Letting Kids Decide

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Sometimes, we can forget that our spiritual safety is just as important as the physical.
Sometimes, we can forget that our spiritual safety is just as important as the physical.

In a recent Sunday school class discussion, someone commented that they knew someone who was going to let their kids decide at age twelve, if they were going to continue to attend church.

I was floored. I immediately asked those who were in attendance to raise their hands if their parents took them to church as kids. Everyone in the room raised their hand. I then asked if it was something that they wanted to do or had a choice in, everyone once again agreed. They had no choice and didn’t enjoy it. Yet, here they were as adults, in their thirties and forties, with children of their own, attending church.

Hmmm, I think I recall a Bible verse about that in Proverbs. “Train a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not turn from it.” Proverbs 22:6

A twelve-year-old child is in 6th or 7th grade. Would we allow that child to stop eating vegetables if they chose to? Would we allow that child to stop doing their homework if they chose to? Would we allow that child to start staying out all night and drinking with friends? Would we allow that child to start experimenting with drugs?

These are ridiculous questions. The answer to all of them is a resounding, “no.” But, these questions deal with the physical body. What about the spiritual?

An AP poll in 2011 reported that 77% of Americans believe in angels and 88% of Christians believe in angels. If we believe in angels, then we have to believe in an unseen spiritual realm. We also have to believe that there are evil forces in that unseen realm as well.

The Bible is very clear about this in Ephesians 6:12. Paul tells us that we are “not fighting against flesh- and- blood enemies, but against evil rulers and authorities of the unseen world, against mighty powers in this dark world , and against evil spirits in the heavenly places.” He then goes on to discuss the Armor of God.

So the question becomes, would we send a twelve-year-old into a spiritual battle without the backing of the Armor of God? Do we believe that a child’s soul is any less important than his physical body? As Christians, there can only be one answer to that question. The answer has to be, “no.”

I have never met a parent who regrets taking their children to church. I have met many who regret not taking their children to church. The kids may whine and complain about having to attend, but they whine and complain about eating vegetables, doing their homework and attending school, too. Some things just aren’t a choice when you are growing up. They are a necessity and the adults know best.

That’s how God set it up. What do you think about letting children decide whether to attend church or not? I’d love to hear from you.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

 

Just a Minute….

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Procrastination seems to be an inborn trait.
Procrastination seems to be an inborn trait.

Our Sunday school class was discussing the topic of why children disobey their parents. Inevitably, we began sharing the things that our kids say that drive us crazy. One of the universal complaints was the, “just a minute answer,” when we make a request of them.

It sometimes appears in phrases like, “hang on,” or “hold on.” For my family in particular, I get these words when it’s time for dinner. I never call those kids to dinner when they don’t have a reason for not coming immediately. I often joke that if I had a nickel for every time I hear their excuses, I would be a wealthy woman.

They are good excuses too. You know, like, “The show is almost over;” or “I’m in the middle of a game;” or “I have to go to the bathroom.” (just to name a few)

The beauty of adult community, is that we get to talk about this kind of stuff and we often realize that our kids are no different that anyone else’s. We share and we learn different parenting strategies from each other. That was the case here. But, after the class, I kept thinking about the seemingly universal desire to procrastinate.

Most all kids seem to do it. But are adults any better? Kids often provide the perfect observation of inborn human behavior. I began a little self-examination. I’m afraid I didn’t fare much better.

Whether it was a better exercise regimen to eating healthier, from calling an old friend, to sending a sympathy card, to planning dinner with friends; I hate to admit that I often have the same, “just a minute,” attitude, like my kids. The only difference, is I don’t say it out loud.

The problem with the, “just a minute,” attitude, is the same way dinner gets cold when we leave it on the table for too long, there are some opportunities in life, that have a time stamp. We never know what tomorrow will bring. Sometimes doing it now is the best way to go.

We have friends who we were trying to get together for dinner recently. We mentioned it to them and they were interested, but the proposed evening didn’t work. We put it off. In this case, the hubby was leaving town for a few months, so the window was short. I got an e-mail from my sweet friend after a few days, that simply said, “He is leaving Tuesday, if you want to do dinner, we have to do it this weekend. No pressure.”

