The Focus of our tree...

It was a relaxed day with my family as we finished decorating the tree in our living room.  Although it was already in the stand and lights were in place, ornaments and finishing touches needed to be completed today. 

One of our traditions is placing a "Baby Jesus" ornament on the tree each year.  Since our children were born, they have anticipated finding that special ornament and displaying it as the focal point of the tree.  Today was no exception.

Usually that ornament is the first one found and put into place.  For some unknown reason, however, it was a bit more challenging to locate today.  It didn't seem right to have anything else on the tree without "Baby Jesus" in His rightful place. 

Imagine our joy and excitement when Tim exclaimed that he had found Baby Jesus!  Everything seemed right and as it should be once the ornament had been found and placed on the tree.  We were thrilled and relieved.

I began thinking.  Although the Christmas season has officially begun, it is much too easy for lists, demands, schedules and errands to distract our focus.  Of course, we know the Reason for this season.  Yet I wonder how extensively we apply it. 

For example, what is our focus?  How does that focus influence our words?  We may have the best intentions of celebrating the birth of Jesus, but our actions...our words...our attitudes may reflect otherwise.  As this season begins, I pray that I will keep Him as my central focus.  May He be have first place in my heart, thoughts, words and attitude.  May the difference He makes in my life be reflected so vividly that it makes a difference with others.♥~thl

"May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in Your sight, O Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer."  Psalm 19: 14

Heard in Heaven...

Tonight I find difficulty expressing what is contained within my heart.  News from friends has included major loss and tragedy.  Various family concerns stir deeply.  Other matters weigh heavily. Then I remember...

No matter what happens within me or around me, God  hears me, holds me, surrounds me and strengthens me.  The Creator of the Universe, the King of Kings, the Great I Am, the Wonderful Counselor...loves me, listens to me and leads me.  He even knows words I don't speak, thoughts I don't share and secrets I don't reveal.  Yet He never lets go of me. 

I am lavished by His love.  I am grateful for His grace.  I am moved by His mercy.  I thankful for His Presence.  I am never alone and always loved.  I am His.  I am amazed.♥~thl

"I lift up my eyes to the hills--where does my help come from?  My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth."  Psalm 121: 1>2

Light in life...

They have already taught me something significant.  During several cold days this week, we used a heat lamp to keep our puppies warm as they adjust to life with our family. Even when temperatures became slightly warmer during the daylight hours, our sweet puppies seem to find such comfort as they relax under that heat lamp.  They don't always need the heat but light seems to bring them great peace.

I began thinking.  Sometimes life is quite chilling for us, isn't it?  Uncertainties, disappointments and circumstances find us yearning for comfort and light.  We bask in the sunshine, warmth and familiarity when possible.  But other times find us seeking shelter from the storms and struggles.

What a blessing it is to know that we have a great Comforter Who brings light into our lives each moment.  What a joy it is to know that the warmth of His love embraces us continually.  What a gift to know that His Word guides us each step of this journey. 

Thank You, God, for holding us and lighting our way with Your love, hope, strength and peace in the darkest nights and brightest days.  You are faithful and worthy of praise!♥~thl

"Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light for my path."  Psalm 119: 105

Thanksgiving...Thanks living...

Dear God~As we thank You for all that's precious in our lives today, I have one simple thought.  May every day be spent in gratitude.  You give us life. You give us hope.  You give us peace.  You give us love.  May we not only give thanks...but live thanks.  May our lives reflect, praise, honor and serve You...above all.♥~thl

"Give thanks to the Lord, for He is good.  His love endures forever.  Give thanks to the God of gods.  His love endures forever.  Give thanks to the Lord of lords:  His love endures forever.  Give thanks to the God of heaven.  His love endures forever."  Psalm 136:  1>3, 26

An attitude of gratitude...

Let's face it.  Gratitude affects life.  It changes perspective.  It even changes us.  Yet it is usually much easier to be ungrateful, especially when we face difficult times.

Something I have learned in my own life is to consciously count blessings each day.  Even on days of struggle, I find that noticing blessings keeps me focused on God more than my circumstances.  If I find myself complaining, I automatically find three reasons to be grateful.  It doesn't erase the struggle, but it certainly reminds me that God's Presence surrounds me continually.

This doesn't mean pain, tragedy, difficulty and heartache are minimized.  Instead, it renews my perspective that while facing life's challenges, God's hope and healing hold me together.

I love Colossians 4: 2 which says:  "Devote yourselves to prayer, being watchful and thankful."  It reminds me that time with God, His guidance and an attitude of gratitude will change our lives. 

