The One Thing We Need…

This is gonna be a short and simple post and I’m not sure I’ll post again for a while.

I think so much has become overcomplicated and overwhelming lately in America and all over that I honestly just desire some basic, surefooted instructions…anyone else?

As I sat down this morning to do my Bible study I thought about how I had a choice to make. I could choose to whine around for the umpteenth day in a row and be irritated with the circumstances of our world given the mess of the Coronavirus or I could focus on God’s faithfulness and change my perspective to a positive one. In that moment the words ‘He will renew your strength’ came to mind…I flipped my Bible open to Isaiah 40:31 which says, ‘but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.’

The basic and direct instruction in that verse tells us to hope. When any kind of trouble, irritation, or unsureness comes we can simply make the choice to hope in the Lord. It doesn’t mean we’ll see the circumstances change, but suddenly our perspective shifts to one of peace…and hope, capable of renewing our strength.

I’m not sure the purpose of this ordeal, which has quite literally impacted our entire nation and caused me to be selfishly annoyed with the changes—but I do believe everything truly happens for a reason.

It saddens me for those across our world who have become ill and those who’ve lost family or friends. What gets to me even more though is that many people are dealing with this without any hope at all. They’re living through this thing with fear as their subconscious motivation, no faith in God, and therefore zero hope.

I’ve had group text-messages with friends sending me memes over the past week—some of which are hilarious and may or may not be blog appropriate…but the one I received yesterday is the one that continues to reel through my thoughts:

I read those words and can’t help but think how true and accurate they surely must be…

May we as Christians join together in spirit, heart, and like-mindedness to pray for our country—praying globally as well…that hope might be sought through Him above…Amen.

It’s Okay to Admit When We’re Not Okay

I’ve been kind of a mess lately.

I’ve had corrupt thoughts when I should’ve taken them captive to make them obedient to Him.

I’ve been impatient when I should’ve just prayed.

Spoken words I shouldn’t have while praises were never considered.

Even now this isn’t how I’d love to start off a post but reality and truth must trump comfort if thriving-hope is sought.

I’ve felt lost, confused, and hopeless—empty, reckless, and careless.

Someone recently suggested that it seems I’m overwhelming myself with too much busyness. Ya that could be.

I haven’t been able to navigate through my heart to limit my emotions and concerns.

I humbly share this with you though because in the midst of my crummy attitude I’ve continued to read from God’s word—studying scripture, and reading daily devotions regardless.

And here’s the verse that continually sweeps across my thoughts:

‘So is my word that goes out from my mouth: it will not return to me empty, but will accomplish what I desire and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.’ —Isaiah 55:11

Interestingly this is the same verse I go to when I have hope for an unbeliever who attends a church service or a youth kiddo who seems to care more about impressing the opposite gender rather than listening to the youth pastor’s Bible lesson. This is like my go to “prayer” verse, filled with hope in the way that it basically says ‘God’s word goes out…and even though we think “someone” may not be catching it, we’re reassured that His word, indeed, is accomplishing purpose in that person’s life, some how, some way, and at some point.’ …No different than a seed planted in soil needs a bit of water…we water and water waiting for some sign of life to pop through the dark colored soil and just when we think nothing is going to happen one day it finally does—and that little seed grows into a beautiful, remarkable sight.

I love that. And I’m okay with the fact that I’m kind of that person right now…I may feel a bit far from God right now but I truly believe in the power of those words and I know that even though my attitude has been ugly lately, those words from Isaiah 55:11 are as much for me as they are for someone who doesn’t even believe, yet happens to come across God’s message.

It’s not fun to write stuff like this; there are times when I’ve had people comment on my blog thanking me for some truth they picked up along the way…beautiful…but that’s praise and credit for Jesus, really I’m learning right along with everyone else as I share my words—after all this blog was written for His purpose and glory.

I’ll figure out my mess, it’ll settle, and this too shall pass…because of my hope in Christ.

