Do You Want Your Daddy?

Do You Want Your Daddy?
By Vicki Molinari


I crumbled to the kitchen floor, completely overwhelmed by my circumstances. As I wept, my face in my hands, the gentle touch of my toddler daughter caused me to look up. “Do you want your daddy”, she asked?

Sometimes, often times we learn valuable lessons from our children. This was one lesson I will never forget.

Life was hard! All within two years, I was married, became a step mother and birthed two kids fourteen months apart.

Young and invincible, we got married and had children much quicker than advised by most of our family and friends.

We were in love and believed that a loving God brought us together and with that, what else did we need?

So many things!

Things that would be revealed in time as we walked humbly committed to God and each other.

And so...The life lessons became many for the past 33 years.

Has it been easy? No!

Has it been worth it? Yes!

What was the lesson I learned that day from my sweet baby girl?

When she saw me crying, this two-year-old reminded me of love. 

She knew she could always count on the love, protection and strength of her daddy, Joel.  Just the same, I needed my daddy, Jesus!


The Bible says in 1 Peter 5:7 “Cast all your anxiety on Him, because He cares for you”.

Forever I have decided, when struggles come beyond my ability to see a clear outcome, I fall to my knees and seek the One who knows me the best. 

 

I want my Daddy, God!

 

Back To School

Back to School

By Jacqi Ballough

After a very leisurely summer, the idea of returning to the consistency of a school schedule brings some comfort, but also a heaviness. Helping my child with reading, writing, math, Bible, history, English, handwriting, geography, science, spelling, music, art, field trips, and P.E. can cause mental exhaustion. Then I remember all the household chores which also need to be accomplished on top of the school schedule and work. 

My brain begins to crave a never-ending lazy summer and wonder if I can succeed fulfilling all these roles. Am I trying to do too much Lord? Are my priorities in line with yours?

As a family we continually pray for the Lord to guide our steps, take the wrong people and obligations out, and put the right people and obligations in. Sometimes it is so clear, whereas at other times, it is foggy. 

In those foggy moments, I fear failure and become afraid of stepping out in faith. I have to shove those lies away and replace them with truth.

Scripture states, “If you wait for perfect conditions, you will never get anything done. Be sure to stay busy and plant a variety of crops, for you never know which will grow – perhaps they all will.”  (Ecclesiastes 11:4, 6 NLT) 

What a relief! The Lord doesn’t want me to wait. He is encouraging me to produce and keep my life from being idle by investing my time, resources, and energy in a variety of people and responsibilities.

The best part of this scripture is the “perhaps.” There is no guarantee of success, but there is the possibility of total success too! The Lord doesn’t care about the earthly successes. He just wants a willing heart trusting and seeking Him. I believe the true victory comes with trusting Him to place us where we need to be and who we need to be with.

Deborah was an Old Testament Judge, who already had her plate full settling Israelite disputes, when she conveyed a commandment from the Lord to Barak. Barak was to assemble 10,000 troops and battle King Jabin’s army victoriously. Unfortunately, the command to Barak was met with, “Only if you go with me.” (Judges 4)

Can you imagine if Deborah responded, “Seriously! The Lord said He would give you victory why do I need to go hold your hand? I’m already dealing with all these Israelite disputes and don’t have the time. The command wasn’t for me anyway. It’s your job.”

Thankfully, Deborah replied, “Very well. I will go with you…the Lord is marching ahead…” She didn’t make excuses or blame shift. She was ready and willing to serve the Lord and her comrades who needed her.

Lord, like Deborah, give me the wisdom, energy, perseverance, and perspective to accomplish your will. I do love learning alongside my child as he goes back to school, and know there is no way I can be a housewife, mother, and teacher in my own strength. I need You. Please go before me Lord.

 

     

God's Timing Is Always Perfect

It is my great pleasure to introduce you to one of our newest writers Debbie Walker.  I have known Debbie and her family for many years.  It has been a blessing to watch Debbie and her family grow in the Lord and step out in faith to fulfill the calling He has placed upon their lives.  Please make her welcome to Women Encouraging Women.

I grew up in a non-Christian family but attended VBS each summer. As a high school athlete, I was invited to attend a Christian sports camp and it was there that I accepted Jesus as my Savior. Ned and I met while I was in high school and we were married in 1992 and have been blessed with three amazing children. We moved from Indiana to Vero Beach, FL in 1993 to work at a Christian kid’s camp. It was while there that we became connected with Central Assembly and enjoyed being very active members there until God called us into full time missions with Youth With A Mission. 

For the past ten years, we have served in YWAM and currently live and serve in inner city Richmond, Virginia.  

God’s Timing Is Always Perfect!

Debbie Walker

I was recently sharing with a friend about what has been going on in our lives the past few months and how discouraged I have been.  I told her that for the past 10 years we have been serving as full-time missionaries and God has provided.  However, the past two months June and July, God had not provided, not even for the rent.  

I then went on to explain that He had “finally” provided around mid-July and we were able to pay the rent.  I said, “Luckily, we had mushrooms growing from our ceiling, so that was enough of a reason according to the state that we live in to not pay the rent on time.”  

When I said that, it hit me.  God had provided…just not in the timing or the way that I had wanted or hoped for.  He provided the rent but He also provided the mushrooms.  

God does provide and He is not bound to the “normal” parameters of provision that we see or think about.  I didn’t want to have to wait and I didn’t want to have to go through the ordeal of moving furniture and having a huge piece of my ceiling torn out and replaced. I didn’t want the construction dust and people in my house. But it is not about what I want.  

Life is always about glorifying God and about what He wants to teach us.   I don’t know all of what God was teaching me during this process but I do know some things.  

During any trial, we must stay confident in God’s promises.  He will provide and He will take care of us.  It will always be in His way and in His timing but He will do it! 