As Thanksgiving Day approaches, I wish a blessed, peaceful and loving Thanksgiving to each of you.  I also challenge you to pray, be watchful and find gratitude each day of life.  For His love, His life and His leading make all the difference.♥~thl       

In You...

Dear God~Thank You for hearing us when we call out to You.  Thank You for holding us when we reach out to You.  Thank You for loving us even when pain keeps us from seeing You.  Thank You for healing us when we don't know what else to do.  Thank You, God, for carrying us no matter what we go through.  O Heavenly Father, our hope, strength, peace and purpose are in You.♥~thl

"We wait in hope for the Lord; He is our help and our shield.  In Him our hearts rejoice, for we trust in His holy Name.  May Your unfailing love rest upon us, O Lord, even as we put our hope in You."  Psalm 33: 20>22

Bless the broken...

Dear God~Thank You for each blessing...each breath...each promise...each reminder of Your love. Tonight I simply pray for those who are hurting deeply. I know many who are struggling for strength, desperate for direction and wounded beyond words. Please hold them in Your arms and heal their brokenness as only You can do. In Jesus' Name I pray, Amen.♥~thl

"Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord." Psalm 27: 14

It's all about perspective...

Today was thrilling!  Just like new parents, we were a bit apprehensive, overwhelmed, uncertain yet absolutely overjoyed to bring our new boys, Boomer and Beethoven, (8.5 weeks young puppies), home.  We have waited, anticipated, longed for and imagined this day for what seemed like an eternity.  Then it finally arrived.

Oh, how they have changed our world.  Our faces have been licked, hands have been sniffed, necks clawed and yes...one even threw up on me twice on the way home.  (Note to self:  One puppy gets carsick...just like me!)  Then news of extremely cold weather turned our plans into a new strategy when we brought them inside for the night.  (I vowed this would NOT happen...but oh, they are so cute and we don't want them sick or cold on a rough night like this!)  :)

How do we feel tonight?  Exhausted...excited...blessed...and full of love for these precious puppy boys. What about the makeshift "bed" in our entryway...the clothes and blankets that had to be washed as soon as we got home...the marks on our necks and the nips on our fingers?  Blessed!  It's part of loving them!

You see...it's all about perspective.  Because we love Boomer and Beethoven, we don't mind the work, surprises and change of plans.  Love...wins! 
Isn't that how life is?  Sure there are times of heartache, tragedy, uncertainty and suffering.  There are also blessings, hope, joy and peace because He loves us!  It's about our focus.  I will not minimize the pain in this world.  We cannot deny it or dismiss it.   But I know Who holds me together and will carry me through.  His...love...wins!  And that makes all the difference in my perspective on this journey.♥~thl

"Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable--if anything is excellent or praiseworthy--think about such things.  Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me--put it into practice.  And the God of peace will be with you."  Philippians 4: 8>9

Less is More...

As I write about my journey with Him, I continually pray for His guidance with each word, thought, theme...and reader.  When precious folks ask how I know what to write at just the right moment, there is only one answer.  God. 

Sometimes I notice something and a "that's it" moment reveals the next concept.  Most of the time, I stare at a blank screen and have no idea what to say.  I pray until He touches my heart with words to share.  It's that simple.  Without Him, it would not happen. 

I often wonder about those who wrote the books of the Bible.  Of course, no laptops, electricity, air-conditioning or Webster Dictionaries surrounded them. They couldn't put water in the microwave for a steamy hot cup of tea as they wrote.  Their lights were dim...their conditions rugged and their lives less than comfortable.  Did they stare at blankness wondering what He would have them say?  Did their prayers express total reliance on Him...as they wrote about Him?  Did they realize that His Presence and purpose in their writing would be shared for many generations?

The longer I live, the more I grasp that...less is more.  Saying less...means more.  Spending less...saves more.  Worrying less...trusts more.  Writing less...says more.  Most importantly, much less of me...means much more of Him.

As I grasp for ways to honor Him most, I find my words are terribly inadequate. However, one of my favorite Scripture passages says it all so simply yet eloquently.

"Now to the King eternal, immortal, invisible, the only God, be honor and glory for ever and ever. Amen."  1 Timothy 1: 17

Dear God~May my life be all about You...and not about me.♥~thl

A Carpenter's daughter...Now and Always...

Today I brought a rough, freshly cut scrap of wood inside.  I wish to display it for rest of my life.  It may not be valuable to others but it is priceless to me.

First, it reminds me of my childhood days.  As Daddy's girl, I followed him almost everywhere he went.  If he drove the truck to the store, I went with him.  If he drove the tractor over to Granddaddy's farm, I rode with him.  If he worked on the car, I was his "helper."  If he went to the shed to milk the cow, I was there, too. 

