Hitting the Refresh Button On Our Discouragement

Are you feeling discouraged?

Are the challenges in your life overwhelming at times?

I believe hitting the Refresh button on our troubled souls can help.

We should focus on God’s promises and reflect on the evidence of His grace and blessings in our lives.

The truth of God’s word can help us shut out worldly distractions and discouragement.

The key? We must remember who we are in Christ.

Always, always, always, even when it pours. when it rains it pours

When It Rains

I remember a difficult time in my life several years ago. I had recently become a Christian, and it seemed like a lot of things were going wrong, all at once. The difficulties piled on, one right after the other.

My recovery from a terrible accident felt like it was taking forever. Keeping up with my job responsibilities was difficult. The heavy cast on my damaged leg was a constant reminder of the accident and the effect it had on my family.

I just felt…broken.

Isn’t it interesting how the devil attacks when we’re at our most vulnerable?

One evening my husband and I went to a Wednesday worship service at our church.

The praise music was great. It lifted my spirits to sing out loud with fellow believers.

I stood in line to receive the Lord’s Supper. When it was my turn, the deacon placed the wafer in my outstretched hands and said, “Remember, you are God’s masterpiece.”

I’ve never forgotten his words. It was the right encouragement and the precious reminder that I needed to hear at that moment.

“Remember, you are God’s Masterpiece.”

The Master Designer thought enough of me and my potential to send me into the world.

He thinks enough of you, too.

It’s up to us, along with the guidance of the Holy Spirit, to delight in God and shine His light to the whole world.

You are God's Masterpiece

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Heartbroken For Our Troubled Nation

Heartbroken For Our Troubled Nation

Pray for our police

Words can hardly describe my sadness after what happened tragically in Dallas Thursday night. My husband and I turned on the news, and like most of America, watched the horrific events unfold. Several Dallas law enforcement officers were ambushed, mowed down, and murdered after what is being described as a peaceful rally downtown. Bystanders and other officers were wounded and are now recovering in the hospital. These officers were simply doing their job and that was to protect the peaceful protestors and any onlookers.

My heart is breaking for these people, their families and loved ones, for Dallas, and for our country. I wept as we watched non-stop news coverage and heard replays of the kill shots. I am still weeping and shaken in my heart.

They showed video of one police officer standing by his police car. He pounded the car window with his fist, wiped tears from his eyes, and got down on his knees and prayed.

I can only imagine what he was going through.

Poignant Words in the Midst of Tragedy

I wanted to share a portion of an excellent Facebook post from Taya Kyle, wife of slain US Navy Seal, Chris Kyle.

My husband and I attended his memorial service three years ago. Taya, in the midst of her grief, was able to speak eloquently through her tears about her husband’s service to our country. Her words touched me deeply.

I believe that her Facebook post concerning Thursday’s mass murder in downtown Dallas is worth sharing.

From Taya Kyle, https://www.facebook.com/TayaKyleAmericanWife/posts/1104747409571383:0.

To anyone who has lost a loved one out of someone else’s hatred, my heart breaks for you. Today I am physically ill for the police officers in Dallas who lost their lives or were shot because of someone else’s hate. My heart is broken for you and your families. I mean that literally. I am physically ill over your loss and the devastation of life as you knew it.
To anyone who has fanned the fire of someone else’s hate, their blood is on your hands too. It is time for people to stand up for Godly values. It is time to start encouraging each other to rise above and find inner peace. It is time to remember it is a fallen world and our job is to find grace and strength in spite of our suffering.

Jesus Came to Save us All

Red, and yellow, black, and white – we are ALL precious in His sight, including the unborn.

The Monday morning quarterbacks will come out from everywhere to blame this problem on a particular group or race, even the guns, you name it. Furthermore, racial hatred (against blacks, whites, every skin color) is from man, not God.

Evil is everywhere. Please pray for your non-believing friends and family members to seek the Savior. Only God can provide salvation and saving grace to a person – no human-elected government, leader, or principality will ever come close to giving our nation and our world what it needs.

May our whole country pray for repentance and turn back to God.

A nation in need of our Savior

 

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Blue Jean Christianity

Blue Jean Christianity and What it Means to Me

What is “Blue Jean” Christianity?

blue jean ChristianityThe good news is that it has nothing to do with that pair of jeans we own, so our closets are good. 🙂

Frankly, the idea of a Blue Jean Christianity has a spiritual meaning for me. It’s a term I came up with to describe a “casual” faith.

