Saturday, January 24, 2015

Creating Space for God

How much time and space do I give to God?  In order to become intimately acquainted with Him, I must spend time with Him.  But, this space is special, "other-worldly" and in God's dimension.  It is tuning into kairos, a time that is only God's. It is meeting my God in His own sphere and in His own way. As Carl Henry writes in The Evangelical Dictionary of Theology, it represents "the arena of man's decision on his way to an eternal destiny." (page 1096) I like that.  Meeting each day with my Lord, in His time, is getting me closer and closer to my eternal destiny where I can talk to Him face to face. 

Friday, January 16, 2015

2014 just wasn't a year to post, I guess. It's OK. Hopefully, I will begin sharing my thoughts for 2015--a new beginning.  I love change and new beginnings.  God has a way of shaking us up and changing us.  I really believe that we must continue to change and allow God to recreate us.  

One thing I have committed to this year after even MORE EXTRAVAGANT TIME with the Lord is a class called 52 weeks.  This lady is so like me in many ways--an introvert who loves the QUIET.  I can't wait to see God's hand in this. 

Saturday, November 1, 2014

Notice how the lilies in the field grow. They don’t wear themselves out with work, and they don’t spin cloth.29But I say to you that even Solomon in all of his splendor wasn’t dressed like one of these. Matthew 6:28,29   

Saturday, January 4, 2014


It is fundamental - built within - a yearning that God puts inside each and everyone of us

To Worship Him

This year - 2014 - I want to learn more about what this means.....................really, really means.

It is NOT trivial
unimportant, banal, trite, commonplace, or inessential

but the actual essence of

WHY we are placed upon this planet Earth.

Thursday, November 21, 2013

The Race

I was just a spectator, looking through the lens of a camera and marveling.  Men and women, young and old, all body shapes and sizes getting ready for the day of their life.  At least twelve to seventeen hours lie before them; grueling, tedious, never-ending, inspiring, unbearable, and remarkable.

They had trained for months for this one day.  What must be going through their minds as they put on their wet suits preparing to jump into the frigid water? There was no turning back now.  What if they failed?  Family members surrounded them with love and concern.  Children looked with pride at their daddy or mama. 

It was the Iron-man triathlon.  21/2 mile swim, 100 mile bike ride, 26 mile marathon.  It was unthinkable.  How was it even possible?

The sun rose golden over the water as 3,000 or more pink and green heads bobbed toward the starting point of the race.  As we leaned over the bridge to watch, we heard a loud cry, “Kayak, I need help.”  One man’s race was over before it had begun. 

For the rest of the long day, we followed the different legs of the race placing ourselves at just the right vantage point to get the best fleeting view of our two athletes.   We followed their progress based on an app, showing us where they were at any point in the race.  Then we watched and waited.  “There he is!”  Cameras up, we wave and shout encouragement as he rode by.  One group had T-shirts that said,

“Wait, wait, CHEER, wait, wait!”

As the day wore on, and the 26 mile marathon began, we could see the fatigue and determination etched on their faces.  Sometimes family members or friends would run a short distance with them giving encouragement.  Several times I saw an athlete stop, give his wife or child a kiss and with tears in his eyes, keep running.  I heard one little girl say, “Daddy, you have to finish!” 


Around 8:00 that night, we made our way to the finish line.  People crowded up and down the final raceway, shouting encouragement to the tired and exhausted racers.  Some could barely make it, just putting one foot in front of the other leaning toward the finish line.  Others had a burst of speed, wanting to finish strong.  Even though they were completely depleted, their faces shown with joy.  They had finished! We were so proud of them.

It was a surreal day, taking many of us, athletes as well as spectators, into a place we had never been before.  I thought about this day as we traveled back home.  How much like life this is: preparation, difficulty, pain, endurance, joy, patience, discouragement, encouragement, relief.  God is there along with all who have gone before us, cheering us on and welcoming us into eternal life.  I read this yesterday,

With the three divine Persons will be all those who have gone before us, delighted that we have at last arrived. In this life we often feel like lonely marathon runners, but then we will find ourselves emerging into a great stadium, with an immense crowd rising to applaud us. Surely then we will fall on our knees and cry, but our tears will be tears of joy, not of sadness. God will take us by the hand and present us to the gathered community in which everyone is totally on our side.”

It’s well worth the training.

2,658 started the day with 2517 finishing.

Tuesday, November 5, 2013


This morning, as I mourn yet another friend, I think about the popular epitaph, "RIP" that people often share in consolation. Something just doesn't seem right about that when I think about heaven.  I can't see my friend "resting".  She was always busy doing something, teaching the children in her sweet, quiet way or traveling with her husband.  She loved to travel!  So, I can see her having the time of her life right now, traveling wherever she so desires to go, catching up with long ago relatives, and telling them all about the four loves of her life, her husband, two beloved sons and her new daughter-in-law.  

My friend, Jennifer at wrote about Heaven this week.  

"You will put your hand to the heart of Jesus and feel it thrumming. Feel His breath on your shoulder. Find yourself a hammock. Run barefoot in snow. Spin through fields of Queen Anne’s lace. Wear a feather boa to supper. Put together a 1,000-piece puzzle with the guy who hung next to your Savior. Ride on the back of a lion. Visit your great-great-great-great grandma. Feed a giraffe. Paint your house purple. Never lock the front door. Tell Thomas how you totally “got” all his questions. Walk on water, then through sand, and no one will get mad when you put your dirty feet on the throne room floor."

That just struck a chord in me this week.  What do I want to do in Heaven?
  • Look into the eyes of Jesus and ask those questions that have been rolling around in my mind all my life.
  • Stand on the top of the highest mountain and then bask in the warm sun rays of the Caribbean. 
  • Paint a picture
  • Take a photo of the Aurora Borealis 
  • Sing the Hallelujah Chorus with the celestial choir
  • Hug my mother and daddy and grandparents 
  • Catch up with my two best college friends
  • Walk through a mountain meadow and pick the most beautiful bouquet of flowers, knowing that they will always stay that way.
  • Continue to do the Lord's work, because I know He has the most fulfilling job waiting for me in Heaven.
As Christians, we know that after our lives are complete here on earth, we will continue to live even more vibrant lives with the Lord.  Eternity is what Christianity is all about.  

Have the time of your life, my friend.  We look forward to having all eternity with you!  I know you'll have many trips planned for us when we get there.