Tuesday, March 27, 2018


"Mirror, Mirror on the wall . . ."

When you look into the mirror, what do you see . . . honestly?

I can speak only for myself, but most of the time I do not see anything positive. Physically, I see scar after scar after scar.  There aren't too many places on my body that are not scarred.  I also see rejection, loneliness, pain, fatigue, weariness . . . age/ worry/prayer lines crease my face.  Spiritually . . . honestly . . . I see failure, incompetence, confusion, etc. 

Most days, honestly, I just want to give up.  Life just keeps getting harder and harder.

Thank God, this is NOT what God sees.  What God sees is the only thing keeping me going.  

What do I see in His eyes?
Grace, grace, and more grace - extravagant, generous grace.

What is grace? 
The EMPOWERING presence of God which ENABLES me to be all He called me to be and to do all He destined me to do.

Grace is my clothing, my cocoon.
Every day, sometimes many times during the day, I have to -  no, I must discard what I see in the mirror and clothe myself in His grace. I CANNOT live without His grace.  I CANNOT live without His presence.  Without Him, I am doomed to be what I see in the mirror.

God loves lists, especially lists of names.  I do not - usually.  However, there is a list in Matthew 1 that I am fond of - Jesus' lineage. What I love in this list is the mention of a few women's names:  Tamar, Rahab, Ruth, and Bathsheba.

  • Tamar was the daughter-in-law of Judah. Her first husband Er died because he was wicked. Judah told his son Onan to marry Tamar as the law required.  But Onan, who did have intercourse with Tamar, refused to impregnate her which God considered wicked. So, God took Onan's life too. Judah told Tamar to return to her parents' home, remain a widow, and wait for the youngest son to grow up. Judah, however, really did not intend to have the youngest marry Tamar.  Eventually, Judah's wife dies.  Tamar took matters into her own hands and removed her widow's attire replacing it with the clothes of a prostitute. Then she slept with her father-in-law and became pregnant.  When Judah discovered Tamar's pregnancy, he demanded she be killed.  However, his payment to her - his identification seal - vindicated her and caused him to repent.  
  • Rahab was a prostitute in Jericho.  Realizing that her city would soon be conquered by the Israelites, she took a risk and protected Joshua's spies which saved her family.  After Jericho fell, her life was spared.  She later married Salmon, the great-great-great grandfather of King David.
  • Ruth was a widow and the daughter-in-law of Naomi.  She left her homeland and traveled back to Bethlehem with her mother-in-law whom she loved.  There they lived in poverty until Naomi came up with a plan to provide for Ruth which involved marrying her kinsman, Boaz who was the great-great-grandfather of King David.
  • We all know Bathsheba's story.  She was the mother of Solomon.
These women suffered poverty, rejection, humiliation, hopelessness, grief, and loneliness.  Plus, they were women and not Jewish.  (I'm not sure about Bathsheba's origin.)  Their stories labeled them.  When they looked in the mirror, I imagine they saw "widow . . . barren . . . foreigner . . . whore . . . homeless . . . adulterer . . ." among other things.

Society discounted them, yet God used them in the extraordinary lineage of Jesus.
God's grace was stronger than their past, than their mistakes, than their labels.   His grace gave them incredible strength and wisdom and endurance, and they faithfully used what He had given them and became an honored part of Jesus' history.

Each one of us has been gifted in this way.  None of us are untalented or worthless, and we are responsible for what we have been given (Matthew 25: 14-30).  

What do you see in your mirror?  What is your wallet?

Don't exchange your heavenly identity for the "labels."  Don't get stuck there.  We once were darkness, but now we are light in the Lord.  Dare to see yourself as God sees you, for He makes all things new.







Thursday, March 22, 2018


The Law of the Kingdom

Every king and kingdom has its laws.  In order to be a productive citizen of a kingdom one must follow its laws.  Otherwise, he is considered an OUTlaw, not in sync with the king or his kingdom.

The older I am and the more I read and study scripture, the more I realize that King Jesus' law was simple: LOVE.  

Love the Lord, your God, with ALL your heart, soul, mind, and strength.
Love your neighbor as yourself.  [Matthew 22]

I am giving you a new commandment.
Just as I have loved you, you should love each other.
Your love for one another will prove to the world that you are My disciples. [John 13]

You are My friends if you do what I command.  [John 15]

I cannot think of anything I would rather be than a friend of Jesus, The One True King.  St. Theresa of Avila says,"Do with your life whatever will set you free to give the most love."  For the remainder of my years, that is what I want to do.  I want to love the loveable and the unlovely. 

