The Trumpet Will Sound!

The Trumpet Will Sound!

For the Lord Himself will descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel and with the trumpet of God, and the dead in Christ will rise first (1 Thessalonians 4:16 NASB).

The beautiful season of fall is in the air. The smell of pumpkin spice is thick, the leaves are beginning to change, and the crisp air feels amazing! This season marks the beginning of the very special Jewish fall feasts.

img_0140 Many people around the world rested from work today and celebrated the high holy day of Rosh Hashanah, or the Jewish New Year, and memories of my beloved Jewish grandfather filled my mind.

The shofar sounded when the people gathered. In my memory I can still hear the ram’s horn ringing in my ears. I remember exactly how loud it rang when it was blown in the temple when I was a child.

Rosh Hashanah, the Feast of Trumpets, marks the beginning of a season of introspection and repentance, otherwise known as the “10 Days of Awe” which will end with the high holy day of Yom Kippur – the Day of Atonement.

Rosh Hashanah is the beginning of the harvest season. During this feast in the Old Testament, the Jewish people sacrificed a burnt offering on the altar to the Lord.

Rosh Hashanah is a time to humble ourselves, lay worldliness aside, make peace with God, pray, and listen for His voice.

To those of us who believe in the final sacrifice, the Fall Feasts (Rosh Hashanah, Yom Kippur, and Sukkot) anticipate Jesus’ second coming!

As a young Jewish girl, Rosh Hashanah was about what I needed to do for my name to be inscribed in the Book of Life. Today, the cross is about what has been done for each of us who calls God “Father” and believes in His precious Son.

God inscribes our names in the Book of Life forever when we understand the depth of His sacrificial love on the cross. Jesus Christ, the final Sacrifice, died for our sins and one day He will come back again!

So together we eat and the apples and honey for the sweet promise of what is to come!

Even though my Jewish grandfather passed away earlier this year, I know his name was written in the Book of Life, and for that I am so grateful. I wrote about how our Christian faith connects to the Jewish roots in the book I am releasing this month called Beautiful Legacy: Our Roots Run Deep. To find out more please visit Basking in His Light.

L’Shanah Tovah! For a good year!


Hanging on by a thread?

Hanging on by a thread?

For in him all things were created: things in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or powers or rulers or authorities; all things have been created through him and for him (Colossians 1:16 NIV).

It’s the end of the school year and craziness abounds! Honestly, sometimes I can’t figure out if I need a good laugh or a good cry!

Two weeks ago we moved into the boarding house with sixteen, high-school, international students. My husband and I serve together at a PreK-12th grade, private day & boarding school. In the middle of learning how to cook for more than four, I found myself trying to hold all the pieces together before the seems of our lives unraveled.

Study hall, study guides, yearbooks, final moments….
“What exams do I have tomorrow?”
“Can you quiz me?”
“I think I’m ready, but quiz me one more time.”
“Do you know where my book is? Did I leave it at our home?”
“Dinnertime!!” (For 30 people!)

Then it was the…

IMG_9022Exams, last day of packed lunches, benchmarks…summer reading!
“Hurray, it’s summertime!”

IMG_9020Let the celebrations begin! End-of-year parties, hugs good-bye, end-of-year ice cream tradition with my children and the remaining boarders…pack up, move out, boarding house check-outs, give-aways, dinner with friends… moving up ceremonies, graduation, diplomas, final good-byes, lack-of-sleep and around the clock transportation to the airport – for minors! My “mamma’s heart” realized I could not keep it all together on my own, nor was I suppose to.

IMG_9019In every season (including this crazy-busy one), there is one beautiful thread that holds me together.
The thread has been present since the beginning of time, and is woven through hearts of believers, similar to mine.


Several centuries ago, God wove the thread right through the heart of a harlot, whose whole-hearted faith led her right into His faith-family tree.

When Joshua and Caleb arrived to Jericho to spy on the land, Rahab protected them, and in return, asked for their protection. She had heard stories about their God, and within those men she saw a glimpse of the Living Hope. Rahab wanted what they had.