We must stay encouraged and looking to God.  I had to lean into God’s Word and I also had to seek out people who would encourage me. Somedays, I had to go to a friend to give me an encouraging word because I was just so discouraged.  

And, we must also stay true to what God has asked us to do even when it gets tough. Remember the last thing that God has told you to do and stay faithful to that word and His direction.   

These are just a few of the things that God taught me during this time.  I just need to trust and obey Him regardless of what seems to be going on around me.

Phil. 4:19 “And my God will supply every need of yours according to His riches in glory in Christ Jesus.”

 

Faith Is Like Crisco

Faith is a lot like Crisco

By Denise Schmeer

I was recently reminded of a scene from the movie, The Help.  It was the exchange between the maid, Minny Jackson (actress – Octavia Spencer) and her employer, Celia Foote (actress – Jessica Chastain). Minny is teaching Celia about cooking and she starts to explain about Crisco.  The dialogue goes . . .

[Crisco] ain't just for frying. You ever get a sticky something stuck in your hair, like gum? . . .That's right, Crisco.  Spread this on a baby's bottom, you won't even know what diaper rash is . . . shoot, I seen ladies rub it under they eyes and on they husband's scaly feet...Clean the goo from a price tag, take the squeak out a door hinge. Lights get cut off, stick a wick in it and burn it like a candle . . . And after all that, it'll still fry your chicken.

It occurred to me that Faith is a lot like Crisco! Why?  Because, like Crisco, Faith isn’t just for praying.  Have you ever felt totally stressed out?  That’s right, Faith.  Worried about those bills growing faster than your paycheck . . . Faith. Are your teenagers acting sullen and sassy . . . Faith.  Need a little more joy in your life . . . Faith.  

Thank God that to each of us He has given a measure of Faith. And what a powerful gift – I mean, the Bible reminds us that we can do ALL things through Christ who strengthensus.  (Philippians 4:13) All we need to do is use that gift of Faith.  Whateverwe ask for in prayer, believe that you have received it, and it will be yours.  (Mark 11:24) Faith again.  

Everywhere you turn . . . that Faith gift is there for each of us.  And, like Crisco, you just need a little . . . and a little goes a long, long way. But perhaps this is where the comparison stops because, with Crisco, eventually you have to go back to the supermarket to buy more.  But not with Faith – it never runs out, it never runs dry, it’s never too little.  

So I encourage you right now to lift your eyes to Heaven, smile, and thank your Heavenly Father for Faith.  That amazingly great gift that comforts you, calms you, strengthens you, heals you, and allows you to do things, know things, and understand things when the world around you appears to be spinning out of control. 

As for me, next time I’m in Publix or Wal-Mart and I see a can of Crisco . . . FAITH!

 

Truly I tell you, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you. (Matthew 17:20)

Holiness? Really?

Holiness? Really? 

By Tammye Hamilton

I hate legalism. 

When I was a teenager I had a friend whose church didn’t allow her to wear jeans, so when she came to my house I always let her borrow a pair. It probably wasn’t wise, but it just seemed so wrong to me. How was wearing only dresses making her holy? 

The church has rightly rejected much of the unbiblical legalism of the past that paraded outward differences as a sign of inward holiness. It is refreshing and freeing that we have grasped grace in such a way that we don’t usually judge the inward condition of the heart by the outward appearance of the person.

But have we attached the concept of holiness to legalism so much that we have become unconcerned with personal godliness? 

And as we have embraced not looking much different from the world, have we actuallybecomenot much different from those we’re called to reach? Have we sacrificed true holiness on the altar of cultural relevancy?

Are we so afraid the world will think we are religious that we don’t actually adhere to our religion in our personal lives?

Ephesians 1:4 says that “He chose us before the foundations of the world, that we should be holy and blameless before Him”.

The Apostle Peter was a guy who didn’t seem very holy.  His behavior was outrageous at times. He asked Jesus questions like, “How many times dowe have to forgive?” I totally get that. 

Like us, Peter had to grow in holiness. In his second letter he actually gives us a great teaching in just a few verses on how to actually live a godly life.

 2 Peter 1:3-9 says “His divine power has given us everything we need for a godlylife through our knowledge of Him who called us by His own glory and goodness. Through these He has given us His very great and precious promises, so that through them you may participate in the divine nature,having escaped the corruption in the world caused by evil desires. For this very reason, make every effort to add to your faith goodness; and to goodness, knowledge; and to knowledge, self-control; and to self-control, perseverance; and to perseverance, godliness; and to godliness, mutual affection; and to mutual affection, love.For if you possess these qualities in increasing measure, they will keep you from being ineffective and unproductive in your knowledge of our Lord Jesus Christ. 

‘Wait, we have to “make every effort”??  I thought when I came to Jesus that He would just take all the bad, worldly stuff away and put all that good, godly stuff in me. He would just do it all!’

This is a misunderstanding of what it means to be a Christian. Followers of Jesus are adding virtue to our faith every day. We are not completed, perfect people. The characteristics of Christ are addedto our nature. We are actively cooperating with Him to replace our worldliness with godliness.

The good news Peter is giving us is that through His divine power we CAN be holy. No matter who we were in the past, when we follow Jesus and walk in the awareness of His power at work in our lives we can resist temptation and become godly.

We’re not called to live holy lives so we can get into Heaven or so we can impress others. Peter says if we live godly lives we will be effective and productive for the Kingdom. Shouldn’t every believer desire to be effective? 

Holiness isnotlegalism, it is just being like Jesus. We make every effort to pursue godliness because we want to be like Him.

 

Boys and Girls

Boys and Girls

By Jacqi Ballough

Last year I taught English and math to five girls and three boys, ages ranging from nine to eleven. Their assignment was to create a restaurant and menu, price items accordingly, and then sell their services. They were then required to take orders, serve, and mathematically provide the customer with an accurate bill, including tax, and make change. 

