Stones for the Struggle

I am wondering if I can just be real here, this morning?  After all, isn’t it a relief and a breath of fresh air when we all take off our masks and come out of wherever we are hiding?  I firmly believe that being transparent is one of the healthiest and most liberating things we can do.  We are human, of the same human frailty and it feels so reassuring to be in the company of others who acknowledge that.  So, here it is: There are times I desperately doubt my faith.  I struggle with believing in the goodness of God.  I question if God is even alive or working in any situation that I am able to see. I want to know and love God but there are times that I am aching to make that real in my life.  I want more than words, text or print. I want the words to come alive here, in my life and all around me.  I want to be far more reassured of the power of a living God than I am the evil of humankind and honestly, a lot of times, I lack that reassurance. I have to wrestle hard to claim it,  despite my feelings.

I once heard it said that the greatest enemy or deterrent to seeking truth is the belief that we already have truth. When there is no struggle to move forward, it is only because we think we are already there. While it is never a place that I enjoy being, I believe that the very presence of my doubts to see God – they are really a gift. God isn’t forgetting to be big; He isn’t forgetting to work.  It is only myself, who has forgotten what He has already done.

But, the truth also is this: the struggle is hard.  Very hard. It is so easy to read the Bible and announce a moving and reassuring verse but making that verse come alive in my daily life is sometimes downright painful.  It is easy to proclaim a scriptural promise but to rest in the promise is hard.  My circumstances do not always line themselves with what I say I believe to be true.  Sometimes no matter how hard I try to frame up my circumstances, they just do not focus within the lens of Scripture.

As I am studying  the life of Moses through Bible Study Fellowship, I immediately became impressed with the idea that from a human viewpoint, Moses’ life appeared forsaken.  He was born into a terrible time of history – the threat of being killed as a male infant – and his mother decided to put him in a basket and send him off in the river!  Nothing in Moses’ circumstances were easy and I can only imagine HIS struggles!  The end of the story reveals that God was in fact working the entire time – Moses was never forsaken and even as an infant floating in a basket, God was there the entire time.  The moment may have appeared forsaken and the presence of God denied, but the reality is that God’s plan was being orchestrated in every single detail.  What appears forsaken to us was held tightly in the grip of God’s sovereign hand!

I recognize that this has always been my story.  Long before I was ever even aware of God’s presence, He was working.  There were times in my life that I didn’t even know to seek or trust God, and yet, I look back now and see how very protected I was.  There were times in my life when my circumstances were NOTHING but forsaken.  As a child, I was frequently surrounded with abuse, crime, poverty, drugs, alcohol and an overall chaos. I was completely alone and yet God was working and leading.  I did not know to question or doubt Him then and yet, He still worked out His perfect plan in my life.  I have the gift of looking back and seeing how carefully God took care of me before I even sought Him.

The greatest gifts I have to take with me in to the future are the reminders of what God has done for me in the past.  Just like Joshua, I have to set up stones of remembrance.

Joshua 4:20-22
And Joshua set up at Gilgal the twelve stones they had taken out of the Jordan. He said to the Israelites, “In the future when your descendants ask their fathers, ‘What do these stones mean?’ tell them, ‘Israel crossed the Jordan on dry ground.’”

God has already proven Himself to be great and mighty in my life and I have the stones to prove it.  It is the power of this living God that I want to share with others but it is also this power that I need to remind myself of daily.  God isn’t forgetting to be big; He isn’t forgetting to work.  It is only myself, who has forgotten what He has already done.

For every doubt, I have a stone of faith. For every fear, I have a stone of peace.  For every trial, I have a stone of victory. Clinging to my stones of remembrance, I realize I have everything I need for the battles ahead of me.


More Than a Momentary Change

Someone has said, “We ask God to change our situation not knowing that He put us in our situation to change us.”