I think if we’re honest we all have times of frustration, disappointment, and negative alterations to our feelings but we’re also guilty of shying away from sharing. Sometimes that’s pride standing at the forefront of a mound of buried trials. The sweetness of sharing, however, is that we see how alike we are even though our struggles look different…and the risk of not sharing is that we miss opportunities to build relationships. When we share with one another we find that we’re not alone. God made us for relationship with others and with Him. (Genesis 2:18, John 3:16)

It’s good, and healthy even, to be willing to echo the words of David in Psalm 139:23-24, ‘Search me, God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts. See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.’

May we all be bold enough to claim that verse into a prayer over our lives—in light that we may grow into something magnificent…for His purpose.

“Come now, let us reason together, says the Lord: though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red like crimson, they shall become like wool.” —Isaiah 1:18

He❤️rt Lessons

This is my son Warren’s first year in public school and he’s loving it! In fact the other day I casually asked him if he wanted to be in public school or homeschooled again and he informed me that no way was he doing school at home again… “sorry mom,” he said, “but I can actually understand math now!” …well okay then son!

This past week they had to make Valentine boxes. I wish I had thought to take a picture of it for the sake of this post but I wasn’t that organized and it’s at school now, so no picture at the moment. He made a shoebox to look like a Pokeball (Pokémon) by painting it with red, white, and black. It turned out nice and was super simple. I bought him a large bag of individually packaged Skittles candies with Valentine cards to attach and pass out for their class party.

The evening that he made out the Valentine cards he happened to have his homeschooled sister help with the job. I didn’t think anything of it and heard the two of them spouting out his classmate’s names along with teacher’s names as they wrote them out. Continue reading “He❤️rt Lessons”

Handmade Morse Code Bracelet Gift Idea #1

This post is going to be a little different from what I typically do…I’m a huge fan of DIY’s so this past Christmas most of the gifts I handed out were all handmade items and everyone seemed to love them.

Over this next year I’m going to feature one DIY per month. These will be gifts that you can keep for yourself or you may want to give away for birthdays or as Christmas gifts; some will be intense while other projects will be pretty simple. I would rate this month’s on the easy side. Continue reading “Handmade Morse Code Bracelet Gift Idea #1”

Walking in the Light

Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come: The old has gone, the new is here!

2 Corinthians 5:17

I don’t know about anyone else, but for myself I’ve needed the reminder of that promising verse many times.

Because, frequently, Satan longs to infuse the negative over me—there are times when he holds me back mentally, taunting me with my past…times when he tries to drag me down and I allow him to. Moments where I focus more on the world’s ways rather than Christ’ truth. Days where I feel like all I see is a mess rather than a message—where I only hear the disappointment rather than encouragement.

It’s in those doubting episodes that I have to glean insight from God’s steadfast promises, holding onto the hope that I am absolutely not defined by my past; and as a believer I’m made new in Christ just like the above verse states. Continue reading “Walking in the Light”

A Solid Foundation

Last Saturday my husband and I ventured out to his great grandparent’s retired farmstead to cut firewood. Since I’m no Paul Bunyan I let Nate do the wood cutting and in the meantime I went and explored, (no worries I helped carry and load the wood later). This is probably my third time throughout the past ten years nosing around this particular property…but for me it never gets old. I feel like there’s always some new little nook or cranny just waiting to be stumbled upon or observed. And safety precautions….well out there you just have to enter at your own risk…

Seeing all the antiqued equipment and many dilapidated structures is proof enough that the work in those days was no doubt extensive yet the idea of it creates such a desirable nostalgic feeling deep within me.

Continue reading “A Solid Foundation”

Patience Required

I was introduced to someone this past year and as necessary have needed to maintain communication and a relationship (with this person) due to responsibility.

This relationship has absolutely tore me to pieces as we haven’t connected too well.

There have been times I feel like I’m walking on egg shells—not knowing if the next thing I say is going to offend or build positive character…wondering if my quirky demeanor was understood or rejected…if the quietness of this person is caused by something I’ve done or if it’s just a normal characteristic of theirs. Continue reading “Patience Required”