Behold, when we come into the land, you shall tie this scarlet cord in the window through which you let us down, and you shall gather into your house your father and mother, your brothers, and all your father’s household, (Joshua 2:18 ESV). 

When the Hebrews took possession of Jericho, God saved Rahab by way of the scarlet thread, or tiqvah, which means “hope” or “cord” in Hebrew. Rahab held on to tightly to her new found Hope.

When I come to the end of myself, I realize that I am hanging on to that same thread. 

IMG_9024On the cross His blood ran red, and my white knuckles grasp tightly to the thread who holds me together. I cling to the cord of my Living Hope with great expectations, and my heart rests in knowing this busy schedule is only for a season.

So, I hold on tightly and savor each moment with my children and these precious students.

All things have been created through Him, for Him (Colossians 1:16), and all for His glory.

When my focus shifts from self to Savior, I can hold on tightly to Him, and trust that He is holding all things together, and for that I am grateful.

Happy Summer!!

Heavenly Father,
  I praise you for Your presence in every aspect of our full, busy lives. You meet us right where we are. We hold on tightly to You and You hold all things together. Thank You for giving our hearts hope. May we shift our focus from self to Savior and cling tightly to You. By way of the blood shed on the cross, You bring us all together as one, and for that I am grateful. 
In the precious name of Jesus I pray,

Many blessings to you and yours,


Completely Fixed

Completely Fixed

…fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him he endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God,  (Hebrews 12:2, NIV).

You have a story.
Your story has a beginning, middle, and end.
We all have a story written by the same author – who knows the sweet and explicit details scribed on every page.

The story I’m referring to includes our names, our hearts, our successes and our failures.

As hard as it is to imagine, God knows what happens in the next chapter.  He knows when or if our stories collide, because He can see the big picture.  God is sovereign.

While some chapters are easy to read, pain is written into the fabric of the pages, which makes certain chapters hard to get through.

He understands it all – on the cross He felt it all – pain, humiliation, scorn, and shame.

For the joy set before him he endured the cross, (Hebrews 12:2, NIV).

His physical life was taken, but Jesus knew that was not the end of the story.

After three days He rose from the grave, just as He said He would, and brought The Father glory.

Jesus answered them, ‘Destroy this temple, and in three days I will raise it up.’ John 2:19 (NASB)

A “mainline” drug addict’s life focuses on finding a “fix” to feel normal again.

Our hearts continuously crave a “fix” for our brokenness and eternal separation from God – a fix to feel normal again. No matter how hard we try to fill that craving ourselves, God is the only one who can give us that “fix” we are looking for by the filling of the Holy Spirit.

God sent a permanent “fix” to heal our brokenness on the cross.

Jesus knew there was joy ahead. He endured the temporary pain for God’s eternal promise.

Hebrews 122

God will use your pain to provide you with a platform for His purposes. 

When we turn our eyes from the world and “fix” our eyes on Him, He fills our hearts with love and joy and labels the last chapter of our story… hope.

Heavenly Father,
You gave it all for me.  I praise You.  I praise you for fixing my brokenness by way of the cross to make me One with You again.  I praise you for letting me “fix” my pain and problems to the cross.  I praise You for the blood of Jesus which fills the wounds within the broken places of my heart.  You help me to shift my focus from self to Savior. May I keep my eyes fixed on you.  For the joy to come you endured, so can I.  You knew Your story was not finished on the cross, just as my story is not finished today. Thank You for turning my pain to Your platform for Your purpose.
In the precious name of Jesus I pray,

Reflect & Respond:

  • What consumes your mind?  Are you “fixed” on something else besides God?
  • Do you realize that you are not alone?  God knows the struggles you are going through.  He felt them, too.

