Sunday, April 29, 2012
It seems like a negative thing, right? But my devo today puts it in perspective. Recently I've gone back to reading Oswald Chambers, My Utmost for His Highest, and wow, is it just what I need!
"...it has not yet been revealed what we shall be..." 1 John 3:2
"Certainty is the mark of the commonsense life - gracious uncertainty is the mark of the spiritual life. To be certain of God means that we are uncertain in all our ways, not knowing what tomorrow may bring. This is generally expressed with a sigh of sadness, but it should be an expression of breathless expectation. We are uncertain of the next step, but we are certain of God."
I find myself questioning 'tomorrow' more than I should recently. Since adding school to my seemingly already packed schedule, many days I question whether I'm doing the right thing...and I even question the outcome. But I clearly recall how God presented this opportunity, and it's the fact that He is the source of it all that keeps me going. I don't need to keep wondering what each 'tomorrow' will bring; I need to anticipate with joyful expectation what God is going to reveal as I seek Him above all else.
I already know that my plans will fail. And I know that His plans cannot be thwarted. So as I draw nearer to Him, I can be sure He will work out His plans in me, and all for His glory! As uncertain as I may be about tomorrow, I am completely certain that God is faithful!
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Saturday, April 21, 2012
Thursday, April 19, 2012
This girl was in her element ~ the center of attention.
She needed to take the tryke for a stroll so the very.best.therapist.in.the.world and Mommy strapped her in.
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Thursday, April 12, 2012
The kids colored eggs, without incident, mostly.
We did not make it to sunrise service. One day we will. Not yet. But we were in church on time, mostly. And we were so happy that Grandma joined us!
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
In many ways, The Circle Maker follows in a line from two titles you may already have on your bookshelf: Fresh Wind, Fresh Fire by Jim Cymbala and Sun Stand Still by Steven Furtick.
The former comparison is appropriate because this is a book about vision birthed in prayer, though unlike the large prayer gatherings described by Cymbala at the Brooklyn Tabernacle, much of the growth at NCC began with Mark quietly walking around sections of Washington, often not fully cognizant of what he was praying for or what the answer would look like when it appeared. It was only when there was a major development in the life of the church that Mark realized that his prayers had become reality in ways he never dreamed.
The latter comparison is apt because this is a book about praying the big prayers, the impossible prayers. Since Furtick’s book is more recent, this might be a good book to read as a sequel to the Charlotte pastor’s challenge to pray “audacious” prayers. All three books are faith-inspiring, and all are written from the perspective of pastors building churches but with connection to your biggest hopes and prayer concerns. Mark Batterson also encourages readers to pray intensely and to pray continually over the long term for the big prayers that can result in big answers. by Paul Wilkinson
Sunday, April 8, 2012
Saturday, April 7, 2012
Lord, I praise You for letting me be Mommy to this beautiful little girl.
Within hours she was giggling!
Friday, April 6, 2012
I'm reminded on this Good Friday how willingly Jesus gave everything for me, and for you. Far too often I complain about having to give something up. Lord, please forgive me for my selfish, ungrateful heart. I know You paid the full price for my sin on the cross. And though for a moment it seemed death was victorious, that was not the end! O death, where is your sting?
Thursday, April 5, 2012
We whipped up another batch of homemade laundry soap.
Let sisters fix sister's hair...
Monday, April 2, 2012
We are much too busy around here, getting ready to plant sweet corn, but we always find time for a good old fashioned weenie roast right here on the farm.