Take a breath. Pray. Be a peacemaker.

Instead of yelling, I have prayed. Instead of letting my kids fight, we have prayed. Instead of letting frustrations get the best of us, we have prayed. Amazing what prayer can do! Amazing how many times we are praying instead of reacting too! “A gentle answer deflects anger, but harsh words make tempers flare.” Proverbs 15:1 NLT
“A prayer of one overwhelmed with trouble, pouring out problems before the L LORD, hear my prayer! Listen to my plea!”  Psalm 102:1 NLT
“He will listen to the prayers of the destitute. He will not reject their pleas.”  Psalm 102:17 nlt

In this tumultuous time of change, my temper has flared quite a lot.  My husband is so wise. He said, “Stop and pray before you react.”  I know this fact. I believe that the Lord answers prayer. Yet my sinful life overwhelms the truth.

I have to stop and pray so that I teach my children to do what is right instead of overreacting because of my circumstances.

Take a breath.  Pray.  Be a peacemaker.

“Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called sons of God.”  Matthew 5:9


Something unexpected to hear…

I was snoozing this morning so peacefully with the dog snoring near my legs. My ears hear something completely unexpected as our three-year old yells out, “CHOOSE YOUR WEAPON!”  Eyes are open ears are alert and of course I am wondering what brought that on? I still don’t know but it brought me to my next thought… 🙂

Well of course I can use this for a blog post! 🙂

What are you allowing into your life? What am I allowing into my heart through the above choices that do nothing to help me with  my walk with the Lord?

Hebrews 4:12 NLT “For the word of God is alive and powerful. It is sharper than the sharpest two-edged sword, cutting between soul and spirit, between joint and marrow. It exposes our innermost thoughts and desires.”

So friends, here is my charge for the day

CHOOSE YOUR WEAPON!  Do you choose weapons of the world? TV, media, or friends and families point of view? Or do you choose the Word of God which is sharper than any 2 edged sword to fight your spiritual battles?

Bless you today as you choose! Choose wisely! 🙂

If I were a super hero part 1

If I were a super hero, I would be a combination of Elastigirl from Disney and Pixar’s movie The Incredibles, and the Incredible Hulk.  When I get sooooo stretched out I turn into the Incredible Hulk. Not a proud moment for me I must say when I get so riled, but goodness me,  my kids know how to push my buttons!

I remember being angry as a child. I was teased by someone in our family and I would stand like the Incredible Hulk with my fists to my side, sucking air through my teeth saying, “DON’T MAKE ME MAD!” Of course, who could resist that invitation?!  Scuffles would ensue and “the referee” would break it up.  

As a mom, I feel more Elastigirl most days because there are sooo many things that pull and stretch me.  It is hard being a mom.  It is also wondeful being a mom.  I often forget that I am a mother because God chose me to be a mother. When I am like the Incredible Hulk I am not being godly. I am being a selfish person who doesn’t want to be pushed or bothered.  Elastigirl would probably make a good super hero, but the Incredible Hulk is more like.


 Easily pushed to a rage. NOT GOOD!

So. Now that I have written this, what shall I do about it? 

Everyone is…

Photo was taken in Amman, Jordan 1995.

Everyone is…

By Tara Young

Everyone is special we all have our own way. We are all made diverse like night and day.  Some are fluffy while others look as if a gust of wind could blow them far away.

Some are short and some are stout while others stretch to the sky. Some are a combination at each new time of their lives.

Some eyes are blinded by pain.  While others eyes bore into the souls of the grieving to relieve though too often in vain.

Some hearts are filled with nothing but hate and regret. While others are filled with love and purpose.

Some hands hurt those they love. While other hands repair the damage of the past.

 Some use their bodies to block out the ache that holds their hearts in a vice-like grip.

Some feet walk readily into sin while annihilating the innocent by their sin.

All the while, the abused suffers without hope.








In the darkness of that shame and anguish, a light shines. In the door of our lives He is standing, waiting with His loving arms extended. He is waiting to pull us out of the miry pit. Taking us from the filth of what was thrust upon us and what damage we have caused to ourselves.  Soothingly He bandages the years of wounds that we have permitted to fester. Washed clean and lovingly restored. Like a clay pot We were made for a purpose. We are created by Him. This is what gives hope to the abused, the broken and the wounded. This is what turns downcast eyes to the heavens. Searching for hope. Searching for reprieve. Searching for release. Searching for the One who makes all things beautiful in His time.  Searching for the Master who will make us whole again.