Yet there was another part of Dad's life that fascinated me. My Dad was a carpenter.  He built the house we lived in during childhood.  With five children at home, he transformed the basement into more living space.  He turned pieces of wood into something beautiful, useful and unexpected.  Naturally I watched him measure, saw and construct several projects.  When I incessantly asked questions, Dad handed me wood scraps to "make something."  (I now realize that was a strategy to prevent more questions.)  Of course, I enthusiastically sanded, hammered and designed many "original" creations.  :)

Tim and I "hung the door" on our new puppy mansion this afternoon.  As we worked, he often asked for help with the construction.  Naturally, I asked questions...only this time about project details and how I should assist. 

Near the end of our work session, Tim said something that touched my heart.  "Terri, I can certainly tell you are a carpenter's daughter!"  I smiled, nodded and thought about that.  I was very moved when my husband recognized me as a daughter who loves her Dad dearly...and learned from years spent around him. 

Yet I hope my life will reflect a heart that also belongs to another Carpenter!

May I spend the rest of my days following Him.  May I learn from His love, His words and His life.  May I offer my life to Him so He will "make something" out of me...something useful, unexpected and honorable to Him. May my original creation be a living sacrifice to The Creator and King, Redeemer and Restorer, Helper and Healer, King of Kings and Lord of Lords.

May this simple piece of wood on my nightstand also remind me to reflect Jesus, The Carpenter Who changed my life forever.  What a joy to belong to Him!♥~thl

"But if anyone obeys His Word, God's love is truly made complete in him.  This is how we know we are in Him:  Whoever claims to live in Him must walk as Jesus did."  1 John 2: 5>6

Weary yet wonderful...

Well, I regretfully admit that the cold weather has taken its toll on me already.  Being outside often this week has not been easy but certainly enjoyable.  But tonight, I am feeling it.  The plan is to take some meds, try to sleep and avoid any additional problems with my lungs.  There is so much to look forward to in the coming days.  There is much to accomplish in the near future.  So I will do my best...and rest.

Of course, my thoughts began.  Sometimes this world takes a toll on us.  Facing the daily journey of life is not always easy...but certainly enjoyable.  We often feel wonderful yet become weary and wounded.  We have so many blessings to enjoy.  We have many opportunities to embrace while we are here.  Yet sometimes we realize we must simply do our best...and find rest in our Heavenly Father.  He has it all in His hands...including tired yet grateful souls. 

As I seek the comfort of my bed and lots of covers tonight, I will find my greatest comfort knowing I am resting in His loving, healing and everlasting arms!♥~thl

"My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever."  Psalm 73: 26

Hot spiced tea...and unity...

It is one of my favorite cool weather drinks.  Since I am not a coffee drinker, (love the smell of coffee...but can't drink it), I thoroughly enjoy a hot cup of tea.  For many years, however, I have been especially fond of what is called "Russian Tea"...or friendship tea...or orange spiced tea.

Since our supply was getting low, I decided to make another round of mix tonight.  Gathering ingredients, I noticed very different types were needed.  Some were sweet.  Some were sour.  Various shades of white, orange, yellow and brown were combined.  Some were smooth in texture.  Some were coarse. Some had little aroma while others were very sweet or spicy.  Yet when combined with hot water, the delicious, refreshing and warm cup of tea brings great pleasure.

I began thinking.  One of the many reasons I enjoy cooking is the "fascination of combination."  Although an ingredient may seem insignificant, its role is very important in the process.  For example, remove baking powder from a bread or cake recipe and it will be quite noticable.  Or remove sugar from a cookie recipe and the taste will not be the same.  Omitting an essential step while preparing a turkey for Thanksgiving dinner will make a difference!  Each ingredient may be very different...but its purpose is vital in completing the desired outcome.

I wish we could remember this more as we journey through life together.  There are very different personalities, abilities, backgrounds and perceptions.  Yet instead of excluding or degrading one another, perhaps we can learn from each other, encourage one another and work together to make a positive difference.  That doesn't mean we surrender truth for apathy.  But it does mean that we find a way to extend kindness, hope, love and compassion with others.  More hearts and lives will be changed by caring than criticizing.  Who knows...maybe we can even share a delicious, hot, spicy cup of tea with them, too!♥~thl

"Carry each other's burdens, and in this way you will fulfill the law of Christ."  Galations 6: 2

Together...for One...

It finally happened!  After a restful season, my husband and I are participating in a very special opportunity.  During a recent rehearsal, we were able to work with some amazing people as we prepare to worship together in this very special way. 