So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal, (2 Corinthians 4:18, NIV)

I’m praying for “Hope” to be the last chapter title of your story,


You Make Me Brave

You Make Me Brave

We love because he first loved us. 1 John 4:19

BraveGirl Tammy ran her first triathlon this weekend.  I’m sure her family was there watching and cheering her on to the finish line.  I can picture it now, “Go Mommy, Go! You’ve got this! You can do it!” And then finally, “Congratulations! You did it!” at the end.

Each one of us has our own race to run.

In the heat of the race we all need encouragement.  We need endurance.  We need to hear our names and remember who we are.  We need the reminders, “Keep going!  Don’t give up! You’ve got this! You’re almost there!”

You are deeply loved.

God planned for you and loves you as a parent loves a child from the very idea of conception. He thinks about you all the time. He has been your cheerleader, advocate, and supporter since the beginning of time.

He loves you so much that He let His own Son die for you, so that you can live with Him forever.

For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. John 3:16 (NIV)

He loves you right where you are. Yes, even in our mess, He loves us.

God is love.  1 John 4:8 (NIV)

His perfect love casts out fear. His love casts out jealously. His love casts out anger. His love forgives.

When His love fills your heart there is no room for past hurt or pain.

You are deeply loved.  When you love the One who loves you a champion is born within.

He calls out your name and says, “You’ve got this! Hang on! Don’t give up!”

Do not be afraid today.  By our faith we know who wins.

For every child of God defeats this evil world, and we achieve this victory through our faith.  1 John 5:4

His love gives you courage.  Let the past go so that you may be healed and set free.  Let the present go if it is keeping you from Him.  You cannot move forward if you continue to hold onto the past.

His love gives you the courage to do the right thing.  Make the right choice.  Christ will draw you away from the shore into His embrace and His love will crash over you, fill you, and make you brave.

God is for you.  God is not against you.  God created you and He loves you.

When you know you are completely loved you show love to others.

May your hearts be encouraged and your souls nourished by the depth of His love today…

In Christ,






Keep Your Eye on the Prize

Keep Your Eye on the Prize

I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus. Philippians 3:14 (NIV)

“Great pass!”
“Great teamwork!”
“Ohhhh, that’s OK, try it again!”
“Finish Strong!”
“Keep your eyes on the GOAL!”
“You’ve got this! You can do it!”

My family loves the sport of lacrosse.  My husband was a lax player in his younger days and my teenage son is a serious lax player today.

We travel near and far for my son to play in tournaments.  My “mamma’s heart” cheers him on and our hearts beat fast as the emotions on the side line range from extreme excitement to disappointment in a matter of seconds.

Regardless of the score, I cheer him on to the very end.

This past weekend his team won the first two games.  They got possession of the ball, made their passes, traveled down the field, and SCORED! When their shots on goal did not go in, they tried and tried again. They learned from the ones they missed.  During the third game they were ahead, but they became content with their “almost win” too quickly. Regardless of how hard I cheered, they lost stamina. The game ended in a tie.

On Sunday his team won the playoff game, which put them in the finals to have a re-match with the team they tied on Saturday.

This time when they were ahead… they pressed on!

They knew what they had to do. I kept cheering. They kept going, fought through the heat, maintained their stamina until the end, and finished strong in order to win the championship trophy!

Because at the end of the day, there is only one winner.IMG_5223As believers in Jesus Christ, we have an advocate who helps us stay focused on the ultimate prize.

But the Advocate, the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in my name, will teach you all things and will remind you of everything I have said to you. John 14:26 (NIV)

Living a life for Christ is not easy.  In good times and uncertain times it calls for believers to be compassionate, caring, loving, and truthful.

Jesus loves those that the world hates. Each one of us in our own sin is the woman at the well.

The world wants to throw stones.  Jesus wants us to examine our own souls. We are each responsible for examining our own souls.

God has given us a chance to come back to Him by way of the cross – to the loving place where we were complete before the fall. As painful as this life appears, in our risen Savior we have victory!

