Archive for June, 2012

Say Thank-You

Friday, June 29th, 2012

This morning I read Psalm 147—a passage teeming with truth and with reassurance that God is completely trustworthy. Prefacing the litany of reasons to praise Him, the Psalmist issues an observation:  “How good to sing praises to our God! How delightful and how fitting!” A few verses later, he writes, “Sing out your thanks to the Lord; sing praises to our God with a harp” (v. 7).

And so, I’m going to do what he says. Today, I’m saying thanks for two new girlfriends—local ministry leaders who face similar pressures. Together we’ve agreed to be meet monthly to pray for each other’s marriages, family members, and ministries.

We all feel compelled to do this. We’ve all been thrust into a ministry that requires much of us in time and personal sacrifice, and we all feel as though God is on the verge of doing something extraordinary. We want Him to accomplish His purposes in and through us, and we want to be totally in tune with His Spirit’s promptings at all times so we don’t fritter time away or chase opportunities that are good but not necessarily His choice for us at this time.

I’m thankful for these women who are bent on wholly following God and for their influence in my life. For what or for who are you thankful today?

Fill in the blank: “I am thankful for ______________________________.”

The Trouble with My Tongue

Monday, June 25th, 2012

Sometimes my tongue speaks before my brain kicks into gear. It starts to wag and spouts stuff like, “Why in the world did you do that?” or “What were you thinking?”

If I don’t catch it soon enough, it complains about the rain or whines about my workload. Occasionally it slips a juicy tidbit about someone.

Yes, my tongue can be a real pain sometimes. It has the potential to discourage and hurt other people, but it also has the potential of doing just the opposite.

When it behaves itself, it brings hope and instills courage. It plants dreams in others’ hearts, and it spurs them on to good deeds.

My tongue isn’t very pretty. In fact, it’s rather small and odd-looking, but oh, the power it wields. My desire is for that power to be used in a good way—to bless others and bring a smile to God’s face. And so my prayer each morning is this:

“Take control of what I say, O Lord, and guard my lips” (Psalm 141:2).

I whisper this prayer and then trust God to answer it. When I’m tempted to say something I shouldn’t, I often hear His voice warning me to pause and ponder first, or to refrain altogether. Most of the time I heed His warning, although I’m embarrassed to say I ignore it occasionally. Doing so always brings regrets.

Yes, my tongue is an interesting character. A bit tough to tame, but full of potential. Knowing its tendencies, I think this little prayer is a good one to apply every morning for the rest of my life. How about you? Can you relate?

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God’s Word Meets Reality

Friday, June 22nd, 2012

View from a castle in Poland

In 10 days, I’ll board a Boeing 747 and fly to Romania where my husband and I will lead a team of 11 North Americans to minister among young adults living with life-threatening illnesses. This is the fourth time we’ve done this, and we can hardly wait to see our Romanian friends again.

When our time there ends, we’ll host an evangelistic family camp in Poland. We’ve made warm and wonderful friendships there, too, and are excited to return. An open suitcase lies on our bed as I fill it with little gifts to leave behind.

The last couple of months have been crazy-busy. I’ve traveled often for speaking engagements, blowing in and out of the local airport on a weekly basis. It’s only been six days since my last return—barely enough time to touch down and regroup before taking off again.

In the midst of getting ready to leave, I read these Scriptures. I love, love, love how the Holy Spirit knows what we need when we need it most:

“You see me when I travel and when I rest at home. You know everything I do. You know what I am going to say even before I say it, LORD. You go before me and follow me. You place your hand of blessing on my head. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too great for me to understand! I can never escape from your Spirit. I can never get away from your presence!” (Psalm 139:3-7)

What a beautiful reminder of God’s presence as I do what He’s called me to do. It’s as though these Scriptures are custom-designed for me right now.

Have you had a similar experience when God’s Word seemed perfectly matched for your situation? If so, I’d love to hear about it!

What Not To Do When Feeling Discouraged

Monday, June 18th, 2012

What’s your tendency when feeling discouraged?

Do you dive into a pound of chocolate or a bag of potato chips? Maybe you go for a long walk or pour out your heart on paper in your journal. Perhaps you call a friend and tell her what’s happening in your life. Or maybe you withdraw and place yourself in solitary confinement.