While the worship minister directed the songs and the program director shared specific instructions, the blessings were truly overwhelming.  I couldn't stop thanking God for these precious people who were welcoming my family and me into such an incredible ministry. I kept wondering if I was dreaming or if this was truly happening.

During the "blocking" segment, (directing the individuals' placement and direction of movement in each scene), I began to think.  Each person on the platform has a purpose...a gift...a function...a specific design and contribution to share.  Each voice matters.  Each person is valuable. Working together, a tremendous delivery of worship, praise and unity will be offered to God...while sharing Him with others. 

Isn't life like that?  God has designed each person with a wonderful, valuable and unique purpose.  He sees the beauty of each one.  He knows the full potential when they work together.  Some may teach.  Some may sing.  Some may listen.  Some may help the sick. Some design buildings. Some repair cars.  Some bring laughter.  Some notice the tears.  Yet each one matters greatly to Him and is loved by Him.

Dear God~May we offer ourselves back to You.  May we seek Your guidance as we serve You.  May we unite and share You with others.  May we realize our purpose and value are in You, O Precious Lord, Our Audience of One.♥~thl

"Just as each of us has one body with many members, and these members do not all have the same function, so in Christ we who are many form one body, and each member belongs to all the others.  We have different gifts, according to the grace given us."  Romans 12: 4>6a.

Stormy faith...

It was a stormy evening in Kentucky!  Tornado watches, heavy rains, raging wind and concerns for the safety of our family and friends filled the hours.  A call came from our kind neighbor offering the safety of his home "just in case" things worsened.  Ironically, not long after the storm ended, the sky revealed a full moon, beautifully illuminating the sky. 

I began to think.  Life has its own storms which fill our minds, hearts and lives with uncertainty, turmoil and concerns.  Yet God faithfully works through others to extend kindness, encouragement and support.  It seems to happen at just the right time...from just the right individual...reaching out in just the right way.  Looking upward, we notice another beautiful sky reminding us of His Presence lighting our way.

May He be reflected in my life so that I may reach out to others.  Stormy or peaceful, daylight or dark...I thank Him for His faithfulness, hope, light and joy.  He truly is there...all the time.♥~thl

"You have made known to me the path of life; You will fill me with joy in Your Presence, with eternal pleasures at Your right hand." Psalm 16: 11

Holding onto His hope...

It's not my favorite subject.  But it is a very real part of life.  It seems to be staring in our faces repeatedly.  We have been through this before.  We will face it again. 

A message was waiting on our phone when we returned home tonight.  My husband's uncle passed away today.  He was a dear person...kind...mannerly...a true gentleman.  It is hard to imagine that he is gone.  We miss him. 

Earlier this week, a friend's brother passed away. Recently a friend's father passed away as well as another friend's sister .  Tonight, I learned of yet another friend whose mother passed away.  There are also other loved ones in our lives with major health issues.  As we watch their struggles, we realize anything can happen at any moment. 

Yet such difficult times remind us of what truly matters.  Perspectives become much clearer when we face the brevity, fragility and significance of life.

As family and friends face these difficult times, I continually find myself clinging to this truth.  I thank God for His faithfulness.  Knowing He is always with us gives me strength, peace and hope.  Knowing He holds us through it all...holds me together.  Knowing this is not the end of the story...brings me joy.  Knowing He loves me...gives me reason to embrace each breath He gives.  Knowing Him...makes all the difference.♥~thl

"The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.  He makes me lie down in green pastures, He leads me beside quiet waters, He restores my soul.  He guides me in paths of righteousness for His Name's sake.  Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for You are with me; Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.  You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies.  You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.  Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever."  Psalm 23

Sacrificing my insignificance...Wealth vs. willingness...

As many times as I have read about the widow's offering, it never spoke to me as it did tonight.  It specifically mentions wealth, offerings, money, treasury and coins.  I understand the very true concept of sacrifice Jesus shared with His disciples.  I have also seen others sacrificial similarly, which moves my heart every time.

Yet tonight this passage moved me differently.  I began thinking.  What kind of sacrifices do I make for Him beyond financial offerings?  Is my life a daily, sacrifical offering to Him in any other ways?

I admit that I often compare what others offer with what I might offer.  I sing...but not like other wonderful voices I have heard.  I play piano/organ/keys...but not like others who are known for their skills.  I write...but I have seen far greater works than mine.  I love to listen to others' hearts, hurts and life stories.  But there are people who are more insightful than I am.  I can direct choirs and programs.  But others do it better than I can.  I cook...but there is no line of cookware or cookbooks bearing my name.  I love growing flowers, plants and even trees from seeds I collect.  But I am not an expert.  So what could I possibly offer to Him that is...*gulp*...worth surrendering to the King of Kings?

