Month: November 2013

It’s Black Friday

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Jesus is the reason for the season!
Jesus is the reason for the season!

The Thanksgiving meal has been eaten and the dishes have been washed and put away. I watched the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade and I saw Santa at the very end. It’s now official; the Christmas Season has begun.

Many people decide to start this season rushing around to all of the Black Friday sales. The economy has been tough for quite some time now, so I can totally understand the need to get a good deal. Christmas these days has become quite expensive. If you have kids, the older they get, the more expensive their lists become.

If you don’t have kids, there’s still brothers, sisters, nieces, nephews and/or parents to buy for. Then everything has to be wrapped. Besides all of the stress that the shopping can cause, there’s a general busyness that accompanies the season. There are parties to attend . There are Christmas cards to write and mail. It can all get exhausting.

While there’s nothing wrong with the hustle and bustle of the season, I’m going to try to remember this year, that we are really celebrating the birth of our savior.  We are remembering that we have a God that loves us so much that He left His home and became one of us.

We are remembering a teenage girl who was a virgin, who said yes to the Angel Gabriel and yes to God, when she was told she was with child. She must have been scared out of her wits.

We are remembering a man who believed in God and in miracles when he agreed to stand by that pregnant teenager who was betrothed to him, even though the baby she carried was not his.

We are remembering a humble birth, where the son of God was placed in a simple feed trough because man could not make room for Him.

We are remembering a group of shepherds, the modern-day homeless of their time, who God thought were important enough to send the good news of the birth of His son. He not only sent them a heavenly messenger;  He treated them to a sky filled with angels and a taste of the brilliance of heaven. They may not have been good enough for society, but they were good enough for God.

This is the season that we remember that we are a special treasure to our Maker and we celebrate the birth of His son, Jesus. So, with all of the running around that I’ll be doing, I’m going to try to keep in my heart that Jesus really is the reason for the season and all of the other Christmas stuff, really doesn’t matter so much.

Won’t you join me?

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

 

 

Happy Thanksgiving

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This candle is a beautiful reminder of our loved one who can't be with us today.
This candle is a beautiful reminder of our loved ones who can’t be with us today.

Well, Thanksgiving Day has finally arrived. The dressing and pies have been made and the turkey has been cooked. I just wanted to take a moment to thank you for taking a few minutes out of your day each day, to read my posts. I have had so much encouragement from my readers. So, thanks from the bottom of my heart for sharing this journey with me.

While this day is a very happy day for many people, for others, it’s a really sad time. If you are one of those people, lean into Jesus today and ask for some strength and peace. He will give it to you. Be sure to keep your eyes and ears open for people who reach out to you. He may have sent them.

If this day is a happy day for you, I would like to encourage you to grab a piece of paper and jot down the ten things you are most thankful for. I’ll bet you will have a hard time stopping at ten.

Each year right before it’s time to eat our feast, my hubby quietly lights a candle in memory of his mom. He never says anything, but it’s a beautiful reminder that those we love never leave us. They will always be with us as long as we remember them. Feel free to join our tradition.

Please join me in a prayer for those men and women who can’t be home today because they are serving our country and keeping us free. Please join me in saying a prayer for those who are struggling today and extend a hand to help if you can. Please join me in a prayer of thanks for our many blessings because as a nation, we are truly blessed. “Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good; his love endures forever. ” Psalm 107:1 I hope you all have a fantastic Thanksgiving!

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

It’s Never Too Late to Reinvent Yourself

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Where would you like to go?
Where would you like to go?

I have been hearing the term, reinvention a lot lately. Maybe it’s because the economy has been so bad for so long, that many people have had to reinvent their careers and themselves. The depth of  beauty and prosperity that can rise from ashes, never fails to amaze me.

I remember when Mount St. Helens erupted and the pictures that were plastered everywhere of the devastation. Pictures of the area now, are beautiful and pristine. You would never know what it looked like thirty years ago. Scientists say that wildfires are actually good for the forest. They clear out undergrowth and make them healthier in the long run.I’m sure the little woodland animals would disagree with that statement. They don’t know what scientists know.

Change is often hard, but forced change due to circumstances completely out of our control is particularly difficult and downright frightening. However, I have read many success stories of people who have lost their jobs and finally followed some long dormant dream because they had nowhere else to turn. These people are thrilled that they took that scary leap of faith, even if it was forced upon them.

