Archive for January, 2012

Blessings in the Storm

Psalm 121

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Life can be difficult at times. Many times we are all faced with unknowns. There are some days when we wish we could look into a crystal ball and get our answers.

But, God did not create us to know everything and especially know our future.  He places the unknowns into our lives so that we will learn to trust him more. It is through the unknowns where we learn to  see the smallest of blessings.

Growing up in a Methodist minister’s home, my family faced an unknown every four to five years. The unknown was would we still be at the same church next year or would we move. Then, if we were going to move, there were days of the unknown of  location of the new assignment my dad would receive.

All of us face unknowns at some point in our lives. Fellow blog writer,  Linda Kruschke posted the other day about how she was facing unknowns with health related issues. She shares how she was reluctant about even writing because of the frustrations she was facing of not getting answers. Yet, she knew that she had to look up, keep on sharing her faith through her writing and just hold on tight to God’s hand.

After reading Linda’s blog, I read comments that were posted sending her well wishes, lifting her up in prayers and simply encouraging her. I also left a comment telling her that I would be praying that she received answers soon and reminding her that God is there walking with her.  I also  shared with her one of the things that got me through my valley of unknowns. It was Psalm 121,.I lift my eyes unto the hills, from whence comes my help? My help comes from the LORD, Who made heaven and earth.” A scripture of reassurance  that God is always walking with me.

Along with Psalm 121 being the scripture that reminds me that God is there in the valley’s of life, I began counting blessings. Each evening, I would write down at least five blessings that happened during the day. Some of the blessings were just thanksgiving that God woke me up that morning, acknowledging that God had provided me a home, food, and a loving family. As each day passed, despite how bad I felt physically, my blessings list became longer.

Even in the storms of life, God continues to bless us. It is in the valley’s where we experience God’s greatness all the more. Yet, we get so caught up in the circumstances of the unknown that we miss out on the blessings that God has planned for us.

Linda, wrote a follow-up post on Psalm 121. In that post, she added the Casting Crowns song, “Praise You In the Storm.” I smiled as clicked play on the Casting Crowns video. For, it was that song that I played repeatedly day after day as I walked through that valley of the unknown. To Linda, I thank God for nudging her to post the song. For it was a wonderful reminder to me that God is there all the time.   I know that there are more unknowns yet to come to me. And, as these unknowns happen,  I will count my blessings and praise God in the storms.

Are you facing an unknown? Whatever your unknown may be, know that you have a loving God who is walking right beside you. I encourage you to pay  close attention because he has placed blessings along the way. As the old hymn tells each one of us;  “count your many blessings and see what God has done.”


Don’t Just Give Up but Get Up!

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It seems time continues to rapidly go by and seems to go even faster as I get older. I feel like it was just this last week, we were in worship celebrating the birth of Christ. As I sit down to write this post, January is almost over. “Where is the time going?” I say to myself.  On Wednesday of this week, along with all of you, I will be flipping my calendar over to February.

When looking ahead into the month of February, I already see the days being marked with commitments for me to attend. Among the things I have placed on my calendar include Ground Hog’s Day where we will find out if we will have an early spring or six more weeks of winter. Another date is Valentine’s Day where we send expressions of love and affection to those important in our lives. But, the most important date on the calendar is Ash Wednesday.

What is Ash Wednesday? It is the beginning of Lent on the Christian calendar. This marks the time in Jesus’ life where He was “led by the  Spirit into the wilderness to be tempted by the devil. And, He also fasted for forty days and forty nights.”  Can you imagine going forty days and forty nights without food? Then, on top of not eating, dealing with the devil himself face to face. I don’t know about you but when I am tired and/or hungry I am definitely not on my ” A” game. Yet, Jesus set the example for us in resisting temptation and following the call of God.

In honor of this time of fasting for forty days and forty nights, many Christians give up something they enjoy during this season. It is a a time of self-denial and self-reflection.  Yet, when I think of Lent, I not only think about giving up something I enjoy but I reflect on my own personal walk with God.

On February 22nd, along with many other Christians I will attend a worship service where my minister will place ashes on my forehead. As these ashes are placed, these are the things I will be asking myself and praying over during the forty days.

Am I obedient to God’s word?

Does my lifestyle demonstrate the life of Christ?

Where do I need to improve in my walk with God?

Where is God calling me to serve?

Where do I need to seek reconciliation?

Am I always in tuned to the whispers of God?

Most of all, do I always put the world behind me and follow Jesus?