It occurred to me tonight that what I have to offer is not the best...although He certainly deserves nothing less.  Maybe it is more about total surrender...giving Him my everything...than tremendous talent.  God has worked through other infamous tools...a donkey, a stick, a bush, etc..  Perhaps He will work through me somehow, too.  Jesus said the woman "put in everything--all she had to live on."  May I learn to give Him everything...all of my life, all in my life and all about my life.  Whatever He does through me is all about Him...and not me.  May He be glorified above all, through all and in all!♥~thl

"Calling His disciples to Him, Jesus said, 'I tell you the truth, this poor widow has put more into the treasury than all the others.  They all gave out of their wealth; but she, out of her poverty, put in everything--all she had to live on."  Mark 12: 43>44

Withered to wonderful...

It is another reminder.  While outside, I noticed a couple flower containers I have not yet emptied.  What was once in full bloom...is withered.  What was once vibrant is now bare.  As temperatures slightly rise in the next day or two, I will finish the job of pulling the dead remnants.

How wonderful to know, though, that this is not the end.  Spring will eventually arrive.  New soil will be placed in the containers and new plants will take root once again.  I am already planning color themes and new ideas.  Beauty and new life will return!

Winter season is a wonderful time to reflect on what must be removed to allow room for new life.  Growth is strongly affected by removing what no longer thrives.  This applies to plants...and definitely to our journeys.  Sometimes I must simply close one chapter in order for God to continue writing a new one in my life story.

I thank God for the hope of new life, new hope, new beginnings and most of all, His steadfast love and faithfulness.  Sometimes our journeys include removal of what is done.  Other times, our journeys reveal fresh starts never anticipated.  Yet through each season, one truth remains.  God is with us...always...holding us, helping us, healing us and loving us. What a joy to know whatever today brings, He is already there!♥~thl

"The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of our God stands forever."  Isaiah 40: 8

Son Light...

Although I love winter's beauty, I will once again admit that I do not enjoy winter weather.  I grew up in the mountains so it is nothing new.  I certainly understand and respect that there is a purpose for this season.  I even embrace the beauty, traditions, fashion and enjoyment associated with winter.  It's just not my favorite season.

Snow and ice storms are my least favorite parts of winter.  It concerns me greatly when my family and friends travel in dangerous conditions.  Cold temperatures are a constant struggle with my health.  Yet there's one more winter factor that I find a bit challenging.  Daylight is shorter and night time is longer.  That makes a difference in activities, traveling and daily life.

It helps to remember that after the shortest day of the year, December 21, (also called winter solstice), daylight increases until the longest day of the year occurs, usually on June 21, (also called the summer solstice).   Even in the cold, dark days of winter, we notice daylight lengthening.  This brings assurance, encouragement and hope for warmer and brighter days.

I began thinking.  Sometimes life seems dreary, bleak and cold.  The journey seems long and exhausting.  But what a blessing to know that there is hope on the horizon!  Light will come.  Warmth will return.  Better days are ahead.

I often look into the eastern sky and remember that the Brightest Light will someday appear with The Son shining far more brilliantly than we can imagine! He will be recognized with certainty.  He will replace this long journey with eternity.  His glory will shine eternally.  Yes, brighter, longer days are ahead.  May I never lose sight of His glory, hope and love...daily!♥~thl

"And the glory of the Lord will be revealed, and all mankind together will see it.  For the mouth of the Lord has spoken."  Isaiah 40: 5

Less...yet more...

Sometimes I really wrestle with God.  I always hoped that by this point in my life, I would have accomplished so much more:  more education, more degrees, more address changes, more goals met, more memories made, more trips taken, more this and more that.  I thought the more I accomplished, the more I could offer Him.

Then I remember.  I am not living this life for myself.  I am living for Him. If that means His direction is different, I will go there.  If that means His purpose is different, my purpose will change.  If that means His view of me serving Him differs from what I thought I would do, well...that's what He will have from me.

I never thought I was "enough" for Him until I accomplished more to offer Him.  But I am learning that what God really wants more of from me isn't my accomplishments.  It's my heart, my life, my total surrender...all of me.  Maybe it's only in complete surrender that He will accomplish what He designed me to do anyway. 

So, here I am "unaccomplished" but totally depending on Him.  It may be in small or significant ways...spoken or silent ways...my dreams or His direction.  Whatever He calls me to do, or not do, I know it's all about Him.  Above all.  Always.  Completely.♥~thl

"Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for men, since you know that you will receive an inheritance from the Lord as a reward.  It is the Lord Christ you are serving."  Colossians 3: 23>24

Fully focused...