We are never too old to follow a dream or reinvent ourselves. Moses was 80 years old when he became the leader of the Israelites and confronted Pharaoh. He tended sheep until that point. That wouldn’t seem to have been an occupation to help him build leadership skills. God thought otherwise.

Then there’s Paul, the king of reinvention. Not only did he persecute the new Christians; he had them killed. He was convinced this new church was wrong. He made it his mission in life to try to stamp out Christianity. You would think this would be the last person on earth to decide to preach the Good News far and wide. You would think this would be the last person on earth to start new churches and to write the majority of the New Testament. God thought otherwise. Paul’s perspective changed and he spent the rest of his days telling anyone who would listen to him about Jesus, even from prison.

The Bible is full of these examples of reinvention. It may be a new term for us, but it’s long been a concept of God’s. If you woke up this morning, then today holds new possibilities for you. As long as we are living and breathing, God is not done with us.

So the question is, where would you like to go? What would you like to do? Is there an idea or dream in the back of your mind or deep inside your heart that you have always held onto, but never nurtured? If it’s been there for a long time, maybe there’s a reason.

If it’s something that you can do to serve God, hand it over to Him and see what happens. I think God loves those kinds of dreams the best, the ones we thought could never happen, because those dreams are the ones only He can make happen and pursuing them takes faith.

Just be prepared, because when you say to Him, “Please use me;” you are likely in for a wild ride. God always takes the scenic route.

What have you been holding back? Feel free to share.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

Southfork God

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God is constant, just like the sun. It's always there even when we can't see it.
God is constant, just like the sun. He’s always there even when we can’t see Him.

I was a big fan of the television show Dallas, back in the eighties. There were beautiful, rich  people and a ton of drama. When J.R. got, shot, the entire nation was abuzz. I even remember seeing bumper stickers that read, “Who shot J.R.?”

That was a lot of attention for one television show. I’m not sure why we were so captivated by the Ewing family, but as I look back on it, I remember that there was a good son, Bobby and a bad son J.R., who lived at their family ranch called Southfork with their parents Miss Ellie and Jock. Their wives and kids lived there as well, adding to the drama.

The Ewings all sat down to breakfast together every morning and discussed the coming day. Jock was not some far away father who got an occasional visit or phone call from his children. His kids didn’t only visit him on the holidays. They didn’t wait until their lives were in a bind to talk to him. They didn’t wait until they were sick or in trouble to ask him for advice or help.

They started every single day with him at the breakfast table. Now, those Ewings are certainly not a family that I think anyone would want to emulate, but the practice of starting their day with their father made me think about starting the day with my Heavenly Father.

I think that so often, we save the last for God. At the end of the day when we are exhausted, we say our prayers or we wait until we are in crises to seek God’s help. I think we may have it wrong.

In the Cain and Abel story in Genesis, Chapter Four, Cain was a farmer and Abel kept flocks. They both brought sacrifices to God. He accepted Abel’s, but not Cain’s. The fact that God picked a favorite always troubled me until I understand why.

Abel brought, “the best of his firstborn lambs from his flock.” Cain brought, “some of his crops as a gift.” Do you see the difference? Abel brought the best of what he had. Cain brought some of what he had. It wasn’t about the quantity of what they brought or the gift itself. God didn’t prefer the lamb over the crops. He wanted the best.

Cain didn’t like God’s requirement, so in a jealous rage, he killed his brother.

What in the world do Cain and Abel and Jock Ewing have to do with us today? Well, I think, like Bobby and J.R., we should begin our day with our father, with our Heavenly Father. We should start our day giving thanks, asking for guidance and handing over burdens we can’t possibly handle alone.

Like Abel, we should give Him our best, not what we have left over after a busy, stressful day of living. If we try this practice, we may find that our lives are more enriched than we could possibly imagine. I think I’ll try it. Care to join me? Feel free to share.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

Traveling Light

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Wherever you are going, travel with a light heart.
Wherever you are going, travel with a light heart.

Today is the first day of Thanksgiving Break for my kids. They are out of school for an entire week this year. This long break has given many families the chance to travel for the holiday. In fact, the day before Thanksgiving is supposed to be the busiest traveling day of the year.

I have never been one to pack lightly. I always over pack, thinking of all kinds of contingencies, from weather changes to every possible medical need my family may have. I mean, I pack Advil and Pepto-Bismol and Dramamine and Benadryl. I pack four or five pairs of shoes and many changes of undergarments.

Why do I pack all of this stuff? Well, first of all, I’ll blame my sweet mama. She is a notorious over packer, much to the dismay of my dad. He always claimed that we looked like the Clampett’s traveling up and down the road when I was growing up.

