Fearless

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FEARLESS

This picture of our granddaughter

Hannah and her daddy

Says more than my words can convey

FEARLESS TRUST

Trust that her daddy will hold her

Trust that her daddy will NEVER hurt her

Trust that her daddy will keep her safe

She has Learned this trust and

Her daddy has Earned this trust

How much more ought we to trust

Our Heavenly Father

We can trust Him to hold us

We can trust Him to NEVER hurt us

We can trust Him to keep us safe

We can Learn this trust

HE has Earned this trust

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Hannah & her Daddy

Change Me? I’m Okay

I’m okay

That’s what all the books tell me

Jesus loves me just the way I am

Right?

I want to be all that I can be…

Seriously?

Do I really want to CHANGE?

No

Not really

I’m pretty comfortable

Feeling mighty righteous and holy

Looking pretty good to all those looking AT me

But the One who looks INTO me

Knows

He knows the peel looks good on the outside

But the fruit inside is, well,

DRY

Tasteless

Lifeless

Matthew 5:6 NLT

God blesses those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be satisfied.

Yes!

I want to be hungry!

Not for physical food

But righteousness!

No more dry fruit

No more looking good on the outside but shriveled on the inside

Fill me up, Lord

Let the Spirit renew my thoughts and attitudes

I will put on my new nature

Created to be like God–

Truly righteous and holy

Bucket List (Just the Beginning)

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I may be a day late and a dollar short

But I’m jumping on the band wagon

Bucket List

Maybe it’s because we are empty nesters

Or I don’t have a full time job

Or I realize I have less of life in front than in behind

(in more ways than one)

But I have decided there are things I want to do before Jesus calls me home

Some are frivolous

Some are serious

Some may spark something in you, dear reader

Something besides laughter or fear!

I want to record a CD

I want to travel around ministering to women

I want to run a 5K

I want to open a coffee and cookie shop

I want a sunroom or screened in porch

I’d like to take a train trip

I want to go to Hawaii

I want to go to the Grand Canyon

I want to have beautiful teeth

I want all my grandchildren to think I am awesome

I want to be known as a prayer warrior

I want to have the type of body that could pull off wearing a bikini
(I wouldn’t wear one, I just want the body)

I want to paint a beautiful watercolor

I want to learn to love to cook

I want to take a conceal/carry class

 I want to own a red pickup truck

I want to be generous with my love, time, money and resources

I want everyone to see Jesus in me

His Name Is Pastor

Never

Not once in 25 years

Did I ever entertain the idea

That one day

I would have to say

Good bye, Pastor

We were all gonna go together

Hand in hand

To meet Jesus in the air

That was the deal

His name is Bill Lay

Given by his mother, Miss Georgia

But we called him

Pastor

Given by his church family, Cornerstone

We have many pastors

But only one Pastor

The word pastor means

to shepherd or literally

to feed

The name Pastor means

One who worships God

And loves people!

And LOVE he did!

Each of us have stories we could tell

Of words fitly spoken in our time of need

Of wisdom given freely

Of hugs so heartfelt

Of a servant’s heart so big

Who taught us to hold on

And encouraged us to let go

Who dreamed dreams bigger than any of us could fathom

And worked right along side of us to make them come true

How he never expected more out of us than he expected out of himself

He beamed with pride when we caught the vision too

He fathered us all

And was Pastor Papa to our children

His door was always open

A listening ear always available

A true giver of grace and mercy

True leadership

True friendship

Pastor loved pasta

And soup

And peanuts

And peanut butter and crackers

And Excel spreadsheets

And reports

And order

And football

And us

And we love him!