After splitting the children into boy and girl groups, I laughed at the contrast between the outcomes. 

The “S and A Bakery” and “Delectable Deli” will satisfy your sweet tooth with puff pastries, coffee cakes, gelato, homemade cakes, and croissants while also serving a light lunch of salads, veggie rolls, shrimp bisque, hummus and chips, or a small cheese platter and fruit. Drinks include coffee (iced or hot), tea, and a family favorite, hot chocolate. They have a kids menu too, so bring the little ones along!

On the other hand, the “Western Swamp Grill: Fresh Kill” is for the ravenously hungry. To start your meal right, try the cornbread with butter, chicken wings, or fried cheese sticks. Then move onto a meal of gator tail, burgers, steak, or frog legs. Add a side of mac n’cheese, jerky, green beans, or fries, and wash it down with root beer, Arnold Palmer, or sweet tea. Top off your satisfying meal with apple pie and ice cream.

The differences between boys and girls are very apparent and very opposite, but both so very good. The Lord made us that way. Different. Male and female. Our differences are both Him.

We are both made in His image: The man, defending and conquering. The woman, serving and nurturing. It’s those differences that make us complete though. The Lord said “It is not good for man to be alone. I will make a helper suitable for him.” Genesis 2:18. 

Sometimes our brains may process the differences between men and women as annoying or potentially crazy, but we form a strong team when we recognize those qualities as God-given abilities to complete the opposite sex. Note that Eve was made as a “helper”(partner, teammate, assistant) to Adam and then they became “one flesh.”(Genesis 2:24)

When a man and a woman become one, strength is obtained from the union.

I look at my parents who are celebrating their 50thwedding anniversary and am so proud they fought through their differences to maintain their union as “one flesh.”It wasn’t always easy, and I can even remember some of their heated arguments. After one particular conflict, I remember confronting my Dad and self-righteously telling him to go ahead with his plan despite my mother’s feelings. His words were fairly simple, “I’m not going to do that. She’s my teammate.” Dad put me in my place. He was right. We (boys and girls) are a team, even if the union causes friction at times. 

Without our differences, we wouldn’t be as effective or strong for the Kingdom of God. So, if your feelings are telling you to complain about the opposite sex or give up, deny the feelings and praise God for the contrast. Choose to see the beauty in our union and God-given roles. You will be blessed.

Let Us No Lose Heart

Let us not lose Heart

By Audrey Botts

Galatians 6:9 “Let us not lose heart in doing good, for in due time we will reap if we do not grow weary.”  I have read that scripture many times after I had grown weary and my heart was on the verge of doing wrong.  

This is a struggle I face in the workplace.  Lately, I have felt overworked and annoyed at the current working conditions.  I see employees doing the least amount of work they could get away with.  While others call in sick regularly and leave early on a regular basis.  

They seem to get away with this behavior without repercussions.  Meanwhile, the dedicated employees have to pick up the load to make up for the idle workers.  I get so irritated and mad that I feel like throwing in the towel so to speak.  

I feel like Cain in the Old Testament.   I might have exaggerated a bit, but I’m referring to the anger part.  In this scripture, the Lord knew that Cain was angry, so he was trying to persuade him to do the right thing. 

Genesis 4:6-7"If you do well, will not your countenance be lifted up? And if you do not do well, sin is crouching at the door; and its desire is for you, but you must master it." Then the LORD said to Cain, "Why are you angry? And why has your countenance fallen?

Do we lose sight and grow weary in doing good?  I know I do.  I grow weary in pleasing man and forget that Jesus is the only one who deserves my sacrifice.  

We should not worry about the others who fall short and choose to do wrong.  We should do the very best that the Lord has called us to do.  Despite our circumstances.  Jesus came to this fallen world because he loved us.  He came to save us from hell because we were heading in the same direction as Cain.  

 Because of Jesus’ love for us, it should compel and motivates us to do what is right no matter the circumstances.  When I get to that point of weariness, I need to remind myself that Jesus is the only one I need to please. What we do, we do to glorify and honor the Lord.  We will never lose heart pleasing him.

In Colossians 3:17 “And whatever you do, in word or deed, do everything in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him.”

If you are struggling in this area, I encourage you to take some time to pray and be honest with the Lord.  Admit your struggle.  He knows what you are going through.  He will help you overcome.  

I thank you Lord for you grace and mercy in our lives. I pray that you would help those reading this and deliver them from losing heart in this world.  Thank you, Lord, for all that you do in our lives. Amen

 

Hands and Feet

Hands and Feet

By Mavis Tipton

Rom. 10:15 As it is written, “How beautiful are the feet of those who preach the good news.” 

As I look back over my life God was faithful to put several godly people in my life, to guide and mentor me in my walk with Him.

The first people I remember influencing my life were Brenda and Elzie Freeman, a young couple my age who loved and served the Lord with a passion.  Their influence wasn’t preaching to me, rather it was how they lived their lives that drew me to them.  

I wanted what they had and all I knew was; it had to do with going to church.  

Mrs. Lois Ross was a wonderful Christian woman we rented from. She didn’t have to tell me she was a Christian, I just knew it.

Mrs. Ross reached out to me during a very difficult time in my life, by becoming a friend/mother figure in my life.  

She would always say how the Lord could use Buddy once he surrendered his life to Him.  She never told me I was lost and going to Hell, she just loved on me and was there for me.

She was a mentor to us after we came to the Lord. Spending hours with us around her kitchen table talking about the Lord and answering all our questions. 

When we moved backed to Panama City, Ernestine Kelley took me under her wing and mentored me.  We would pray together and she was always so wise and encouraging to me. Again, someone to accept me and encourage me in my new walk with the Lord.

