It's about paying attention to God in the moments of life, growing in gratitude, receiving His extravagant love, and learning to love others with that same love. It's about letting go of my old ways of living and learning to walk in the joyous freedom that can only be found in Christ. I must allow truth penetrate into the deepest parts of my soul knowing that truth in me will also awaken truth in others.
Subscribe to this blog
Follow by Email
The blessing of a fall
Been listening to Laura Story's song, Blessing.... it's made me think.
I was preparing to lead worship for a spiritual retreat next week. Worshiping with my heart, singing loudly while my sweet husband gave me the afternoon off to prepare. Headphones on, I was in the Spirit.
What if your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if the thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You're near
What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise....
I was thinking about those words, asking Father for grace to trust Him even when the blessings as I know them aren't as evident.
The wood stairs were slippery. Carrying garbage downstairs, I slipped, hitting my tailbone so hard I laid on our floor almost in tears. That was about twenty minutes after that prayer.
I've been asking the question, what is it like to live life present, awake, cognizant in heart and mind,to what God is doing in my life and in the lives of others..... And the Lord gives me opportunities each day to experience further what that means. The pain that I am now in because of the fall is awakening me to a deeper sense of His presence.
I can barely move without sighing, aching, borderline-screaming... My sweet daughter tied my shoes this morning for our morning walk (not run this morning). My kids are studying the skeletal system. I told them that I was a real live experiment to show them how intricate our bodies are and how much we need each part. I'm moving carefully, not in my usual-Jenn fashion. Quick and hare-like.... a bit careless perhaps.
Blessing. This is blessing. To know Him in this moment. To trust Him for each movement of my body.
In less than a week we travel and I have to sit on a plane for 12 hours.... it's faith I need right now. To trust that I'll be able to have more movement than that of an eighty year old (which is what I feel like right now.)
To think, I was just asking God, what blessing He had in store for me today?
"you who seek God, let your hearts revive..." Psalm 69:33
It all happened so suddenly. One day we were talking about her. Two days later she was gone.
I was just with her Friday afternoon! My son lamented. How can she be gone? The emotions of this past week have been more down then up, and my son says, "I'm not sad at the right times." As if we can control this complex emotion we call sadness.
We have sat in the pain though. We have pressed in and we're better for it. Life for now cannot be as usual. A friend is gone. Too soon according to us. We didn't have enough time to learn about this young 13 year old with a vivacious personality so colorful that sometimes people didn't know what to do with such vulnerability and such freedom. In many ways she was older than her years, in other ways she was just a girl wondering if people could accept her just the way she was.
We all just want to know if someone will take us as we are. Growing up is so hard to do.
How do we live in the tension of grief and a life that remains t…
Rain falls on my soul today.
I wake this morning to an email from my youngest's math teacher. E is a conscientious student whose efforts to please often go unnoticed. He has given up his seat more than a few times this past year for other students and opted to sit in a much less comfortable place in the classroom. His teacher bought him a desk to give him a permanent place, but he gave that desk up, too for a corner at the edge of another crowded table. His teacher wants to give Elijah the desk and asks if we will accept it as a gift for a student who actually loves learning math. (who knew this was possible?) Tears rolling down I cannot believe that a teacher would notice my boy who is always willing to share his seat. We tell my son this morning. We also include that while we are so blessed by his generous heart we also want him to know that we love him just because.
We all figure out ways to give and get love and I must tell my son before this becomes his only mode for life. I…
Eyes of God look upon me. I am weak, often faith-less, floundering to believe in your goodness, wanting to trust; actually I'm just a child. Eyes of God, do you see?
We sit this morning around the table, regrouping after a busy season of ministry. Gathering around the breakfast table over buckwheat pancakes and whatever else I can collect from our nearly empty fridge (which is a sure sign of busyness), we sigh and enjoy being together again.
We have a friend's son for the week and we are so happy to have four kids around the table again. Missing our college boy today. Face Time makes the heart full, and as I wonder about his new hairstyle I can't help but feel that ache in my heart for his presence in our home.
What's God been showing you these days?We ask the kids. Three teens and a tween, and we expect that God is showing up in their lives.
God sees me,my thoughtful sixteen year old almost immediately responds. He whispered that to me this week when you were away, Mo…