignificant, which might leave me feeling small and insignificant. It shouldn't "break" me down; yet, there I am...responding to the sour taste in my mouth. Hey, I'll be the first to admit, I don't always pass the tests first time around. 

There comes a time, after what seems like continual flying lemons for days, when I feel myself start to weaken and buckle under the weight of it all. Ever been there? I'm sure if you're reading this, you have. It happens to us all at one time or another. The tears flow like rivers. Our hearts hurt. We don't understand. Maybe we want to fight, or perhaps run away and hide. I tend to do the latter. No, I'm not proud of the fact, that's just how I respond more often than not. The Lord's working on me!

It happens somewhere between a meltdown and when I begin to let the Lord step in to comfort me and help me look at things from a different perspective. Somewhere along the way I must choose to do something with those lemons which are making my day miserable and leaving me with a grimace on my own face...and like it.

During those weak moments, the enemy adds fuel to the fire - often leaving us feeling rejected and unloved. All lies! Yes, he's super-good at throwing out his own arsenal of lemon-bombs. It's the "kick 'em while they're down" concept. And, although we know better; sometimes we fall for his tricks - yes, in spite of knowing the truth. 

So what do you do with all those lemons you're left holding? We all know the answer to that age old question: we make lemonade. Or lemon something. Anything! Will it be easy? No, I'm not saying it will be easy-peasy to squeeze those lemons into something good. It takes time and effort to juice a lemon! Anything is possible with the Lord though. Right?! Somewhere between the meltdown and standing tall again, we must allow the Lord to wrap us up. He doesn't like for us to hurt or to think of ourselves as "less than" - especially since He's proven otherwise many, many times. 

I was thinking about the lemon Mary and Martha dealt with when Lazarus died. What a sour moment for them! Jesus came on the scene and wept with them, but then said, "Take ye away the stone." (John 11:39) Yes, He turned their sour situation into a sweet delight. He turned their grief and mourning into dancing, laughter and joy. He can do the same thing with our lemons too, my friend. It is His desire and good pleasure.

He'll never sit across the table from us and laugh at our response to something that seems to take our breath away.

What's better than lemonade on a hot, humid, summer day? Can't you just envision that large, cold glass of pale-yellow, refreshing, deliciousness? It can't happen without those sour lemons we'd rather not deal with! When it feels like there aren't many blessings to count...we can begin again by counting lemons.

Dear God -
During those less-than-desirable
moments in life, when I'm not holding it
together too well, please hold me close
and help me deal with the lemons -
until you've stepped in and
made something better
out of them.
Help me to remember, I can
always count on You!