A man of great influence was our Pastor, F. Nolan Ball.  He took a great interest in us as well.  He mentored Buddy and taught us by example how to minister, how to pray, the importance of reading the Bible. He equipped us with the tools to win the lost.

When we moved to Vero Beach, God had a very special lady here waiting to stand in the gap for us.  Viva Clay was a powerful woman of God.  A prayer warrior, intercessor, friend and mentor she became to us.

Many of these have gone on to be with the Lord Jesus Christ, and I believe that their crowns are full and overflowing with the jewels they have received for their work here on earth.

They are missed but one day we will be reunited with them.

Many of these dear saints of God have and are suffering with diseases in their bodies, their minds.  The enemy (Satan) does everything he can do to bring them down, but the one thing he can’t do is destroy their spirit-man.  

I’ve been in the presence of some of these dear saints, when they may not know you, but when you start praying or worshiping their spirit-man rises up.  The power of the Lord still resides within their soul.  One thing these saints all have in common is their love for the Lord, and a strong prayer life.  Praying in the power of the Holy Spirit.

I can never thank the Lord enough for putting these wonderful, powerful saints of God in my life. Their influence is really beyond description.  

I will be forever grateful for their love, friendship, prayers and sacrifices they made, which made a difference in my life.

We often think that Rom 10:15 is strictly for ministers…and it is for them, but it is also for us to take the gospel everywhere we go.  Being the hands and feet of Jesus, reaching out and accepting people where they are and sharing the story of hope. Leading them to the promise of ‘Life Eternal.’

 I encourage you to be the ‘hands and feet of Jesus.

Written in honor and remembrance of Apostle F. Nolan Ball who enter heaven’s gates June 19, 2018.  I know he is having a glorious time worshiping the Lord and talking to Jesus. You will be missed greatly by all who had the privilege of sitting under your ministry.

Do You Trust Me?

Do You Trust Me? 

By Vicki Molinari

I was so excited! The weather report said snow and this Florida girl had only seen snow a handful of times.  With great anticipation I waited, however day after day nothing happened.  

My anticipation dwindled and therefore my expectation of it ever happening became squelched. My hopes were dashed and I was just about to give up when on day five the flakes began to fall from the sky! 

It was here. Not just a dusting either! The snow fell for hours and the beautiful white snowflakes blanketed the earth fifteen inches thick!

What a blessing and an answer to my prayers! 

I spoke to the Lord quietly, thanking Him for what had happened.  The word I received back in my spirit was ‘trust’. I sensed Him asking me, “Do you trust me?” 

I began to think do I trust God? I say I do but my actions do not show it so often in my life.  When He does not answer my prayers as I see fit, I doubt and often share my disappointment verbally, causing those around me to be uncertain, too. 

Where was my faith? I was convicted quickly and my words of repentance flowed to the God who created me!

Can you relate? Have there been times of doubt in your life when you saw no results to your fervent prayers?

Perhaps you have worked so hard and dreamed so long for something only to be disappointed when it did not happen as you had hoped?  

Doubt comes in like a flood and your first instinct is to give up.

Don’t do it! Fight the urge to quit! God is faithful!

The Bible says in Psalm 33:20-22, “We put out hope in the Lord, He is our help and our shield. In Him our hearts rejoice, for we trust in His holy name. Let your unfailing love surround us, Lord for our hope is in you alone”.

So in our day to day lives we should have hope that He will answer our prayers, big or small, expressing gratitude even when we don’t see a glimmer of prayers answered. 

He loves us so much more deeply than we can conceive.

May we trust in Him and in His unfailing love for us.

 

 

 

 

Daddy Time

Daddy Time

By Jacqi Ballough

While walking my dog early one evening, I heard an exuberant yell, “DADDY’s HOME!” I turned to see our little three-year-old neighbor bolt out the front door, arms wide open, and grinning from ear to ear. 

As Daddy emerged from his truck, the little boy ran at lightening speed only stopping when Daddy grabbed him up in an embrace. 

It made me smile and remember when our son was that little. But even though ours is now eleven, size is really the main change. His elated expression and desire to be with Daddy has only increased, and he will still yell “Daddy’s home!” excitedly, even going to the extent to await his father’s arrival in the garage, not wanting to miss the first glimpse of his appearance. 

There is an unexplainable joy that comes home with Daddy. After having missed his presence all day, not an ounce wants to be missed once he arrives.

Even the smallest children know Daddy-time is precious.

To little girls, he is their knight in shining armor and to little boys, a hero. The time spent with Dad fills their hearts with love and satisfaction. 

There is also something about having alonetimewith Daddy. Children tend to want Daddy to just be with them and have his undivided attention. Whether it is playing with them, watching them, teaching them, experimenting with them, or simply sitting with them, whatever it is doesn’t matter, the undivided attention from Daddy is the delight.  

As God’s child, I feel this way too. I have the same desire to yell his name, jump into his arms, and to sit with Him, not missing a moment of His presence. 

I want to be alone with him, listen to Him, embrace Him, and have Him pick me up sharing my laughter and tears. 

When I become irritable and dissatisfied with life, I know I have not been in His presence, and I yearn to see Him. I need to get away with God. It is for my spiritual and physical well-being. 

Jesus did this in the wilderness (Matthew 4:1) and on a mountain (Matthew 14:23). He gave me the model but some days I wonder “how Lord?” I notice Matthew 14:23 states “he dismissed” the multitudes. Well, I can’t dismiss my family and obligations, but I can prioritize my time and assert boundaries. 

Susanne Wesley (who was the mother of John Wesley and a total of 19 children) prayed daily. She told her children that if they saw her sitting with her apron over her head, she was in prayer and not to be disturbed. 

What a wonderful example to her children and to me! I’m sure God, like all fathers, appreciated her time and dedication to their relationship. 

