In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word
was God. He was in the beginning with God. 1 John 1-2
I read this scripture and I wonder…of all the names…
why was God referred to as the Word?
Trust me, I am no theologian and I would not attempt to expound on
but I do find it interesting that from the beginning was the Word…
from the beginning words were
God could have created the
universe any way He saw fit…
He chose to use words…to speak what was on His heart.
He saw void…darkness and He spoke light and creation …all His beauty
into existence. Words are powerful…they can speak life…or bring death.
“As it is written, I have made you a father of many
nations in the presence of Him whom He believed-God, who gives life to the
dead, and calls those things which do not exist as though they did” (Romans
Every day…every moment…will we take the opportunity to create an
environment where words are spoken to heal…where our words can speak to a soul
those things that don’t exist yet… words of hope…grace…love…mercy…truth.
Do we really understand the power of words…I think if we did…we would
use them more carefully. Oh, how I have
failed and still do in this area. "Woe
to me!" I cried. "I am ruined! For I am a man of unclean lips, and I
live among a people of unclean lips, and my eyes have seen the King, the LORD
Almighty." Isaiah 6:5
Oh, let’s cry out together…to be cleansed and transformed
the words of my
mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O LORD, my Rock
and my Redeemer. Psalm 19:14
are just a few scriptures on the power of our words….
Death and life are in the power of the
There is one whose rash words are like sword
thrusts, but the tongue of the wise brings healing.
Let no corrupting talk come out of your mouths,
but only such as is good for building up, as fits the occasion, that it may
give grace to those who hear. Ephesians 4:29
I tell you, on the day of judgment people will
give account for every careless word they speak… for by your words you will be
justified, and by your words you will be condemned.”
If anyone thinks he is religious and does not
bridle his tongue but deceives his heart, this person's religion is worthless.
The good person out of the good treasure of his
heart produces good, and the evil person out of his evil treasure produces
evil, for out of the abundance of the heart his mouth speaks. Luke 6:45
Whoever belittles his neighbor lacks sense, but a
man of understanding remains silent. Prov. 11:12Let your speech always be gracious, seasoned with
salt, so that you may know how you ought to answer each person. Col. 4:6
A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in a
setting of silver.
I can’t wait to get to
heaven to fully experience God’s sense of humor.
As I have said
before…I am a non-writer in this gifted world of blogging.
School and especially
English was never my strong suite.
I almost did not get
out of freshman English…when I taught school, a fellow teacher had to read over
my reports before they were sent out. (I had a brave principal…she saw past my
weaknesses so I could teach young kids with learning disabilities).
So stepping out into
the blog world is a bit…more than a bit of a stretch for me.
At times, I feel myself wanting to retreat…
and then this
non-writer blogger gets asked guest post.
To be honest I wasn’t
going to post today…life is very, very busy right now…
since I am not a
prolific writer ,
I can’t easily write
what might be going on in my heart.
I can pour it out in
my journal…the audience of One...
but here…my heart stirring don’t flow so easily…
and I can’t muster up
something to write about.
So back to God’s sense
of humor…I wake up and check mail…
There is an email from
a dear blogger asking if I would consider guest posting.
my first response when this happens is “are they kidding?”
Then I get on Google
reader…just going to enjoy reading others today.
Here they renewed
their wedding vows...at 87 years old.
My parents where
surrounded by their legacy…
Granddaughters dancing with Pop-Pop
to the song he sang to them when they were young.
No dancing for these guys...
Cake cutting... wedding
day, 25yrs, 50 yrs and now 60yrs.
day was a celebration not only of their marriage…but of God’s faithfulness.
could celebrate together…
not because we had or have today a perfect family…
is only by the Grace of God …the One who teaches us to forgive and to love.
This wonderful weekend was topped off with Amy and Ellie staying an extra 4 days J
Amy got to visit her favorite place.
Oh no!...Ellie likes watching people play Mario Cart.
A sick little one...but oh such sweet snuggles.