I still don't know how it happened.  After decades of wearing glasses, it happened for the first time.  I recently scratched my new prescription sunglasses so badly that we had to order replacement lenses. I already require three separate pairs of glasses for different purposes.  So this was not an anticipated additional expense.   If the scratch was not bothersome, I would wear the glasses until time to replace them.  However,  there were several scratches directly in front of my eye.  It looked like a bad smudge that wouldn't go away.

My precious husband insisted that we replace them so I could see properly for the next year or so.  I tried to delay.  But he was right.  Clear vision is extremely important in this life.

I began thinking.  We sometimes miss what we should see in this life.  We often focus on things we shouldn't.  And we also realize that we are not seeing the whole picture while living on earth.  Focus is a definite challenge.

I get distracted too easily anyway.  Recently, Tim and I arrived for Church service a few minutes late and were searching for seats.  Someone kindly asked if we wished to sit near the back but I knew what would happen if we agreed.  If someone in front of me sneezed, I would wonder if they were getting sick.  If someone else lowered their head, I would wonder if something was wrong.  If someone was wearing a beautiful outfit, I would begin noting how they assembled their accessories, shoes, etc..  Instead of focusing on what was ahead of me, I would focus on what was around me.  How grateful I was when we found seats very close to the front that evening.

Just like the scratches on my sunglasses...or sitting too far back in the worship service...losing my focus distracts me from what is most important.  All too often, satan tries to distract, deceive and destroy us on this journey.  Yet even when we don't understand all that life brings, it is essential to focus on The One Who loves us and guides us through these moments.  He created us.  He loves us.  He designed us with purpose. Focusing on Him makes this journey much more worthwhile. 

Dear God~May my focus be on You more than anything around me...now and forever.♥~thl

"Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face.  Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known."  1 Corinthians 13: 12

Thank you, Veterans!

Dear God~Thank You for each precious life that has served...or is serving our country. Thank You for my Dad, (Korean War Veteran-Purple Heart). Thank You for my Grandfather, (WWI), my Uncle, (WWII), for other relatives, friends, neighbors and all fellow Americans who so unselfishly place/d their lives on the line...so we may enjoy a life of freedom. May each one know they ARE loved, appreciated and honored. We care!♥~thl

Boomer and Beethoven Lorenz...lesson one :)

 

 

We are making progress!  As many folks are aware, the Lorenz family is welcoming two new additions.  When we first learned that our dear friends' dog had new puppies, our hearts melted.  :)  It wasn't long until our son selected Boomer, (top picture).  Following our hearts, we decided it was absolutely essential to add Boomer's brother, Beethoven, (bottom picture), to the family, too!  We are thrilled as we prepare to bring them home.

 

We also realize the necessity of keeping Boomer and Beethoven safe.  Although we live in the beautiful countryside, that also means there are dangers to consider, especially coyotes.  It is not uncommon to hear...and see...them closeby.  In addition to calling the vet, we have also developed a plan to keep our precious puppies safe, healthy and happy when outside.  It has been no small task and will be a daily responsibility.  For as precious as these two protective dogs will be of us, we need to guard them, also.

 

I began to think.  We continually try to protect and provide for loved ones, our health, our pets and even our homes.  Do we invest that much in guarding our hearts?  I have often heard that those with the greater hearts suffer deeper wounds.  I agree.  How do we guard our hearts in a world that becomes more challenging, competitive, critical and cynical. 

 

Living in a harsh world will inevitably bring pain into our lives.  Yet there is also a degree of responsibility we must accept in our own choices.  What we read, what we view on computers and phones, what music we listen to, who we spend time with, how we think about others and ourselves, plus time we spend with God...influence the condition of our hearts.

 

It is no secret that I will go from "mother hen to momma bear" immediately if someone hurts my family.  I will also be very protective of our sweet puppies.  However, I also need to protect my heart.  For it is there that my love for God, my husband, children, family and friends dwells.  May I guard my heart for Him, and those I love, with ultimate passion and protection.  It truly makes all the difference in my life and theirs.♥~thl

 

"Above all else, guard your heart; for it is the wellspring of life."  Proverbs 4: 23

At the end of the day...

After a very busy day, it is wonderful to finally return home. It's that time of year when a perfect evening includes a hot cup of tea...warm, comfortable clothes...soothing classical music...a nice book to read...and shadows dancing from candlelight. 