I can imagine an apron over my head imprinted with “Do not disturb. Daddy timein progress.” 

You satisfy me more than the richest feast.
   I will praise you with songs of joy.

I lie awake thinking of you,
   meditating on you through the night. Psalm 63:5-6

 

Is Time the Enemy?

Is Time the Enemy? 

By Tammye Hamilton

"Where does the time go?"

How often do we say this to ourselves? Sometimes in the middle of a busy day when we are getting nothing checked off our list. Other times, in those moments when we look at our littles, who all of a sudden, in a blink, are not little anymore!

One day you're cleaning peanut butter off the ceiling and the next you are attending graduations and hosting weddings. It feels just that fast.

When Billy Graham was asked what was the greatest surprise of his life, he responded without hesitation, "The brevity of it."

Last week, or actually twenty years ago now, I had two young teenagers and five littles who filled my crazy, chaotic days. This week, just their baby sister is home, somehow a teenager. And last week's children? They are suddenly becoming moms and dads. How did THAT happen? 

When our sixth child graduated from high school, I had one of those moments. "Where did my life go?" I exclaimed to my family. One of my older children replied, "You gave it to us, Mom!" 

I admire the moms around me who are giving their all to love and nurture their babes. I see the stress, the sleep deprivation, the desperation to "get it right". I see the pictures they share of their children growing too fast and echo their exclamations, "Where did the time go?" I am one of them and yet, so are my children, as they watch their own babies grow. Time flies for us all. 

Be encouraged today. Love isn't something you check off your list. It's all of the selfless things you do that take your time and fill needy hearts with your love. It's that mountain of laundry you gather the courage to tackle. It's the thankless jobs you do that no one sees. 

When you fill your moments with sacrificial love- when you do the same phonics lesson every day for six months because he's just not getting it or you feel like you lose your days at the doctor's offices with your aging parent, you are giving your greatest gift.

Time is not our enemy. When we realize our days on earth are each a unique gift given to us, we tap into the enormous power of time. You are investing your life in those you love! 

Psalm 139 says, "Every day of my life was recorded in your book. Every moment was laid out before a single day had passed."

 What a priceless, fleeting gift.

In Psalm 90, we get a glimpse of the heart of Moses, who is right there with us, realizing how quickly time flies. He writes, "Teach us to number our days aright, that we may gain a heart of wisdom." 

Yes, Lord. Teach us. As we feel the discomfort of time flying by, remind us that you have ordained all of our days. Assure our hearts that every moment given is written in your book. Let us weave our days with selfless love. 

 

It's All In The Timing

IT’S ALL IN THE TIMING

By Kellie Tipton

Driving to work one morning I was frustrated by the fact that somehow I was in the rhythm of red lights!  You know what I mean when I say that, right? YES, every time I approached a traffic light it was turning red.  Such a frustrating situation as I was feeling the time and when I say that, I am sure you know what I mean.  YES, I was running late, well later than I had wanted to be.  

I have a habit of counting when frustrated and somehow that eases my frustration.  It helps me realize that how long it feels is not actually how long it is.  Do you ever do that?  Okay, so maybe I am weird, but never the less it helps me which in turn helps those around me! 

What came to my mind while counting was that if I slowed down I could actually get in a different rhythm and start catching green lights and possibly save on time.  

I have seen people do that and when it first happened I was frustrated and wondering why this person was driving so slowly!!!  Then I observed that it actually helped put us in synch with the green light rhythm. While it does not always work, you can imagine my delight when it does.

Traffic lights are not all that different in how we move through life, not physically, but more in our relationships.  We can sometimes be in such a rush whether it is needed or not and miss out on opportunities to be in synch with our family, friends and co-workers, as well as those we cross paths with in our daily routine.  

If we do not take the time and observe, we will be out of synch and our communication will be in bits and pieces with no real connection with those we love and appreciate.  However, if we will slow down and observe we can find a way to capture those treasured moments.

Time has not always been my friend.  I have fought over the years the tendency to not grasp how long it takes me to do things or get ready or whatever.  I have been that person who says “five minutes” and realistically I needed fifteen or thirty.  

Over the years through the Lord’s help and my husband, I confronted my time issue and while I cannot say I conquered it, I definitely have improved.  One thing I have learned is that how you handle time affects how people trust you and how they trust your word.  

How you handle your time affects the rhythm of those you come in contact with as well.  You can cause chaos, step in synch or even help them get in synch.  

I have experienced each one of those scenarios and my heart’s desire is to do the latter two.  I have had to make some sacrifices in order to keep my word, but it has always been worth it.  

I have heard it said many times “We all have the same 24 hours in a day, make it count!” God gives us the choice in how we use our time and we can choose to cause chaos, or step in synch with His Will and help others get in synch with His Will.  How do you choose to use your time?

Psalm 39:4

“Lord, remind me how brief my time on earth will be.
    Remind me that my days are numbered—
    how fleeting my life is.

Psalm 90:12

Teach us to realize the brevity of life,
    so that we may grow in wisdom.

 

Strike The Ground

Strike the Ground

By Audrey Botts

As I was praying one day, I sensed the Lord wanted me to spend more time in prayer.   He wanted to answer my prayers, but it almost seemed that he wanted more from me than what I was willing to give.  

What did the Lord desire?  Passion.  I remember when I first gave my heart to the Lord I was on fire for the Lord.  I was sharing my new love for Jesus to everyone I knew. 

I’m not sure how I lost my passion, but we all do if we are living in this world.  The world is full of disappointment and difficulties that make us lose the zeal we once had serving the Lord. 

When we lose our passion, everything becomes routine and we lose interest in the areas the Lord has called us to serve.  We become lukewarm and a target for the enemy to destroy.

As I was reading scripture one day, I came across this verse in 2 Kings 13: 17-19.  