But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ. 1 Corinthians 15:57

When we turn back to Him by believing in His Son and asking for His forgiveness, He gives us the power of the Holy Spirit. The Holy Spirit is for all who choose to believe (Luke 11:13).

The Holy Spirit guides you, protects you, cares for your soul, and cheers you on daily in this marathon called life.

“You can do this!”
“You’re stronger than you think you are, because you have me!”
“Keep your eye on the prize!”
“Press on!”
“Don’t. Give. Up!”

Keep your eye on the prize of Jesus. Distractions along the way may cause you to stumble or lose your stamina. Your prize is higher. Our culture will tell you that you’re wrong. Your prize is higher. Our culture will tell you that instant gratification is okay and everyone is a winner. Your prize is higher. Stay in the truth of God’s Word and stay focused on God’s Son. Jesus is the ultimate prize and our Creator is the ultimate winner.

Believers are called to be the light in a world full of darkness. Life will be difficult and times will appear uncertain. Press on.

When you mess up, because we all mess up in this process of sanctification or becoming more like Him, the Holy Spirit will not let you stay there. God’s heart grieves over our sin, but the Holy Spirit continues to be our advocate in the good times, the messy times, and the uncertain times. You can never go further than His loving arms can reach.

Repent. God forgives.
Remember, it was finished on the cross.
Rejoice! You have victory in Jesus Christ!

Paul speaks God’s Word clearly to those who had ears to hear.  He reminds us that our citizenship is in heaven and we eagerly await to be reunited with the Savior one day (Philippians 3:19-20).

Keep your eye on the prize!
Press on!

Because at the end of the day, life does not end up in a tie.
There really is only one winner.

For whatever is born of God overcomes the world; and this is the victory that has overcome the world– our faith. 1 John 5:4 (NASB)

Praying for you and encouraging your heart along the way,
















Sliding into Home Base ~ Around the Table

Sliding into Home Base ~ Around the Table

You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; You have anointed my head with oil; My cup overflows. Psalm 23:5

Sweetly wake and then scoot! A day in my home begins with waking up the children, the golden ten minutes of family time, and then scooting out the door with clean clothes (hopefully) on, lunches in hand, and backpacks (with completed homework – hopefully) in tow!

{If I had it all together the day before, the laundry would be finished, there would be food for lunches in the fridge, and a meal in the crock pot. But let’s be honest, in this fast-paced world, that is not always the case!}

We leave for school, spend the day at school, and then return home for homework and a flurry of after-school activities which range from gymnastics, to lacrosse, to music, to tennis…and then we slide into home base together at the table.

Sometimes I have time to make favorite meals, and sometimes I rely on take-out.

Time at the table is about physical nourishment and so much more…

The best conversations happen around the table.

The table is where conversations begin and connections are made.
The table is where manners are taught and where relationships are established.
The table is where I can look into the eyes of my husband and see how long his day was, and where I can see my children and listen to their stories.
The table is a time to be in the presence of those we love.
The table is a place to be counter-cultural.

The best conversations happen around the table.

The Psalmist David knew God prepared a table for him.  The table God prepared was a flat land full of lush grass for grazing.  The shepherd went ahead of his sheep to pick the poisonous weeds. He used his rod to kill the snakes in the path.

Regardless of who or what was coming against them, the table was prepared, protection was provided, and the shepherd was intentional about getting his sheep to the flat land.  He gently guided them there with his staff.

The shepherd knew his sheep would be safe, and they would thrive in His presence at the table.

In this fast-paced culture our kids need our presence.  Naturally sitting around the table does not happen anymore.  When I asked my students how many of them actually have meals around the table, the percentage was very low.

Take-out could be eaten in the car, or we could eat in front of the television, but then we would miss out on the golden few minutes of conversation we have with our children.

To be in your children’s memories tomorrow, you have to be in their lives today. Anonymous

Moms, In order to get our family around the table WE have to be intentional.