It took a little vulnerability on her part, but I was so happy that she sent me that note. Of course we wanted to get together, we were just, “waiting a minute,” and almost missed our opportunity for a really fun evening of fellowship. We set a date immediately and had a blast.

Then I had to ask myself how often God calls me to do something and I plan on getting to it. I’m not disobeying exactly. I’m just putting what I’m doing at the moment, ahead of God’s call. It’s kind of like my kids coming to dinner. But, if I’m not disobeying exactly, then I’m not obeying either.

I think I need to be more vigilant about this. I think I need to do the important things now, responding to God and connecting with friends and family should be the top of the list. There are only so many hours in a day and so many days. I think I need to try to make the to-do list short and get it done.

How about you? How do you do with procrastination? I’d love to hear from you.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

Embracing the Broken-Spirited and Broken-Hearted

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It's easy to identify people with broken bodies, but what about those with broken hearts?
It’s easy to identify people with broken bodies, but what about those with broken hearts?

Our children’s pastor, Anne, delivered our sermon on Sunday. Not being a regular pastor, she a had a ton of tiny nuggets to share on familiar scripture, from a new and fresh perspective. I enjoyed it so much, I thought I would share some of her insight here.

The sermon came from Matthew, Chapter 13 and it was on the parable of the wheat and the weeds. Jesus loved to tell stories with layers of meanings using metaphors that common people could understand. The snapshot is that a farmer planted good seed, but during the night his enemy came and planted weeds. When the plants began to grow, the workers couldn’t tell the wheat from the weeds, (the good from the bad). When they asked the farmer if they should pull the weeds, he told them no that it would be too easy to uproot the wheat as well. He said to let it all grow together until the harvest and it would be separated then.

Anne pointed out that we all have within us wheat and weeds. None of us are perfect. We all struggle with our own metaphorical weeds. But, sometimes we are not able to truly discern good from bad. For example, what if God put it in your heart to be angry about a situation so you could work on changing it? If you decided all anger is bad, you would have pulled wheat instead of a weed.

Likewise, if we know that we have a serious weed that we need to work on, we need to accept that we can’t pull it alone. We need to ask for God’s help.  She said true change comes from our hearts with God’s help.

Anne said we must surrender our hearts to God first and then ask about the weeds. Jesus said that we weren’t just supposed to go around haphazardly pulling them.

Another layer that she discussed was the people around us. It’s easy to look around and call out the people who we see as weeds. You know the ones, the constant complainers, the ones who are always angry, or the people who are never satisfied. It’s very tempting to write them off. I mean, what are they doing to contribute to society or to the Kingdom of God?

It was in the next sentences that God revealed a personal weed to me. Anne said, what if these people just need someone to reach out to them and ask them what is going on in their lives? What if they are having marital problems, family problems, money problems, etc.. What if they are broken- spirited and broken- hearted?

Ouch! I really struggle with this. I am a very positive person, a glass half-full kind of gal. When I encounter super negative people, I just smile politely and walk away. Who needs that kind of negativity? Right? But, what if those people just need a positive person to listen to them and share encouraging words of love and grace? What if they need someone to pray for them? How will I know their need, if I avoid them like the plague?

I’m going to work on this particular weed. I’m thankful that Anne preached on Sunday and I’m thankful for her insight. Most of all, I’m thankful for a loving and patient God who is always at work in helping me get it right.

What about you? Are there any weeds you should work on? God is ready when you are.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

Let’s Call an Ace an Ace

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Maybe we would all be better off if we called an Ace an Ace.
Maybe we would all be better off if we called an Ace an Ace.

I like to read inspirational blogs. They make me smile and feed my soul. But, one thing I find consistent among them is the fact that they don’t call Satan by name. They call him the enemy of our souls, or something similar. While this is a true description, why not call him out?

I don’t write much about Satan. Quite frankly, I don’t like to give him the press. However, I think that pretending he doesn’t exist is dangerous for us as Christians. We do have an enemy. We are not supposed to fear him. God has given us victory. But, not keeping our eye out for him doesn’t make good sense.

I heard Joyce Meyer say in one of her sermons, that we need to confidently call Satan out when we know he is trying to thwart God’s plans for us. She said we should boldly say out loud, “Get behind me, Satan!” Where have we heard that before?