He said,"Open the window toward the east," and he opened it. Then Elisha said, "Shoot!" And he shot. And he said, "The LORD'S arrow of victory, even the arrow of victory over Aram; for you will defeat the Arameans at Aphek until you have destroyed them." Then he said, "Take the arrows," and he took them. And he said to the king of Israel, "Strike the ground," and he struck it three times and stopped. So the man of God was angry with him and said, "You should have struck five or six times, then you would have struck Aram until you would have destroyed it. But now you shall strike Aram only three times."

Elisha was angry with the King of Israel, and I thought why was he mad?  He didn’t tell King Jehoash how many times to strike the ground.  Elisha only said to strike the ground.  

But Elisha knew the king lacked zeal in seeking victory for his kingdom.  Instead of asking how many times do I need to strike the ground to defeat the enemy, King Jehoash only did what he thought was required to get by with God.  

He had no passion for his victory.  I know I have been guilty of this as well.  I too have lacked the passion to strike the ground with fervent prayers and service to the Lord.  

So how do we get our passion back?  First take action by confessing it to the Lord and ask for His forgiveness and guidance.  We can’t do anything without prayer.  

Engage yourself in the church again and stay connected to your church family.  Then let the Lord take care of the rest.

So, like the prophet Elisha said “Strike the ground!” and don’t stop until your passion is ignited once again.

Soft Dry Sand or Wet Firm Sand?

Soft Dry Sand or Wet Firm Sand?

By Mavis Tipton

I enjoy walking on the beach from time to time. It is a great place to clear my mind of all distractions and focus on what the Lord would like to say to me.

I prefer to walk when the tide is out, and the wet sand is packed nice and firm so when walking on it I don’t sink. 

One day as I was walking and noticing the foot prints in the sand, the Lord began speaking to me about the different footprints and where they lead.

In the soft sand there are footprints everywhere, all shapes and sizes.  As you move closer to the water you can see the footprints and follow them until the next wave comes in and washes them away.

Then on the wet-firm sand footprints last only for a moment and they disappear.

Which footprints should one follow?  For myself trying to follow the footprints in the soft sand is very hard. My feet sink in the soft sand, and there is seaweed to deal with, and my concentration to stay on course is distracted by trying to keep my balance and moving in the right direction, very quickly I can lose sight of where I’m going. 

Following the footprints that remain until the next wave washes them away can become frustrating, trying to stay ahead of the waves and keep the next set of footprints in sight. These things become distractions and we easily lose sight of our destination.

On the wet firm sand, to watch the footprints your head is down and all you are seeing is the sand, sea shells, waves and anything that is lying directly in front of you. These are distractions to keep you from your goal as well.

The Lord was showing me that our walk with Him is similar, and it is up to us if we are going to allow distractions to take us off course or keep our focus on Him our goal.

We can choose to walk in the soft sand and follow many different sets of footprints that don’t lead us to our goal, but hey we are having fun and being carefree and there is always tomorrow to get back on track…right! 

We can follow the footprints we see just ahead of us until a wave (circumstances) washes them away, and we become frustrated trying to find our own way, rather than keeping our eyes on our goal, and the One who can guide us.

When we choose to walk on the wet firm sand, the footprints disappear almost as soon as they are made. Our heads are down as we try to watch for each footprint. Keeping our heads down we don’t see the obstacles we may be headed for. Keeping our heads up and focused on our goal will help us to avoid those pitfalls and lead us to our goal.

Obstacles, hardships and circumstances help us to grow and mature, which is “the path that leads us to the Kingdom of God”. Quote by Jon Hamilton.

When I walk on the firm-wet sand my walk doesn’t take as long as it does when walking in the soft sand. I’m enjoying the things around me, as I keep my goal always before me.  My walk helps me build strength, confidence and assurance, knowing I can go the distance, because my eyes are on the goal. 

Soft Dry Sand or Firm Wet Sand?  You have a choice, it is up to you. The Goal Keeper is waiting to guide you.

Rom.6:23“For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus.”

Prov. 4:25“Look straight ahead and fix your eyes on what lies before you.”

Heb. 12:1-2 “Since we are surrounded by so many examples of faith, we must get rid of everything that slows us down, especially sin that distracts us.  We must run the race that lies ahead of us and never give up.  We must focus on Jesus, the source and goal of our faith…”

 

Kindness

Kindness

By Vicki Molinari

She was late picking me up, which was not unusual for a mommy with three children. She would daily give directives to her girls as they began their day. I like to call them nudges, prompts or gentle reminders of the task at hand. "Please tidy up. Brush your teeth. Put on your shoes." They did the same thing daily getting ready for school, yet some days delays were bound to happen.

On this day, my daughter and her kids left their house in plenty of time. A quick stop at the bank, then they were headed to me. So what happened?

"I am sorry for being late. This guy...he ran out of gas and I was stuck right behind him", she said. She continued the story which involved a gas can and the process it took to get him moved, no longer blocking the turning lane.

The rest of the story blessed this Mom.

She said he looked at her with embarrassment and shame. It was obvious he was horrified by the fact that an entire line of cars could not turn left and proceed as they planned. She smiled and waved as if to say, it is ok, I understand you made a mistake, it happens. The other drivers were not so understanding or patient. Instead, they drove by glaring, honking and waving at this poor guy, showing their disapproval of his carelessness. She, instead waited for him to add enough gas to move out of the way. He looked and smiled with a hand wave of thanks.  

Taking the opportunity to teach her girls, she said, "This morning we learned the importance of kindness, Nana".

The girls told me about the entire story and ALL of the details.

Often times, the best lessons in life are not taught but are caught. I witnessed this. Today, these precious girls watched their mommy practice the kindness she had been taught in the Bible as a young girl.