However, if I look deeper, it has to do with my need to be ready for anything. It’s a type of control. Do I really need all of that stuff for just a few days away from home?

When Jesus sent his disciples out, he told them to carry no money bag, knapsack or sandals with them. In other words, he told them to travel light. I wonder what the deeper meaning of that command may have been.

What kinds of things do we carry around in our hearts on this life journey? Just like the airlines charge for extra baggage these days, there’s a price we pay for carrying around negative baggage in our hearts.

The beginning of the holiday season is a perfect time to do a heart check because if we are carrying around that extra baggage, it can often be forced to come out at family get togethers when tensions can sometimes run high. So, now is a good time for us to seriously ask ourselves, if we are angry with anyone, (especially a family member), or are we carrying around a long time hurt or resentment towards anyone? Do we have unmet needs for approval from family or loved ones?

After some soul-searching, we need to prayerfully and intentionally give this baggage to God and ask for healing and peace. If we need to forgive, we can ask God for help. But, keep in mind, once we hand these things over, we have to leave them there and not try to pick them back up. It’s a no take backs deal.

Then, we can move forward into this season of thanksgiving with a heart that has room for love and joy and the other gifts of the Holy Spirit. We will have a heart that is no longer burdened with unnecessary baggage and then we make sure to keep it that way. “Above all else, guard your heart, for everything that you do flows from it.” Proverbs 4:23

I’m going to try to travel with a light heart this season. Then, maybe I’ll work on the physical luggage. 🙂  Anyone care to join me? Feel free to comment.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

We Are Like Sailboats.

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This little sailboat has to rely on wind and current to get where it's going.
This little sailboat has to rely on wind and current to get where it’s going.

I have always like boats and being on the water. There’s nothing quite like having the wind blow through your hair when you are riding on a boat. Now, when I say I like boats, I mean boats with motors and steering wheels. I like to know that my captain is in complete control of where we are going. Being at the mercy of the wind doesn’t sound like much fun to me.

Sailboats aren’t like that. There is no motor. They have to rely on wind and current to get them where they are going. I find that kind of frightening. I mean, who knows where I might end up? Sure, a good captain knows how to steer the vessel, but even the best ones have to depend on the wind.

But, there are people who just love sailboats. They find sailing to be the ultimate adventure. I suppose if I were to be completely honest with myself, we are a lot more like sailboats than motor boats. Our lives are often at the mercy of forces that are beyond our control whether we like it or not.

We can do a lot of the steering, but sometimes the currents just pull us in a direction that we don’t really want to go. Sometimes it gets stormy and the skies get dark. Sometimes, there is no wind at all and we just have to drift. How do we handle that? Do we fight it and attempt to sail against the current or try to insist on our own will and sail when there’s no current?

This is where I think it’s important to remember that we worship the One who created the seas and He has the power over the currents and winds in our lives. “He stilled the storm to a whisper; the waves of the sea were hushed.” Psalm 107:29

Yes, the seas of life will get rough from time to time and at other times, we feel like we have been stuck in the same spot for so long, that the winds will never pick up again. But, this is where we have to have some faith.

If there’s a storm blowing around us, we have a lifeline in Jesus. He will help us stay afloat during the storms and grow our faith and make us stronger than we ever were before. We just need to ask for strength and He will provide.

If we are drifting in a sea of endless monotony, we should again take heart, knowing that God has a plan and different timing than our own. He’s taking a season for us to rest and reflect and grow. But, don’t get too comfortable; if you are really praying for some action, it’s coming, so get ready to hang on. Life with Jesus is never boring!

I’m still not sure that I love sailboats, but I can certainly relate to them. How about you? Feel free to share.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

What Does Your Home Say About You?

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Shells picked up from trips to the beach
Shells picked up from trips to the beach

A friend once told me that there should be something from the sea in every room in your house. I don’t know where she heard that from, but since she is a fabulous decorator and I am not, I went home and took a look around. It just so happens, that my family loves the beach and picking up shells, so we do have shells in various places.

But, that had me asking myself a deeper question, what does my house say about me? Now, I’m not talking about whether it’s a mansion or a small apartment. I’m talking about what the inside conveys to the casual visitor about me and my family.

Skip over the dust bunnies and clutter that come from actually living in a home. I’m talking about what hangs on the walls. What color are the walls? Is the furniture comfortable? I have friends who live in houses worthy of Pottery Barn catalogs, but do I feel like I can sit down on the couch and prop my feet up and have a cup of coffee or do I feel relegated to their perfect kitchens?

