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In my Father’s Arms
It was a joyous day yesterday as my children and grandchildren took me on an excursion to a heritage village museum. It was a place we had toured together when my children were young and it was restorative to spend time together there again. Our day took us through many old buildings and farm sites and we had great fun rambling through the extensive site. One of the members of our party was my three-year-old granddaughter. She did really well throughout most of the day, but as the heat increased and the steps taken were many, my granddaughter began to wear out. In her grumpy state her mother picked up…
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Fighting the Battle
There are days when I wonder how such a small plant can create such a big problem. My battle with chickweed is an ongoing challenge. It is my nemesis – causing me considerable time and effort to eradicate. Chickweed is a difficult plant. The roots are delicate and don’t pull up easily. If you hoe chickweed, it can restart itself from the bits of the plant. Even in areas where I have taken the time to dig it up and throw out the plants, I still battle the weed. This nasty little weed is causing me to lose production in certain parts of my garden. I despair at times that…
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In the Zone
I sit at my desk, cheerily answering the phone and attending to the myriads of duties that go along with my receptionist job in a bustling youth ministry organization. The position has a few challenges, but for the most part, I function with ease. I definitely am in a safe, secure comfort zone. After having left a difficult job prior to this one, I’m not looking for anything to ruffle my feathers. I am happy and content to go about my work. Within a year after taking on this job one of the directors quit and the executives were on the hunt for a replacement. The job requires strong communication…
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When Facing a Brutal Adversary
It is a rough time for our family right now. Only a few months ago, we lost our dear Elizabeth to cancer. This week cancer has stolen another loved one – a beloved brother and uncle. But cancer’s attack doesn’t end there. We also learned this past week that my husband’s friend since childhood has stage 4 cancer with only a few months to live. I’ve got to say, I want to scream. I want to rant. I have cried buckets of tears over the losses and impending loss. In Elizabeth’s funeral message the pastor spoke of cancer being a brutal adversary. It can destroy our song. But he didn’t…
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Just a Little Bit More
As the early morning sun advances in the sky, you will frequently find me in my berry patch these days. I find peace and contentment in the abundant provision God provides. My time picking is often a time of contemplation and of prayer. For me, while it is work, it is restorative. I do have a very bad habit when I am berry picking. No, it is not stuffing my face full of the picking proceeds. As I grab for a handful of berries, I will frequently have some in my hand and reach in to grab just one more before I pull my hand out of the bush and…
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Living a Life of Service
For as long as I can remember, the love of Christ has been a part of my life. An outpouring from that love has been my desire to be of service to my Lord. I just cannot imagine a life without reaching out to others with care and concern and sharing the Gospel message of hope and peace. Throughout Scripture the admonition is given to serve the Lord with all our hearts. Christian service is meant to be done with enthusiasm not as a dreary expectation. How often, though, is my service based on what other people expect of me. I drag my feet and complain about all these things…
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Leaving a Legacy
Yesterday was a joyous day as we celebrated a family birthday. As I watched my children and grandchildren playing, I chuckled at their antics. It warmed my heart to see their interactions and enjoyment of each other. As I look at the next two generations, I wonder what kind of legacy I am leaving them. What is it that I need to pass on to them as the best inheritance? How can I lead my life that will be an example to them and encourage them in their own life journeys? How can I be God’s light in their lives and show them the hope I have in Christ? One…
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Jesus is Always on Time
The mother sobs as her son is carried away to be prepared for burial. She is despondent, not only at the loss of her loved one, but at the dim prospects life now holds for her. Her culture has little means for women to support themselves and she has lost the final male in her household to care for her. It is a sombre group that carries the young man toward the tomb. As is part of the Jewish tradition, many mourners join the mother on the sad trek outside the city walls. It seems a hopeless situation but that changes in an instant with the approach of Jesus. He…
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What to do with Anxiety
As I reflect on my teaching experiences, an overarching theme comes up. I am seeing more and more children with some form of anxiety. It astounds me how children so young can be filled with so much trepidation and uncertainty about life. I can understand anxiety in students who are experiencing issues at home but it frequently shows up in children who seem to have a together home life and things going well. I have observed children being almost paralyzed with fear over new situations or new relationships. Their whole viewpoint is skewed with a focus on all the what ifs rather than what is true and right. Anxiety affects…
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Life in Abundance
As we began life on our acreage nine years ago, we had great plans for a flourishing garden to provide food for our household. It has been a tumultuous process with flooding, hail, and a variety of other circumstances trying to destroy our hard work. It has been many years of waiting for what was planted to come to fruition. Definitely, it has been a time to develop patience. We planted our little fruit trees in faith, trusting that God would help them grow and produce fruit. This year we are finally seeing some of that come into play. As I walk through the garden and see the abundance of…