1. Prepare ahead of time.  Crock-pot, home cooked meal from scratch, or take-out – it’s the time together that counts.
2. Set a time.  Establishing a set time means that dad leaves work in time to join the family and children are all home from practices and games. It doesn’t have to be the same every day… Sometimes we eat earlier, or later, depending on the schedule.
3. Eliminate distractions. Distractions of the world are our enemy. Constant “busyness” keeps the family unit from coming together as one.  Toys are not allowed at the table – when the children were younger that would mean toys cars, trucks, or dolls.  Today that means electronics.
4. Listen and ask questions.  Children need to be heard.  They need to learn how to have conversations with adults and this begins in the home with their parents.  Be patient. Sometimes the conversation is great, and sometimes it’s really difficult.  Don’t give up!
5.  Give thanks.  When it all comes together and you all slide into home base – give thanks.  Give thanks to Him for the food and for the precious moments of time He has provided for you to share together.

Each night is not going to be perfect, and it’s not practical to expect to eat around the table seven nights a week.  However, we have to start somewhere.  Set expectations. Pray and prepare ahead of time.

If you let the culture command your schedule, you will never get there.  The pace of our culture tears families apart.

Time around the table brings families together as one.

As we thrive when we are in God’s presence, your children thrive when they are in your presence.

The best conversations happen around the table. 







A Season of Repentance, Restoration, & Refocusing

A Season of Repentance, Restoration, & Refocusing

…if my people who are called by my name humble themselves, and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and heal their land. 2 Chronicles 7:14 (NIV)

We did not celebrate Lent as a child in my Jewish home.  I remember my friends “giving up” soda and not eating meat on Fridays, but I never understood the meaning behind what they were doing.  In the church where I came to know the Lord, we did not talk about Lent, or why so many believers observe it.  However, after many years of teaching students and women about God and the beautiful mercies He has bestowed upon us, I can’t help but find these forty days prior to our Savior’s resurrection a vital element of our faith.

Although not specifically described in the Bible, Lent is a time of preparation before the celebration of the resurrection – a time for soul repentance, restoration, and refocusing. 

It is a time to prepare our hearts… Jesus is coming.
It is a time to quiet our souls… Jesus is coming.
It is a time to turn back to Him and away from anything which takes our focus off of Him… Jesus is coming.
It is a time to restore our Joy… Jesus is coming.
It is a time to refocus… Jesus is coming.

The season of Lent began last Wednesday on Ash Wednesday when we were reminded we are but dust.

 All go to the same place. All came from the dust and all return to the dust. Ecclesiastes 3:20

The season continues for forty days (not including Sundays) until Easter Sunday.

Is your heart stirring in you to move towards this time of preparation?
Is your heart moving you to fast?
Do you feel led to let something go for forty days?
Do you feel pressed to do something different for someone or something for the next 40 days?

God calls each of us to prepare our hearts in different ways.

One year I was drinking way too much coffee, so I gave it up.  Every time I wanted a cup I realized that while my sacrifice is meaningful, it paled in comparison to the huge sacrifice my Savior made for me.  I gave up coffee for five years for Lent.  It was hard every year, yet in my small sacrifice, He gave me strength daily and I relied on Him to wake me up and give me kind words throughout the day!  Each time I thought of coffee, I thought of Him.  Each year I turned my heart back towards Him and He prepared my heart for Resurrection Sunday.

One year I had let exercise go by the wayside.  This was a big deal for me because I was a marathon runner.  So, I committed to running every day for forty days.  I got up to run at 5am each morning, but if something came up and I slipped through my day without a run, I still went. Sometimes it was ten o’clock at night when I was squeezing in a run!  Regardless, I put on my praise music and ran!  He gave me the daily strength I needed and in each run I grew closer to Him as He prepared my heart for Resurrection Sunday.

Many people give up (fast) from certain foods and they are reminded of Him each time they crave what they love.

It’s not something we have to do, it’s something we choose to do – to move our hearts back to where they need to be in Him.

Many people commit to reading Scripture every day for forty days.