Are there pictures spread around of good times had with family and friends or is everything perfectly posed or are the walls completely bare? I asked myself all of these questions, because I feel like we are all created by a God who is creative and who wants us to create. But, for many reasons, we are shy about our creativeness. This usually stems from comparing ourselves to others and their abilities, which is not we are supposed to do.

 

This hangs on our porch. Our entire family spent a Saturday afternoon creating it. We all had a part.
This hangs on our porch.My entire family spent a Saturday afternoon creating it. We all had a part.

What about who we worship? If a repairman were to walk through my home, would he know who I worship? I’m not saying there should be a crucifix hanging in every room. I’m just wondering, would it be obvious to the casual observer that I am a Christian. Are there Bible quotes anywhere? Is there a Bible anywhere in plain view?

While we allow ourselves to be constantly bombarded by the electronic world, what does our real, three-dimensional world look like? What does our nest feel like? Is it comfortable? Is it welcoming? Is there a place for reflection and contemplation? Is it inspirational? Do we and those who live with us, feel free to create?

Notice, I never asked if it was perfect. Striving for perfection this side of heaven, is a losing game. I feel like if I’m going to try to live a meaningful and intentional life, then I should surround myself with things that inspire me and make me happy along with things that help to remind me of what really matters. These things don’t have to cost much.

Wall Cross
This hangs on the wall in our kitchen.

 

They are simply things that speak to me and help express who I am and since we are all God’s creations, we should embrace who we are and what we create. So, I challenge you to take a look around your house and unleash the creativity that God has placed within you. Make your space happy, not perfect and watch inspiration take off.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

Responsibility

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The bee takes its responsibility very seriously.Just try to stop it and see what happens!
The bee takes its responsibility very seriously.Just try to stop it and see what happens!

I recently saw a re-run of the movie, Dirty Dancing. (the original of course) We all remember Patrick Swayze’s famous line, “Nobody puts baby in a corner.” But, Jerry Orbach, who played the dad, also has an awesome line at the end of the film when he realized that he had made a mistake in accusing Swayze’s character of doing something he didn’t do. He said, “When I’m wrong, I say I’m wrong.”

Wow, who would have thought, that a teen dance  movie from 1987, would be quote worthy over twenty years later? I have noticed that no one is ever wrong anymore or more precisely, no one admits to being wrong anymore. Once upon a time, responsibility was a cornerstone of our society.

People made mistakes. They owned up to them. There were consequences and then everyone moved on. How many of you reading this, took candy or gum from a store and your mom made you take it back and apologize? I did and my mother marched me right back into Woolworth’s and made me apologize to the cashier. It certainly wasn’t a pleasant experience for me and I’m sure it was embarrassing for her, but it was the right thing to do. She was teaching me responsibility.

There was also a time when we were involved in a car accident, that we immediately apologized to the other driver and admitted fault. We don’t do that anymore. Neither driver ever admits fault even if it’s obvious to every single person involved. Why is that? What has happened to us? Well, we could blame the lawyers and while that’s always fun and they do have some blame, I think the problem runs deeper.

Our politicians are never wrong anymore either. Whether they steal or have extramarital affairs or simply lie to their constituents, they never admit wrongdoing. Our leadership refuses to accept responsibility for their actions.

Part of the foundation of Christianity is repentance. Because of Jesus’ sacrifice for us, we can be forgiven for anything, but, (and this is a big but), we have to admit the sin and ask for forgiveness. God can’t forgive us for something we refuse to admit and therein lies the rub.

Nobody likes to be wrong. We make excuses to make ourselves feel better about what we are doing and we can always find someone else to blame. “It was my parents’ fault.” “I wasn’t raised any better.” “He cheated me first.” This is one of those endless lists.

But, if we want to live in the peace and joy that come from the Holy Spirit, we have to confess our sins to God. That means we have to take responsibility for our actions. While this can be very uncomfortable, it’s not negotiable. “If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.” 1 John 1:19

I think we need to really pray about personal responsibility and act on it. Then, we need to be sure that we are modeling it and teaching it to those around us. I think it’s time for a quiet revolution, one that can make a huge difference. What do you think? Feel free to comment.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

 

That Little Voice

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This Magnum PI car is actually for sale on Hemmings.com
This Magnum PI car is actually for sale on Hemmings.com

One of my favorite shows in the eighties was Magnum PI. I just loved watching him ride around Hawaii in his red Ferrari. Tom Selleck was good-looking and he always got the girl and caught the bad guy. The scenery was gorgeous too and he had two besties that were in on all of his cases. What more could you want in a sixty minute show?