Ephesians 4:32 says, "Be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, as God in Christ forgave you."

1 Timothy 6:18 says, "They are to do good, to be rich in good works, to be generous and ready to share."

I pondered this happening throughout the day. I smiled and thanked God for the little things He allows to teach us valuable lessons.

Dear Jesus, thank you for allowing us to experience life in ways where we can show love and kindness. May our actions always line up to the Bible. In your name, Amen

Happy Mother's Day

 

Seeds, Seeds and more Seeds...

Seeds, Seeds and more Seeds . . .

By Denise Schmeer

I’m the type of person who thrives on immediate results – whether repairing the clothes dryer, securing a downspout to the gutter, making lasagna or whatever. 

So when I need to redo a repair, rip out a seam, or wait for a part to be delivered, I get “antsy.”  Needless to say, when I’m going about doing God’s work, as in, sharing His Word, shining His Light, praying for others, usually the response is anything but immediate.

Why is that?  What am I doing wrong?  Am I using the wrong words, being to “pushy,” not being “pushy” enough?  I think to myself – this is eternal salvation my friends (my children) what are you waiting for?  Give your heart to Jesus!

Then God reminded me of me.  How many times had people spoken into my life (sowed a seed) before I ever gave even one small thought to salvation?  

I mean, there was my Dad who took me to Church every Sunday.  My mom, who always made arrangements to get me to Wednesday Catechism classes – even sending me by taxi cab when necessary. And my grandmother Connie Pucarelli Preziosi who everyone said had a direct line to Heaven.Someone was always asking her to “light a candle” for them.  

Then there was LaWanda Kent (looking back, she must definitely have been from a Pentecostal Church) whose incredible joy about everything was contagious! Not to mention Ralph and Gerri – they definitely walked the walked and talked the talk of our Savior Jesus Christ.

Yes, all these people sowing seeds of salvation into my life – so many seeds, so many years!  And most of them never saw the fruits of their labor – me finally giving my life to Christ, acknowledging Him as my Lord and Savior.

But each one was diligent – sowing seeds, wherever they went and believing in the harvest to come.  

And it must be this way for me as well – to sow as many seeds as I can into family, friends, strangers, anyone and everyone God puts in my path.  

I must learn to be content with the sowing, patient that others will sow as well.  Some will water the seed planted by me and some will see the harvest.  

Thank you, God for reminding me that our calling is to sow.  You and the Holy Spirit will change the heart. 

1 Corinthians 3:6-7 & 9; "I planted, Apollos watered, but God gave the growth. So neither he who plants nor he who waters is anything, but only God who gives the growth . . . For we are God's fellow workers.”

 

Lost In Translation

Lost in Translation

By Jacqi Ballough

Have you ever received a package with anticipation of the expected item inside only to unwrap it and find disappointment because it wasn’t quite what you were expecting?

That’s what happened a few months ago when my husband had ordered a used Message Bible off of Amazon for the family. We happily received the package, but upon ripping into the box we pulled out a hot pink Bible. My son recoiled, “It’s pink!” Unfortunately, the grey cover attached to the original sale item was not very accurate.

Once the original shock that my men now had a neon pink Bible was over, they warmed up to the fact that it was still God’s Word no matter the outward appearance. The most positive aspect of this translation is that it breaks God’s word down into modern day language and even uses our slang terminology which is better understood by the majority and brings some laughs when you have been accustomed to reading the more “traditional” versions.

One morning while I made breakfast, I noticed my son reading it. I asked what he was reading, and he mentioned Exodus 32 when the Israelites made a false idol, sinned against God by worshiping it, and were to be punished. Then he stated, “I don’t like this.”

“What don’t you like?” I responded knowing he has read this story over and over from the time he was little.

“It says, ‘Moses tried to calm his God down.’” (Verse 11)

“What don’t you like about that?” I questioned.

“It sounds like God can be manipulated by man.”

“What is wrong with that?” I quizzed.

“Then He wouldn’t be God. God can’t be controlled.”

We continued the discussion by searching for another translation in the New International Version. This read, “Moses sought the favor of the Lord his God.” We both agreed this seemed to be a better translation as Moses wanted to please God. He was in a loving relationship with Him. He wasn’t trying to manipulate but instead came before him humbly requesting.

Digging in further and with the help of a dear friend, we found the original Hebrew word “chalah” which is best translated as “entreat or entreaty.” Subsequent research in the American Heritage dictionary defines entreaty as an “earnest request.” Request shows love, honor, and reverence whereas “trying to calm” implies control.

Because of Moses’s sincere heart toward God, I believe that is why the LORD changed His mind. God responded by listening and discussing the issue with Moses. Moses came before God requesting as a child in a loving relationship with a father.

The father will listen and consider the child’s words out of the relationship they have. Children can be frank and loving at the same time and can, in healthy relationships, question their parents without the fear of condemnation. They are able to discuss matters at hand (when the time is right) and with an attitude of humility.

Reading God’s word may be confusing at times, but I was grateful yet again that the Holy Spirit showed up to teach us. I want His truth written in our hearts and not lost in translation. 

Alabatar Jar

Alabaster Jar

Audrey Botts

In the month of February, we celebrated Valentine’s day.  My sweet husband of almost 5 years, surprised me with a trip for two to Cozumel, Mexico.  We boarded a beautiful cruise ship for 5 wonderful days at sea.

We had an amazing time celebrating our love for each other. It’s like we were created for each other.  But life was different for me over a decade ago.  My perception of a blissful marriage was something only found in fairy tales.  

My previous marriage ended horribly, leaving unmended battle wounds. I felt incapable of ever having a healthy marriage.  I felt like a failure to my kids, myself, and God.   I was scared I would live the rest of my life alone and labeled as damaged goods.  Then Jesus came into my life.