"The world behind me. The cross before me. I have decided to follow Jesus."

As you mark your calendar of appointments and activities. circle February 22nd. As you circle this date, begin to reflect on Lenten Season and its meaning for you. This may be a good time to begin a journal and write your own personal reflections and conversations with God during this most holy of seasons.

My personal thought and summary on Lent: “It is not about what you give up but it is about what you get up and do to follow and  live the life of Christ.”




Let’s Dance!

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Have you ever seen someone so happy to be in the Lord’s presence that they not only lift their voice in song, their hands in praise, and, yes, even dance. I have seen this take place on occasions when in a worship experience. Nothing delights my heart more than to see someone dance. It is such an expression of openness of their love for God and what He is doing in their life.

For those who know me from my high school and college days, know I love to dance.  This past summer, our family had two occasions where dancing was part of a celebration. These two occasions were wedding receptions. One was at my son’s wedding and the other was at my niece’s wedding celebration.

Mother/Son dance at my son’s wedding…Drew is much taller than me so he had me put my feet on his while we danced. His running buddies wore their running shoes to the reception thus I had to do likewise.

Nowadays, I am limited on how much I can exert myself. If I exert myself too much I can pay a penalty for a few days following. The penalty is that walking will not be so easy but painful and I risk swelling and hives. Yet, at both of these wedding celebrations, I was not going to let this limitation stop me.

At my son’s wedding, I opened my big mouth to the groomsmen and committed a dance to each one of them during the night.  Now, when I issued this challenge, I thought this dancing would be at a slower pace and not so much a work out. But, I should have known better than to issue such a challenge to four trained and condition runners whom some have even ran marathons! For me, I am a middle-aged lady pushing 50, health challenges, and where my daily exercise is minimal. Yet, I held up to my end of the deal. I danced with each one of them along with dancing with my hubby. Needless to say, the dances were not the Tennessee Waltz but more along the lines of Roll Over Beethoven. By the next day, I was barely able to walk, hurt like the dickens but was able to smile because I had enjoyed the celebration. It was worth all the consequences I had to pay in the days to follow.

April dancing with groomsman, Patrick Jenkins

Psalm 150  encourages us to dance with praise before the Lord. It brings him joy to see us celebrating the blessings, the ceremonies, and joys that are part of our lives on earth. I know that when we are dancing here on the earth, the angels in heaven are dancing and celebrating along with us.

Angels dancing

Life gets hard. It seems nowadays, people are faced with more and more challenges. Yet, despite the challenges, God wants us to see the blessings each day. As we experience and see the blessings he wants us to give thanks to him and praise his mighty name. Though it may hurt at times, he wants us to keep on dancing. He wants us to celebrate life with him each and every day.

Celebrate life

In the days ahead, there will be days when it is easy to dance and then there will be days when it hurts like the dickens but we still need to dance. For, it is in the end where accepting our challenges and dancing will be worth all the aches and pains.  We will smile and say; “it was worth it.” 

God says to us everyday with his arms stretched out to us asking us “care to dance?” So how about it?  Let’s dance.

God reaching out


Praise God in his sanctuary;

praise him in his might heaven!

Praise him for his mighty works;

praise his unequaled greatness!

Praise him with a blast of the ram’s horn;

praise him with the lyre and harp!

Praise him with the tambourine and dancing;

praise him with a clash of cymbals.

Let everything that breathes sing praises to the Lord!


      Psalm 150

Guest of Honor

When when we look through the scriptures, we will find prayers said before meals are partaken. These prayers are prayers of thanksgiving for God’s provision, and  reminders of God’s presence. When reflecting on prayers before a meal, I think of Jesus when He blessed the five loaves and two fish to feed the crowd that had gathered to hear him teach. God not only provided enough food with this small amount but he provided to the point that they had leftovers.  Along with the abundance of  food, I am sure that there was an abundance of fellowship and Jesus enjoyed every minute of it.

This week,  a friend of mine posted a question on Facebook in the midst of preparing his lesson for his Sunday School group. The question was; “Why do we pray before meals?”  As I read this question, I realized it is the simple questions about what and why we do the things each day that make us dig deep within our souls.

For me, I was raised in a home where blessings were said before meals. My husband, Jim was raised in a home where blessings were said before meals. Jim and I have raised a son to say blessings before meals. Thus, saying a blessing before a meal is a tradition, a habit, and something that we just do without question.