Believe it or not, I've seen many believers who concentrated their love on those outside of their fellowship or their neighborhood.  They'll commit to everything but their fellowship: ministry, missions, seminars, etc.

We were made to exist in community.  We were not made to live in isolation.  Our fellowship, our little community, is to be like a healthy, loving family.  It is in such a  cosmos and in our own families (should we be fortunate to have godly families) that we learn how to really live and love so that we can really love those lost out in the world.

1Peter 3 gives instructions about the dynamics of a loving, believing community.
  • a place where people share their hurts and find sympathy
  • a place where people humbly express their needs and receive loving care
  • a place where people forgive one another instead of plotting revenge
  • a place where people pray for one another
  • a place where people are careful not to say things that will unnecessarily hurt others
  • a place where people are honest about who they really are
  • a place where people seek to do good for one another
  • a place where people try to live in peace by lovingly resolving conflicts with each other

These are just a few of the ways we can love those within our own fellowship.  Whatever we do or don't do to each other is like doing it or not doing it to Jesus Himself. [Matthew 25] 

This kind of love isn't easy and is often painful because it requires something most of us are afraid to be - VULNERABLE.  Pride doesn't want others to know that we don't have it all together, that there are pockets of pride and hatred and jealousy in our lives, that we don't want to hang out with those who aren't in the "in crowd."  We are not called to like everyone, but we are called to love them.

So, I want to throw down my nets today and follow Him, follow Love Himself.

I leave you with a definition from St. Theresa:  "True spiritual love is to obey Him in everything and offend Him in nothing."

May that become every believer's motto.







Sunday, March 4, 2018



Unfortunately, not all parents are worthy of tribute; however, mine are. 
My mom turned 85 this February. 
A few days before her birthday this year, I awakened with this thought on my mind:  Angels know her name.
When this happens to me, I usually write a poem or a song.  This time was no exception.
The following is my tribute to my mom on her 85th birthday.
The Psalms encourage us to rejoice in the "handiwork" of God.
In this tribute, I am rejoicing in His handiwork - my mom.  
If this tribute reminds you of your mom, rejoice along with me.



Angels Know Her Name

Angels know her name and rejoice in the handiwork of God.

Come . . .
     Read her story . . .
          You too will rejoice . . .

Eighty-something years ago,
   God, in secret, created something precious,
   chose her to be a special treasure.
Hidden in her mother's womb,
   He carefully knit together all her delicate parts
   into a beautiful little creature He called His own.
She was . . . is
   beautifully and wonderfully made,
   complex and marvelous in His sight . . . and in ours.
He knew her,
   and she knew Him.
Every moment of her life was written in His book.
How precious are His thoughts, His love for her.

Come . . .
      Read her story . . .
          You too will rejoice . . .

Daughter of proud parents . . .
Sister full of compassion and love and responsibility . . .
Wife, virtuous and capable,
   faithful companion through all of life,
   more valuable than any precious gem . . .
Mother whose children love and bless her
   and appreciate her example . . .
Grandmother, laughing and loving,
   proud and strong . . .
Funloving aunt and friend of many . . .
Friend of God who loves and fears her Redeemer King . . .
These are but a few of the names by which she is known.

Come . . .
     Read her story . . .
          You too will rejoice . . .

As she has fearlessly trusted in Him
   who crafted her tiniest eyelash,
   who listens to her every whisper,
   who wipes away her tears,
   who knows every  beat of her heart,
   who speaks peace to her every fear,
      she enriches the lives of everyone around her
      bringing them good and not harm.
Her strong, busy hands are quick to serve
   anyway, anywhere, anyone.
In all these faces, she sees the most important face of all -
   the face of God.
In all these places, she hears the most important heart -
   the heart of God.
It is He who has filled her heart with passion, love, compassion,
   purpose, and worship.
Her whole life is an act of worship to Him 
   who holds her heart in His hands.
She's not perfect
   and has had her share of disappointments and failures,
   but through them all her heart and eyes were His.
She is precious in His sight,
   His treasure . . . and ours,
   and He loves her with an everlasting love.

Come . . .
     Read her story . . .
          You too will rejoice . . .

One day, she will meet Him face to face
   and will finally know all as she has been known.
Until then, no eye has seen or heard
   everything else the Lord has for her.
We rejoice in her journey thus far and in her journeys to come.
May she go farther up and farther in, farther than ever before.

Angels know her name and rejoice in the handiwork of God.