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Celebrating a Great American Town – Mine!
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Celebrating Florence, Alabama, being name as one of the best small towns in America. I love living here, and it’s a great place to visit. Check out the following links:
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2010/09/13/best-small-towns-america_n_712613.html#s136378
http://www.visitflorenceal.com/
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The Kind of Daddy Every Little Girl Needs
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When things are as they should be in a family, there is something magical between little girls and their daddies. The relational dynamic is loaded with purpose and power. From the moment that a father holds his little girl in his arms for the first time, until the day he walks her down the aisle and releases her to “the man of her dreams”, father-daughter relationships have the potential to express the best of life and God’s heart.
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The Big Picture
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We often talk about “the big picture”, the sum total of all the pieces of the puzzle. We talk about whether or not we can understanding our role in the big scheme of things.
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I Have Something to Say
Posted by: | CommentsThis morning I had a somewhat humorous conversation with God. It went something like this:
Me: God, tell Eddie (my husband) that he hurt my feelings last night.
God: No, you tell him. You’ve got a voice. Use it.
At which point, I pretty much burst into laughter. You see, I’ve been working quite hard for the last few years at learning to use my voice. Oh, not just for day to day chit-chat. I’ve been pretty good at that for some time now but for many years I had struggled with really sharing my most intimate thoughts with others, my husband included.
One of the things I have learned is that our life stories tend to have a theme. They have a theme in at least a couple of ways. Our lives tell the story of God’s purposes for us and they tell the story of the enemy’s assault against us.
Let me illustrate.
In the last few years, I have discovered more and more that one of God’s purposes for me is to communicate His truths to people. I’ve done that primarily through teaching and speaking and more recently, through writing.
I have had to fight my fears in order to feel confident in my ability to do this. Why would I have such a difficult time doing something that God has destined me to do?
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The Fight for Quiet, pt. 3
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I closed my eyes (yet just so you know, often they are open). I sought to take every thought captive. I resisted every wandering thought that popped into my mind. I focused all my energy on being quiet.
Thoughts of what needed to be bought at the grocery flooded in. Guilty feelings tugged at me as I looked at wilting plants I had neglected in the hot, humid days of Alabama summer.
Ah, the typical beginning of my quiet time.
Renegade thoughts insisting on my attendance. Emotional impulses dancing around my head. The battle to “be” with God.
I push on. My mind quietens. My emotions calm. I open my heart to the presence of God.
Pulling the breakers on all input but God’s requires my diligence.
And then…
I am aware of my sin. Thoughts. Deeds. Words. The enemy is quite crafty in his ability to tempt us and then condemn us for taking his bait. I quickly put it all under the blood of Christ for although nothing can sever my relationship with God, sin does hinder my fellowship with Him.
Getting to “quiet”, I open my senses, my spirit, my heart, my emotions, my mind, to what He will say, where He will lead.
This is the place where I seek to be completely “me” before God. No pretenses. No disguises. No excuses. No shame. At rest with myself and with my God.
I pray for a hurting friend.
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