Jesus said that to Peter shortly before the crucifixion. In Matthew, chapter 16, Jesus is explaining what is coming. Peter, who loved Jesus, deeply, pulled Jesus aside and said (and I paraphrase here), “Surely, there has to be another way. This can’t happen.”

What happens next always bothered me, but upon closer reading, I understand it. Jesus looks Peter in the eye and says, “Get behind me, Satan! You are a stumbling block to me; you do not have in mind the things of God, but the things of men.” Matthew 16:23

Ouch! Poor Peter, he loved Jesus and didn’t want him to die and Jesus called him Satan. But, upon closer inspection, I don’t think Jesus was calling Peter, Satan. He wasn’t saying that Peter was suddenly possessed. No, I think he knew that Satan had gotten in Peter’s ear and was appealing to his human side. Satan knew Jesus was human as well as God. He took a shot.

Jesus didn’t fall for it and called him out. It appears from the rest of the story that he moved on. He didn’t try to appeal to Jesus through Peter again.

Satan likes to move in secret. Perhaps, one of our best defenses is to call him out. Last week, I went to bed planning to rise early and go for a walk. I have some of my best conversations with God on my morning walks. I am surrounded by nature as the earth wakes up. I pray and I listen as I work my body, soul, and mind. I had been out of my routine and had resolved to get back into it.

Well, at around 6:15, my hubby tapped my shoulder letting me know we were out of dog food, ugh!  I climbed out of bed, brushed my teeth an threw on some clothes and went to Publix, thinking they opened at 6:00. I still had plenty of time.

Upon arrival, Publix was closed. They don’t open until 7:00. Undaunted, I sat in the parking lot and waited for twenty minutes. I got the food and went home. When I opened the bag to pour it into the bin, I missed, dumping dog food on the floor. I was very frustrated at this point.

Joyce Meyer popped into my mind. I said out loud through clenched teeth, while cleaning up the laundry room floor, “Get behind me Satan!”

It worked. I did take that walk and had some wonderful prayer time. Two ideas for posts were born.

When we are called to do something by God, whatever it is, we really should pay attention. That is the prime time when Satan will try to thwart us. It could come in so many seemingly innocent forms, from a friend inviting us to do something more fun to our car not starting. Satan’s plan is to thwart God’s plan; pure and simple. So, if you are on the path God has put you on and hurdles keep falling in your way, say a prayer for strength and patience. Then call Satan out.

God will win and so will you.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

You Are an Original

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This mimosa tree growing among stately old live oaks made me smile.
This mimosa tree growing among stately old live oaks made me smile.

On a recent trip to Hilton Head, my family was biking along, and this mimosa tree caught my eye. It was growing among magnificent old live oaks and a palmetto tree. (never was sure why they are palm trees in Florida, but palmettos in South Carolina). It was almost comical growing there. It reminded me of a Dr. Seuss book with its fluffy pink blooms in the middle of all of the greens and browns.

It reminded me of an illustration in a Dr. Seuss book.
It reminded me of an illustration in a Dr. Seuss book.

I have always been in awe of God’s creativity and I try to embrace the fact that He loves variety too. We are all created differently, yet in His image. Try to explain that one to teenagers.

Human beings seem to be born with the innate desire to get approval from our peers. We want to fit in and be like everyone else. We also have the inborn desire to be the best at everything. We can make just about anything into a competition. With kids it’s often sports, but it’s also who has the highest grade or who can read the most books? Who took the best summer vacation? Who can draw the best picture?

It starts with children, but it’s most often fueled by adults who are no better than our kids when it comes to competing.

But here’s the thing, God created us all to be unique with unique personalities and talents to be used to serve Him. We were created to live right now, right where we are, not twenty years ago, or fifty years from now. Each one of us was planned well in advance, by a God who does not make mistakes.

And guess what else; He sometimes creates beauty simply for His enjoyment. I was taking a walk recently and a tiny purple flower was growing in a bunch of tall grass all by itself. It caught my eye. I wondered briefly what it was doing there and then I found myself saying a prayer of thanks to God for planting it.

