Friday, May 6, 2016


What is an abundant life?  I recently came back from a retreat where we talked about abundance.  Some of the words that people used to describe abundance were: overflowing, excess, more than.  The leader encouraged us to think about life overflowing, a life of more than what we expect.
Does this mean we should have more money in the bank, more food in the pantry and a bigger house?  Is this abundant life?
God promises to give us what we need, for we are more valuable to him than the lilies in the field and the birds of the air.  I know God wants more for us that survival and sustenance.
I believe the abundance Jesus was talking about in this passage was abundant life in the Spirit.  Many times through scripture Spirit equals life and flesh equals death.  This morning I am meditating on Spiritual abundance; love, joy, peace, faith, gentleness, kindness, generosity, patience, self-control.
It is time to release the desire for earthly treasures again and step into a desire for a truly abundant life.  This is what God desires and this is what my heart and soul are longing for.

Lord,

Thank you so much for the beautiful people you place in our lives for times such as this.  You know our hearts, our worries, and our desires. Align our souls with you so that we may step ever more into the abundant life you have for us, the life you call us to.  All glory and honor to you today and all days.  Amen.

Saturday, March 19, 2016

Ezekiel 36:35"And they will say, 'This land that was desolate has become like the garden of Eden; and the waste and desolate and ruined towns are now inhabited and fortified.'"


The snow was falling so gently and quietly this morning during my morning walk.  As I basked in the quiet time I thought about how snow is like grace.

The snow gently covers the ground, turning what is dead and brown into a gleaming white wonderland.  When the snow begins to melt, it bring much needed moisture to the earth beneath it and because of this, life will spring forth from the grass and trees that have received it.  That beauty, that life in nature blesses us all.  If the ground is saturated and cannot take anymore, the water spills off and is received somewhere else.  If the snow falls on concrete or pavement, something that is too hard and will not receive the moisture from it, the water drains off or evaporates to be sent again at another time or to another place.

Grace gently settles on us, laying a blanket of love over our sins.  It makes our souls pure and gleaming white again when we accept it.  As we accept His grace, we are nourished and renewed, new life springs forth in us and we are able to spread the blessings of grace to all those around us.  If we reject the grace so freely given, it does not stop grace from coming.  It will come again and again, in a new time and new place.  I pray that our souls are ready now and will be ready every moment.

Lord,
What a beautiful walk, thank you for sharing this picture of grace with me.  You bless me and my life in so many ways, I cannot begin to count or list them.  I pray that the snow will always remind me of grace and renewal.  As we prepare for the journey through Holy Week, soften our hearts to receive what you have for each of us, I pray.  Amen.

Tuesday, February 2, 2016

Luke 8:17



I sit, looking out my window, at a heavy blanket of snow. The grass and bushes are covered. My footprints from last night's walk are nowhere to be seen.
As I ponder this verse, the metaphor is not lost on me. How often do I try to cover up my mistakes, my earthly, fleshly desires? I think I do a good job hiding them, keeping them under wraps. For a while I do. Invariably those things I have tried to hide from myself and others are revealed. The longer I deny them, the deeper they embed themselves into the depths of my being.
I am thankful to know that nothing is truly hidden from God. I can deceive myself but in His tender mercy, He brings them to light again so that I have the opportunity to be truly healed. As we step closer to the season of Lent, I cannot help but wonder what incredible things the Lord has in store for me. I cannot help but wonder what things He is calling, in His tender mercy, for you to be healed from as well. I believe we all need healing of some sort.
It is not Lent on the church's liturgical calendar yet, but I feel I am being led into a time of reflection, confession, and healing now. God didn't make our calendar, all things are done in His time.  The blanket of snow will melt in my yard.  The grass and bushes will be revealed and so will all things I have hidden.  It is His will and I am ready.
All glory, laud, and honor to my Redeemer and King!


Monday, February 1, 2016


I sit, this morning, in darkness. I am waiting for the light to come.

When I read this passage I cannot seem to get beyond the words about light. In verse 105 of this same chapter it says, “Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path.” There are verses about light throughout scripture and we need light.
Very soon, Christians will begin the season of Lent. This is a time of reflection and humility before the Lord. I have been in a season of reflection for a few weeks now. Not only do I wait for the sun to rise outside my front window, I wait for the Light to come fill my heart to overflowing once more.
I go through times of revisiting my past and, unfortunately for me, this seems to dredge up old wounds, deep hurts, and left over anger that has never really gone away. Is this why I am sitting in darkness? Perhaps. I have been here many times in the past and I suspect this will not be the last time in my life on earth that I will be here. I know the Light will come. The Light has come and will come again.
Whatever your battles, whatever your struggles, seek the light. Wait for the Light. Search the words of the Lord, you will find light; you will find understanding.
I wait for the light and I know, I have seen it before; the light is glorious and breathtaking when it breaks through the darkness.
Keep watch and enjoy the sunrise and the Sonrise!

Hallelujah and Amen.