"Your Mercies In Disguise"

Sometimes I get so much running around in my head that a collision happens; trains derail and there ends up nothing but a pile of rubble! Scattered & strewn about with no rhyme or reason!

Ugh! Its times like that when I have a hard time pulling all the thoughts apart and separating out what is important & what can be tossed. One only has so much space to rent in the ol' brain so no room for clutter.

But alas clutter there is - I do believe that I should get in to a regular habit of blogging because I think it would keep the collisions down to a minimum.

The one thing that has kept my attention the past few days is the passage that our Pastor is sharing tomorrow at church. I love the passage - It's in John 9. Its the story of a man born blind who is healed by Jesus. The healing while wonderful & should have caused rejoicing ended up causing a big "controversy". And in the end? He was kicked out of the synagogue (which was a huge deal) & by world standards left alone.

He was minding his own business - doing his 'regular' thing - the same thing he did every day. Along comes this 'Man' with his friends and the next thing he knows he has mud on his eyes. This 'Man' then tells him to go and wash off at the pool. So he does & he comes out of the deal seeing for the first time in his life! His excitement & joy is (by appearance) short lived. People don't believe it! They even question whether he was ever blind in the first place!

I shake my head at this - did they think he was faking it? Did they think his parents were lying all those years? Amazing - they see the wonderous healing that Jesus did & yet come up with all kinds of reasons why it couldn't be true!

Humm - I do have to stop myself though & ask if I do the same thing - Do I  scoff at testimonies of those who claim "life changing events"? Do I question whether they every really had a problem in the first place? I do - I know I do! I steel God's glory & take away the praise that is His. This story prompts me to stop and give Him glory for the lives touched regardless of my opinion. I mean didn't Jesus tell His disciples that whether the motives were right or wrong God gets the glory - God is a big boy - He knows how to take care of Himself! He will deal with ALL of our impurities! ALL of US! So give Him the glory!

Yet now I have to go back to how this man must have been feeling - I tend to do that! I have always been one that feels things very deeply and so my first response tends to be - I want to know what he felt.

Did he feel abandoned? Alone? Did he want to rejoice? Did the struggle take his joy away? I want to know!

I think we can all sympathize with this man. I think all of us - at one time or another - have experienced times in our lives when the unexpected happened bringing intense joy but then turning around rather quickly to extreme sadness, frustration, helplessness, hurt, etc. We act in obedience of what we feel God has asked us to do and then have the rug pulled out from under us. I am pretty sure that if we took a poll  99.9% of us would say, "yeah! been there!"

We do the 'right things' and yet it feels like we were pushed off the cliff & are holding on for dear life! Just waiting and wondering if you are going to be rescued or fall to the valley below. We hang there wondering & quesitoning what we did wrong. Just waiting!

Yet - sometimes the things we face or the things we go through are simply God's way of giving us something we could never had anticipated. We see Him in a new & fresh way as we await His rescue. AND when we get on the other side of it our life will never EVER be the same. NEVER!

When I look back at some of the things I have walked through - things that were hard - I can see how God used those times to make me into the person I am today. Would I want to go through it again? Nope! But I would never want to lose what I have gained! What I have gained was worth every tear & every weary moment.

Each time God asks us to act in obedience we don't know the outcome. He simply asks us to trust Him, act & let Him do the work. He doesn't tell us the work will be easy and He doesn't say it won't cost us. He just says, "My yoke is easy & my burden is lite".

I will never understand His ways and why bad things happen to good people. I will never even try to understand all the evil things that happen is this world. I will probably say many times, "Its just not fair" - I might even question Him & His purpose but the bottom line is - to quote Steven Curtis Chapman, "God is God and I am not! I can only see a part of the picture He's painting. God is God and I am man so I'll never understand it all - for only God is God."

And you know what? I am really glad that is the truth for me. He is God! He is MY God and that is that for me!

There is a song out there that kind of captures some of this for me. It is a song that has touched so many - right at the heart of their struggle. I listen to it and its as if the person was reading my thoughts! My questions! My heart~ I know so many have been touched by this song because it says what so many want to say. 

The song is called 'Blessings' by Laura Story - it came out of a time when her husband had gone through a very serious medical condition. She has lived this song - she knows who God is but had to ask herself, "So maybe these things are really Your Mercy in disguise. Maybe our blessings come in ways we wouldn't expect them?"