God seems to enjoy placing the beautiful and unique in the most unexpected places. We see this all of the time in nature. We accept it. Why would we think that humanity would be any different? What if we learned to embrace what makes us different and ask God how to use it?

My daughter has a close-knit group of friends who I adore. I am thankful everyday that she has chosen her friends wisely up to this point. While these girls are alike in many ways, they are also different, and of course, that’s what they would change about themselves. At every opportunity, I try to point out to them as well as my own children, that their differences make them special and don’t we all want to be special?

I can never stress enough to the kids that cross my path or to parents, that each child is special to God. Whether an athlete or an artist, a straight A student or a C student, funny or serious, quirky or straight-laced; each child is made with a plan that only God knows, but it’s a good plan and it will lead to an abundant life. Our job as adults is to nurture those kids and encourage them at every turn to use their unique gifts.

Come to think of it, we should do the same with the adults in our lives as well as ourselves. So, if you are a mimosa growing among graceful Spanish moss dripping oak trees, stand up a little straighter and own it. We are all different. You just have the ability to show it on the outside and when you embrace it, I think you make God smile.

Don’t we all smile when someone compliments our work? What do you think? I’d love to hear from you.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

It is Well With My Soul

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The famous hymn, "It is Well with My Soul," was penned in 1873.
The famous hymn, “It is Well with My Soul,” was penned in 1873.

We had a substitute preacher last Sunday and he did a musical sermon. He would give background on some well-known old hymns and then the choir would sing them and sometimes he would call on the congregation to sing along. It was a moving experience. It kind of reminded me of the old-fashioned revivals from my childhood.

The story behind the hymn, “It is Well with My Soul,” really stuck with me, so much so, that I did a little research on it myself.

It was written by a man named Horatio Spafford in 1873. He was a wealthy man who was a lawyer. By all accounts, he was a great person. He and his wife had five children, one boy and four girls. In 1870 their only son died of Scarlet Fever. In 1871, he was ruined financially by the Great Chicago Fire. He had placed most of his investments in real estate and lost almost everything.

He and his wife were said to have worked tirelessly with the homeless after the fire. There were ninety thousand homeless at the time. In 1873, his wife, Anna’s health was failing and it was suggested that she travel to England. He was going to accompany her and their four girls, but at the last minute had to remain in Chicago for business.

During the voyage over the Atlantic, the passenger liner was struck by an iron ship and rapidly sunk. All four daughters were killed. His wife Anna survived and sent him a telegram that simply said, “Saved alone….”

On his voyage to meet his beloved wife, the captain had him summoned to the bridge and told him that this was the spot where the ship went down. It was in those moments that the words to the hymn came to him.

Are your tears flowing yet? Can you imagine the pain this man was enduring, but still had the faith and trust in God to say, “It is well with my soul?” It’s easy to praise God when everything is going well. It’s easy to yell “hallelujah!” when we are on top. But, how do we do when we are at rock bottom.

Horatio hung onto his faith. He was blessed with three more children, one they named Grace, and he and his wife moved to Jerusalem and helped found a group called the American Colony. Its mission was to serve the poor.

Like Job, Horatio refused to curse God. His faith never wavered. He and his wife clung together and continued to serve and we have one of the most beautiful hymns ever written to remember him by. What a beautiful legacy.

Is it well with your soul? If not, say a prayer, seek God. No matter the circumstances, it can be well with your soul. Horatio’s story is proof.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

Keys

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Remember how excited you were to get your first set of keys?
Remember how excited you were to get your first set of keys?

We recently decided that it was time to give my son a set of keys to our house. He hasn’t really needed any before now. I pick him up from school. But, this summer there have been a few times when he was at a neighbor’s house and needed to get into our house, but couldn’t.

When I told him that we wanted to give him house keys, you should have seen the look on his face. I mean it was like Christmas had come early. He bugged me for days about getting them. At last, we made a trip to Lowe’s and they have this nifty machine where you can pick out your color and everything. He was delighted.

Next he had to get a cool key chain (or two), complete with an LED light and a Lego character. He couldn’t wait to get home and try them on both doors. When he used them the first time, he was just as pumped.

Human beings love keys. Even babies love keys. Most of them have a plastic set. When someone has done something spectacular, they are sometimes given a key to the city where they live.