Magnum narrated parts of his show and he was always talking about the little voice inside his head. When he listened to the little voice, things turned out okay. But, he often ignored his little voice and it usually got him into trouble.

We all have a little voice inside our heads. We sometimes listen to it and we sometimes ignore it. Most of the time, when we listen to it, we are able to stay on the right path. When we don’t, we often find ourselves saying something like, “I knew I should or shouldn’t have done, (fill in the blank)” or “Something told me I needed to do (fill in the blank), but I didn’t.”

Has this ever happened to you? It has happened to me a lot and I started wondering about this voice and where it comes from. Is it some sort of imaginary Jiminy Cricket like Pinocchio had? As I began to ponder this, the story of Samuel popped into my mind. His story is found in 1 and 2 Samuel in the Bible.

Samuel was a young boy who was living in the temple with an old priest named Eli. He did a good job serving the Lord. One night when he went to bed, he heard his name called, “Samuel!” He went to see what Eli needed, but Eli hadn’t called him and he returned to bed. This happened three times and Eli figured out that it was God calling him, so he told him to go back to bed and answer, “Speak, your servant is listening.” Samuel did what he was told.

When God called him the fourth time, Samuel told him he was listening, and boy, did God start talking. He had a ton to say. Samuel became a famous prophet for the rest of his life. He was actually the one he anointed King David.

Why did God pick Samuel? Was it because he was doing God’s work or was it because he was listening? I think maybe, it was both. Maybe Samuel could hear God because he was serving God. I also think it’s important that someone older and wiser helped to point the way.

What does this mean for us? I think God speaks to us all of the time through that little voice in our heads. If we want to grow closer to Him, we have to listen. If we want to hear it loudly and clearly, then perhaps we should do more than listen; we should do. We should serve.

I’m going to try to do a better job at listening for God. What about you? What do you think about that little voice? Feel free to comment.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

 

An Evening With Old Friends

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Visiting with old friends is like a day at the beach!
Visiting with old friends is like a day at the beach!

I just had the delightful experience of spending an evening with some of my oldest friends. I have known these ladies for over twenty years. Most of us went to middle school and high school together. One of the joys of growing up in a small town, is that you know just about everybody. Not only do you know everyone, you know their parents, grandparents and siblings. You know their back story and they know yours.

We did a lot of reminiscing. We talked about our favorite high school teachers. We talked about high school crushes and old boyfriends. We talked about high school pranks and shenanigans. We talked about our parents and what they did and didn’t know about the things we used to do. We talked about the horrors of riding the school bus.

We talked about our children and husbands and shared tons of pictures with each other. We posed for pictures on Instagram like a bunch of high school kids. We laughed and laughed until our sides hurt.

We shared stories of health issues that our parents are facing. We shared our own stories of the inevitable pitfalls that occur after turning forty. We have hormonal issues and weight gain. We have worries and wrinkles, but we also have wisdom.

We are all artists now in some way. We have a jewelry maker and two painters. We have homemakers and some awesome mothers. We all are creating beauty in the lives around us.

We grew up in a college town, and as we looked at all of the college students who were standing around, we all grumbled a little about feeling old. But, as I looked at those college kids,  I have to say, I felt gratitude for my forty-something trips around the sun. Sure, it would be nice to be carefree and wrinkle free again, but it feels pretty good to be comfortable in my wrinkled skin and to know who I am and what I believe.

And truthfully, as I look in the mirror these days at my brown spots and wrinkles, I try to ask myself, if I could trade all of those days lying in the sun with these girls for perfect, flawless skin, would I trade? The answer is an unequivocal, no. I have earned all of these crow’s feet and boy, was it fun!

I am very busy these days, just like everyone else. I had a hundred reasons why I didn’t have time to make the trip to Milledgeville for a visit, but I said yes. I had an aunt who died many years ago, of breast cancer. She always said that if a friend called her to do something fun, she went. She said the mop bucket would be there when she got back. Those were wise words.

Visiting with old friends is like a trip to the beach. It’s fun and refreshing and you can’t wait to go back. They “get you” like no one else can and that is priceless. I am going to make it a point to say “yes,” when friends call, because friends are one of life’s greatest blessings and enjoying them is a way of saying thanks to the One who gave them to us. What do you think? Feel free to comment.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