Luke 7:36-39 (NIV)

When one of the Pharisees invited Jesus to have dinner with him, he went to the Pharisee’s house and reclined at the table.  A woman in that town who lived a sinful life learned that Jesus was eating at the Pharisee’s house, so she came there with an alabaster jar of perfume.  As she stood behind him at His feet weeping, she began to wet His feet with her tears. Then she wiped them with her hair, kissed them and poured perfume on them. When the Pharisee who had invited Jesus saw this, he said to himself, “If this man were a prophet, He would know who this is and what kind of woman is touching Him—for she is a sinner!”

This scripture portrayed my life, a sinful woman laying down her broken life (Alabaster jar) at Jesus’ feet. When I surrendered my life to the Lord, He healed my broken life and restored me to who He created me to be.  

Jesus had his work cut out for Him… but nothing is too Great for my God!  Hallelujah!  I didn’t have to worry about what others thought of me, I wasn’t damaged goods.  He showed me who I was in his eyes.

“But God, being rich in mercy, because of his great love with which he loved us, even though we were dead in transgressions, made us alive together with Christ--by grace you are saved!”  (Ephesians 2:4-5)

Our Lord is in the redemption business.  He is near to the brokenhearted, ready to heal them with His love.   So as you break your alabaster jar and pour your oil on His feet, remember the price He paid for you and me.

Lyrics by Gateway worship:

“This alabaster jar is all I have of worth
I break it at Your feet, Lord, it's less than You deserve
You're far more beautiful, more precious than the oil
The sum of my desires and the fullness of my joy
Like You spilled Your blood, I spill my heart
As an offering to my King

Here I am, take me as an offering
Here I am, giving every heartbeat for Your glory
Take me!”

Something About Amanda!

Something About Amanda

By Denise Schmeer

 

A sweet baby girl was born recently into our church family and it sparked a flood of memories about the birth of my sweet girl many years ago.

At that time in my life, I was so very far away from God, but God, in His goodness, was not far away from me. It seemed everything that could go “wrong” with my baby- went wrong.

At just 24 hours old, she apparently stopped breathing and was turning blue in the nursery. But, thank God, a new nurse had just started to work there. She noticed the crisis situation ands saved my sweet baby girl.

The nurse was a NICU specialist and quite familiar with symptoms of newborns. She had just arrived (literally one week before) from the United Kingdom. (How’s that for a God thing?) So my sweet baby girl had to be put on a heart monitor. We had to learn infant CPR and the local power authority was put on notice, so if we lost power, a portable generator would be rushed to our house.

One week later we were able to take our sweet baby girl home! And a few days after that I noticed she was burning hot- something is very wrong, I thought. So we rushed back to the hospital. Our sweet baby girl was diagnosed with viral meningitis, and then we were told a valve in her heart hadn’t closed and she might be blind, deaf, and by the way, there could be some brain damage. Looking back, I wonder, how did I manage without comfort, strength, faith, hope, and peace which only comes from God?

But God is good, and He kept sending people to bring His gifts. He sent my Uncle Joe (who was terrified of hospitals) to come and hold my sweet baby girl- a tangle of tubes and wires attached to her. Only by God’s grace could Unkie Joe have done that! Then God sent the #1 heart doctor and the #1 neurologist in Westchester County to help heal all which seemed to have gone so very wrong.

Yes, the reckless love of God, as the song goes…no shadow He won’t light up, mountain He won’t climb up, running after me. No wall He won’t kick down, lie He won’t tear down, running after me.

So I wonder…how different would that journey in my life, and the life of my daughter, have been if I had known Jesus as my Lord and Savior? The peace, comfort and strength from all those offering prayer on my behalf and that of my sweet bay girl. What a blessing was out there for me, if only I had drawn close to God. But, I’m living proof that God is so good, so kind, so loving- seeking me, even when I wasn’t seeking Him.

Investing In Eternity

Investing in Eternity

by Kellie Tipton

Standing in our worship service at church I became so aware of God’s hand in my life, more specifically in my children’s lives.  I was experiencing worship being led by a team of musicians that consisted of all three of my children.  I stood in awe of His presence and of this moment in time.

When I think back, I remember the conversations with my husband about how we would make sure music was a part of their curriculum.  Each child was to take a few years of piano lessons to begin and then we would give them opportunity to choose an instrument to explore.  As they made their choices we then needed to figure out how to orchestrate their practice times for piano, guitar and drums!  It was an investment and we chose to make it a priority.

Oh, the music they would play, but it sounded so different on this evening.  It wasn’t an overnight progress, it was years of practice at home, at band practices, a lot of conversations and prayer.

For many years we have had a worship team in our children’s services.  It started out due to a desire to raise up worshippers and we had so many of our children who were musicians or had a desire to be one.

Pastor Billy and I started them out observing experienced musicians and eventually they would be given opportunity to play during the practices.  This prepared them for the future opportunities they would be given if they showed they were committed and were faithful to be at practices.

Many children, youth and young adults have been a part of that process over the years and my three children were in that mix as well.  What challenges and what joy to see the fruit of those years as we saw them step into the worship team, step out of their comfort zone and lead worship.  Many have grown up, gone to college, are raising a family of their own and are world changers.

While we have had many seasons, I believe the best is yet to come but right now, in this moment, I am tasting some of the fruit and so thankful for what God has done and what God is doing!

Praise the Lord.

Praise God in his sanctuary;

    praise him in his mighty heavens.

Praise him for his acts of power;

    praise him for his surpassing greatness. 

Praise him with the sounding of the trumpet,

    praise him with the harp and lyre,

praise him with timbrel and dancing,

    praise him with the strings and pipe,

praise him with the clash of cymbals,

    praise him with resounding cymbals.

Let everything that has breath praise the Lord.

Praise the Lord.

Psalm 150