It’s the kind of faith that surfaces only on our terms, when it benefits us, or makes us look good. Sadly, a casual or lukewarm faith doesn’t exist for God’s purposes, but for our own. It’s when church-attending happens only twice a year.

The Bad News

We know that God is sickened by “lukewarm” believers.

Whoa – did I say “sickened?”

So then because thou art lukewarm, and neither cold nor hot, I will spue thee out of my mouth.From Revelation 3:16, King James Version (KJV), Public Domain.

A graphic description, huh? God is so nauseated by lukewarm faith that He wants to spit it out of His mouth.

If that isn’t convicting, I don’t know what else is.

Unfortunately, that kind of faith used to describe me, starting back during my college years up until about age 30. I believed in God, but never talked about my faith or got into discussions about faith matters. I went to a few church services in college, but not many after that. It was all about the business of friendships and pursuing a career. I never even considered my eternal consequences. The adage, “come what may,” seemed to suit me perfectly.

But God

I was heading in one direction back then, but God’s will would not fail. It took several wake-up calls, before I finally got it. I’m grateful that my life changed, even though the spiritual road I’ve been on is fraught with a lot of painful bumps and bruises. It took time, but God is now at the center of my life where He should be.

Have I missed opportunities to share my faith? Yes. Instead of seizing an opportune moment, I’ve taken the easy, “keep your mouth shut” route. We all do it at times. God opens a door, and we’ve blown it.

It Ain’t Over Til It’s Over

A glance at the definitions of “lukewarm” in the dictionary include “tepid, and “blase.´”

Do those terms describe your faith?

Does your faith take a back seat, present only on Sundays? Or, are you active, engaged, and ready to share when an appropriate occasion comes up?

We can pray for those opportunities, and God will bless our prayers.

Why Did God Put Us Here in the First Place?

It’s pretty simple. We’re here to glorify God. Our focus should be on Him, not on fame, celebrity, fortune, or anything society deems as most important.

That means that casually pulling out the “faith card,” only when we’re in the mood or at church, doesn’t cut it.

No one is advocating tackling someone or “thumping” them, as some atheists and misguided people like to characterize what we do. They are wrong on so many levels.

As human beings, we should care about the lost because,

God cares that none of us should perish.

Nonbelievers will face judgment.

Our Truly Caring God

He created us, not the other way around.

Thankfully, we have a just and merciful God. He has clearly paved a way for our redemption through the Cross, our repentance, and faithful prayers. Once we take hold of that divine promise, how could we not share it with our neighbors?

The time is coming when this world will sink into apostasy. It’s already infecting America, and it’s spreading rapidly like an incessant virus. Our blessed hope is in God’s promise of salvation for authentic believers, and He always keeps His promises. Our desire should be to take the promptings from the Holy Spirit and plant those seeds when and where we can. The Holy Spirit will do the rest. Our mission field could be overseas, or it could be right down the street in our neighborhood.

The Lord is not slack concerning his promise, as some men count slackness; but is longsuffering to us-ward, not willing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentance.                                      –From 2 Peter 3:9, King James Version (KJV), Public Domain.

what constitutes successLife isn’t about bragging rights – that new car, new house, or vacation in Hawaii.

If you’re braggin’, it ain’t right.  😉

Those fortunes are exciting for a time, but unlike what society says, they don’t represent the true meaning of success. Our lives are designed to worship and glorify God.We are here for His pleasure.

Do we thank Him for those blessings when they come our way? Do our lives and actions always reflect His glory? If we’re honest, the answer is most likely, “not always.”

Something to think about, huh?

Holy Spirit power

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A Young Girl’s Crush on Michael Landon

Michael Landon, A Young Girl’s Crush

Little Joe Cartwright

I used to have the biggest crush on (the late) Michael Landon.

Any other fans out there?

I first fell in love with him when he played Little Joe Cartwright on “Bonanza,” my favorite TV western at the time.

I bet you’re humming the theme song right now, huh?

Here you go!

Sorry, I couldn’t resist.

“Bonanza” was a huge hit with viewers. After over a decade of episodes, the show was cancelled in 1973.

A year later, Michael successfully took on the role of Charles Ingalls in the heartwarming TV series, “Little House on the Prairie.” I’ve seen every episode multiple times.