But, to answer my friend, Reg’s question; “Why do we pray before meals?”  My answer to his question was; “I pray before meals because it is a time to thank God for his provision.” Then, I went to share that for me when the blessing is said before a meal that we are asking Christ to come join us at the table. We are wanting Him to be center of our family, friends and fellowship that is gathered around that table. Yes, at each meal when we pray, we have a guest of honor in our midst. This guest of honor is Jesus.

So, “why do we pray before meals?”  is a simple question with a soul-searching answer. The next time you are seated at the table and about to offer up your blessing to God, think about what you are doing and why you are doing it.  Then, as you pray, realize that in that moment you have extended an invitation to Christ  to join you at the table for food and fellowship. You see, it is at every meal that we have a guest of honor.



Reflection of Prayer

Prayer. For me it is one of the essential things in my daily walk with Christ. It is through prayer, where I surrender what is on my heart, give daily praises to God for the smallest of blessings like waking me up each morning. I am a true believer in  1 Thessalonians 5:17; “pray without ceasing, in everything give thanks; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.”   It is through prayer that we build our relationship with our Creator,God and walk through every minute of our day with our Lord and Savior.

When Jesus was with his disciples, He gave instructions of how to pray and how not to pray. In Christ’s  teachings in Matthew 6, Jesus gives us a model prayer. This prayer is best known as the Lord’s prayer.  To me, there nothing more beautiful than hearing a group saying the  Lord’s Prayer together.  I also remember as a child my father would come to my brother’s room and then to my room to say bedtime prayers. As we said those prayers, we always ended with the Lord’s Prayer.

This afternoon, I was reflecting on the Lord’s Prayer and what each line in the prayer meant to me. Then, as I began to reflect more and write, my fingers thumb through the Gospel of Matthew to the Lord’s Prayer. In the Lucado Life Lesson’s Bible, Max Lucado has questions of application on the Lord’s Prayer. He asks the reader to take the Lord’s Prayer and re-write it into their own words. Before seeing this application, I had already been reflecting on the Lord’s prayer and had already began writing the reflection down.  I would like to share my reflection of the Lord’s Prayer.

The Lord’s Prayer

Our Father in heaven,

My Creator, my Father who has an eternal home for me,

Hallowed be Your name.

Your name is the sweetest name in all the world.

When I hear Your sweet name, I feel Your mighty presence.

Your kingdom come.

Your kingdom lives in my heart at this moment. 

But, one day I know I will be with you in Your eternal Kingdom.

Your will be done

On earth as it is in heaven.

Today, I will share the good news of your Kingdom that is here for everyone.

I will extend Your invitation to others to be a part of Your kingdom.

To my best ability, I will show others Your kingdom through my words and my actions.

Give us this day our daily bread.

God, I know you will provide what I need to get through the day.

And forgive us our debts,

As we forgive our debtors.

God, You forgive me when I fall short 

Help me to forgive others and not keep records of wrong doings.

And do not lead us into temptation,

But deliver us from evil one.

Lord, each day we are surrounded by temptations.

Walk with me, guide me and protect me from giving into the temptations of the world.

For Yours is the kingdom and the power and the glory forever.

I am Your creation and all that is around me belongs to You.

You have ALL dominion over ALL things. 

Earthly rewards mean nothing compared to living for

Your glory and one day being in the presence of Your glory.

For this, I will always sing praises to You.


Your Child,


Today, if you haven’t already, I encourage you to create a “God Time” where you seek His presence, surrender your heart and where you stay in constant relationship and communication with Him.  I also  encourage you to read the Lord’s Prayer, say the Lord’s Prayer and reflect on this beautiful model of prayer. What do you hear God speaking to you through the prayer His Son taught us all to pray?



Learning to Dance in the Rain

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Cast your cares on the LORD 
   and he will sustain you; 
he will never let 
   the righteous be shaken.

Psalm 55:22

Ever since I started sharing my words and thoughts about God’s love for us, healing and leaning on Him in the difficult times, I never remember from one post to the next what I have written. My dad says he is the same way when it comes to writing his works and poems. It is like God fills me up to write the words He wants written. Then, He moves me on to His  next assignment.

There have been times when I have written something and then something in my own personal life happens. In these moments, I go through my archives and most times will see words that God gave me to write looking at me and talking straight to me. There are moments in my own personal life where I experience the whys? the how comes? and the hurts of life.

It is in these moments when I see the hand of God at work even more.  God speaks to me once again with the words that He once filled me with to put on paper on His behalf. Today has been one of those days.

