Pray It Out

But those who are hurting tug at my heart in a deep way. Often they come to mind. And I find myself asking God “to do something”. At some point in my pleading, I hear myself asking God to be who He already is in His sovereign nature. Sometimes I recognize that I am asking God to do what He naturally does because He is who He is.

Who can separate us?

I can't wait ( standing on tiptoes of anticipation ) to hear the Saul to Paul conversion stories. To hear of praise and worship that shook prison walls and caused the lost to ask you how to know your God. I can't wait to hear how chains holding innocent captives were snapped in two, and you walked out free under the cover of the wing of the Almighty.

1. Waiting for the Wind

Before you begin to feel discouraged about your own detour, let me just add that we are slow learners. Our detour onto the sailboat was more than five years ago. Along the way, we've each had our roller coaster moments. I think my dear man would agree we've each experienced the full spectrum of emotions. Gratefully, one of us is usually on the upside when the other is sliding down. We're definitely riding the crazy learning curve. Welcome aboard!

Chapter 1: Truthfulness

Peaceful assurance was not out of reach for me if I had been willing to accept that I was concerned without cause.  I could have listened to my husband who insisted these two young lads were quite normal.  I could have listened to our family doctor, who was not concerned with our sons' development. I could have chosen a number of other wise paths, which would have ultimately led me to throw worry out the window.

Refreshment

Peace, unfortunately, has not been consistent over the many months of this strange year. Just in our tiny corner of the world we've experienced some of the most bizarre situations, which have threatened to pit neighbor against neighbor. However, the doves keep showing up to remind me to pray, and to remind me that my Prince of Peace is here.

Receive or Reject

First, if you are hurting, but can't identify the source, please reach out. Call/text someone to come sit with you. Ask for help. If someone close to you is just not who you know them to be, stick your nose in their emotional business. An inkling that "something's not right" is enough to start a conversation or take action.

It’s really that simple.

The point is that nearness, awareness, and devotion are key to my desire to replicate my Beloved's character. It is my responsibility to make sure I am rightly positioned with my eyes on Jesus, my ears tuned to His voice, watching for His movement and waiting for direction. If I'm reading God's word, taking Him at His word and putting my feet in His footprints, I will be rightly positioned for success. I am much more likely to love God first and then love my neighbor as Jesus loves me.

Enjoy the Journey…

Maybe you left your car behind and planned to rent mopeds once you arrived on the island by fairy only to learn that the moped workers union was currently on strike. {That was our honeymoon experience on Martha's Island} Perhaps, the rental car company took your reservation, but forgot to hold the car for you. {Seinfeld reference}

Pondering {pay attention}

This season of {pay attention} has increasingly reminded me of my excitement as an engaged bride counting down the days eagerly anticipating the arrival of my groom just days before our wedding. As May 21st drew closer, my heart longed for and my eyes watched for the sight of my love walking through the door. I could hardly contain myself. I was focused.

The Door of Acceptance

Just recently, even though our circumstances have not changed, a door stands illuminated at the edge of our waiting room. I don't think I've ever noticed it there. I imagine Jesus, who embodies light, has placed a spotlight on the door of acceptance. As I ponder life with Him, I realize it's time. He is beckoning us to walk through this door.

I Have a Voice

God has much to say to me about the way I speak, my tone and the appropriate use of speech for love and blessing. Very early in my discipleship a friend directed me to the book of James. Knowing how much I love the gift of gab, my heart was pricked, and I began to take seriously the many reproofs regarding an uncontrolled tongue.

Open, Reach, Do It Scared

I know. Most of us are actually very scared right now. Some of us are more bold and brave and will message the two people as a reach for a hand. Others of us, are asking Jesus to make the introductions. And a few of us are considering whether they want to ask Jesus to open even a window let alone a full door for relationship.