Should You Stumble Upon Us

This is a place to record happenings in the everyday life of us: things the Lord is teaching-just a journal of sorts, trying to capture moments so we can look back and remember what the Lord has done.

Thursday, March 12, 2015

Like Father Like Son, Cherished and Nourished

When my husband takes me away, from the chaos of life, to the mountains and water, to be alone with him, I know I am cherished.  I wouldn't choose to be alone with me.  I can be quite irritable and self-focused.  He loves anyway and pushes through hard.

When he plans trips to art museums and mineral science museums, when he'd probably rather sit on the bench outside, he is sacrificially loving, dying to his own will, to pour love upon an incredibly undeserving and sinful wife.   He gets me alone with him and nourishes and cares for me in ways  that he can't when all the other roles and responsibilities of life are in his day.

Years ago, everything inside of him told him I would reject him if he prayed for me.  He died to his self-will and fear of rejection and followed after God's own heart.  He would tell you he stumbled and fumbled around.  I would tell you I have never seen a man so strong.  God has used my husband's prayers to break strongholds in my life, to set the record straight that I am loved and cherished and a daughter of God, and to give me a clear view of God's priorities for my life.

My Father does the same...

When my Father draws me away, from the chaos of life, to be with Him, to learn to know Him better, I know I am cherished.
When I was a baby Christian, He would wake me at all hours of the night and draw me unto Himself.  I would go to work very tired, but every lost hour of sleep was more-than worth it, to begin to know this Father who saved me.  As He drew me unto Himself, I knew I was cherished.  I wouldn't wake myself to spend time with me. I don't see myself as all that fun to be around at 3:00 am.  But God knows His creation and His children and loves them anyway.

My friends will often ask, "Why in the world do you wake up at "such and such a time"?

Here's the secret:  God wakes me and draws me, and I've never ever missed the sleep that I once thought I couldn't do without.

To be cherished and nourished by my Father and my husband is a precious gift that I receive joyfully. I know I don't deserve it.  But they love anyway.






Thursday, November 27, 2014

Give Thanks in ALL Things-Really?

As I started the trek outside of town, I gave thanks for the snowflakes on my arm..."Beautiful Run. Thank you for the snow,"  I prayed.

As I hit one of my favorite spots on my run, I stopped for a quick picture.  "Beautiful trees.  Thank you for the view,"  I prayed.
As I turned toward home, the wind hit my face, snow started covering me from head to toe.  I started getting cold.  "Thank you for the warmth of my fireplace that awaits.  Thank you for my cozy home," I prayed.

As I neared the end of my run, I came to a crossroads.  I could turn to the left, which would mean a flat, relatively easy run home.  Or, I could choose to keep running straight forward, which would mean one last hill to climb.  
I chose to turn left, but God whispered, "Don't go that way.  Go forward.  Climb the hill."  So, as I reluctantly made my way up that  hill, snow covered, cold, and water pouring out of my eyes and nose, I prayed, "For what do I give thanks in this?"  
And God answered, 
"Me.  Give thanks for Me. Give thanks that you're found in Me."

 God was continuing to teach me the lesson that goes far deeper than a snowy run.  He was deepening my understanding of what it means to  "choose His way over my own" and to "choose Him over the gifts He gives".  I was learning that  even in the hard, even in the disappointments, even in the gut-wrenching, crying, waterproof-wearing mascara days, that I can say, 
"Thank you, God, for THIS." 
 He was reminding me to  "give thanks in all things", for our hope rests in Him Alone.  
Not in circumstances:  positive or negative.  Not in People:  encouraging or critical.
But Him.



So thankful for GRACE that enables one to choose HARD.  
Would never do it on my own.
So thankful for GRACE that enables one to choose to remain under trial.  
Would never do it on my own. 
So thankful for GRACE that enables one to choose God's way over his own.  
Would always choose my own way.
So thankful that I have a Father who keeps me.  
For I cannot keep myself.
So thankful to REST in God.  
For anxiously pursuing anything outside of Him brings anxiety.
Thankful to be found in Him.  
For He saved me by grace.
THANKFUL.


Tuesday, November 4, 2014

He Knows

Because God knows, even when we don't...

Journal entry~Written November 10, 2008  (written 9 months before Gabriel and Ana were born)

Dear Lord~
I didn't really think I'd be having these thoughts tonight.  What if I can't do this, Lord?!  What if I can't be a mommy to four children?  Lord, you know my limits.  I struggle being a working mom with 2 children.  The house.  My job. It's just so overwhelming right now.  I know someday I'll see.  I know you are calling me to walk by faith.  Gabriel Jonathan and Ana Grace.  Will they become real?  Lord, please help my unbelief.  Help my distrust.  I want to be at peace, Lord.  Yes, I want a baby (or babies).  Lord, grant me peace, I pray.  Hebrews 11:1 Now faith is being certain of what we hope for, certain of what we do not see.  Hope that is seen is no hope at all.
...Be strong and courageous.  Do not fear.  This battle is not yours to fight.  Be still and know that I am your Lord.