What is it about keys that make us walk a little taller? Maybe it’s when someone gives you a key to something, be it a house, a car or a business, they are saying, “I trust you with something I consider precious.”  They are saying that they consider us responsible and worthy and that makes us feel good.

Jesus is our key to the Kingdom of Heaven. When we realize and accept that he is the son of God and appreciate the sacrifice he made for us, we have a key to Heaven’s Gates. Are we giddy about it? Are we excited or has that enormous truth become old news?

I use a key to get into my house everyday. It’s no big deal now; but when I was handed that key by a realtor, when the house was brand new, it was worth its weight in gold to me. It represented dreams and aspirations and my family’s future. I was as excited that day as my son was when he got his keys.

Most of us can remember when we truly, “got” Jesus. It was an overwhelming feeling to try to grasp all of that love, grace and forgiveness. It was the time we received our key. Because of our key, we can pray anytime. We can visit God anytime. We don’t have to wait for someone to open the door to the church on Sunday. We can access God 24/7.

That’s something to get excited about. That’s something that still makes me smile and stand up a little taller. It’s the most perfect, beautiful gift we will ever receive. My son’s keys were a gentle reminder not to let my key to eternity become run of the mill. Maybe it was a reminder for you too. What do you think?

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

Compelled to Help

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Have you ever felt compelled to help someone?
Have you ever felt compelled to help someone?

I recently saw an amazing video on Facebook. It has apparently been floating around since March, but I just saw it for the first time. I have pasted the link below if you would like to check it out for yourself. I have been unable to get it out of my mind and I felt compelled to share it here.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3kImQFMzJ4w

A young woman gets on a bus in Philadelphia with her one week old baby. The baby was having some type of breathing issue and the young mother was on the way to a hospital get medical attention. A man followed her onto the bus and began harassing her. He wanted to see the baby and then to touch the baby. The young woman, afraid for her child, said no. The man became agitated.

Enter, Tameka Bates, a pastor. She stood between the mother and the assailant. Over and over again, he attempted to get around her and over and over again, she stood in his way. That’s awesome right? We all love Good Samaritan stories. But, here’s the cool part.

The entire time, she kept telling the man, “The blood of Jesus is against you. I rebuke you in the name of Jesus.” While looking at the young mother and saying, “I’ll protect you. I have you covered.”

The video shows others sitting idly by and doing nothing to help, but Tameka Bates never backed down and in fact, followed the young mother off of the bus as she continued to tell her she was protected. The young woman burst into tears.

The man went on to attack a security officer who worked for the bus.

When Tameka was asked if she would have intervened had she known how violent the man was, she didn’t miss a beat. She said absolutely. She said she knew he “wasn’t right,” but felt compelled to help. She said she didn’t fear him because, (Here’s the headline)…. She knew that the greater being within her could defeat whatever was in him.

She felt compelled to help and was not afraid. As Christians, we are supposed to reach out to a hurting world. That often looks like providing  food or sending aid to somewhere far away. It sometimes is inviting someone to church.

But, how often do we think about physically protecting another human being and calling on the blood of Jesus as our shield? Jesus said in Luke 10:19, “Look, I have given you authority over all power of the enemy, and you can walk among snakes and scorpions and crush them. Nothing will injure you.”

While some churches have used this verse to engage in snake handling, (definitely not my thing), Jesus is giving his followers authority over evil. He says in red-letter words, that we are covered.

How many of us walk around with that fearless kind of faith? How many of us are that bold in the face of danger? Tameka was compelled by the Holy Spirit and she acted in faith and Jesus had her covered as well as the young mother. I wonder what that young lady’s faith looks like now, after that intervention.

Tameka is an inspiration to all Christians. I want to aspire to be more like her. I want to be compelled to help and to do so fearlessly. What about you? What do you think?

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

 

Why Settle for 20/40 When You Can Have 20/10?

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There's an awful lot of beauty out there. Why miss any of it?
There’s a whole lot of beauty out there. Why miss any of it?

I recently made an appointment for my daughter to see an optometrist. She has headaches fairly often and is going into tenth grade. That was the year I had to get glasses. I come from a long line of visually impaired folks. My mama has worn glasses practically her entire life. My brother and sister had to get glasses in early elementary school. It was just a matter of time, I suppose, until I had to join the glasses wearing world.