As I thought about that this morning and how often I ask God to change things in my life, I thought again about Moses.  All he wanted was to see his people set free from the slavery they experienced for many, many years.  He wanted to stop seeing his people beaten, mistreated and experience such heartache.  Pharaoh was heartless and wanted nothing more than to increase his own agenda no matter what the consequences were for the Israelites.  Moses wanted to stop the pain and lead them all to a new life with peace, freedom and joy.

We know when we read this story in the O.T. and throughout Exodus that God never forgot his people.  We know that He wanted to set them free and lead them to prosperity. God was powerful and He could do whatever He wanted and in whatever timing and certainly without Moses. But, the fact is, He chose Moses.

And why did God choose Moses?  There were a million ways that God could have chosen to work and yet, He picked Moses out of all of the Israelite babies and put him right in the center of the Egyptian life.  God set Moses apart and spoke to him; He put a call on Moses’ life and led him through extraordinary circumstances to accomplish a divine plan.  Ultimately, God did something beautifully powerful and moving by delivering the Egyptians but even more beautiful was the intimate changes that God was orchestrating in Moses’ heart all along. This was personal.  This was about seeing and knowing an almighty and powerful God, who not only can hold the universe in His hand but who can also hold our hearts, as well.

Were there dark and seemingly hopeless moments in Moses’ life?  Do you think he ever begged, cried out to God and asked Him to work, to change this awful situation?

And God did.  He heard Moses’ prayers and God kept His promises.  But, not before He worked out an equally beautiful and powerful plan in Moses’ heart.  God is an intimate God who not only orchestrates His greater plans, but He is a God who works deeply and personally in our hearts.

In the end, the Israelites saw amazing miracles.  God delivered them as Pharaoh not only set them free, but he drove them out!  God parted the Red Sea and all of the people, Israelites, Moses and the  Egyptians included saw that God was a powerful and mighty promise-keeper.  He led the people to freedom but even greater, He showed them that their hearts could also be free.  Their situation changed and God’s desire was to reveal that their hearts could also change.  They could be free from slavery under Pharaoh and also free from bondage in their hearts.

It was an amazing and miraculous plan that God’s people were blessed and privileged to see work out but praise God that was not all He wanted to work out.  Praise Him that His plan isn’t just for our circumstances and frustrated situations but with a greater love, God’s plans are for our hearts and souls as well.  God is not satisfied with merely changing a situation; more importantly, He desperately wants to mold and shape our hearts, too.

After all, circumstances will always be given to change and our lives will take many paths, but a heart that is molded with the fruits of His spirit in love, joy and peace – that, we can take with us forever.

Call unto me and I will answer you and show you great and mighty things that you do not know.”  Jeremiah 33:3

What Only God Can Do

Have you ever found yourself in that place where things are just not adding up the way you expected them to?  THIS was not the plan and you didn’t sign up for THIS.  You must have taken a wrong turn, missed a sign or been on the wrong road altogether.  What exactly is God doing or rather, what exactly is God NOT doing?

It is just so easy to look at the circumstances that we think are somehow misaligned and out of OUR control and assume that they must be out of God’s control, too.  How shortsighted we become when we start questioning God’s goodness, His motives or His power.  We take a look at what we consider a messy, irreparable and mistaken situation and we decide that either God was not here, God did not care or God did not work.  When once we might have trusted God for His plan, instead depression, anxiety and unbelief settle in.  Sometimes, we even accuse God, saying, “See, I knew this wasn’t going to work out.”  “What was I thinking, anyway, trusting in this God that I can’t even see.”  The world tells us to question the power and authority of God.  Have you ever felt like maybe you should have listened?  After all, look how the situation has turned out.

At times like this in my life, my mind fills with a thousand doubts and questions.  I become depressed because I feel like I can’t see God or even find God at all.  I become anxious because  I assume that my choices have led me to be in the state of confusion that I find myself.  Sometimes I pray and ask God to show up, to be big, and to empower me to do something great for Him.  I affirm in my heart that certainly these circumstances were not God’s will and I grieve because I wanted nothing more than to find God’s will.  I even forget how much I prayed and asked God for so many things like to work in my life, to lead me, to take care of me.  If only God would answer my prayers.