Enjoy this song - I pray that it touches your heart like it does mine every time I hear it. I do wonder if the man born blind would have related to this song? I think so~

"Who Do You Say That I Am?"

It looks like the cold bug finally got me so I decided to enjoy some quiet moments to read one of my favorite authors. I am so grateful that God has gifted Max Lucado with the ability to put mind blowing truths into simple language I can understand. 

He is talking about the time that Jesus asks His disciples, “Who do you say I am?” and then takes us back to some of the events that happened prior to His question.

One of the events he talks about is when Jesus heals the widows’ son. Jesus and his disciples are passing through this town called Nain – and this funeral procession is heading toward the city gates. Jesus sees the mother & has compassion on her. It states that, “Jesus saw her and His heart went out to her.” They stopped the procession and lowered the corpse so Jesus could see him. Jesus then tells the young boy, “Young man, I say to you get up!” He sat up and began to talk – then Jesus gave him back to his mother.

I try to imagine what that would have looked like. What where the disciples thinking?? This man who they committed to following is bringing dead people to life. Did they wonder what they had gotten themselves into?

I just wonder sometimes if they truly understood the depth & scope of Who this Man was. I know that based on scripture they did not until after the resurrection. But you have to wonder why they didn’t get it! After all they had witnessed – Mind blowing that they didn’t see it. I mean after all Jesus was healing people, calling people out for the things they did wrong (in love), feeding the hungry and bringing dead people back to life! Changing lives in so many ways!  How come they did NOT get it!?

Did they understand that they had the “death defeater” in front of them? This same Man who they had witnessed doing all these wonderful things, laughed with them (& probably at them at times), wore the same kind of clothes they did and ate the same food they did. There was nothing about Him that said, “Put me on a pedestal so you can exalt me above all else!” Although He deserved to be exalted, He did not come for that! He came to humble Himself as a servant.

Again I go back to the question Jesus asked – “Who do YOU say I am?” How could all 12 of them NOT stand up and say, “You are Jesus the Christ, The Son of God!”? But alas it wasn’t the entire group – it was impulsive Peter - The one that always stuck his foot in his mouth, the one who always jumped in with both feet before thinking of the consequences. Peter says it! “You are the Christ, the Son of the Living God!”

I don’t know how Peter said this – If he said hesitantly or firmly but He said it when no one else did. I don’t know if the others agreed with him verbally or nodded in agreement – I just don’t know. But I do know he said it. Peter had his ups and downs. He eventually became one of the primary figures God used to spread the Word. And at this moment he showed true character by speaking up & speaking the Truth.

When I think about how much the disciples ‘witnessed’ – how much they physically saw Jesus do with their own eyes I can’t believe they were not shouting it from the rooftops! “You are the Christ, The Son of the living God!”

Yet when I am presented with the true character of God and Who He really is – Such as:

• This same God sent His Son down to live as a human being (just like me) so that He could not only sympathize with me as my Great and only High Priest but so He could die for my sins (& everyones) and provide a way once for all for direct access to the Fathers Throne!
• His love does not, DOES NOT, change! Ever! Nada! Zip! There is absolutely nothing I could EVER do that will change His love for me. His love is as far as the East is from the West!
• The God who spoke this massive Universe into existence, reached down and created me as His child – HIS Child!

I have to say that I find myself just like them – I see the results around me of His love in action. I see how He has cared for me (even when I can’t ‘see’ it) I have to ponder the same question that the disciples where given, “Who do you say I am?” I want to be like Peter in that moment and stand up and say boldly, emphatically, “You are Christ, the Son of God!”

Then I do wonder if I completely grasp the depths & the truth of that statement. My response first should be to fall humbly on my knees & thank Him for being Who He is, for loving this dirty, snotty faced child who He constantly has to pick up out of the mud! AND that He never grows tired of doing that!

Which should cause me to praise Him for being the perfect Father. Having not had a father growing up I could not ask for a better one! And regardless of what I felt I lost by not having an earthly father I gained so much more because of the Heavenly Father I have now.

Which then there should come a bold proclamation – just like Peter! “You are the Christ, the Son of God!”

So, Who is this Man to you? This One Who calls Himself God in the flesh? This One Who claims to be the one and ONLY Son of God? The One Who died for my sins so I would not have to? This One Who paid the price so I could have direct access to the Father?