This morning, I awoke to stormy skies. “Ugh!”  I thought to myself as I got up to shower and get ready to meet my small group at Panera Bread. It was the fact I was meeting my small group that made getting out in the rain a little more bearable. I knew once I had my favorite spinach Quiché, ice tea, sharing and prayer time with my small group gals, I would be able to conquer the list of things to do for the day with ease.

My small group met.  Not all of us could make it but the ones of us who did laughed, shared what we had done over the holiday, had devotional, prayer time and just uplifting fellowship on such a dreary day. As we begin dismissing to go on with our individual agendas for the  day, we hugged one another and wished one another a great day.

After leaving Panera Bread, my list of  tasks and goals for the afternoon were accomplished without any flaws. As I drove home, the clouds began to gather in but it didn’t bother me because I had a song in my heart and a smile on my face. I thought to myself of all the blessings of the morning as I traveled to the house. My thoughts as I pulled into my driveway were; “it may be raining but life is still good!”

Then, that is when it happened. My cell phone began to ring as I entered the house. I didn’t recognize the number but I answered. It seems as I answered that I knew that this was not a phone call one wants to receive. It was one of our small group gals. She had bad news. One of our members had lost her life in a car accident this morning. She was traveling to the next town over to take care of her mom.  “Oh no!” I said as I received the news. My stomach felt like I had been kicked really hard.

Not long after receiving this bit of horrible news, I receive another call. This time from someone in my Sunday School group. One of our members has been fighting lung cancer. It seems that the end is quickly coming near for her. “We have been asked to be honorary pallbearers at her funeral when the time comes” was what this member was calling to tell me.

Phone rings again! It is Jim this time. (I had called him earlier to tell him of the news of the loss of our small group sister. But, he could not talk because he was walking into an examining room for a consult with his physician).  I bring Jim up to speed on all that has happened in the last half hour. Then, I ask him about his appointment. His response was “doctor said I could lose a more weight and my blood pressure was high.” Jim goes on to tell me more about his appointment and follow ups to be scheduled.

As I sat in front of my computer to email small group friends and attempt to notify my Sunday School group on both fronts, I was at a loss for words. “God, I am your vessel. I am always the encourager and the one telling people to draw strength from you in the difficult times. Now, I am having to practice what I write.” “God, wrap your arms around me right now. Give me what I need to walk through these storms that have occurred today.”

A few minutes later, I got my email written in the best way I knew how. Then, I cruised over to my web site and began surfing my archives. As I cruised through past posts I had written and I saw God’s divine intervention. Words, music, quotes and scriptures began to appear on my screen. There were words of comfort and words of peace. At this moment, I saw that not only has God been using me as His vessel but I saw that through the words he has whispered in my ear over time were appearing to me and bringing comfort.

Then, as I write this post, I remember our devotional from group this morning. It was about adversity, trials in our lives and God at work in all things. We shared about angels at work around us, God’s divine intervention and how we must be in tuned to His voice at all times.  It was probably at that very moment of time when God was welcoming one of our dear sisters in Christ home. You see, God was at work. He knew what we would need later in the day. It was the words I heard read and shared this morning that began to hug around me, comforting my soul and bringing me peace.

Then, I remember a post I had written a while back. It is calledWhen There Aren’t Words”.   After scrolling through the archives I found it and read it. Again, another hug from God. You see, the words I write are not my words but they are God’s words. It was His words before me in that post that brought even more comfort, peace and another hug.

Now, as I bring these thoughts to a close, I remember a phrase that came to my mind this morning as I was getting ready for my day. The quote was “Life is not about waiting for the storms to pass…but it is learning to dance in the rain.” It is raining today literally and figuratively.  However, I know that my small group  sister in Christ is in heaven with our Father. I can see her sweet smile looking up at the face of Jesus. With this vision in my head, I can say that I now can go on with my day and take a ” dance in the rain.” 

Storms happen. When they do, just askWord of God Speak. Won’t You fall down like rain.”Mercy Me}  Then, feel the warmth of God  wrapping His arms around you and giving you a hug. Once you do this, I know you will be able to go “dance in the rain.”

Blessings and  Peace-

This is written for a very special group of ladies, Potter’s Clay. It is also dedicated in loving memory of Margaret Cavitt whose smile will be dearly missed but we know she will always smile down on us from heaven.