We haven’t been the first people to struggle with this state of mind. Contrary to what the world may tell us about the Bible being outdated and irrelevant to today’s world, instead we can find that even in the Old Testament, this story began.  Moses, in the book of Exodus, believed that God called him to be used, to perform great things and be a great man.  Moses had his moments of doubt, but he decided to follow God.  Moses might have expected to see great things because of his obedience to God.  Perhaps, Moses thought that HE had to be great for God and forgot that God was already great.  Whatever the case, Moses found himself completely questioning God’s call on his life.  In Exodus 5, Moses asks God why HE is treating His people so badly.  God’s people, the Israelites, were in slavery under the charge of the Egyptian Pharaoh. There were beaten and badly mistreated.  In fact, the Scripture says they were the victims of harsh slavery and were broken in spirit.  Moses was sent to deliver them from their desperate situation.  God had called Moses, instructed Him clearly about what to do and Moses listened.  He obeyed God’s call and he even stepped out of his comfort zone. The results are not what Moses expected, not what he imagined and certainly not what he signed up for.  Instead of seeing his people, the Israelites, rescued from their slavery, he saw it become worse, instead. His people were suffering before and now, after all he did, they were only suffering more.

Imagine the questions that must have been going through Moses’ head.  Not only did Moses ask God why He was doing this to His people, but he also questions God’s call on his life.  The Message translates it this way: “My Master, why are you treating this people so badly? And why did you ever send me? From the moment I came to Pharaoh to speak in your name, things have only gotten worse for this people. And rescue? Does this look like rescue to you?”

My thoughts quickly turn back to myself and all of the circumstances I have framed with the same set of questions.  Much like Moses, I ask God if He even knows what He is doing.  “This, Lord?  THIS is your great plan?” Just as I begin to wonder how I am going to fix whatever my dreadful situation is and make things better … I remember God’s response to Moses.

“I am the Lord.”

In Exodus 6:1-27, God tells Moses that NOW, he will see what God is going to do with Pharaoh.  Not only is Pharaoh going to set the Israelites free, but he is going to drive them out!  God reaffirms to Moses that He is going to do everything He has ever promised. He is going to deliver His people and redeem them.  God says, ” You will be my people and I will be your God.” Even beyond that , God promises that not only will He do these things, but also “then you will know that I am the Lord your God.”  God was telling Moses that soon, it is all going to make sense.  The road that once seemed warped and twisted behind you is now going to open up and everything you waited for is going to come to pass.  Your dreams, your hopes, your desires and everything you believed ME for, it WILL happen. But, let’s not miss it … the ONLY reason, the ONLY hope that these promises can be fulfilled and God repeats it four times to Moses:

“I am the Lord.”

God was telling Moses more than just what he was going to do, but God was also telling Moses that now they would all know WHO God is.  God wasn’t just telling Moses that it would all be okay but that it was always all okay.  There had never been a moment that God was not there or a moment that God was not working.  Beyond reminding Moses WHO God is, I believe He was also reminding Moses of who he, himself, was not.  Moses was being used by God but none of this was about him.  From the beginning, this was always about a great and mighty God.  Despite what we may or not do, He is the Lord.  He always has been and He always will be.  We can never change that.  We can turn left or turn right, give up or give in, let go or move on but no matter what, God says, “I am the Lord.”

The truth is no matter how mistaken a situation may seem, God is there.  He never left.  We must realize that our ability to see, understand or even influence a situation has absolutely nothing to do with God’s presence or power in that situation.  What we might interpret as God’s oversight, has never really been without God’s oversight.

When we see those troublesome circumstances occur, let us remember the life of Moses and the careful and powerful way that God redeemed it all for His glory.  Let us remember that it is perhaps in the darkest of moments when we might believe that God has not answered our prayers or that He forsaken us – it is, in fact, in those very moments that God is actually very actively and lovingly answering our prayers. Those life situation may appear forsaken to us but the reality is that we need to deliberately embrace them despite what may seem mistaken to us, realizing that it is in those very moments that God is preparing us to see what only He can do. We only need to remember what God told Moses and tells us still, today:

“I am the Lord.”


