Showing posts from March, 2011

I'm Sharing This Because............

I really had second thoughts about sharing this but decided to because of you (you know who you are) and your faithful prayers in supporting my husband and me and Renewal Ranch.

I decided that those of you who know me well know that this is not a pat on our backs........this comes in spite of all our weaknesses and shortcomings--pure grace from God.

I wanted you to feel the love and gratitude also from one of these precious men.  Thank you so much for your faithfulness.

Always loving you,
2011-the Year of Beyond

Not to us, O Lord, not to us,
but to your name goes all the glory
for your unfailing love and faithfulness. Psalm 115:1

Lord, truly you have blessed us beyond our wildest imaginations for 2011--to You I give all the praise and glory.
Tempetuous, like the angry, rolling sea
Sometimes my spirit boils up--
Someone rescue me.

Over the horizon
I feel a calm and normal me

If only I could get there
From this strangling death be free.

Lighthouse--oh come and rescue me--

Oh God, you are my lighthouse,
Jesus, you are my lifeboat,
Holy Spirit, you are my lifeline.

Rescue me--rescue me from myself.

When I quit talking and listened these were the words that came to my spirit:

"You are my servant,  I have chosen you and not rejected you.  So do not fear, for I am with you, Do not be dismayed For I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you, I will uphold you with my right hand."
You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you to go and bear fruit—fruit that will last. John 15:16aImmediately Jesus reached out his hand and caught him. "You of little faith," he said, "why did you doubt?" Matt 14:31

I think one of the great benefits of reading His scriptures every day is portrayed above. Seemingly, I was helples…

The Mind Unshaken

Yesterday when I was in the grocery store at the meat counter in the very back, without warning the whole store went black.

Immediately, panic tried to set in. I just finished reading Daniel Woolley's book, Unshaken, Rising From the Ruins of Haiti's Hotel Montana and it seemed as if his whole book flashed in front of my mind--what stood out was how important it is not to panic and, of course, God's faithfulness.

After reading all he experienced and especially the darkest times of being buried alive under six stories of the Hotel Montana and singing praises to God a good portion of those two and a half days--all of this made its way instantly through my mind-- and almost immediately I felt a peace, a calm, the antithesis of panic--

Also during this blackout, I was already starting to formulate in my mind a plan of how I could get to the front of the store the safest way.

What was interesting was the mass exodus as soon as the lights came back on--about a second, maybe not that…

Just SMH

If you have done much cyber messaging over the last several years, you know the shortcuts such as LOL--short for laughing out loud.

Every once in a while, one of these would appear that I did not know the meaning to--some I could almost figure out and didn't want to know the meaning. Others really got my curiosity up though.

One of those I kept seeing on many of my former students' Facebook pages was SMH.  I didn't have a clue what it meant but was too cool to ask.   This is where my old standby--the urban dictionary--comes in real handy--yes, at just a cyber touch, I knew that it was short for--shaking my head!

They use this mostly when they think someone is acting a fool and words will not convey a strong enough meaning for how they are feeling about it.   It can also be used when you witness something that you stand in awe of and words will not adequately describe how great it is.  Mostly they use it as the first meaning.

What is amazing to me is how almost every expressio…

Walking in White

This devotional by Oswald Chambers came to my mind this morning and I wanted to share it with you.

Do You Walk In White?
"Buried with Him . . . that . . . even so we also should walk in newness of life." Romans 6:4

No one enters into the experience of entire sanctification without going through a "white funeral" - the burial of the old life. If there has never been this crisis of death, sanctification is nothing more than a vision. There must be a "white funeral," - a death that has only one resurrection - a resurrection into the life of Jesus Christ. Nothing can upset such a life, it is one with God for one purpose, to be a witness to Him.

Have you come to your last days really? You have come to them often in sentiment, but have you come to them really? You cannot go to your funeral in excitement, or die in excitement. Death means you stop being. Do you agree with God that you stop being the striving, earnest kind of Christian you have been? We skirt the cem…

Pearl of Great Price

Just thought of this cute little story this afternoon and hope you will get a laugh out of it as I did.

A friend of mine shared with me that she had bought her young son a new Bible. I think Andrew was nine or ten at the time--not sure. This was quite a few years ago--it just popped in my mind today. But he was old enough to know how to write and to know some of his mother's habits. smile

It seems that my friend, Lisa, presented him the Bible but had forgotten to fill out the page where it says:

When she went to get the Bible from his room to record the pertinent information, she found written in his childish scrawl:

What will your children remember about you? What will my children remember about me? We can be sure they are or were watching.