Jeremiah 31:3  NIV The LORD appeared to us in the past, saying: “I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with loving-kindness…”

I do realize this was written for the Israelites, but I know that He reaches to each of us and loves all of us. No matter what we have done. No matter how many times we have repeated the same act in sin. No matter if we were hurt. He loves us because He made us.

Psalm 139:14 “I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.”

This is my favorite verse and has been since I was a child. An abused and hurt child.  Someone hurt me and it never went away. It has lessened, but the scar is still there. This is the verse that my mother shared with me to help me get through (not over) the struggles that I faced as a girl and into womanhood.  This verse has carried me through the awkward stages. The too heavy stages, and even the too thin stage. (But that was only once!) It still it carries me. God’s Word is alive and active today. Let it heal you!

Father, each of us is so different on the inside and the outside. You know each of us Lord. Help us to search for You and find You when we seek You with all of our hearts. (Jeremiah 29:13-14). Help us to let go of the pain in our past to walk toward our future with hope. In the name of Jesus we pray. Amen.

The tower.

My 3-year-old was building with some little tykes blocks and was very frustrated because they would not stand up and stay put where she placed them.  Frustration turned to anger until finally she just gave a huge “ARRRG” and started throwing them back in the box muttering unintelligible 3-year-old ramblings.  I tried helping her strengthen the base so they wouldn’t fall so quickly. I showed her some different ways to make it work.  She tore down each attempt of mine to do her own and she forcefully told me “NO! I will do it myself!” I allowed her to do just that. There were many attempts and toppled towers but in the end, she had to make a choice based on my help or her own. She finally came to lay it down on the floor and attach them all instead of trying to make them all stand up.

Aren’t we that way with God?  We hear our friends sharing their life wisdom with us, but do we really listen?  Do we listen as they share about their past mistakes? Do we try to learn from their mistakes so we don’t have to suffer unnecessarily?  Do we grab our lives back and say we won’t listen to their advice.

  God sends godly people into our lives to help us. God also speaks to us through His word.  He is trying to help us!  We can choose to follow God and build the sort of “tower” He wants us to or we can try, and fail in our own strength to build a tower that won’t stand up under any pressure.  Are you letting God build your tower?  Am I?  Yield your life to Him and He will create something beautiful in you and through you. Let God show you His wisdom and give Him back the blue prints of your tower.

Proverbs 24:3-6 (MSG)

 3-4 It takes wisdom to build a house, and understanding to set it on a firm foundation;
It takes knowledge to furnish its rooms with fine furniture and beautiful draperies.

 5-6 It’s better to be wise than strong; intelligence outranks muscle any day.
Strategic planning is the key to warfare; to win, you need a lot of good counsel.

In Your way.

Friendship thought solid, masks pulled away, yet they apparently judged what they saw.

 Feelings are trampled, trust is broken, and how do we walk this jagged road?

 Not even goodbye not sure we were leaving, yet the emptiness still overwhelms my heart.

 Emotions billowing, sorrows they’re reeling. Why can’t I shake these feelings God?

 Anger, frustration tides rolling in what’s the source of my restlessness?

 Change has come Lord it’s hard to process. What is your plan for us now we ask?

 Knowing the answers will make it better right? Why did it happen this way dear God?

 Yes God we know it was not meant for us and all things work together for your good.

 Seeking, searching, following hard after you is what we are assiduously trying to do.

 Trying to be authentic trying to be strong, why does this feel so heartrending and wrong?

 Trying to rest in your promise Father. Your love over flows let me seize it today.

 My cup is before You, fill it dear Father. Help me to relax in Your will this day.

 My broken heart, I acquiesce to you now God, I’m your servant help me to march in Your way.

Ready for battle! Ready for war!

Good golly! Madness creeps in behind me. Telling me I’m not good enough.

 “You are not worthy you are a loser.” “Why in the world do you even try?”

 “People dislike the person before them, not good enough”, they chant and they lie.

 Precisely the word that describes each above thought. Not true! Not true! They are just evil lies.

 Why do I permit those lies to entrench here? Choosing to believe not truth but mendacities.

 Fearfully and wonderfully created now there’s a true statement. It says right there in Psalm 139.

 In Your image, a likeness of You Lord. I cast out those falsehoods and surrender them to You.

 Help me today, Your armor to place on. To extinguish the darts the enemy shoots at me now.

 The helmet, the breastplate the shield and the sword drawn.

 My loins gird, my feet shod. I’m ready for battle! I’m ready for war!

 This armor protects me each piece has its purpose.  Battling and combating a warrior I am.