Here are a few Scripture reading plans for Lent:

Why Failing at Lent May Be Succeeding at Lent by Ann Voskamp

Lent Challenge: Read the New Testament in 40 Days by Margaret Feinberg

Seeking Joy: Finding Joy in 40 Days by Mindy Hopman

You are the only one who knows what you need to do to prepare your heart for this season, and it’s not too late to begin.

Whether it’s letting something go, or doing something daily, both are hard to do for 40 days and impossible to do without His strength.

When you get to the point of being at the end of yourself, that’s when you find Him, and YOU can do all things through HIM who gives you strength (Philippians 4:13).

Heavenly Father,
I praise you for this season of heart preparation.  Help our hearts come as one into Your presence.  May we repent of what we are holding onto or knee deep into, may You restore our joy, and May our focus be completely on You.  Bring us back into your presence, because we know that in Your presence there is fullness of joy.
In Jesus Name I Pray,

Blessed is She Who Believed

Blessed is She Who Believed

Blessed is she who believed that there would be a fulfillment of what was spoken to her from the Lord.” Luke 1:45 (NIV)


When a friend breaks a promise it hurts our hearts.  When we break a promise it hurts our hearts. In our humanness we make mistakes, but we have a faithful God who always keeps His promises.

God only makes promises that He intends to keep.

God promised Abraham his descendants would be as numerous as the stars in the sky (Genesis 26:4).
God promised Sarah that even in her old age she would have a child (Genesis 21:12).
God promised Tamar a new hope and future when she married into the tribe of Judah (Genesis 38:6).
God promised the Israelites freedom when He delivered them by the blood of the lamb (Exodus 12:23-25).
God promised Rahab a new story when she escaped by the scarlet cord (Joshua 2:24-25).

God promised you and God promised me redemption by the blood of the Lamb (Ephesians 1:7).

Yes, God sent His very own Son to die for each of our sins – yesterday, today, and tomorrow (Romans 8:1).

God promises a new story, a new hope, and a new future for those who chose to believe.

But to all who did receive him, who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God. John 1:12 (ESV)

God keeps His promises and His promises begin with one step – believe.

Heavenly Father,
I praise You for who You are and what was done on the cross.  Thank you for redeeming me from my sin yesterday, today, and tomorrow with the blood of Your precious Son.  Redemption is for everyone through the gift of Your Son, and all we have to do is believe.  May You continue to remind me that You keep Your promises. Today, may I walk confidently in my belief in You.
In Jesus’ Name I pray,

Prayerfully Yours,

Abraham-Like Decisions

Abraham-Like Decisions

Then he believed in the LORD; and He reckoned it to him as righteousness. Genesis 15:6 (NASB)

AbramBelievedDo you remember the moment when you first believed?

I came to know God during a season of my life.  After I graduated from college, I returned home to discover that my mom and my step-father had started to attend church as a family with my sister, brother, and step-siblings.

Since I was raised Jewish, I had only ever entered the doors of a church two times.   Once when I spent the night at my best friend’s house on a Saturday night, and since her family attended Mass on Sundays, they invited me to go with them.  The second time I attended church was when I was sixteen, and my boyfriend’s mom invited us to visit her church.  At that moment, glimpses of God’s fingerprints on my life began to emerge right before my very eyes.

In church, for the first time I understood the message (because it wasn’t all in Hebrew).  The Pastor spoke directly to my heart when he said, “God is love.”  There was a quickening in my soul, but it was smothered just as fast as it started when my father (who did not live our home) called that evening. He told me some people use God as a “crutch.” At sixteen, I did not need crutches.

I’d rather walk tall with a crutch than crawl around insisting like a proud and bloody fool that I didn’t need one. Ann VosKamp

Now I know differently.

When God spoke to Abraham, he believed and he was considered righteous.
1.  He believed.
2. He was considered righteous.

Abraham’s heart understood God’s presence, His plan, and His purpose for his life.