He retired once

But said he flunked it and came back

I shared this poem with him at the retirement party

I have never called you Dad
And likely never will
But every time I say your name
The meaning is the same
It means I love you very much
And how proud I am to be
The daughter of the man
Who means so much to me

Pastor

We will continue on with the work of the ministry

For you have taught us well

There is work to be done

And people to love

And we too

Will spend our lives

Mending broken people

His hat says it all

HERE TO SERVE

I Think I’m Your Sister’s Child

A scared young girl finds herself “in the family way”

A family coping with the shame the only way they knew

A baby boy and a few years later, another

Given a chance by their loving Mother

Making the hardest decision of her life

Not once, but twice

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A young man longing to know about the blood that ran through his veins

A young man who was chosen by the heart of his mama but not birthed from her womb

A young man who was loved before he was born by a woman who wanted more for him than she felt she could give

A young man with the wings to fly from his heart mama and only the name of his birth mama

Searching for years with no success

Trying one more time

And finding his birth mama had passed away

But he saw another name

Mine

Taking a leap of faith and searching Facebook

He saw my name once again

He sent a  message and received no reply

One week

Two weeks

His hope waning

Maybe he had the wrong person or maybe no one wanted this connection he so desperately desired

Pain and fear starting to settle in

But then…

Divine Connections

The prompting of the Holy Spirit that had me look in the “other” folder

And a message that hit me like a ton of bricks!

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All these years I’ve believed there was never going to be a reunion

I had nothing to go on to begin a search of my own

Only a hope that one day I would be found

By someone whose name I didn’t know

With a face I had never seen

And a laugh I had never heard

A nephew I had never hugged

But have always held in my heart

I finally was found and so was he!

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A reunion of brothers

Can it be called that when neither knew of the other?

They are both very intelligent and have so many of the same mannerisms

A crazy sense of humor

Sarcasm and wit

I sat and watched this connection take place

And cried

Tears of joy

But a few tears of sadness

Sad for lost years

Sad because my sister and brother, mother and daddy weren’t here to witness this day

A day when differences and distance were set aside

And the only thing that mattered was the sameness

From ordinary to extraordinary

Our lives entwined

Never to be the same again

One day soon

Younger sister will join the mix

Oh what a day that will be!:)

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Life Is A Flash Mob!

I’m not sure why it is

But every time I watch a video of a flash mob

I cry!

They can be dancing to Do Re Mi

or

Our God Is An Awesome God

or

Hallelujah Chorus

or

 Christmas carols even

Makes no difference

The waterworks will soon begin

Could it be I cry because I see

Seemingly unrelated, unconnected people

Working together for a common goal?

Or because I see the potential for an unconnected, unrelated person to

Jump right in?

I think it’s because it reminds me of this life we are living right now

Seemingly unrelated, unconnected followers of Jesus

Working together

Expanding the Kingdom

Sharing the Good News

Helping one another to walk

Another day

Sometimes side by side

 Other times from a distance

A constant ebb and flow

Encouragement and accountability

Laughter and tears

Hope and Friendship

Love

I’ve always wanted to be part of a flash mob

I guess I am!

Jealousy? Among Believers?

Nah!

Surely not!

I find it interesting when believers from different churches get together

Seems to be an awful lot of

One-upping going on

I had a conversation that went something like this:

Got a new neighbor. Invited them to church. They came.

Now I hear they are going to your church.

Said with a sad look on the face.

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Why would this make you sad?

Why wouldn’t you be happy that the neighbor found a church body they could join with and serve?

When did this become a competition?

Well, it looks like it became a competition back in John 3:25

John’s disciples were sounding a bit upset that Jesus was baptizing new converts and they weren’t the only tank in town!

“Rabbi, the man you met on the other side of the Jordan River, the one you identified as the Messiah, is also baptizing people. And everybody is going to him instead of coming to us.” NLT

I can just hear their whiny voices….

“Not fair! Here we are busting our rears trying to have the cleanest and warmest baptizing tank, and we have the fluffiest towels and we promise to have you in and out in under 30 seconds and we serve coffee and donuts; and not just ANY coffee, we serve only the best and we have real cream and not that chemical junk and our donuts were handmade just this morning by the kitchen staff and along comes someone else, horning in on our business!”

John answered his men with this:

“No one can receive anything unless God gives it from heaven. You yourselves know how plainly I told, ‘I am not the Messiah. I am only here to prepare the way for Him.’ It is the bridegroom who marries the bride, and the best man is simply glad to stand with him and hear his vows. Therefore, I am filled with joy at His success. He must become greater and greater, and I must become less and less.”

So, if our local churches are preparing the way, does it really matter who gets the next convert? Or the next neighbor?

We ALL should be about the Father’s business and we should ALL be working together to expand HIS KINGDOM; not ours.