I remember the doctor telling me that my vision was 20/40. It wasn’t bad. He suggested that I wear glasses in class to see the board and simply take them off when class was over. I remember vividly my fifteen-year-old reply to that. “I’m not wearing glasses.” He didn’t skip a beat and said, “Okay, we will put you in contact lenses.”

I have worn contact lenses for close to thirty years now and here’s what I’ve learned. When you wear contact lenses, your vision is super crisp. They can correct it to something like 20/10 which is better than perfect vision. Once you can see the world with that super sharp vision, you aren’t willing to settle for less. 20/20 really isn’t good enough anymore.

My daughter has been willing to settle for daily headaches. She has been comfortable with taking ibuprofen daily. But, why settle, when you don’t have to?

I think our faith walk is the same way. We can attend church fairly regularly and read the Bible and pray sporadically. We can know and accept the love of Jesus, but continue to hold him at arm’s length. We can choose to seek him during holidays and when times are tough. We can have that kind of relationship, but why would we settle for that?

God can be like those distant cousins that we see at the yearly family reunion or He can be our daily guide to life. The choice is ours. The story of the Prodigal Son is evidence that He will take us back, but why settle for less than an everyday, crisp faith walk?

Why miss out on the peace that “passeth all understanding,” that comes from close relationship with God? Why miss out on the beauty of grace that come from walking with Jesus, not just from visiting with him sporadically? Why miss out on the love and joy that comes from close relationship?

I think we are better off with the attitude of that fifteen- year- old which meant putting contacts in first thing in the morning and wearing them until bed time and totally appreciating the beauty and wonder that would have been missed without them.

Let’s go for 20/10 and see what happens. I bet we will be wonderfully surprised at the clarity we get, not to mention the fantastic scenery. What do you think? I’d love to hear from you.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

Antioxidants for the Soul

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Maybe our souls need antioxidants just like our bodies do.
Maybe our souls need antioxidants just like our bodies do.

I can hardly turn on the television anymore without hearing something about antioxidants and their importance to our health. Fruits, vegetables, tea and wine are all chock-full of magic cells to keep us healthy and new things get added to the list daily like coffee and beer. In the shower this morning, I noticed that my hair conditioner claims to contain antioxidants.

So I began to wonder, what are antioxidants exactly? I Googled it and turned up way more scientific jargon than I needed. The short version is that our bodies produce free radicals which are bad as well as antioxidants which are good. Unfortunately, we produce more bad than good especially as we age. Furthermore, things like pollution, the sun, smoking and x-rays also produce free radicals. That’s why we need to take in antioxidants to counter their effects. It’s like a constant cell war going on inside of our bodies.

So, I began thinking that if we need antioxidants for our bodies, surely we need them for our souls. Isn’t there a constant soul war going on too?  But what would they look like and where would they come from?

The free radicals are everywhere. They would be stress, anger, the media, societal pressures, the need to compete, the inability to ever be satisfied with what we have or where we are or who we are. I think I could come up with a never-ending list of free radicals for our souls.

But, what about the antioxidants? What should we do to soothe and strengthen our hearts and souls against the free radicals? First of all, we could take time to rest. We can never hear God if we don’t listen. In my experience, He’s not a yeller. We can pray as we seek peace and downtime. We can actively seek peace. We will never find it if we don’t rest and get quiet. Peace won’t chase us down and seek us. We have to seek it.

We can have a positive attitude to the people God has placed in our lives. They are here, just like we are here, for a reason. We can adopt an attitude of thankfulness. Whatever the circumstances, there is always something to be thankful for.

We can read the Bible. It’s full of examples of people who lived in trying times. It’s full of people who made mistakes. It’s full of people who turned away from God as well as those who turned towards Him. It’s full of forgiveness and grace. It’s a story that’s so much bigger than we are, yet we are part of it.

We can attend worship service. A good worship service is always medicine for weary souls.

We can get outside and enjoy this beautiful world that God has created for us. We can watch a sunrise or a sunset or a thunderstorm.

As it turns out, I was able to think of way more antioxidants for the soul than free radicals. Hmmmm, why does that not surprise me?

God is good!

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