His name is Jesus! My one and only! He is life, your portion, your all! It sounds so nonchalant or trite but it’s not. The depth that touches my heart in these statements can not possibly be expressed in written words. Not sure I could do it even in person. My life would be absolutely nothing if it were not for the love of my Lord. I could not possible survive without His presence in my life. And I know He so much wants to do that for everyone so they can say with Peter, "You are the Christ, the Son of God!"

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Father Heart of God

No matter how old I get, when it comes to the subject of Fathers, my heart will always have a twinge of sadness. 

I use the word twinge which by definition means "a sudden sharp pain; an emotional pang." It gives the idea of something short or sudden or maybe even just not lasting very long. 

I have come a long way in my life journey to actually say 'twinge'. Having been raised by a mom who loved me unconditionally helped immensely in growing up without my dad.

Yet there was a time in my life when I:

• Struggled with a dad who walked out us.
• Struggled with the questions and the 'wondering' if he ever loved me.
• Struggled with the hurt of being the little girl who just wanted to sit in her daddy's lap.
• Struggled with why he didn't tell his little girl he loved her & that he would do absolutely anything for her.

That was not my lot in life - that was not what path my life was set to take. 

God wanted a relationship with me.

He wanted to show me what a Real Father was like.

He wanted me to know that His love was unconditional, unchanging & everlasting. 

I heard something the other day that resonated within my heart, "God never grows tired of our need for Him." The Father Heart of God NEVER grows tired of my need for Him.

He will not walk out - throw up His hands - shake His head in disbelief - Gasp in surprise - NEVER!

This morning our Pastor talked about how God wants a relationship with us - Not just a functioning relationship but a deep life changing relationship. He is a holy, jealous God who waits for His children to come & cry "Abba Father!" He waits - as the Father waited for the prodigal son to return home - He waits. When He sees us He rejoices! He celebrates! He embraces!

Several years ago God gave me this picture that has stuck with me. Picture if you will a warm cozy room - I like to think of it as a den or a library. There is a fireplace with a fire going, a big overstuffed chair & a free standing lamp that it is dimly lit. 

Sitting in the chair is Papa God~ Always ready, never demanding, waiting for me/you to come & spend time with Him. There is another chair there for me/you to sit in. However, He is always willing to let me/you crawl into His lap.

This picture has been such a freeing thing for my heart - I grew up knowing God loved me but until I understood & accepted that the Father Heart of God loved me & that this was enough for me - It was only then that I lived in the freedom He intended me to live in.

What ever your 'father' experience has been - and I know that for some the past is very painful - I am not trying to lessen any of that. What I do want to convey is just how much more we have by trusting & believing in the Father Heart of God! There is no better place to be! There is no safer place to be! You can not ever be out of the Father's hand - you can't jump - you can't run. There is no place you can go that will ever take you out of the presence of the One Who loves you more then you could ever imagine.

This is why tears come to me eyes when I realize just how much He loves me - if His love does not move you to tears every once in a while I have to wonder if you really - I mean REALLY understand just how deep His love is for His children.

What Influences You?

It's been awhile since I sat down just to write. I really need to do it more often but I find that lately just thinking about writing things down either gives me a headache or brings tears to my eyes.

God is so good, He does not change, His ways are SO much higher than mine, and His faithfulness is new every morning! It never grows out of style or gives out! Praise be to God!

I go through a lot of emotions this time of year - always have. As is with most I feel the loss this time of year - the loss of loved ones who have passed on. Ironically, I realized the other day that the most important losses have been around the holidays.

My grandmother & my mom both passed on to a greater place in November - 22 years apart almost to the day. The 2 greatest influences of my life. My father passed away 2 days before Christmas 25 years ago – an influence but not in the way most people would think of in relation to their father.

I guess I started thinking about the contrasts – the differences in the influences – because we discovered last week that my paternal grandmother passed away in 2002 & we had no idea. My sister stumbled on it looking for family history. My sister & I both agree that the saddest part of her obituary was that there was no mention of her grandchildren. Then we realized that my dad’s obituary had no mention of his children. Like mother like son.

The contrast in influences

Here you have 4 people:
2 parents that influenced their children
2 children that had freedom of choice

2 parents that by appearance choose opposite directions
2 children that lived the example given

I am a product of those influences whether positive or negative – who I am is a direct result of their choices. Who they are defines me. 

Yet – who I am is a direct result of the positive influences. Who I am is defined by who I am in Christ. Who I am is because of a Grandmother who prayed diligently. Prayed first for her own daughter to find her God again after taking a wrong turn.  Then she prayed for her grandchildren to know God and live life by His Word. Positive Influence!

