Wednesday, December 3, 2014

He Still Can




Right there in the scriptures I see my own heart just as plain as day.

That place in the middle of Mark chapter nine where the Father of the young child says to Jesus,

"I believe; but help my unbelief."

We can sometimes find ourselves in this very place, when the end of the year is drawing to a close and our hearts begin to panic and we look back over the last 11 months and see that it hasn't happened yet.

The breakthrough. The restoration. The recompense. The restitution. The redemption in whatever areas we are praying for.

We have believed.

We have prayed.

We have trusted.

We have been patient in affliction.

We have offered up a multitude of a form of worship called a sacrifice of praise in the midst of painful circumstance after painful circumstance.

Some of us have been disappointed so many times that it can feel like hope deferred on steroids and despair has threatened to take up permanent residence in our hearts.

And we can believe and know for certain that God is good, because He absolutely is. That He is faithful and true. That He can do above all we can think, hope or imagine...

And yet sometimes the years of waiting can bring on a tidal wave of unbelief in our hearts.

I think the longer we've been waiting on the breakthrough, the harder it can be to simply believe that HE STILL CAN.

That He has not forgotten.

The longer we wait for the promises to be fulfilled, the heavier the weight our hearts can feel.

Wait = Weight.

But He reminds us in His word what all of that really means.

"For our light affliction, which is but for a moment, is working for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory, while we do not look at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen." - 2Corinthians 5:16-18

Wait + Weight = The weight of glory.

This is the good news.

In Mark Chapter 9

A Father is hurting over a serious situation with his son and he brings his son to Jesus for healing.

Jesus asks the Father, "How long has this been happening?"

And he answered, "From childhood."

The Father goes on to explain in some detail about the circumstances surrounding his son and says to Jesus, "If you can do anything, please have compassion on us and help us." - Mark 9:22

"What do you mean, 'if I can'?" Jesus asked.  ~Mark 9:23 NLT

Jesus then says "Anything is possible if a person believes."

The Father replies, "I do believe, but help me overcome my unbelief!" Mark 9:24

The scriptures tell us that the very next thing that happens is that Jesus immediately helped his son.

It was important for me to see that Jesus wanted to know how long it had been and he also spoke directly to his unbelief by asking him, "What do you mean, 'If I can'?"

Jesus is concerned with how long we have suffered with our circumstances.

And sometimes the only way we can overcome our unbelief is by receiving the breakthrough.

Each time He answers or moves on our behalf- our faith increases. Those situations become stones of remembrance in our faith walk, where we can look back and remember and know that no matter what it looks like, He is for us and not against us.

Even if it takes years. 

I hope these words bring encouragement and if you are waiting and wondering if He still can, I pray that these words are a healing balm for your heart today.

"What do you mean, 'If I can'?"

Heal your body?

Restore your soul?

Redeem your circumstances?

Open your womb?

Heal your marriage?
   
Restore the years the locusts have eaten?

Replace your lost income?

Renew your mind?

Open up opportunities?

Heal your circumstances?

Give you the desire of your heart?

Help you in that situation?

Move in that adoption process?

Bring your daughter home?

Give you an incredible spouse?

Teach you my word?

Help you in raising your children?

Reveal myself to you in a new way?

He still can. 

He is well able to do above all we can think, hope or imagine.

"Therefore we do not lose heart. Even though our outward man is perishing, yet the inward man is being renewed day by day. For our light affliction, which is but for a moment, is working for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory, while we do not look at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen. For the things which are seen are temporary, but the things which are not seen are eternal." 2 Corinthians 5:16-18

Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Then By All Means





Honey filled words spilled forth right there in the middle of my day through a dear friend recently.

They sounded foreign and uncomfortable and hard to receive, as beautiful as they were.

Sometimes honey words sound foreign to us when we've spent the day beating ourselves up with our own words.

Or when we've allowed someone else's words to take root and replace the truth of our own.

Brokenness can do that to us.

It can leave us unable to hear the truth because we've heard so many lies about who we really are that when the truth comes in like a flood, it feels foreign and we can't receive it.

Brokenness can leave us with limited capacity for truth because the words that have nearly destroyed us take up all the space.

And if we do not replace those heart wrecking words with truth soon, they can take root.

And they can tangle us up in a world of hurt to the point that we can begin to live and move and have our being out of the words that were spoken out of someone else's brokenness.

And if we do not have a foundation and platform of truth and love and goodness called love letters from the King, to stand on, then our hearts will either move into some form of agreement with the lies or hit full tilt mode, called, they must be right, so why am I even trying to do this?

This is when He sends in the encouragers.

The encouragers come in like a flood and tear down everything that is not from the Father with the truth of everything that is from Him.

And God was so kind to me that day in the midst of my inner turmoil.

He graciously sent the encouragers by way of two precious friends to call and ask me why on earth I wasn't writing. 

I answered that I was busy with the baby and family and such.

Crickets.

They know that I've had lots of babies and that still, I
write and they know my heart behind the writing.

I don't write for myself and I don't write for others.

I write for Him.

It is the way that I worship Him. 

But sometimes the very thing we were created to do is the very thing that people will use against us to keep us from doing the very thing that God has called us to do.