Abraham could not see the “big picture,” but he trusted God had his best interest in mind and at this point God forgave Abraham for the sin which he bore from Adam. We need God – not only as a crutch, but for life.

Know God : Know Life
No God : No Life

Each one of us bears sin from Adam and Eve.  However, Christ’s blood was shed on the cross for my sin and for your sin – once and for all.  There is not a scale that measures sin.  Sin is sin.  We have it, we bear it, but we are cleared from it (yesterday, today, and tomorrow) when we believe.

Yes, that is correct, according to Scripture, our sin is forgiven yesterday, today, and tomorrow.

For God’s will was for us to be made holy by the sacrifice of the body of Jesus Christ, once for all time. Hebrews 10:10 (NLT)

After Abraham believed, He “backslid” a few times.  He made a few choices which did not reflect his trust or his faith in God.  He asked Sarah to lie for him, and when God wasn’t fulfilling His promise to Abraham soon enough (his descendants would be as numerous as the stars in the sky), Abraham choose to help God by having a baby with Hagar.

Even after we believe, it’s possible for us to still make mistakes.  I call these choices that don’t honor God, “Abraham-like decisions.”

In my Christian walk I have made a few myself. Since the Spirit is present from the moment you first believe, God never leaves you. The Holy Spirit will not let you stay in an Abraham-like decision.  He will make you uncomfortable, and the Spirit will pull you back into the freedom you received when you first believed.

Even when we are faith-less, He is faithful.  Faithfulness is one of His attributes. God is always there for us.  The faith process, called “sanctification,” makes us more and more like Him. Leaving the old life behind is a process, but it is possible, one step at a time, one hour at a time, one day at a time. The power of the Spirit gives us strength, and the ability to shift our attention from things which temporarily fix the pain to Christ. In Christ we are completely “fixed.” Sometimes there are issues in our hearts that He needs us to deal with, and He lets us go somewhere, so that we are completely “fixed” on Him when we return.

You may say, “Life is hard.” Or, “I’m in over my head.”

To you I will say, “Yes it is.” And, “Yes, you are.”

It’s okay to be in over your head.

As long as you’re in over your head in HIM.

And you crash over me, and I’ve lost control but I’m free.  I’m going under, I’m in over my head.  And you crash over me, and that’s where you want me to be. I’m going under, I’m in over my head. Whether I sink or whether I swim, it makes no difference when I’m beautifully in over my head. Jenn Johnson, Bethel Music

After all, Abraham is not known for any of the poor decisions he made.

Abraham is known as a Patriarch – one of the father’s of our faith.

Heavenly Father,
I praise you for who you are and for loving us right where we are. Even when we falter, You are the same and You love us the same – yesterday, today, and tomorrow. Thank you for the sacrificial love you have given to each one of us by way of Christ’s blood on the cross. I am eternally grateful. Thank you for the fresh start you give us in You. Thank you for filling us completely and satisfying us completely. Help us to walk confidently in you each step, each hour, and each day.
In Jesus’ name I pray,

Keeping you close in prayer,


Mindy writes regularly on Basking in His Light: Encouragement for the Heart and Nourishment for the Soul.

Letting Go {A Guest Post by Kristen Wald}

Letting Go {A Guest Post by Kristen Wald}

Today is a day I hold dear to my heart; it’s the day my precious daughter turns one.

As I plan for her birthday party, smell the cake baking in the oven, blow up colorful balloons, wrap gifts in shiny paper, a tear makes its way down my cheek.  I thank God for His grace that I am able to celebrate this day, this joyous day.

As I sort through pictures scattered on the living room floor of the year’s past, my heart is overcome.  I pull out a picture, buried under a multitude of joyous memories past.  This picture, one I had not dared to display, captured a very different memory.

A tiny, not quite three-month old baby, lay with eyes closed on a pediatric sized gurney.  Her pale little body against stiff white sheets, tubes and wires covering her in all directions, bright examining light shining down.  I go back to those moments, those days.  Ten days spent in the pediatric intensive care unit, three of which my husband and I did not expect to walk out of that hospital with our baby.  Three days of no hope.  I have burnt in my mind the memory of the doctor looking into our eyes as he said “I’m so sorry, there’s nothing we can do.”