Be imitators of God, therefore, as dearly loved children and live a life of love, just as Christ loved us and gave himself up for us as a fragrant offering and sacrifice to God. Ephesians 5:1,2

I think what this verse is telling us is this: Ju…

In and Out

I will be spending time with some of my grandchildren and old friends this week.

Don't know if I will be able to post or not but will try to keep up the prayer portion of the blog. Whether I get the prayers posted or not, I will be praying for you and yours.

Hope your week is blessed!

I love you,

Lessons From a Robin

I love to learn and have spiritual lessons reinforced by a Word from God. I feel like this has happened to me this week through the actions of a robin.

As you may know, I have a prayer segment to this blog and really it has become my most serious focus. I have always prayed for my children, my seed, and many times written my prayers or recorded scriptures that I am claiming for them.

However, the enemy has a way of bringing doubts to our minds if what we are doing is right, biblical or really needed. From time to time, I second guess myself about my daily prayers for my children with thoughts such as "Well, if you trusted God like you should, you wouldn't always be praying for them. You would pray a prayer and keep believing that it would be answered."

I keep going back to this:

You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. Jeremiah 29:13

"Keep on asking, and you will receive what you ask for. Keep on seeking, and you will find. Keep on knockin…

A Cross of Ashes

Being that I am not Catholic, I have only received the cross of ashes one time in my life----when I was teaching at Immaculate Conception in Tulsa, OK. I will never forget how I felt that day--

I knew that everyone else would know that I was a follower of Christ and I so wanted to bring glory to His Name, and not bring any reproach upon the Savior of the world--I watched every step I took, every word I said--like I should do every day anyway.

I spent much of the day in tears because I could not think about anything but Jesus and His suffering on the cross for me.

However, and this is a big however, my friend, Sheila, over at Becoming Women of Peace wrote a post today that I want you to read so much. And please read to the very last is truly priceless.

Beautiful Fruit!

What do you think of when you see beautiful fruit? Do you stop to think about the someone somewhere who cultivated this crop, planted the seed, pulled the weeds, turned over the sod, covered it when the high winds and bitter temperatures came, provided nourishment in the form of sunshine and rain?  This kind of beautiful fruit doesn't just happen but I am one of the guilty ones for taking so much for granted at times.

Well, do I ever have some fruit to share with you today?

These are some of our awesome men who are in the process of letting God restore their lives at Renewal Ranch.

This is Michael, our cook.  Michael gets up at the crack of dawn to start preparing for the day.  Every time I am there, he is working the whole time.  He truly has the heart of a servant.  Michael, we are so glad to have you at Renewal Ranch.  Michael is a deep thinker and a seeker.  He gave me a list of over one hundred searching, probing spiritual questions.   He who seeks will find.

This is Charles.  H…

Weekend Worship

Photo:  Crossing the Arkansas River, Pinnacle Mountain in the background, picture taken with IPhone

A Mighty Horse

Prayer for March 3, 2011

No king is saved by the size of his army;
no warrior escapes by his great strength.
A horse is a vain hope for deliverance;
despite all its great strength it cannot save.

But the eyes of the LORD are on those who fear him,
on those whose hope is in his unfailing love,
to deliver them from death
and keep them alive in famine. Psalm 33:16-19

I had a dream one night several years ago that I was riding a mighty horse--We were flying through the forest at an incredible speed, the horse's hooves barely landing on the ground before accelerating into mid air again--the feeling of exhileration was like being on some kind of an endorphine high and I felt as though the horse and I together were one and could accomplish anything. It is really hard to describe how I felt especially since I have always been uncomfortable around horses--not actually afraid of them, just not comfortable.
After a time the horse pulled up short and I knew something was terribly wrong.…

Dead Man Talking

There is no way I can do justice by my meager writing here to capture the utter peace, joy and air of celebration which invaded the sanctuary of Little Rock West Church last Saturday morning.

It was a lengthy service and one that I did not want to end. It started with congregational singing and Bro. B.'s 85 year old widow was one of the first to stand, start clapping her hands, and raising them to Jesus in songs of loudest praise.

I had not heard him preach since I was a teen-ager so to walk into the auditorium with a big screen flashing pictures of him and his voice coming strong over a loud speaker was quite emotional and entertaining for me. He was the most sincere, the funniest, "the most" of any good adjective concerning preachers that you can ever imagine.

But the strongest message, among many, emphasized how much he loved his flock and the community around his church--he was pastor to a whole community.

Many stories abound of how he was the first one present in the …