Who I am is because of a Mother who realized that life without God was wrong & turned her life around. She prayed & lived her life always doing her best to keep her eyes on the God that gave her life. Did she always do it right? Nope & I always made sure I reminded her of that ;) She knew that it was His faithfulness, forgiveness, mercy & love that carried her – that was what she staked her life on. He never let her down. Positive Influence!

As for the negative influences – I learn from those. I learn the path not to take. I learn that it is only Godly influences that keeps me from going the wrong direction. I learn that who I am is only because of ‘Whose I am’ – Who I belong to. 

As hard as the losses are & how much my heart aches at times for another chance to spend time with Grandma or just a little bit more time with Mom – what they both left for me can not be put into words. My life will never be the same & I will continue to strive to live my life heading in the direction they both started me on. I pray that my life will be a lasting legacy of what they started. 

Where ever you are right now – no matter what the future looks like – your influences will direct you one way or another. How you choose to let those influences direct you is completely in your hands.

Maybe all you see is the negatives - God is waiting to help you walk through them.
Maybe all you see is positives - God is waiting to help you walk through those as well.

God – I AM – Jehovah – Creator – Sustainer of Life & so much more. He is the ONLY God, there is no other! Great is His faithfulness~

Who knows what this coming year will hold - actually I know WHO knows & I am staking my life on Him.~

"For I know the plans I have for you declares the Lord..."

For the Love of Children

Today was a very busy day – yet intertwined with the busy-ness were 2 things that just put things in the proper perspective.

First one:

I had stepped into the 2 year old room to help out for a bit. The teacher had the Veggie Tales Sunday school songs CD playing. Some of the kids were standing around the player kind of ‘dancing’ to the music. SO I sat down & sang along & danced a bit with them.

One the songs that started to play was “Oh how I love Jesus” – one of my favorites – and so I started singing. One of the little ones came over & gave me hug but didn’t let go – he was trying to dance with me while I sang along with the song.

I don’t know if it was just me but I sensed that it was very soothing to him – he just snuggled through the whole song! It made my day because it really reminded me of why I do what I do. And the realization that it is only because of God’s grace that I get to do what I do! I am so very humbly grateful that God in His infinite wisdom changed my life circumstances drastically to move me into working with children. I pray I never stop thanking Him for this wonderful gift.

That incident was enough for today yet God is so gracious & loving He gave me one more.

Second one:

We were serving snack this afternoon - I realized that one our 3 yr olds was not eating - he was crying & very upset. This is one who does not cry very easily.

I called him over & asked him what was wrong - he wanted to tell me what was wrong but I couldn't quite get it out of him. So we went for a walk to the kitchen so that we could wash off his face & maybe get to the bottom of what was wrong.

What I realized was that his feelings were hurt & that it I had hurt his feelings. You see he had been doing something he wasn't suppose to do & when I asked him to stop it did something inside of him - so when I was trying to get him to tell me he was reluctant to tell me that I hurt his feelings. I was able to get him to tell me why I had hurt his feelings & I reassured him that it was okay to tell me if I hurt his feelings.

It was at that moment that I realized that my opinion of him matter – that he valued me – he had finally bonded with me. It’s something we have been working on. He has had some struggles in the classroom & we have been working on helping him learn self-control. He has been improving & I have been very proud of him & he has been very proud of himself – AND even more pleased when he gets to give me a high five & show off his stamp for the day.

My opinion of him mattered! And when I called him out for his behavior–which  was not big deal from my perspective- From his perspective? He was crushed! He took it personal - right to the heart.

I gave him a hug & asked if everything was okay & he said yes. We started to walk back down the hall & he reached up & grabbed my hand. We walked back out to the yard hand in hand & it almost made me cry.

Here was this little one whose heart was crushed unintentionally by me yet he was willing to take my hand & trust me again. The simple act of him reaching up & grabbing my hand was his way of saying that he still valued my opinion, he still loved me and he knew that I loved him no matter what.

God in His grace & mercy calls us His children. He trains us, grows us up, disciplines, picks us up & brushes us off. He is always ready, waiting & willing for us to come & crawl into His lap so we can tell Him how we are – we can even tell Him when our feelings are hurt. He won’t cast us out – He won’t tell us to go away – He won’t make us feel less important.