Look Into The Mirror


Tears of Love

   “The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’   Matthew 25:40 

From my previous post, you know that I saw the movie, “Joyful Noise“.  The movie opens up with the choir master’s daughter singing “The Man In The Mirrorwhich is a Michael Jackson song that has always tugged at my heart.  I know many people have their opinions about the late performer good and bad but in this song, he has a  very strong message to ALL of us.

Okay. Now, before you continue reading, get a mirror. Look into that mirror. Who and what do you see looking back at you? Now, ask that person looking back at you; “what do I need to change in me that can make the world around me a better place?”

Do others see Jesus in you? Do you see Jesus in the everyday routine"

Do others see Jesus in you? Do you see Jesus in the everyday routine”

“I’m starting with the man in the mirror, I’m asking him to change his ways” are the lyrics as the song continues to play. We all see hurt, hunger, people who are lonely, angry, and those who are seeking unconditional love.  Now, ask yourself, where have I missed opportunities to make a difference in the world.” “When did I fail to stop to help the lady struggling with her child and trying to load her groceries in the car because I would be late getting to the gym?” “When did I say no to ringing that Salvation Army bell for only one hour during the Christmas season?” “After all, it was for only an hour and that is equivalent to a one hour or two half hour television shows that I really don’t need to watch.” Or, “I got that extra bonus for work but I didn’t tithe because I wanted that new item too badly.” “But, it would have only been ten percent and it would have gone to where God would use it for his purpose in the world.”

why questions

The list could go on and on with these types of questions. Yes, some of these questions are even to myself, April Hawkins! Convicting isn’t it?  Yes, sometimes there are situations where it is really hard to give our time to help, but God places opportunities in front of us every day to make a difference in His great big world. We don’t all have to enlist in the Peace Corps, drop what we are doing to be missionaries or give up all our earthly possessions.

people smiling

If you want the world the better place, take a look at yourself and make a  change.”  Maybe there is a child that needs mentoring and encouraging, there is an elderly person struggling to get into a building and it only takes a few seconds of stopping your conversation with who you are with to lend a help inside. Maybe you have a pantry that is overstocked that you could pull a few items out and send to the local food bank. For me, it is my writing words of encouragement whether it be on my web site or sending a card to someone who needs cheering up.  When I am out and about,  I try to stay aware of my surroundings so that if a door needs to be held open I hold it open, if someone needs to get in front of me in the grocery line, I tell them to go ahead of me and I pray daily for people who God places in my path.  It is the simple every day things in life that make the biggest difference in making our world a better place.

opportunites to help others

In making the world a better place, we need to make sure that we do it with a  loving and Godly heart. We need to give without passing judgement those we are helping. I like the bookSame Kind of Different As Me” by Ron Hall and Denver Moore. In this book Denver talks about our giving money to those on the streets. To paraphrase what he says in the book; ” our money says “In God We Trust”  so give it and trust God to take care of the need and the person. Once the money leaves your hands, it is placed in the hands of not only that person but into the hands of God.” As I read Denver’s story of being homeless and his perspective from the other side of the tracks, my heart was convicted. How many times have I given to someone and wondered; “what are they going to do with that money?” ” I hope I haven’t contributed to a bigger problem!”

Jim and I are not big in sharing what we do for others. We feel that what we do is between God and us. But, as I write this post, God is tugging on my heart to share two stories.


The first story is set in Chicago, IL the first day of  Spring, 2010.  It was cold and I don’t mean the kind of cold where you needed to make sure you had your hat and gloves. But, it was the kind of cold where not only was snow falling but ice was literally blowing in the face. The kind of cold that makes you just want to cry. )And, I do believe my daughter-n-law, Megan and I both have shed tears in Chicago from such cold weather elements).

Drew at museum

 Jim and I had arrived that morning to spend a few days with our son, Drew and celebrate Drew’s birthday and my birthday since they are only days apart. We were walking down Michigan Avenue huddled together to stay warm as we walked and so we could hear each other talk. As we were walking down Michigan Ave, we stopped at a cross-walk and there was this gentleman having to use a walker to be mobile. He had on what little warm clothes he probably could find.  Then, as we began to cross the street, my eyes are drawn to his feet and I see bare feet with bread wrappers tied around them for shoes. Instantly, I tugged on Jim’s coat sleeve and pointed out what I was observing.  I told Jim something had to be done.  Here I was staying at a very nice hotel that would be warm and cozy on my return from being out and about. I had a coat, boots, gloves, scarf, and hat to keep me warm. This man had little or nothing. Jim looked at me and I knew that was a God moment. Without hesitation, Jim reached in his pocket and pulled out his wallet and tapped the gentleman on the shoulder and said; “here, take this and get some shoes to get those feet warm.” The gentleman’s face lit up and he said; “God Bless You.” Neither one of us will ever know if it was a scam.  I doubt it because with it being as cold as it was, no one in their right mind would willingly go out in that blowing ice with just bread wrappers on their feet if they had any other choice. Neither Jim nor I will ever know exactly what all he would do with the money given but we placed our trust in God and into the tug that was in our hearts at that moment in time.