I know I am supposed to be writing about bravery.  You’re probably expecting me to tell you what I did to cope in that situation, the strength that I had, the will that I had to never give up.  Honestly, I was anything but brave, anything but strong, and in my heart, I had given up all hope as we prepared to say goodbye to our three month old daughter.

The nurse quietly asked if I wanted to hold her.  I quickly nodded as the tears continued to fall.  I situated myself in the chair beside her bed, nervously rubbing the palms of my hands together as she scooped her limp little body out of the bed.  Gently, she placed her in my arms; her pale, limp little body laid motionless as I nestled her close to me.  I held her close as I grieved.  Gently I stroked the hair across her forehead, distorted through my tears.

It was time for another assessment.  I had to let go.  The nurse gently took her and laid her once again in the bed, the cold, oversized, empty bed, on stark white sheets.  My mind began spinning, I felt like throwing up, as I stared at the examination light shining down on her little body.  I began losing my already deprived sanity.  I dropped to my knees in the corner of the room, fists clenched tightly as I grabbed fistfuls of my hair and began sobbing.  I had hit rock bottom.  Everything in me wanted to hold on, wanted so badly to grasp something, anything, and not let go.  I had no control over anything, nothing.  Physically letting go of my baby cemented that in my mind. From Beyond The Miracle, by Kristen Wald

The truth is, I was not created to face that moment, that trial alone.  I was not created to be strong on my own accord.  I was not called to be brave by my own strength; and neither are you.  During those times, Christ invites us to lean into Him, to give Him our burden.

Cast your cares on The Lord and he will sustain you.  He will never let the righteous fall. Psalm 55:22

In the midst of my greatest fears, my greatest sorrow, in those moments that hurt to breathe; in those moments I felt as though I was being pulled under and drowning in the ferocious waves of my storm, I cast my cares upon The Lord.

I surrendered; I let go.

I let go of my desires, I let go of my dreams.

I surrendered the very thing in this world that was more precious to me than life itself; my child.

And as I let go, Abba Father took hold.

He took hold of me.

I felt the darkness disappear; I felt the burden I had been carrying lifted off my shoulders.  I could breathe again.  I knew in that moment of surrender, it was none other than God Himself who gathered me in the folds of His garments and carried me through the valley of the shadow of death.  The peace of sweet release, the burden of holding on to that which I had no control was lifted.  I felt indescribable peace; I knew that regardless of where my child was,  rather in my arms, or in the eternal arms of Jesus, that she was held by the Good Shepherd.  I held on to the promise of God’s faithfulness and His love; His love for me, and the richness of His love for the little children, for my child.  My heart was still breaking, not wanting to say goodbye, but willing to let go. From Beyond The Miracle, by Kristen Wald

We all face storms in our lives, moments when it hurts to breathe.  Moments when we wonder how we will survive the trial.  But our God is faithful, He is indescribably vast, and He is able.

I challenge you to be brave, but be brave in The Lord.  Be brave as you surrender and lean on His rich promises!

Do you not know?  Have you not heard?  The Lord is the everlasting God, the creator of the ends of the earth.  He will not grow tired or weary, and His understanding no one can fathom.  He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak.  Isaiah 40:28-29


Kristen Wald is a wife and mother of two beautiful girls.  She is a helpmate to her hard working husband and homemaker for their family.  Although as a child, she grew up in church, in a loving Christian family, it has only been throughout the past couple of years that she has begun to taste the fullness of life in Christ.  She has a passion for writing and a love for music.  Above all else, she feels the urgency to instill the word of God into the tender hearts and minds of her children and to share the story of God’s grace bestowed upon her with everyone she meets.  Please visit her Facebook page: Beautiful Life Ministries for more info. about Kristen.