If only modern television shows could be as innocent as those again, right? I still watch “Little House” reruns when there’s nothing else on. Sometime I get a little teary-eyed, depending on the episode. Just ask my husband. 🙂

Me: Sniff sniff

Husband: Are you crying? What’s wrong?

Me: Nothing!

Husband: What are you watching?

Me: “Little House on the Prairie.”

Husband walks away laughing.

Crushing on Michael Landon

I still haven’t forgotten the day I got to shake Michael Landon’s hand.

Be still, my young girl’s heart.

I must have been about eight years old. Every year, for many years, my Dad would take me to the Arkansas State Fair. Michael Landon on set

One year, Michael Landon was headlining. When he stepped out onto the stage, I was completely starstruck. He gave a warm greeting, said a few words, and then sang a song. The man could sing! Who knew?

I was sure he was singing just to me. 😉

After that, Michael saddled up a beautiful black and white horse and began a slow ride around the big arena. Michael was shaking hands with countless numbers of kids hanging over the bottom railings.

I wanted to go down there too, but like I said, I was starstruck.

Then my Dad said, “You want to meet him, don’t you? Go on down there!”

That’s all it took. A little encouragement from my Dad and, the next thing you know, I was bounding down the steps to join the throng of kids. As Michael approached on his horse, I felt my heart skip a beat.

Then it was my turn. Michael grinned at me and shook my hand as he rode by on his horse.

I was off the charts excited. I couldn’t even wash my hands that night.

Despite my childhood dreams, my plan to marry Michael never panned out.

Many years have passed, but I’ll never forget that special day with Dad at the Arkansas State Fair when he said to me, “You want to meet him, don’t you?”

Someday, at the end of my life, I’ll be running towards THE most important person in the world, my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.

I want to meet Him, don’t you?!

Rest in peace Michael Landon

**Photos, courtesy of and in order of appearance: 
Michael Landon in “Bonanza.”
Michael Landon in “Little House on the Prairie.”

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A God-Sized Hug

Losing a Best Friend

It’s been a tough few days for us.

If you’ve ever had to put a dog down, one of your best friends, then you know how it feels.

Losing a best friendYou feel like you’ve been hit by a mack truck. The heartbreak lingers for a long, long time.

It happened just recently to my husband and I. Misty, one of our beloved family pets, had an enlarged tumor and wasn’t responding well to a last-ditch treatment. We tried everything to help her over the last few months. At 11 1/2 years old, we agreed with the vet that putting her through a painful surgery and risky recovery wasn’t a safe option. The day before we put her down, I had whispered to her to tell us when it was her time.

We woke up the next morning to find her suffering, and we just knew.

That horrible Saturday of her death, my husband and I were both in tears as we held her and talked to her during those final shots. It was excruciating to be there, but we wouldn’t have been anywhere else.

It Hurts to Lose a Best Friend

Our dogs are cherished family members to us. All it takes is a painful time like this to remind us that life is short and we should cherish our loved ones, whether they be human or a doted-on furry friend.

A God-sized hugMisty was full of personality. From her picture you can see what a beauty she was. Her coat was mostly white, but she had some patches of dark grey fur. After she was groomed, she would look like a big cotton ball.

Even though she’s gone, I see little reminders of our girl every day. A little tumbleweed of white fur comes out from behind a dresser when I’m vacuuming. Her pink collar and leash are still in our garage every time I go outside to get in my car. I see those and sigh. Memories of her stomping her feet demanding her dinner and chasing the other dogs in the backyard come flooding back.

A God-Sized Hug

I must tell you about something incredible that happened when we got home from that tear-jerking trip to the vet. This is one of so many examples of why I delight in God.

Call it coincidence if you want. For me though, it was grace.

My husband and I got home that awful morning and were comforting our other dogs. I heard the familiar notification sound that I had a new text on my phone. I went to check it. It was a sweet text from a friend of mine in Fort Worth saying that she was thinking about me AND that God had put me on her heart.

Wow.  🙂

Less than an hour later, a dear friend from Virginia texted me. Same thing – she said that God had put me on her heart so she texted me right after that.

What an extraordinary God we have.

25 The Lord make his face shine upon thee, and be gracious unto thee:26 The Lord lift up his countenance upon thee, and give thee peace. – Numbers 6:25-26, KJV, Public Domain.

Praising Him all the day long!

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