The second story just happened this past New Year’s Eve in Atlanta, Georgia. Jim and I were staying with our son and his wife who live in Mid-Town. The four of us had been out for New Year’s Eve dinner. After dinner, Megan and Drew headed out to attend a party at one of their House Church’s homes. Jim and I had planned to hang back, watch television, and babysit our grand dog (practice for when the grandchildren come).  Jim also had a couple of odd jobs around the apartment he told Drew he would take care of while they were out.


As the evening progressed, I told Jim; “here we are in Mid-Town, Atlanta, The Varsity is just down the street and wouldn’t one of their slaw dogs, frosted orange, and a fried pie be great to bring in the New Year.”  I nodded my head “yes” as I persuaded him on this adventure. Now, from growing up in Atlanta, I expected to see and experience just about anything on a late Saturday night and even more so on New Year’s Eve. Yes, traffic was about what we expected. It was busy, wild, and let’s say interesting. As we pulled into the Varsity parking lot, a gentleman approaches our car and motions for Jim to roll his window down. I am sitting in the passenger seat saying; “Jim don’t do it” and locking the doors in the process. He began telling Jim that he and his family were stranded on I-75 (which is just over the hill from the Varsity).  He was trying to get home to Macon, Georgia. His car had broken down. He had some money but still needed $32.42 to have enough to get the car towed and repaired. Jim’s first response was; “I’m sorry sir but I don’t know if I can help you out” and began pulling away for us to park. Then, as we were pulling away, Jim looked in the side view mirror and saw this gentleman raise his hands to the sky in distress.  Of course, I am in the passenger side and I don’t see this but Jim immediately puts the car in reverse and asks the gentleman his story once again. This man shared his story and began telling us that he was a Veteran, Deacon in his church (gave the specific name) and about the family he had with him. Once again, Jim pulled out his wallet and gave money to help with the car and a little extra to get a snack while they waited. As we pulled away the second time, Jim looked back and saw this man walking a straight shot going towards I-75.


Whoa!”, I said to myself and Jim. Boy! I feel bad that I  passed judgement like I did.” I tried justifying the location we were at and the time and type of night but my heart still ached for the thoughts I had during that moment. Jim and I went in, ordered our food, and had it walking (walking at the Varsity means to go).  We arrived back to the apartment, spread our food out that we had purchased but before we could go further, I told Jim we had to pray. We prayed for the gentleman and his family. We also asked for forgiveness for passing judgement instead of being the Good Samaritan.

Since that night, I look at myself in the mirror a little different. When I look into this mirror, I see a person who still needs to open her heart just a little more, let go of preconceived thoughts and pay attention to God and his tugs. Then, I see a girl who can love a little more, stop a second to help someone with the door, or listen to a friend who is hurting. I look into the mirror and as I see my reflection, I tell God that I want others to see his reflection in me and in my actions. And, by the way,to this day, I continue to pray for the man with bread wrappers for shoes. I also pray for the gentleman and his family who were trying to get home on a holiday weekend. It is my prayer that God will bless them and watch over them each and every minute of their lives.


Okay, look in the mirror again. What can you do to change? What is the simple thing you can do to make the world a better place? Surrender to God and allow him to use you as his vessel of hope, love and encouragement. However, be ready because he will challenge you when you least expect it. For Jim and me, it was a cold icy day on Michigan Avenue and in a parking lot on a holiday night where he asked us to help him take care of someone.

In the  book of Acts, there  is a wonderful story of a man named Saul. He  hated Christ and participated in killing Christians. But, as he journeyed on the road to Damascus, Jesus stopped him. In this encounter with Christ, Saul changed his ways. Not long after that, we knew him as Paul.  As a result from this change, we have the wonderful writings of Paul to read, learn, and study as we journey on our faith walk.



“If you want to make the world a better place, take a look at yourself and make a change.” “I’m asking him to change his ways.  No message could have been any clearer.”  Are you willing to make the change for God’s glory and to make things just a little better for his children here on earth?

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