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A Prayer for The Grieving

Father God, thank You for the gift of being able to pray to You, for others. I find comfort in knowing I can come to You and You hear and answer.

Lord, so many people are grieving right now. I know of some personally and my heart aches with them. This life is hard and sometimes even cruel. We don’t understand. We get mad. We feel abandoned, forgotten, and alone. Sometimes You allow sorrow and loss to break our hearts and we want to know why. We need reasons. We need hope. But I believe we can trust You when our “why” goes unanswered. Often this life makes no sense. But I totally trust You are always, always good in spite of our suffering.

You are good.

You are God, sovereign over all.

You know what we don’t know.

Your ways are not our ways.

Your thoughts and plans are higher.

We see dimly through eyes of pain. We hurt because we once loved. And now we’ve lost that love.

God, please comfort and peace to those who are dealing with deep grief, loss, or tragedy. You know their names. You know their stories. You know where they live and the number of their days. You know the reasons they weep today. Your Word says You are our comforter, the God of all comfort. Jesus, You are the prince of peace. Your peace passes all understanding.I cling to hope that You can change our sorrows into songs of joy. I’ve seen that happen personally.

Almighty, all powerful God. I am asking for You to Hold those who are grieving close to Your heart today. Love them in a way they have never known. Let them feel Your amazing love. May Your love be more than enough during this time. Wipe their tears. Cuddle them. Rock them to sleep. Let them know they are never truly alone. Let them know You are always there. You are Emmanuel, God with us.

And when everything in this world is lost, Your love remains. Today, forever, always.

Thank You, Lord.

In Jesus’ powerful and healing name I pray, Amen.

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I’m Not a Good Friend, But I Know One

I Call You Friend Jesus

So many people struggle with loneliness these days.

Do you?

Even with Facebook and Twitter and Pinerest(new there), I often feel alone. Alone in my struggles. Alone in my joys. Alone in my laughter. Alone as a wife and mom. Alone as a writer. Alone as a speaker. Alone in my passion for all things God.

Does anyone really know me? Do they know my fears? My dreams? My favorite things? What breaks my heart? Why I pray?

Online connections are great but they aren’t the same as face to face friendships.

I need friends.

But I am NOT good at being a friend. I recently acknowledged this in myself. Humbling because I feel deep love for people. I am responsible for my lack of deep friendships. I show up in crisis. (Thanks, gift of mercy) But beyond that I am a free bird. I fly around and meet all kinds of friends, but I don’t know how to invest in long term friendships. I struggle with commitment. Plus I’m not the type to initiate, so I often wait to be invited. Well, these days, that rarely happens. Over the years I have become comfortable alone, at home. Actually I like being alone.

Introvert, anyone?

Yet deep down, I dream of adventures with friends. Going out and helping others. Speaking as a team. Belly laughing. Praying as one. Crying. Exploring God’s country. Taking fun pics. Or experiencing the gift of seeing Jesus in faces all around the world. Not alone but with a friend.

Today I find comfort in knowing that even though I am not the best of friends, I have the greatest friend. I have Jesus. I am never alone. He is the one I share my days with. He is the one who knows my depths of heart. He is faithful and forgiving. He is full of love and mercy. He prays for me. His love covers me.

And best of all, He calls me friend. (Read John 15)

Jesus, thank You for being my best friend. I find such joy in our friendship. You satisfy me when I feel lonely. Today, I’m ready to pray a new prayer. Teach me how to be a good friend, a committed friend. Help me see when I am hiding. Help me step out when someone needs a friend. Help me know who to trust. Lord, You laid down your life for a friend. I want to do the same. Not with a bitter heart, but with gladness and in Your love. Amen.

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For fun and in honor of friendship with God and others  - Toy Story – You’ve Got a Friend in Me – YouTube video

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A Love Letter from Mom to Baby (After Abortion)

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(I have permission to share this love letter from a mom to her baby after her abortion. This letter was read by the mom during our memorial service last Monday. We all cried. As part of the healing process we acknowledge the lives lost through abortion. We also acknowledge our grief, our love for our babies, God’s love, mercy and forgiveness, the hope of heaven, and then we let go.

May you be as touched as I was as you read the broken heart and the deep love of a post-abortive mother.)

 

Dear Isabella,

To start off, I love you more than anyone could possibly conceive. You are the most wonderful and undeserved gift I have ever been blessed with and I never took that for granted. I fell deeply in love with you years before I knew I was going to have you.

Your dad and I picked out your name long, long ago and we dreamt of you often. About three years ago, we began to share these visions of you and all of your beauty. You have silky brown hair; big blue eyes and you like to wear rain boots.

When I found out that I was having you, I was all alone. It was two days before Father’s Day and the timing couldn’t have been more terrifying. Your dad called me that day and I could hear him choking up as he said, “This is my first father’s day. I can’t believe it. I’m so proud.” That was a good day, one that I will always carry with me.

