Was today Monday?

Ever feel like it’s a Monday instead of Humpday?
Our feet hit the ground running…..fast!
God was in all that we were allowed to participate in today…..in the middle of it, providing in ways I can’t begin to describe.  Isn’t HE good?
Today was filled with surprises, hardships and love.
Today was a God day.

I took my camera to the 7:30 football game Tuesday night and borrowed a friend’s flash hoping to get some great shots.  I couldn’t get the silly flash to fire.  Don’t know what I was doing wrong!  UGH!  So no photos to share tonight.

Just basking in my Beth Moore bible study, The Patriarchs, and feeling his all-consuming love tonight.
IN HIM,


The ministry of mediocrity

I listened to Focus on the Family today and heard Trish Berg who wrote Rattled talk about what she calls the Ministry of Mediocrity.  What she said rang so true to my heart.  In her voice I heard my own.  And I remembered having talked with women about his time and time again.

My question:  What impression do you leave on someone when they enter your house or meet you?
Is it one that makes the person feel like they don’t measure up or do you present an image that is real?

What do you feel like when you walk into a spotless house?
Do you feel “less than” in some way?

When walk into a house with toys on the floor, laundry spinning in the laundry room and the morning’s dishes in the sink do you breathe a sigh of relief thinking, “Ah, someone who’s life is like mine?”

When you run into a friend at the grocery store who’s hair is in a sloppy pony tail do you feel relieved because you look about the same way?

What does the way we act say to others?
The image we present to the world and especially to other women?

“You must be perfect too.”
or
“Hey, there is no perfect, there’s just me.  Let’s grab a coke!”

Think about it…..


Storms and Blessings and Friends

We have a very good friend who lives here:
Isn’t her house beautiful?

And she has this beautiful gorgeous stunning thing in her yard:
Come to mama!!

And lots of these this time of year:

We’re blessed to be able to enjoy her yard during the summer.
There are lots of these around:


And these:

And her yard has cool things you just don’t have when four children run around all the time:
(I often go there to remember what it’s like to be an adult)

The day before yesterday we had a sudden severe storm sweep through our neighborhood/community and lightening struck a tree in her front yard.  This is what lightening looks like when it runs down a BIG tree…..




Here’s the hole the lightening bolt made beside the tree where all the shards are in the above photo:
Freaky huh??

Here’s another angle of the way the lightening bolt ripped the bark from the tree:

One of the scariest things about all of this was that the tree is only this far away from the house:

And sent these all over the yard:




Today a tree guy took the tree out for her saying that it would certainly die, nothing much can survive a strike like that I guess.

I stood in awe yesterday of God’s power, his might and his protection over this sweet couple’s house.

And I just had to share!
IN HIM,


Today and hormones

Today was just one of those days I woke up funky.  We had planned to go see the free movie “Surf’s Up” with friends and then spend the day at the lake.  What I really wanted to do was hide in a hole and growl.  That sounded like fun, huh?  The movie was really cute though and after we got to the lake I read in Revelations for a while.  I love Revelations.  It’s so graphic, mysterious and awesome!  I can just see Jesus’ feet shining like bronze, his hair while as snow and his eyes like fire.  COOL!!

By the end of the day (now) I’m feeling better after a nice day at the lake, grilled hamburgers and fun with friends.  I prayed hard all day for the Lord to calm my raging hormones.  Ugh.  Don’t you hate those things?  I wonder what hormones were like BEFORE the fall?  It had to be a piece of cake, maybe even enjoyable!

Now I find myself in the camper under our carport with all three children sleeping as I blog.  The rain gently falls on the driveway as the crickets and night time bugs hum away outside.  I’m getting ready to catch some Zzzz’s too.  Maybe tomorrow will be hormone free!

I also would like all of you praying sisters out there to lift up someone really special in my life.  I can’t tell you who right now and I can’t tell you what but her family is sitting pretty for a miracle (as Beth Moore says).  And they need one, well…..three, really!  If the Lord leads will you please lift up my special someone in prayer?

I’ll keep you posted on the miracles I just know God is going to give them.

As always….only in Him…


Something to think about….

“Anything we have to manipulate to get we seldom get to keep.”
quoted by Beth Moore in her study The Patriarchs


Chasing us down

Some of you who keep up with my blog know that I do a lot of Beth Moore bible studies.  God uses her to minister to me in a very special way right now and has for the last 2-3 years of my life.  Different people have ministered to me in different times of my life.  Charles Stanley when I first became a Christian, then Joyce Meyer, TD Jakes and many others.  But God uses Beth right now.  Sometimes I want to reach through the video and hug that dear woman.  I love her passion for God, for Jesus and for his children.

This morning I got up a few minutes before the rest of the family.  I’ve got quite a few photos to edit and when I came across this one I was reminded of the way God hunts us down.  Passionately and insistently he chases after us until he wins our hearts.  Words can’t even describe the depth of my gratitude over his pursuit.  “Thank you dear sweet precious Jesus for hunting me down.  Go after every one of my children with your intense desire for them.”


May you feel pursued today!!!!!


Beautiful colors in broken vessels

I love light.  Maybe it’s the photographer in me, maybe the Jesus in me, maybe both.  I just know I love to watch the way sunlight plays in the evenings.  I love the warmth of the sun at that time of day.  I’m not a morning person but I know if I was I’d love the morning light too.

Last night I took my camera outside to play with my new lens.  It was one of those warm spring evenings where the sun still cast long shadows across our yard as it was disappearing behind the trees.

These pictures of my daughter’s chalk box made me think of God.  And it made me think of myself.  I’m amazed at how beautiful the colors are inside  of us even though they are contained in broken vessels.  When we accept Christ he gives us a new heart (a beautiful sparky colorful one).  I can rest in knowing my heart is good.  But only because it was given to me by Him.