The Thing About Being Free

I have been trying to blog for a long time but for some reason, like the dark cloud that has been hovering around my heart for ages now, it has been the same for my words.  They keep getting eaten up in this dark abyss that tells me there is no point.  Nothing I want to write about seems to really matter and yet, writing has always been a place of safety for me.  For as long as I can remember and when I had no other safe place, writing kept me safe.  And because I know that, because I know the release from my heart and soul when I put words out there,,, today, I choose to write, no matter what.  There may be no sense and there may be no point but maybe if I put the words here, they will stop swirling around in my head.

And really, I think what I am trying to say is this:  I am tired.  Tired of so many things, too numerous to list.  I realize that to be the Girl Set Free that I am longing to be, I have to battle.  Battle hard. Battle even when I am tired.  Battle when i am weary.  Battle when I don’t think I can win.  Battle when I don’t see the point.  Battle anyway.  Battle on.

The other thing I have come to realize, though it has taken many years, is that I am not alone.  I walk among so many other battle-weary friends and yet, none of us realize we are amongst each other.  There is a lot we don’t talk about, a lot we are not willing to admit. And can I tell you, that makes me, well, tired.

Things have just not worked out the way I expected lately.  Things have been a lot harder than I imagined they were going to be. I am not finding that the older I get, the easier things become or the smarter I am.  In fact, maybe I am finding that nothing is easy and I am not as smart as I once thought I was.  And yet, I think this is exactly where I need to be.

It took me until about 3 years ago to realize that the majority of my life was one huge uphill battle.  I was starting to come to terms with so many battles I was fighting everyday and didn’t even realize it. I was realizing that what was a downhill coast for others was an exhausting battle upward for me.  And for years, I just kept it up.  Trudging, climbing, one step after the other, until one day I stopped and realized, with sheer exhaustion, that when I tried to look downward at what I have conquered, I was still at the bottom of the mountain, looking up.

And so why am I blogging as Girl Set Free?  Because one day I realized just how very free I am not.  I realized that more than anything I long to be free from all of the heavy baggage I keep trudging around with.  I realized that to be free, I was going to have to get there on purpose.

The thing about ever getting to a new place is that first we have to realize where we are.  How can we recognize the top of the mountain if we’ve never come to terms with the bottom of the mountain?

We all have our baggage and we all have our ways of dealing with it.  Many of us choose to keep it tucked in, nice and tight, right beside us, and then wonder why the battle upward is so hard.  We wonder why we just can’t get that foot out in front of the other.  And when I say “we,” I really mean “ME.”

It isn’t enough to just cast the baggage off, blindly, either.  Now, that would be easy.  The thing about God, however, is that he likes to dig in deep and get to those dark place of our hearts, where He can really clean us out.  Every single one of those deep, deep bags needs to be emptied out, right in the presence of His light.  Every little trinket of sin, doubt, depression, fear, anxiety, and past regrets has to roll right on out of those pockets and be dealt with.

Every father that never wanted to take responsibility.

Every mother who only ever thought about herself.

Every single person who was  too shortsighted to understand, too selfish to care or too busy to notice.

Every single minute of hurt, fear, abandonment and distrust that became the heart that beats inside this girl.

This Girl who is so very NOT set free. 

And so now, I can be free.  Just like that.  In a minute of recognition that I am bound up and imprisoned, I realize how very free I can truly be.

That is the thing about being free.  You have to first realize how un-free you really are.

While I still sit at the bottom of this mountain, still battle-worn and tired, the tucked-in and hidden baggage is no longer my companion.  The loving and healing hand of Jesus and His truth leads me, instead.

The journey up the mountain begins now.