We were a family.

From that moment on, we decided to make the best of our situation and we discussed all of our options, but one thing led to another and we were so horrified at what could happen to you. We couldn’t imagine watching someone else be your mother or father, but we knew we couldn’t protect you from the horrors and reality of what we had to offer, which wasn’t much.

We did the only thing we thought we could, to protect you. I would take it back in a heartbeat to be able to see you smile, hear you laugh, hear you cry, and hold you. I have already missed so much. I am so heartbroken that we thought our love for you wouldn’t be enough to satisfy you. I am so sad that we haven’t met yet, but I know you are in a much better place now.

I didn’t want you to experience all of the pain of my world for one second. I couldn’t face bringing you up in an environment where you would not have every opportunity open to you. It was shattering my soul, but I am so sorry I didn’t give you the chance to share your love with the world. I was wrong. I know that now.

Please forgive me.

You’re my baby girl and I will never forget you and the time we had together. I was so blessed to know you even for 40 days. You inspire me to persevere, love, and hope. In your memory, I hope to pass that onto others. It is killing me to give you up, but I know that God can provide for you much better than we ever could.

I still remember the day that we lost you. Your dad held me for hours and kept repeating that we would see you again one day, and that is why I hold on. It was the hardest I have ever cried in my life, the day I had to say goodbye to you.

You are so special and beautiful and I can’t wait to see you again, where there will finally be no pain or tears.

I love you, Bella.

-Mom

 

(If you or someone you know has had an abortion, please see the resource tab HERE for more information on getting help. There is healing available. I’ve seen God restore hearts time and time again. He is our healer. PS Please pray for this sweet mom.)

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One Thousand Gifts – 401-425

 


Counting my gifts still:

401. seeing my son and his girlfriend all dressed up Saturday night for their last prom. Brittany is a senior. Justin already graduated last year. (still have to edit pics – sorry no pic yet)

402. discovering a new Mexican restaurant nearby – yum

403. joy from speaking on Saturday to a group of precious women – my testimony with a focus on God’s love

404. email saying I made it into a writer’s clinic I applied for -yahoo!

405. selling some of my photography after I spoke on Saturday – an extra blessing

406. a warm 80 degree day today

407. the joy of dreaming – both day and night

408. an amazing message at church on Sunday – guest speaker Jim Cymbala

409. my health

410. reading the Bible in different versions – fresh perspective

411. mocha almond fudge ice cream

412. time with younger friends – love them

413. watching my puppy chase moths

414. praying with 3 friends on the phone on Monday nights

415. the ability to read and write

416. green grass

417. watching robins take a bath in my bird bath

418. listening to my daughter sing

419. my flexible schedule

420. strength to start my Couch to 5K running routine – week 3 starts tomorrow

421. the smell of clean laundry

422. the feeling of clean teeth after brushing them

423. my book light for bedtime reading

424. Derek’s sense of humor

425. sleep

 

To start counting your gifts, please join Ann and friends at A Holy Experience


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Live in the Moment

Live in the Now

(taken in Grapevine, Texas, Nov. 2011 -window of a gift shop)

Please don’t miss out on life. Today is all we have. Today is a gift from God. The moments of today are a gift too.

Stop. Look. Listen.

Be all there.

Be thankful.

Live in the moment.

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One Thousand Gifts – 376 – 400

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Counting my daily gifts from God continues:

376. the sweet memorial service today in honor of babies lost through abortion – (I co-lead a post-abortive Bible study right now)

377. a heartbreaking love letter read from a mother to her daughter

378. healing tears

379. women who are brave enough to face their ugly, painful past to see God’s redemptive love

380. the strength to start a running program, couch to 5K… slow and steady

381. a surprising scholarship to an upcoming Colorado writer’s conference – I entered but didn’t expect to get picked. I cried when I received the good news – grace..

382. the ability to pray for a precious friend who suddenly lost her husband this weekend :(

383. my puppy making it through his recent neuter surgery – Teddy’s cone of shame

384. my daughter’s love of quotes and words. Like mother, like daughter, maybe?

385. taxes done – repeat after me, “it is finished”

386. my morning view -driving home from dropping Hannah off- (Pikes Peak) Love carrying my point and shoot camera for moments like this.

387. a beautiful wet snow

388. fresh strawberries

389. the depth of God’s love that covers me each day

390. powerful worship at church

391. piano music

392. new contacts – everything I see is clearer

393. iced green tea

394. hugs

395. strangers who smile

396. our recent spring break trip to Estes Park, Colorado

397. horseback riding with my family

398. laughter at dinner last night – just when I needed it most

399. hope for today

400. and hope for tomorrow

To start counting your gifts, please join Ann and friends at A Holy Experience


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Let God’s Love Bloom

Love Bloom in Heart

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Teach Us to Pray

Teach Us to Pray, Lord

Father God, teach us to pray. We’ve grown weary and lost our wonder. We’ve become busy, distracted and discouraged. We’ve created formulas out of prayer, do A,B, C, D, and if we don’t pray just right, we often feel guilty and stop praying.