Hoping you can rest in Him today
Julie


GOD’S PROVISION, STARWARS & BAD WORDS

I stayed home from church today while my hubbie went with child # 2 and 3.  My friend, Andrea,
had driven in from NC to visit for Thanksgiving so this gave me a
little more time with her and a much needed break from serving, rushing
around to get ready, plus a little down time.

My oldest son
stayed home with me along with the baby.  He's been angry lately
for reasons we've yet to uncover and had been acting out this
morning.  So I decided to let him stay home with me thinking a
little mommy time was what he might need.  Well mommy time turned
into God time as He was so gracious to give me some insight into #1's
anger this morning.

We were writing down the names of children
he'd like to invite to his birthday party when he got very frustrated
saying he couldn't do it and that it had to be perfect.  (He'd
messed up on one letter out of 6 names.)  This led into no one at
school liking him.

Immediately God quickened my heart to the
lies he was believing.  First of all, no one but Jesus was perfect
and second, he could write very well and he has lots of
friends.   So, we sat down the pen and paper we went into the
den to snuggle on the couch.  This was one of those parenting
moments where I knew I needed to explain a spiritual truth in a way
that was relevant to his world.  With a prayer and a quickened
heart I tried to explain the choice we have to believe Satan's lies
about ourselves or to believe God's Truth… kinda like Anakan (sp?) in
StarWars choosing between the dark side and the good side of the force.

I told him that Satan often tell us lies like, “You're stupid” or
“You're no good” or “No one likes you”.  His voice is mean,
condemning, very deceptive and often disguised as our own voice or one
of someone claiming to love us or even a friend.  He'll use any
voice and any situation to make us feel unworthy.

God's voice,
on the other hand, is uplifting and loving.  God tells us things
like “You are special”, “I love you”, “You are my child”.  His
voice is often harder to hear because it's softer, more loving.

Two of the words we don't allow our children to say are “butt” and
“stupid”.  Something about boys and body parts!!!  However,
trying to connect with my sweet 6 year old's way of thinking I came up
with an idea.  So here it is.  “Son,
you are allowed to say both of these words in this context only. 
When you hear Satan telling you things about yourself that make you
feel bad, sad or angry you tell him, 'Satan, you are stupid. 
Jesus kicked your butt on the cross
and I am not going to believe your lies.'” 

I think that's something akin to “Bring every thought captive to the obedience of Christ” just in 6 year old language!!!

Desiring to raise children in the TRUTH…
julie


For in love we weep with one another

In Memory Of


Emily Anne Roberts

November 4, 2005 -November 23, 2005

God
has blessed me with allowing the Roberts family to come into our lives
through the purchase of our van several months ago.  It's
important for me to have our things bless others the way they have
blessed us and so I prayed for the right family to buy our van and God
definitely provided them.  Living near Savannah, GA the Roberts
were expecting quadruplets with a toddler already at home.  Lisa
ended up delivering very early in a special hospital out west and after
just 19 days with us, Emily Anne Roberts left us to be Jesus.

I sat down at my computer tonight hoping to hear of a miracle, one that
would have kept Emily here, with her parents.  However, upon
seeing Phil's email blinking at me in my inbox I knew tonight's email
would bring sad news.  I sat, silent, staring at my inbox, knowing
the reality that opening the email would bring.  Because I heard
nothing throughout the day I had hopes that God's miracle would be
played out here on earth.  Instead his miracle of Emily resides
with HIM tonight.  Oh, how my heart weeps for this precious family. 
Three of their children … Danielle, Benjamin, and Casey still fight
for their precious lives in the NICU in a hospital somewhere out west.

This family's faith and love for Jesus has been overwhelming.  So
many people love this precious family I have only met over the phone
and online.  My arms ache to hold them, to give them a hug and
weep with them tonight.  I know God sees my tears and they mingle
with the Roberts on behalf of Emily.

HIS ways are not our
own.  There are things we will never understand this side of
heaven.  But one thing I know for sure.  My Jesus loves
us.  He has our best interests at heart even when we grieve so
desperately as I know the Roberts must be grieving tonight. 

I understand their grief for I too have two precious children waiting
for me in the arms of Jesus.  I smile through my tears to think of
them playing with one another at His feet.  And it makes me long
for my Saviors arms even more.

Included in the Roberts email tonight were these words of faith, grief and encouragement:

Outside
the hospital, in a beautiful garden in the fresh air and sunshine,
Emily Anne Roberts went from her Mommy and Daddy’s arms into the arms
of Jesus.   With no more IVs or tubes, and
wearing a beautiful pink and white dress, she looked at Mommy and Daddy
for a moment before she left this life peacefully, as she heard words
of love and adoration, songs, Scripture and prayers.   We
thank the Lord for every moment that we were able to share with her,
and for the prayers of all those who came to love her so quickly, and
through our tears we yearn for the day when we are reunited with her
again.

  

matthew 6:19-21

 

we held in our arms a treasure

for a moment yesterday—

her beauty, beyond measure

or words we knew to say

 

try as we would her life to keep,

this jewel we cannot own;

we smile at her, and softly weep

and know she’s not alone

 

and though it hurts with all we feel

( this leaving—so abrupt),

we place her where no thief can steal

nor moth or rust corrupt

 

Jesus, heal our precious child

as we so wanted to—

and till the day we’re reconciled

we lay Emily up with you


Jesus…for the sake of the children….come quickly….Julie



God’s Creatures

This is so amazing…

A friend emailed this to me today.  I just had to share it. 
God never ceases to amaze me with HIS wonderful creation.  Clink
on the link below for a wonderful photo documentary of baby
hummingbirds being born, nurtured, and taking flight.

Enjoy!!
Julie




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