May we all keep our dancing shoes on as we count all the gifts given to us!!!
who stuck together through it all…60yrs
faithfulness and kindness to teach perseverance
children seeing and reaping the fruit of forgiveness
joy on my mom’s face
days with Amy and Ellie
Ellie while she is sick ~Ellie leaving me with something to remember her by...her cold and runny nose :) ~sweet baby sounds ~smiles and “conversations” with Ellie
hanging and relaxing with Amy
a trip in to downtown Franklin.
the kids under one roof and sitting around the dining room table ~daughter continuing to practice driving ...less than one month ~seeing God’s kindness being poured out on the hurting ~taking walks with hubby ~breakfast and good conversation ~friends going to Ghana to meet their boys ~God shedding light ~grace for the silence...growing in trust ~God’s is Love
Oh, there’s much in my heart… so much I wish I
could transfer directly from my heart to yours. But that would be too easy...it is not the way to
growth… not the way a heart is transformed.
There are so many
things I would do differently…
I could name each one
for you and maybe you would find some help.
But I believe the best
gift an older mom can give a younger mom is applause.
If you have ever run a
marathon…or any long race…
there are people lined
along the streets …clapping their hands… giving words of encouragement…infusing
hope into your tired body… a brief distraction from the pain...instilling faith that you can finish the race.
You my sister are
running your race…and I clap my hands…I cheer you on… ”you are doing a good job”…”you
will make it”… ”God is faithful to meet you in every season”… ”He never fails to
give the wisdom needed”… ”He has Grace for those moments when you fail”… ”Oh, and never
forget…it is not about always doing it right,
but how you react when you get it wrong.”
There are times in a
race where you “hit the wall”...lose sight of the finish line… legs too tired
to move…lungs no longer finding the oxygen needed... brain yielding to fatigue. That is when a runner needs
someone to come and just put an arm around them… walk with them a bit…give them a
drink… speak convincing words that they have enough in them to finish.
As you run through
each season of life in motherhood…
here is what I would
cheer as you run your race….
As you nurse those
babies…wipe those bottoms…fall in bed exhausted… just remember these days do
count…you are planting…you are impacting the world… what you are doing does matter...your life has value… you are a life changer and therefore, a world changer.
When you see those
teenage years looming ahead… I will encourage you like an older, wiser lady did for me. These don’t have to be the years where you clinch your teeth and hold your
breath, while just hoping to survive. Yes, these years can be challenging…
but oh, how special
they can be…rich and deep and lovely.
My one piece of advice
for these years…BE AUTHENTIC… Teens sniff out hypocrisy like a drug-sniffing
dog searching for the hidden. And when they find it…they go in for the kill. On
the other hand, if they know you both are on a journey together…
changing…both humans trying to follow after God…
they are more likely
to turn their hearts towards home and not away.
As the curtain closes on your
parenting act… when every step they take leads them further
from under your roof…
how a momma’s heart
tears a bit as each child steps across that threshold.
As they travel out the
door…release them fully into God’s love.
Remember whenever one door closes…a new door will open.
However, this new door
needs to be opened from their direction...voluntarily.
Let them invite you
into their new space…a new territory... where the transition begins from parent/child to
brothers and sisters in Christ.
And when they
marry…let them leave and cleave…and watch a new cycle begin.
Each family’s life
together is a story in progress….
Each phase is a chapter
in this ever unfolding tale.
As one chapter ends…in
the turning of the page…a new and exciting chapter starts.
One day a beautiful
story will have been written…remember, not a perfect storyline…
but like the plot found in all
good books... filled with adventure, truth,
challenges, sorrow, joy and most importantly redemption.
He is the author of your
family's stories…each one written uniquely by Him.
The Author is
trustworthy…enjoy letting Him write your story.
Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the
author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the
cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. Hebrews 12:2
My Daughter’s first Mother’s Day...pure joy!!!
Showered with love...using new lens to take pictures:)
In her own words:)
Honoring his sister and his mom:)
So richly blessed!!!
oh...so much love!!!
God’s fingerprints everywhere
that comes through letting go
you can work together even with distance between
looking in the rear view mirror…seeing God’s faithfulness
for my parent’s anniversary party
the details coming together
night of celebration
yr. old parents who still danceJ
the kids home for the weekend
and Ellie staying for a couple more days
of Ellie time
words from the kids
Day as a “lolli”
my daughter’s first Mother’s Day.
with my daughters just sharing our hearts
finishing his last homeschool work on Mother’s Day…Senior year completed…Yeah!!!!