God, please come and encourage our hearts today. Teach us to pray. Remind us that prayer is a precious, sacred place where we can meet with You. No one or nothing can stop us from praying. We can pray anytime, anywhere. Prayer is one way to develop our personal relationship with You. Talking and listening. A beautiful thing.

Lord, teach us to pray all kinds of prayers once again. Prayers of praise. Contemplative prayers. Prayers of thanks. Prayers of confession. Prayers for others. Prayers for our city, state, nation, and the world. Prayers for our family and friends. Prayers for the sick, the lonely, the hungry and thirsty, and the poor. Creative prayers. Journaled prayers. Spoken prayers. Songs of prayer. Scripture prayers. Personal faith-filled prayers.

What a privilege it is to know we can talk with You and that You listen and answer us. You see us right where we are. You see our joy, our laughter and our tears. You know our deepest need.

Father, we need Your heart in order to pray effectively. Holy Spirit, lead us to pray with wisdom and with truth. Jesus, we need to get out of our comfort zone and remember where You are: Interceding at the right hand of the Father as we speak.

Jesus, thank You for praying for us when we are prayer-less.

Lord God, I need prayer and I need You. I love prayer and most of all, I love You.

Please, God, let prayer move us once again.

Amen.

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What Are You Waiting For?

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It’s easy for me to sit on the sidelines and watch others race by. I’m not competitive, so I can easily let you go ahead of me. I don’t jump the gun like some personalities. Instead I stay back and I wait and wait. And yet sometimes I wonder what on earth am I waiting for.

* Am I waiting for the stars to line up just right?

* Am I waiting until I have enough resources, time, talent, or money?

* Am I waiting for more energy?

* What am I really waiting for?

(To finish reading, please find me at Laced for Grace HERE)

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Pride and Prejudice

Rock Heart

No, I am not writing a post about the novel by Jane Austin, Pride or Prejudice. Actually I’ve never read the book. I’m writing to confess my pride and prejudice. What I thought was humility is actually just pride, pure and simple. Who knew I had prejudice in heart? The dictionary describes prejudice as “an opinion formed beforehand, esp an unfavorable one based on inadequate facts.”

I have such pride and prejudice about not being seen as a ‘buy-my-book-schedule-me-to-speak-at-your-next-event-pushy-sales-and-marketing-person” that I avoid doing the hard work of sharing what I love to do. I even avoid writing because if I finished my book then I would have to try to sell it.

Sounds like a brilliant strategy for success, right?

Sounds more like a hamster wheel to me.

Today I saw my heart in a new light after reading Donald Miller’s bold post about self promotion and arrogance. Here’s the portion I relate to. Donald says,

“People who don’t promote their work may not be humble at all, in fact, they may be too proud to be seen as a salesman. I used to think I was humble, but then I realized I didn’t want to be one of those info-mercial guys and so my motivation was anything but humility. I was the opposite, I was proud. Too proud and too cool to sell anything.”

 

I also love how he explains that he can’t help others if he doesn’t share his work. I get that. As much as I long to see people living free from shame, I can’t be of any help if I hide my story. If I choose to not market. Or if I choose not write. Or speak out.

How can I ever help others discover the love of God if I sit in my house and procrastinate? How can I make a difference if I don’t write? How can I show the beauty of creation and our Creator if I hoard my favorite scenic photos?

Why is all of this false humility doing lurking around in my heart?

I’m nothing more than a pride-filled woman. I needed a good virtual spankin’. Thanks, Donald.

What happened to my love and devotion for God? My obedience? My sacrifice?  Where did my all my compassion go? Where is my work ethic or my servant’s heart?

It’s often eaten alive by my pride.

So again today, I bow and make myself small in the face of a mighty big God.

Father God, thank You for showing me I have a big head.  Still. I have pride. I have prejudice about seen as pushy sales person. I don’t want to be one of them. And yet I can only imagine the opportunities I have missed by trying to seem humble. Forgive me, Lord. I want to be a servant of love and a help. I want to be willing to share what You give me. Freely, without reserve. I want to use my gifts to help others see You more. Make me humble and pure at heart.I don’t want to get hung up on what others might think of me. I want to remember what YOU think of me as I step out and share my work. Help me showcase You more so that people that are still down can look up and find hope. I deny myself and look to You. Thank You for Your mercy and grace. Goodness, I’m a mess. In Jesus name, Amen.

God created the world out of nothing; so as long as we are nothing, he can make something out of us.

~ Martin Luther

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