I’ll be honest—I’ve done all of the above. Some of those methods work for me. They help me gain fresh perspective and clarity.

Some of them backfire. Take chips and chocolate, for instance. They taste good in the moment, but invariably I later regret indulging. Withdrawing from others and placing myself in solitary confinement doesn’t work well either.

Perhaps I should clarify that thought before going any further: Withdrawing from others for the sake of listening for God’s voice in light of  discouragement is a good thing. Perhaps discouragement is self-inflicted, and taking time to seek His guidance will show us where we need to change.

However, we might intentionally or unintentionally seek solitary confinement for the wrong reasons:

  • We believe others don’t care about our situation, so we need to figure it out on our own.
  • We subconsciously enjoy self-pity parties and find warped pleasure in wallowing in our misery.
  • We feel completely overwhelmed by our circumstances and don’t even know where to begin talking to someone about them.
  • We don’t want to bother anyone with our troubles because everyone has enough of their own.

Placing ourselves into solitary confinement for the wrong reasons when feeling discouraged puts us into a bad place emotionally, mentally, and spiritually.

Elijah made that mistake after Queen Jezebel issued a death threat (1 Kings 19:1-4). “Elijah was afraid and fled for his life. He went to Beersheba, a town in Judah, and he left his servant there. Then he went on alone into the wilderness, traveling all day. He sat down under a solitary broom tree and prayed that he might die. ..”

Why, I wonder, did Elijah leave his servant behind and wander into the wilderness alone when he needed a companion’s encouragement?  More than solitary confinement, he needed a helper, a friend, someone who could listen and perhaps offer a fresh perspective. Someone who could ensure he would drink enough water, eat properly, and get much-needed rest. Someone to pray with him and for him as he walked through the wilderness that day. Someone to speak truth into his life rather than allow him to focus on the negative. Instead, he chose to navigate his despair alone, and he ended up in a bad place emotionally, mentally, and spiritually.

Let’s take a lesson from Elijah’s life. Next time we feel discouraged, let’s not isolate ourselves from others unless we’re honestly seeking God’s input and need silent space to do so. Instead, let’s enlist others to pray for us. Let’s seek wise counsel. Let’s eat properly, get enough rest, and exercise our bodies so we can function well. Doing so will keep us heading the right direction and give us strength for the journey. Your thoughts?

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A Prayer that Brings a Guaranteed “Yes”

Friday, June 8th, 2012

I was in sixth grade when I developed a huge crush on a classmate named Grant. His presence made my heart flutter and my face flush.

I longed for the feelings to be mutual, and so my daily prayer sounded something like this: “Dear God, please make Grant like me.” If we happened to be in the same vicinity when I handed God this request, I’d often add a postscript: “I’m going to count to 10. If Grant looks at me before I stop counting, then I’ll know You’ve answered my prayer. Amen.”

The postscript backfired more times than I care to remember, and I’d count to 15 or 20 to give Grant more time to respond and give God the benefit of my doubt. How gracious of me!

My sixth grade prayer sorely lacked power and purpose. Sadly, many of our adult prayers fall into the same category because we’re too focused on our own wants and agendas to be in tune with God’s heart. Then we wonder why our prayers aren’t being answered as we wish!

Here’s a prayer that brings a guaranteed yes: “Father, please give me wisdom.”

When King Solomon began his reign , the Lord appeared to him in a dream and asked, “What do you want? Ask, and I will give it to you” (1 Kings 3:5). Solomon admitted his feelings of inadequacy for the task and replied, “Give me an understanding heart so that I can govern your people well and know the difference between right and wrong. For who by himself is able to govern this great people of yours?”

Solomon’s request pleased the Lord. He replied, “I will give you a wise and understanding heart such as no one else has had or ever will have” (v. 10,12).

Wow – God didn’t give Solomon just a pinch of wisdom. He gave him an entire  truckload! How’s that for a positive answer to a simple prayer request?

I pray for wisdom every day…

  • to know how to relate to my adult children and their spouses
  • to know how to be a grandmother who leaves a lasting legacy
  • to know how to be the best wife I can be
  • to know how to use my time most effectively
  • to know when to say yes and when to say no to the plethora of requests that come my way
  • to know what to teach at women’s retreats and conferences
  • to know what to write for my blog and newsletter, for articles and for books.