He also will wait for us to take His hand – He holds it there but we have to grab it – we have to take hold. This little boy has no idea what he did for me today. How very special this whole thing was. He will probably never know how God used it to remind me of how much He loves us.

What this little one will know is how much God loves him – How much God will always be there – he will know that God’s love is unconditional.

I am so humbly grateful that God gives me moments like this with these precious little ones. I learn so much from them & they are constantly reminding me in so  many ways just how much God loves us – always~

A sweet aroma

I have always loved the small ways that God uses the children I work with to teach me things. Their innocence is refreshing & makes it so much easier to see things that you usually miss.

This past week one of my 2 year olds (who sometimes acts more like a teenager than a 2 yr) had a question for me. I got down & kneeled on the ground so I could look at her face to face. She proceeded to say, "Miss Sheri how do you smell?" To which I said, "Ummm what do you mean?" And with her impatience showing she said, "How you smell?" and proceeded to reach over & sniff my neck a couple of times.

She stepped back & let out a satisfying "Awhhhhh!" Which made me chuckle - I said, "And how did I smell?" Very matter of fact she said "Oh good Miss Sheri".

I kept thinking that I was grateful that I had a good "aroma" :) Then that got me to thinking - which really is never a good thing. My 'aroma' obviously was very pleasing to this little one. She was quite content. Would others agree? Would the people around me taller than 4' agree that my aroma was pleasant? In general I sure hope that my aroma is not offensive;)

I want God to be pleased - I want whatever I do & say to be a pleasing aroma to my God. I kept thinking - When He sees me & watches my interactions with others is He pleased with me? Is He satisfied? I sure hope so. However I am pretty sure there have been many times ( & more to come) when my actions are less than sweet - probably very foul smelling!

All I can do is start each day with the knowledge of who He is & who I am. That it is only because of His grace & mercy that I can even hope to be a sweet aroma.Then pray that He will work through me to be HIS sweet aroma to those around me.

A Song & A Box of Kleenex

You know God never ceases to amaze me. He uses the simple things, the things that we do or use all the time to remind us of Who He is & just how much He loves us. 


I love music - it has been a part of my life for.. forever:) My mom loved music and passed that on. Music is one of many tools that I believe God uses to speak to me. Music often reaches into our soul in ways that nothing else can. I think that is why there are times when I am singing that the tears flow. The songs are not just words to me - the songs are truth about God & Who He is.


He so often uses music to reach me when I need it the most. He did that at church on Sunday. I didn't realize that I was feeling a bit weary & tired. I didn't realize that I needed to be reminded that despite what is happening around me, He is still on His throne! I didn't realize I needed that pick me up~


We were singing the song "You are the Everlasting God" - which is one of my favorite songs. It is one that God used to comfort & encourage my heart when my mom was ill & when she passed away. There is so much truth in the words - AND I find that He uses it often to remind me of those truths over & over.


When we started singing I realized just how much I needed His reminder - I needed to know that He does not grow weary, He does not faint, He defends the weak, comforts those in need, lifts us up on the wings of eagles.... He is everlasting! We just have to wait on Him - rest in Him.


The tears started to flow & I can't stand it when I do that on stage - fortunately I was standing amongst the choir in hopes that no one was watching - I was trying to be 'inconspicuous' hoping no one was seeing the tears. I just couldn't help it. God knew what I needed before I did - AND had that song picked out just for me. 


The other thing that really touched me was that God could have left it there - just using the song to remind me that He loves me & He would be all that I needed. That was enough but He wanted me to know that in a tangible way.


He used a Kleenex box - Yes I said a Kleenex box. 
God prompted someone to provide a Kleenex box. God prompted someone to notice. 
God prompted someone to be His hands & feet.
I know it seems silly - but for me it was His way of giving me a reminder I could see. 


He didn't have to do that. 
He didn't have to meet me at all on Sunday - but He did.


Whether it's music, sunsets, His word, or yes even a Kleenex box - God will meet us where we are-always! 


I guess that must mean He loves me very much! And if that doesn't make me feel good then .... humm I don't know how to finish that! 


"You are the everlasting God, the everlasting God! You do not faint, You won't grow weary! You're the defender of the weak. You comfort those in need. You lift us up on wings like eagles."

Good stuff :)

To Hope or not to Hope?

You know I have been pondering this for a couple of weeks now. Hope - a small word yet one that gets thrown around a lot. When I look the word hope up in the dictionary there are a couple of "definitions" that I really liked.