And so, eventually, I shared how a friend told me months ago, that I wasn't a writer.

And that because I admired her and she had a long list of credentials, it crushed me.

And it silenced me.

And every time I would sit down to write, I would hear those words over and over again.

Never mind the viral blog posts or beautiful words of encouragement from others.

Never mind any of that.

All I could hear were her words.

Even though I somewhat knew what she meant.

She meant perfection. 

Because you won't find a shred of that anywhere on this blog.

The God I love and adore, the One whom I write for,  doesn't require that from me. 

So I write what He leads me to and how He prompts me to write and I do my best not to worry with someone else's definitions of "writer."

I just write.

And from everything I've read in His word, He always uses the least likely people.

I am so grateful for the kindness of those friends who spoke truth and life and encouragement to me that day.

Their honey filled words helped me to start writing again and also reminded me of one of my favorite quotes.

"If you hear a voice from within you say, 'you are not a painter,' then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced." Vincent van Gogh

I believe that this not only includes negative self talk but also refers to the voices of others who choose to use their words to tear down gifting in other people.

No matter how many voices we have in our life, His voice has to be the loudest.

And the more we do the very thing He has called us to do and the more we fill our hearts with His words, the louder His voice will be and the easier it will be to move past words that do not line up with the truth from the One who tells us...

In me, you live and move and have your being. Acts 17:28

My sheep know my voice, and I know them, and they follow me. John 10:27

So today, if you find yourself conflicted over whether or not you can write or sing or dance or teach or paint or pastor or create or instruct or parent or cook or fill in the blank with any number of calling and talent and gifting...

I hope your heart will remember these words and by all means...

Paint

Teach

Train

Write

Speak

Mother

Father

Pastor

Lead

Sing

Dance

Cook

Bake

Create

Encourage

Arrange

Orchestrate

Because the body of Christ needs you beautiful friend.

Yet who knows if you have come into the kingdom for such a time as this? Esther 4:14


Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Grace Abounds



Hello beautiful friends,

I wanted to stop in and post a quick note and a picture of the Prince with his sisters.

Swoon.

We are all absolutely smitten beyond words with Wells Henry Worth and can hardly get a thing done, with the love fest going on over here- and the work load!

I am doing my best to manage the hustle and bustle of our busy family of nine people.

Somehow, by His unimaginable goodness and grace, I've managed to birth a bouncing baby boy and along with my husband, get five children registered for three different schools, get them all out to purchase clothes and shoes and various school supplies. We've taken all of them for haircuts and physicals and dentist appointments, attended all of their open houses and parent teacher conferences and managed decent school pictures for everyone as well as getting one ready for band and one ready for football, all with a newborn in tow. We have also managed to survive a series of strep throat sickness with two of the children and asthma attacks with one of the children. Most of which happened the day after the baby was born. Our oldest son gave us a good scare that day and had to be rushed to the ER clinic. 

I won't even get into the scary car accident we were involved in with five of my children in the car with me just a few weeks ago.

We are all fine thank goodness. So, so grateful for that. 

But it has been a lot to manage to say the least.  

I'm so thankful for His grace. 

His grace is sufficient....

Our Macey Girl is doing well and has been living on her own and supporting herself for a long time now, but we never stop being Mama, do we? Our children need us differently once they are grown and I do my best to make myself available without smothering or hovering over her life.  I'm still learning. Still making mistakes but still trying! I love her more and more and do my best to demonstrate my love for her even though we aren't under the same roof any more. Sometimes that is a floor move at her adorable apartment or a pumpkin candle and a little love note left on her door step or even a Sunday night dinner at our house with the nine of us- my favorite. 

I'm learning to meet the ever changing needs of seven precious children and navigate a new normal here the best that I can. I have certainly made my share of mistakes but thankful that He gives me the grace to do this. 

Grace abounds.

A big family isn't for everyone but when I look at these longed for, prayed for, hoped for babies- all I can see is love.

And I can't find a thing in the world wrong with love.

Just messy beautiful, trying hard, learning and growing and forgiving in a family motivated by love.

I think that's all He asks of us....

That we love.


I'm so looking forward to writing again and have missed you all so much!

I have a long list of notes to post here soon, written in some kind of 3:00 a.m.- I'm nursing a baby handwriting- but here's hoping.

I hope you all are enjoying a glorious fall and that your homes are spilling over with the plumpest pumpkins this season!

Big Hug...

Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Crowned






Morning Glories,

Lots of excitement in the air here at our house!

We have been blessed with a beautiful new baby boy!

I am incredibly humbled to introduce you to Wells Henry Worth...

"Wells Henry" has a big, beautiful name with lots of meaning and purpose.

He was crowned on July 15, arriving two weeks early, weighing in at 8 pounds and 10 ounces and is healthy and whole and has absolutely captured our hearts! 

We are so in love with this sweet boy and all of the children are over the moon excited about their new brother.

My mama heart is grateful and thankful and humbled beyond words.

Will try to share more words and pictures soon. 

Right now we are soaking in the sounds and the fragrance of a scrumptious newborn baby in our home again.

Nothing compares with this gift. 

Big hug to you sweet friends.