When I pray for wisdom, I know God will answer my prayer. He’ll do the same for you. He wants you to succeed in life, and He longs to give you the tools to do so. He doesn’t expect you to figure out life on your own.

Have a good day, my friend. Take a moment, if you would, to share what you need wisdom for today. I’ll pray for you.

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The Secret to a Restful Sleep (it’s not meds)

Monday, June 4th, 2012

How many times have you tossed and turned because your mind wouldn’t shut down at night?

Perhaps you’re worried about your kids. They’re sick or struggling in school, making lousy choices and refusing to heed your warnings, hurting over a broken relationship, or struggling with indecision about their future.

Maybe you’re scared about your own future. A job lay-off looms, or your marriage is practically non-existent.  The doc wants to see you because a recent x-ray showed a mass. You’re supposed to relocate for work but you haven’t been able to sell your house yet and your finances are maxed out.

My husband traveled frequently for work when our kids were preschoolers. I dreaded his trips. Thieves had broken into our home once, and that experience left me afraid to spend the night without him to protect our family. And so, every time Gene was out of town, I tossed and turned—unable to sleep because I feared a stranger or two or three might enter our home and strike again.

I recall one night in particular. Lack of sleep had left me exhausted. I knew I couldn’t continue this way and properly care for my kids the next morning. In desperation, I flipped open my Bible. A verse popped off the page, reminding me that, unless the Lord watched my home, the night watchman stayed awake in vain.

That was an “aha” moment for me. It was as though God said, “Go to sleep, Grace. I’m watching your home. Do you trust Me?” I turned off the bedside lamp, rolled over, and fell asleep. I’ve never struggled in the same way since.

Psalm 121:1-5a offers similar encouragement: “I look up to the mountains—does my help come from there? My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth! He will not let you stumble; the one who watches over you will not slumber. Indeed, he who watches over Israel never slumbers or sleeps. The Lord himself watches over you!”

Therein lies the secret to a restful sleep. No matter what we’re worried about, we can trust our cares to God knowing these things:

  • God—creator of heaven and earth—is our source of help. If He breathed the universe and all it contains into being, then we can trust Him to give us the strength and help we need to face our tough stuff.
  • God never slumbers or sleeps. He doesn’t take a nap and then wake up to discover that—oh my goodness—something went terribly wrong on the earth while He rested His eyelids. We can sleep because He doesn’t.

How does this thought encourage you today?

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My Secret to Dealing with the Day’s Stress

Friday, June 1st, 2012

How many of you feel pressure or stress right now? I do.

May turned out to be maintenance month for physical health, it seems. This week held a treadmill stress test for my heart, blood tests, two physio appointments, and a doctor’s follow-up appointment. These tests resulted in my being scheduled for a cat-scan and an ultrasound later this month. Even as I write this, my husband is having a skin cancer lesion removed. Thankfully the doc thinks it’s non-invasive.

This weekend Gene and I will train 23 volunteers who are heading overseas with International Messengers in the summer. Besides teaching, I’ll be preparing three meals for everyone. That means I need to do the shopping this afternoon. Besides that, my house is still in chaos after being painted this week, so I’m snatching minutes here and there to unpack boxes. And I have several people waiting for email responses re: upcoming speaking engagements.

Everyone feels pressure or stress at some time or other. It may be caused by physical health issues. It might be due to finances, a tough relationship, or conflict at work. It might be due to having unrealistic expectations placed on you. Whatever the cause, pressure or stress can drain the life outta us.

Today I woke knowing that spending time alone with the Lord before beginning my day was absolutely non-negotiable. Human tendency told me to skip it because, after all, my to-do list was a mile long and I’d never reach the end if I didn’t tackle it the moment I rolled from bed. But I rejected that thought, poured a cup of coffee, grabbed my Bible, and found an empty space on my favorite loveseat. Buried behind packing boxes, I met with God and found my soul restored.

Psalm 119: 143 says, “As pressure and stress bear down on me, I find joy in your commands.” That’s my verse for the weekend. When fatigue hits, I’ll draw my joy from spending time in God’s Word reading about His love and faithfulness. I’ll also draw joy from His literal commands—to give thanks, to serve others gladly, and to keep my thoughts on Him. When Sunday rolls around, I’ll find joy in obeying His command to rest.

How about you? How are you doing, my friend? And how does this verse encourage you?

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