Set Free

Imagine being a prisoner for many years and having no control over your life.  You are locked up. You are isolated. You are alone. There is no love and there is no future. There are no choices. There is no hope.



One day your shackles are unlocked and you are released.  The control that once ruled over your life is no longer there.  You are no longer locked up.  You are free to leave your life of isolation and loneliness.  You are free to find love, to determine the steps that lead to your future.  You can finally choose.

Yet, you continue without hope.  Your shackles are off and yet you remain in bondage.  You are free and yet continue to be alone.  Where there could be love, there remains a void.  You make few choices and live without any power in your life. You choose your prison.

Why would someone who has been set free continue to live as though still a prisoner?  Why would someone choose to keep on living as if bound by shackles, when in reality, they have been set free to choose for themselves? Why would someone who has been set free keep living the life of a prisoner? It seems strange to imagine that someone would live in such a way.

Yet, that is how I have lived for a very long time.

The truth is there is a difference between being set free and living free. One is a condition, the other is a choice.

I was set free 22 years ago when I, without blinking an eye, decided that it was undoubtedly true that I needed a Savior…Someone greater than myself to free me from my bondage of an empty life full of defeat, pain and regret.  There is only one way to be set free and that is through Truth; everything else is just moving from one prison to another.

And so, I have asked myself over and over, if you’ve been given light, why continue on in darkness?  If your shackles have been unlocked, why are you keeping them on? If Christ didn’t set me free to see me walk in freedom, then why?

I no longer have to live a prisoner to defeat or regret,  I no longer can claim I can’t help it but to resent and begrudge.  I can no longer say I can’t do it, I don’t know how or I don’t understand why.

Truth changes all of that. Jesus changed me.

truth will set you free

I can forgive despite staring in the face of unbelievable hurt.  I don’t have to begrudge no matter how difficult the relationship.  I never again have to wake to worry, walk in fear and find myself paralyzed with uncertainty.

It is time to not only unlock the shackles, but to take them off.  I’ve been free for a long time; it is time to start living that way.  I am a Girl Set Free and this is where I begin my journey with you.  I am not perfect; I still doubt and I still struggle.  I do not have all of the answers and sometimes I stumble.  But that is the beauty of it all…His mercies are new every morning (Lamentations 3:22-23) and He promises to complete the good work he began in me (Philippians 1:6)

I can’t promise perfection and I can’t promise easy.  I can’t promise nice, neat stories that give you a picture of my life that is faultless but I can promise you real.  I am a real mom, wife and a child of a true, loving and living God.

I am a Girl Set Free.

Unwrapping the Mysteries

I know I am not the first to talk about Ann Voskamp’s book, One Thousand Gifts.  I am not the first to be touched or to speak to the beauty I found while reading it. Women everywhere are raving about it and I echo all of it – it was truly one of the most beautiful books I have ever read … it touched me in deep soul places that only I know about.

Truth has a way of doing that.

Ann is not a miracle worker … but a woman who allowed God’s truth into her mind and heart so that He could work miracles in her. God gave her a gift and she shares that gift with us.

As I write, I am well aware that books do not change lives.  Even people don’t change lives, if you will.  Truth alone changes lives, when we live it.  God reveals truth to us through His Word and Himself through Jesus Christ, who came not only to give us life eternal but also abundant life, even as we live in this temporal world.

And this truth is what makes Ann’s book all the more touching … she is just like me and you.  As a mother of 6 who homeschools, Ann’s word had such power to touch me because I know she knows.  She lives the life of a mother and wife on a pig farm…with dishes, laundry, bills, bad attitudes and just plain old bad days.  She is not merely speaking truth …she shares her story of living the truth.  Thus, the many women being touched.  Thus, the raving reviews.

Thus, the miracle.

As God was working in Ann’s heart thousands of miles away,  He worked even in mine.

