Thursday, September 29, 2011

Changes

Change is a part of life.  Some changes are in our control and some are not.  We can all think of changes that have happened in our lives.  A new job, a new baby, a new home.  Some changes bring joy but some bring much sadness.  Early in my marriage we moved several times.  My husband transferred with his job so we started over many times.  Moving became such a habit that I would start getting ready for the next move even before we learned of a transfer.  My inner clock was ready to see something new.  When we moved to our current location I went through many periods of thinking it was time to move on until finally I realized that this is home.  We have now lived in our house for over thirteen years. The longest I have lived any where in my life. I'm finally settled and waiting patiently for whatever God has next for us.  I mentioned earlier that changes can sometimes bring much sadness.  I will cover that another day.

One thing I've learned over the years is when things change around me, God does not.  He is always the same as His word says... yesterday, today and forever.  I can trust Him to always be with me, to be ever present in my life.  As I ponder that last sentence, I have much peace in my heart.  I can rest knowing that God is in control even when I'm not.

"Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows." James 1:17

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Another Chance

Last Thursday, Friday and Saturday, I went with a group of ladies from my church to a Ladies Retreat in North Alabama.  It was a great time of refreshing and recharging.  The praise and worship was uplifting and the speakers inspired us.  This morning the chorus from one of the songs from retreat kept running through my head.  "I am forgiven...  I've been given another chance."  Just think.  We are forgiven.  Jesus made a way on the cross for us to be forgiven and to have another chance and another chance and another chance.  In Matthew 18: 21, Peter asked Jesus, "Lord, how many times shall I forgive my brother when he sins against me?  Up to seven times?"  Jesus told him in the next verse "not seven times but seventy-seven times."  In the past when I've read this scripture, I've always thought of me forgiving others. Today this scripture came to mind as I considered how many times we sin, repent and God forgives us. Our God is loving and merciful. Let us never forget the price He paid so we can be forgiven.

"Because of the LORD's great love we are  not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness." Lamentations 3:22-23

Monday, September 26, 2011

The Pony Tail Holder

I'm starting a new blog... Words to Encourage...  I was talking with someone a few weeks ago and they shared with me how God had moved in their life in the past. As I listened to them talk, I thought of how encouraging it would be to hear or read testimonies of how God is working all around us each and every day.  I at first thought of writing a book of testimonies but later thought about starting this blog.  I'm starting with an experience I had many years ago but still encourages me today.  So here goes... 

The Pony Tail Holder

As a young stay at home mom, life was very busy.  My sons, A and J, were three and one years of age and kept me hopping. We were just starting the day and I was already getting a little stressed.  Before starting to take care of the daily chores, I decided to put my hair up in a pony tail.  I pulled my hair back using my hand to hold in place.  I then looked on the bathroom counter for my holder but could not find it.  I looked through all the drawers, on the floor, everywhere I could think but still could not find it.  As I mentioned earlier, I was already a little stressed so this was adding fuel to the flame.  I started walking around the house, looking everywhere with my hand still holding my hair back in a pony tail.  Tears were starting to fall.  I finally gave up and sat on the couch.  The tears started to fall even more.  Then I looked up and saw J, my youngest, toddling down the hall toward me.  He had something in his hand. As he came closer, I saw what he was holding ... a pony tail holder. 

God cares about the little things too.

"The wolf will live with the lamb, the leopard will lie down with the goat, the calf and the lion and the yearling together; and a little child will lead them."  Isaiah 11:6