I have discovered the hard way how powerful our thoughts can be. I realized that I needed to stop my every thought in micro-second speed and check it out and interrogate it before it made its way further into my mind and set up residence. If it was able to forge a home in my mind, it would be free to return at will holding me prisoner to its influences. I had occasions where my husband would say something that I would take the wrong way, and I would be reduced to tears. My mind would be flooded with all kinds of thoughts ranging from “I deserve better than this,” to “He doesn’t love me ... Read the Post
Archives for July 2012
The Treasure of our Heart
Sometimes my life gets so hectic I lose focus of what matters most to me – the treasures of my heart: spending time with my family and friends, quiet time for study and prayer, taking long drives on the Harley with my husband, or strumming my guitar. Have you ever read the story about Mary and Martha in Luke Chapter 10? Mary and her sister, Martha, have an unexpected visit from Jesus and His followers. Martha quickly dons her party hat and begins tending the details for an unplanned feast, while Mary sits at the feet of Jesus, listening. I think God included this passage in the Bible to ... Read the Post
Limiting Fears
As an introvert, I love the quiet. There’s little I love more than a quiet Saturday at home with my family. Home is where I’m that most at peace. It’s where I scrapbook, read, and create homemade meals for my family. Just the same, I have to get out. I have to have friends to turn to, to invest in, and to share with. Even my introverted nature longs for companionship, for friendship. As a woman, my soul still needs to share my hopes, dreams, worries, and fears. Especially those last two. More often than not, I share my worries and fears with those closest to me. I tell them all about my ... Read the Post
Tragic Awakening
We usually take the important things in life for granted until tragedy strikes. Many years ago, I woke up in the middle of the night because something did not feel right. I got up and checked on my son, and he was fine. I was walking back to bed when the phone rang. It was a 3:00-o’clock-in-the-morning-something-is-wrong kind of phone call. My brother-in-law was calling me with devastating news: my identical twin sister had been in a car wreck and was in critical condition. Her injuries were so severe she had to be helicoptered to the trauma center in San Antonio. I fell to my knees ... Read the Post
Waterboy
Reading between the lines, I could sense the heartache and frustration that were overwhelming my son. Never before had he been around so much suffering and death. He would write me expressing, “We work as hard as we can and still they die.” He is working alongside other Christians at Chidamoyo Christian Hospital in Zimbabwe, Africa. They worked day after day to save the souls and bodies of people suffering from AIDS, tuberculosis, malaria and a myriad of other illnesses. My heart ached as I read his accounts of the delivery and deaths of premature twins and of the death of a small boy who ... Read the Post