I remember so vividly seeing the words in my Bible:  I am come that they might have life, and that they might have [it] more abundantly. (John 10:10b)

The words stuck out to me like they never had before.  I was a mother of, then, 5 children.  The duties of my mundane and tidious life overwhelmed me.  I certainly didn’t feel like I was living an abundant life.  Yet, God says I could.  I asked over and over … “how?”

I’ve continued to ask the same questions that we all ask, everyday.  “Why?”  Why so much suffering in this world?  Why all the things that do not make sense?  Why do I read the words “abundant” and yet live what seems to be the opposite?  Why can’t I find that power that I am supposed to have?

Why is it so hard?


I looked at the mysteries in my life and the world around me and questioned them deep for answers.  There must be answers!

I circled around the mysteries in life, asking, wondering, digging … even begging, crying out to God … for answers … there must be reasons!

I’ve been a fair weather friend to these mysteries … sometimes embracing them and later throwing them out with the garbage.  They don’t make sense … these hurting things, these strange things, these trials, these seemingly senseless circumstances … I can’t dwell with them.  I am meant to live with peace and all the good things that God gives.  I can’t open my hands to mysteries that don’t make sense.

I eye them up, try to make sense of them… and then, I walk away.

I don’t see the abundant life there, with these mysteries.  So, I walk away to look for that abundant life somewhere else … I must be looking in the wrong places.

All the while, my own heart blinds me from ever seeing: complaining, entitlement, criticism, begrudging, bitterness, anger, fear …

I am looking and yet I am blind.  I am looking and yet I am not seeing.

Half through Ann’s book … her beautiful words revealing His truth, it hits me.  For the first time ever.

Grief and joy at the same time … I am 35 years old … and can it be that I am just waking up … to truth?

Yes, I’ve been saved for more than half of my life … but the abundant life I have not lived.

I think of my children closing their hands to my gifts … to the hard work and love that I give them.  The sacrifices of my love rejected. I know they don’t understand … they can’t see always why something is best for them … and yet, I continue to work, sacrifice and give of myself to them … gifts.  Sometimes they take, but often they complain and ask for something else. They close their hands and they say “no.”  “These are not the things I wanted from you … I wanted something else…something better.”

God says children are gifts …and they are.  They help me to see.

To see…Him. His Truth.

My vision is clear.  I look and I see.


I can’t see the abundant life … the joy … because I keep saying “no!”  I want something else.  Something other than bills, laundry, dishes, messy floors, long days, contentious children, misunderstanding …

“No, not this, Lord … the abundant life, please?”  “See, you’ve misunderstood my request, Lord.  I was looking for something else, something better…”

And so, I’ve been walking away.  Empty-handed.

The gifts, His gifts,  just sitting, unwrapped, unopened.  Unaccepted.

And so now, 35 years old, waking to truth, and I see.  The way to unwrap the mysteries of life, the things that don’t make sense … the way to  make sense … the way to find abundant life and not… just life …

It is to GIVE THANKS…to accept His gifts, those things He has already given, EVEN the mysteries, to open my hands … behold them, embrace them.  Say “Thank you, Lord.  These are from You, my loving Father, and for me, Your child.  Thank you.”

The mysteries are unwrapped into joy…into abundant life…and the questions no longer seem important.  It is no longer important to know why when I’ve learned to see Who.

And, the “thank-you” – it is not just a list of things or a muttering of words is a way to live.

Living with hands open to His gifts … finding abundant life in what He provides…and even, especially, the mysteries that He allows.

And so, for the first time in my life, I find that abundant life.  I realize the gifts have been there all along; I’ve just been overlooking them.

I can finally unwrap these mysteries, these gifts, and find  joy.

His joy.

My hands wide open.  My eyes seeing.  I give thanks.


The Bottom Line

As last year came to an end, I found myself often considering the differences between writing, talking, reading, and living.  I find that I do a lot of the former three and sadly, I lack the actual living part.

It is so easy to write and talk and then deceive oneself into thinking she is on the right path.  And that is exactly what it is: deceit.  Something like lying to yourself.  Lies create a fantasy world, a world of bondage.  I’ve been living in a fantasy world.