1. The feeling that what is wanted can be had....
2. A person or thing in which expectations are centered
3. To look forward to with desire and reasonable confidence
4. To trust, expect or believe

Humm... Good definitions. I hope that we get that job; I hope that they make it home safely; I hope that my team wins; I hope that......Fill in the blank - We can put anything in there that we hope for or hope in.  

I guess I have been thinking about this because I know of people who lost hope. People who just decided it was not worth it anymore. People who push and struggle to keep going because they had hope - but somewhere along they line they lost that hope. They decided that they just couldn't do it.

It makes me sad to think that a couple of those people gave up completely. They so completely lost hope that the only answer they could come up with was to take their own life. It breaks my heart that they saw that as their only option.

Then I think about those who continue to push through - they go through the motions of life but if they would stop they would admit that they have no hope - they have nothing to believe in or trust in. For them their life is nothing more than just doing what is expected. They see no value in their life and they don't care.

Know anyone like that? Maybe you feel that way? What is it in life that has you feeling as if the hope is gone? Is it family? Friends? Health? Money? I think there are times when we all feel that hope is hard to see or find - when life is hard and you scratch your head wondering if it is ever going to end.

I know I have - wondered if life would ever get better. Wondered if I would ever have my health back & my life back. Wondered if I would ever feel "normal" after the death of a family member.  Did I lose my hope? humm well when I think about that I have to go back to the definitions above and then ask myself what do I have my hope in?


1. The feeling that what is wanted can be had...What is it I want?
2. A person or thing in which expectations are centered....Who is it I put my hope in?
3. To look forward to with desire and reasonable confidence....What am I looking forward to?

4. To trust, expect or believe...What I am trusting in or believing?


As a believer in Jesus Christ I can say without a doubt what my hope is - I want to be made into His likeness and His word tells me He is doing that. The person I put my hope in is Jesus Christ - there is nothing or anyone else. When I put my hope on things or in people I will only be disappointed.  What I look forward to or hope towards would be His return or my entrance into Eternity. That is what I know to be in my future. I trust it, expect it AND believe it.

I don't have the "market" on not losing hope - And I certainly know that the enemy is very much at work to bring me down. What I do know is what Paul says in Philippians 1:6 "For I am confident of this one thing - that He who began that work will complete it" He being Jesus - will not be finished with me until I step onto the other side of eternity.

I don't know what your hope is in tonight - I do not know what circumstances you are facing in life. What I do know is that the same hope I have is ready and available for the asking. Doesn't mean life will be easier - Doesn't mean that all your problems will disappear. What it does mean is that you will have hope - You will have purpose because of Who you belong to.

Don't give up - Don't throw it away. Feeling like you just don't care? Talk to someone - let others reach you and help you.

It reminds me of the song "On Christ the Solid Rock"
"My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus blood and righteousness.
I dare not trust the sweetest frame but wholly lean on Jesus Name.
On Christ the solid rock I stand all other ground is sinking sand - all other ground is sinking sand"

His Love Never Fails

It is hard to imagine that one could find a wise, philosophical moment while sitting in the laundry mat but alas it has happened. 

Yesterday morning as I was watching the clothes go round and round in the dryer I was thinking of the people in my life who are going through some very hard things. Health issues, job issues (or no job), death of family or friends, and so much more.

People are in hard places and it is hard to sit back and watch at times. I am a "fixer" so I want to get in there and fix it - make it better but I can't. There is nothing I can do but come alongside & support through prayer and just being God's hands when possible.

In our service this morning I was reminded of a couple of verses - Romans 8:28 & Ephesians 3:20. 


Romans 8:28 says that He works all things together for our good. It doesn't say it will feel good - it says for OUR good. Which means He must have a purpose. He must know that the outcome is. He HAS to know where the end is and that we will come out on the other side.


Ephesians 3:20 says He is able to do far more abundantly beyond all that we ask or think, according to the power that works within us. His love is so beyond our comprehension and His power so above what we could imagine - it is too much to try and think on. 

He - through His power & love - walks us through the hard (& the good) times. Sometimes it doesn't make sense but on the other side of it He becomes so much more beyond what we could imagine. And then we become just a little bit more like Him.

So what does all of this have to do with watching the dryer at the launder-mat? Absolutely nothing! The dryer did not inspire me - God's word did:)


His Love Never Fails, His Mercies Are New Every Morning, Great Is His Faithfulness & He Is ALWAYS working things for our good