I often remind myself during life's challenges that at the end of the day, I will return home to enjoy the cozy, familiar and peaceful surroundings.  I will not always be stuck in traffic...or with busy checkouts...or noisy distractions...or annoying attitudes. The time will come for solitude, serenity and security.

My soul also yearns for retreat.  While each day brings abundant blessings, the harshness of this world has a way of eroding the very core of my being.  Instead of my faith encouraging the world, I sometimes find the world discouraging my faith.  As my focus decreases, my weariness increases and I am spent.

What an absolute joy to realize that my thirst for renewal is met when I return to Him.  Reading His Word, basking in His love, accepting His grace and embracing His promises restore my soul once more.  He continually takes me in His arms and reminds me that He holds me...always.  At the end of this journey, I will go to an even greater Home...illuminated by the magnificent Presence of God!  This world is not forever.  I am truly just passing through.♥~thl

"The Lord reigns, He is robed in majesty; the Lord is robed in majesty and is armed with strength.  The world is firmly established; it cannot be moved.  Your throne was established long ago; You are from all eternity."  Psalm 93: 1>2

Music and more...

Several days ago, my husband, daughter and I were running errands and an upcoming concert was mentioned.  We recently missed two local concerts of favorite Christian artists. So I had not planned to attend this concert either.  Life has just been busy, overwhelming, challenging and exhausting lately.  Attending a concert didn't seem like a priority. 

But my precious husband offered to send Rachel and me to the concert.  As soon as we arrived home, we went online and bought tickets!  We were thrilled.

It has been years since I last saw Sandi Patty in concert.  For decades, I have listened to her music, purchased her albums, played piano for soloists singing Sandi's songs in college and churches, directed her music in choirs and sang her songs continually. 

Yet tonight was even more special. Although Rachel literally heard Sandi's music often before birth, and sang her solos publicly, my daughter now sat beside me watching Sandi Patti sing for the very first time. Countless memories went through my mind and heart as I watched Rachel...watch Sandi. 

I began to wonder.  If God's incredible gift of music touches lives that tenderly for years, how much greater can His amazing love change lives...and this world?  There are countless ways to share His love, hope, kindness and compassion.

Tomorrow is a new day with opportunities to sing...serve...and share His love. No, I won't be boarding a chartered bus and traveling all over the world to sing with Sandi.  I will have opportunities with family, friends, neighbors and our community. May I share His Song in my heart with lots of love.♥~thl

"Praise the Lord.  How good it is to sing praises to our God, how pleasant and fitting to praise Him!"  Psalm 147: 1

Plans and purpose...

The day was planned.  We had places to go, people to see, errands to run.   I was ready.  Clothes were selected the night before.  Lists were made.  Details were covered. 

Then everything changed.  A major migraine the next morning forced me to forfeit all my plans.  Light was unbearable.  Noise was not an option.  Food was not desired.  Even the pillow was painful. 

Plans were changed.  I was not happy.  Once again, my goals had been altered.  Frustration was now my friend.

Then I remembered.  In the big picture, this was not the worst thing that could happen.  I still have my wonderful husband.  We have two precious adult children.  Our home is warm and withstanding the rain and wind.  Life remains very blessed.  My husband was able to enjoy more rest.  I eventually completed a few projects at home. 

Isn't life like that?  When a plan, or goal, or desire doesn't happen as we hope, we find ourselves annoyed or disappointed.  Yet when we consider what's really important, life is still a blessing. 

I wonder.  Perhaps God has plans for us that we don't always realize.  Yet we set our goals.  We make our lists.  We cover our details.  We make our selections.  We pursue our direction.  We forget to include Him in our decisions.  Of course, personal responsibility is important.  That's not my point. 

I am so thankful that when our plans don't unfold as we had hoped, God's plans and purpose for us do not cease.  I am grateful for His mercy, grace, love, forgiveness and faithfulness. He still cares and continues to work in my life, even when I have made a mess of it on my own.  Thank You, God, for never abandoning me.  May I listen to You more each moment.♥~thl

"The Lord will fulfill His purpose, for me; Your love, O Lord, endures forever--do not abandon the works of Your hands."  Psalm 138: 8

Absence of answers...

For someone who loves to ask questions, it has taken me a long time to realize...and accept...that life's journey offers few answers.  Perhaps the most frequently asked question I have heard...and asked...is "why."  I suppose that it is our nature to ask "why" so we can determine "how" to deal with whatever life brings. 

Yet as decades pass, I learn to embrace one simple truth far more than answers to my countless questions.  It's much more important to know Who loves me, Who I trust, Who is always with me and Who will carry me through each breath He gives me. 