Truth sets us free.  But not truth that stops in our heads and hearts.

Truth must be in our lives, in our actions, to liberate us from the bondage created by lies.

I go into this New Year with a blog full of words, a head full of knowledge and  a heart full of burdens.  My goal this year: to fill my life with living; to become more than just words.  This year, I pray to become who God is calling me to be.  Ann Voskamp at A Holy Experience chooses themes for each year.  My theme for this year is to become more than words.

That is why I am joining the challenge to read the Bible in 90 days.  The Bible is THE SOURCE of truth.  In the past I easily spent an hour, or more, a day connecting with the world through Facebook, email, and blogging.  I can’t deny I received much encouragement from the beautiful Godly people that God has placed in my life. It has always been my heart’s prayer that I also was able to share that same encouragement with others.

But, I’ve always been taught that even good things become bad things when they take you away from the best things.  It should be a breeze to get through the Bible in 90 days if I am willing to be “disconnected.”  My world will become so much smaller, easier to manage, simpler … if I run from this connected world and to my Father through His Word.  His Truth.


The bottom line for me is this: I need that freedom.  I need to escape this fantasy world and move forward to a life that is genuine, sincere and rooted in His Word.  It is going to mean some sacrifices that will be hard for me at first.  It will mean leaving things, people, and hobbies I have come to enjoy, even love.  But I know I will never regret it. I have but one life and I see it so quickly, as a vapor, vanishing before my eyes. I need to live the life God has graciously gifted to me.

Ann Voskamp at A Holy Experience has been an unspeakable inspiration to me. She talks much about words on her blog … saying herself that “the only words that matter are the ones I live.”

Oh how true. Beautiful truth.

I will be using Ann’s tool: 100 Days Calendar, which you can download at her site, to help me develop new habits in my life. And while I will be here less to share my heart and visit with my friends, I will be here sometimes and I would only be honored if others would join me in this venture. Please visit Ann’s site to find her 100 Days Calendar and may God bless you as you seek to build new habits that glorify him!

90 Days? Really?

Happy New Year everyone!  I hope you all had a beautiful Christmas celebrating Christ with your family and a beautiful New Year looking ahead to God’s blessings.

Thank you all for your patience as I continue to transition my blog.  It seems to be an ever-changing hobby for me and I appreciate those of you who don’t mind my ambivalence around here!  I promise things will come together soon!

Anyway, today is an exciting day!  I have joined along with many others at MomsToolBox to read through the entire Bible in 90 days!!  Seriously.  90 days!

Definitely an ambitious endeavor for me but I am excited and fully committed to get this done!  It is 90 days of intense reading but I know I will not regret it.  Well, maybe when I am trying to read through Leviticus ~ I’ll just have to keep my eyes on the goal as I read through those grueling genealogies and such.

All that said, such a goal requires sacrifice in other areas.  As the reading takes about an hour or more each day, I will have less time for others things, namely blogging.

I am going to try to update once a week about my progress and how God is using the reading in my life and I encourage you to join me!  I understand that the actual registration is closed due to an overwhelming response, but who says you need to register to read God’s Word?

If you follow any of the links or buttons in this blog,  you can find all the information you need at MomsToolBox, including a daily schedule.

So, I apologize if things are quiet around here but I am hoping that God uses this Bible-reading time in a great way in my life.  He knows what I need and I pray that He is gracious and merciful enough to me that He should reveal to me how I can become more like Christ.  I pray that this proves to be a life-transforming start to 2011 and as I finish up in April, I will be walking closer to my Savior as a more use-able vessel for His glory, alone.


Please pass on the word …

Please pass on the word for this sweet young man still in need of his forever family … he is running out of time and must be adopted before February.  You can read more about him over at NO GREATER JOY MOM.

In the very least, please posting about him wherever you can … blogger, facebook, etc.  Let’s help get the word out for this young man who needs his family and then let’s wait to see God perform a miracle!!