There are moments...seasons...chapters...situations...and circumstances I shall never understand in this lifetime.  No answers.  No reasons.  No excuses.  No explanations whatsoever.  But thanks be to God, I am able to surrender my lack of understanding to the One Whose love makes life hopeful, peaceful and purposeful.  In an uncertain world, the certainty of an Awesome God calms my questions, heals my heart and soothes my spirit. And He certainly makes this journey worthwhile.♥~thl

"The Lord be with your spirit.  Grace be with you."  2 Timothy 4: 22

Loving kindness...

Dear God~
My heart aches and my soul stirs as I watch this hurting world.
I know it is fallen and yet I wonder...how much would change if we were more kind.

I have seen hearts broken, lives wounded and relationships destroyed due to a lack of kindness.
I have also seen hearts mended, lives renewed and relationships strengthened because someone was kind.

Do I care or do I criticize?
Do I think before I speak or speak before I think?
Do I cause tears or dry them?
Do I listen...really listen..or do I want to be heard even more?
Do I take the time to be kind...or kind of never have time?

Oh, Dear Heavenly Father.  You take the time to care for birds of the air, lilies of the field, the least of us and the most wounded among us.  You care.  You listen.  You heal.  You restore.  You give.  You forgive.  Your amazing love is shown in countless ways.  May I take time to be kind...to You, for You, because of You.♥~thl

"Love is patient, love is kind.  It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud." 1 Corinthians 13: 4

Pleasant Presence...

It shouldn't happen.  Well, it's not like the world will end if it doesn't.  As a southern gal, however, it is extremely important to never leave home without one's favorite fragrance enhancing her presence.  This doesn't mean we knock people down with a strong cloud of perfume before, during or after we walk through a room. That is not how it should be done.  Instead, I am referring to the sweet aroma of a pleasant presence that is lightly, yet effectively, applied. 

As much as I enjoy my favorite perfumes, it is much more important to embrace a Greater Presence in our lives.  This One involves the love, compassion, hope, peace, gratitude and authenticity, of our precious Lord.  Even if my life should "look great, smell great and seem great," it would not reach its full purpose, potential or peace...without Him.  Knowing He loves me...changes everything.

I have made it a daily habit as I daily surround myself with a pleasant fragrance, to remember the most Precious Presence Who holds me each moment.  May all I do, say, think and live...reflect Him above all else.  May I never leave home without Him.♥~thl

"Be imitators of God, therefore, as dearly loved children and live a life of love, just as Christ loved us and gave Himself up for us as a fragrant offering and sacrifice to God."  Ephesians 5: 1>2 

Crossroads...

Dear God~When at a crossroads on this journey and I don't know what to do, I simply pause...pray...and listen. May I live, choose, seek and cling to whatever honors You.♥~thl

"But as for me, it is good to be near God, I have made the Sovereign Lord my refuge; I will tell of all Your deeds." Psalm 73: 28

Stormy nights...

Was it the worst storm of my life?  No.  Was it a weak storm?  No, not exactly.  But it was an interesting experience. 

Why do storms always seem to arrive when our family is separated in several different locations?  Tim was at work.  Rachel was in her home.  Micah was in his apartment near the university.  I was home.  Then the storm arrived with high winds, tornado watches, heavy rain and a roof groaning to stay attached to the house.  Sleep was not a priority.  Staying connected to our family through phone calls and texting was a very high priority.  Obviously, many prayers surrounded each loved one I hold so dear.

I began thinking how this resembles life.  In the darkness of night, when loved ones are not closeby, the strongest storms arrive.  It may not be the worst storm.  Yet it isn't without challenge, either.  Sleep is lost.  Heartache is found.  Connecting with the One Who guides us through the storm?  That's a definite priority.

As I communicated with my family last night, I was reminded of God's continued concern for us.  What a difference it makes in my life to realize that I never have to face any storm alone.  Whether loss, grief, abandonment, rejection, pain or uncertainty, His love surrounds and sustains me continually.  Sure, it would be nice if the storms were avoided.  Yet, I find tremendous peace knowing that when storms do rage in my life, God will either calm the storm...or He will calm me.  I am so grateful to know He holds me through it all...forever.♥~thl

"The disciples went and woke Him, saying, 'Master, Master, we're going to drown!'  He got up and rebuked the wind and the raging waters; the storm subsided, and all was calm. 'Where is your faith?' He asked His disciples.  In fear and amazement they asked one another, 'Who is this?  He commands even the winds and the water, and they obey Him.'"  Luke 8: 24>25

The One Who Calms...

In the middle of last night's storm, I simply pray to The One Who calms the storms or calms His child. May I trust Him now...and always.♥~thl Isaiah 26:3