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Christmas Comfort Zones

Certain elements of the Christmas season bring me warm, fuzzy feelings every year.  Colorful light displays.  Children’s Christmas programs.  Hot cocoa and family recipe cookies. My tree decorated with treasured ornaments.  I look forward to these traditions because they are tickets to temporary happiness in what is often a stressful time of social interaction.

Tempted to Retreat for Comfort

As parties approach, I tend to fret about dealing with difficult people, especially ones who have deliberately hurt me in the past.  I have worked hard to forgive them and let the past be the past, but I don’t trust them not to hurt me again.  I’m tired of the Christmas battleground.  Part of me wants to retreat to my couch with my plush blanket and admire the tree lights in my quiet, peaceful living room.  That’s my Christmas comfort zone.

Getting Out of My Comfort Zone

The problem is, my comfort zone doesn’t include people in my life who desperately need to see a living example of God’s grace.  Jesus wants me to get off the couch and rely on Him as my Prince of Peace while doing my best to showcase his grace, even to people who feel like my enemies at times.  Romans 12:18 says that as far as it depends on me, I must work hard to live in peace with others.  Especially at Christmastime, when all of us can use an extra measure of peace.

Helping Thirsty People

In his book “Vanishing Grace,” Philip Yancey writes about a meeting he had with Henri Nouwen, a priest who ministered to AIDS patients in the 1980’s.  As Nouwen stepped out of his comfort zone and listened to their stories, his viewpoint changed.  He prayed, “God, help me to see others not as my enemies…but rather as thirsty people.  And give me the courage and compassion to offer your Living Water, which alone quenches deep thirst.”

This Christmas, my desire is to step out of my comfort zone to give God’s grace and peace to thirsty people in my circles.  How is God calling you to step out of your comfort zone this Christmas?  Who are the thirsty people in your life?

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Being Aware: Finding God’s Plan in the Details

Recently my treadmill broke, so I have been exercising outside in the glorious autumn weather.  Years ago, my husband and I purchased acreage from a small country church, and now a county road runs between our properties.  I had never considered the church cemetery’s gravel pathway to be a walking track until my treadmill broke.  I began walking laps around the cemetery, enjoying the peaceful country setting.

Soon I became curious about the names on the headstones, and I took a break from walking for closer inspection.  On a fresh grave marked with a hanging flower basket, I bent over to read the small nameplate.  Tears filled my eyes as I recognized the name of a dear lady.  She was the mother of a friend I’ve known since kindergarten.

This godly woman, full of a zest for life, died from a long battle with cancer earlier this year.  I remembered joyful sleepovers at her house, and I recalled her quirky stories when she subbed for our elementary school teachers.  She was the “fun mom” in our class—always laughing and telling jokes, keeping our spirits high.  I have kept in touch with my friend in recent years, and I know how devastating this loss has been to her close-knit family.

I realized that by passing this gravesite on my walks, I have a visual prompt to pray for my friend and her family as they continue to grieve.  Like so many Christians, I start with good intentions to pray regularly for people in need, and then I easily forget to keep praying.  God’s plan is for me to pray over and over for this family during my walks.  If my treadmill had not broken, if I had walked the county road instead of the cemetery path, and if I had not stopped to inspect the new grave, I likely would have forgotten to keep praying for my friend.  I am thankful God strings those small, seemingly insignificant details together to direct me into service for His kingdom.

When I pay attention to the details right where I am, God often surprises me with new ways I can serve others.  What detail is God calling you to notice in your daily life, so you can join Jesus in serving others?

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Minister where you are

"El bon samarità (1838), de Pelegrí Clavé i Roquer" by Pelegrín Clavé y Roqué
“El bon samarità (1838), de Pelegrí Clavé i Roquer” by Pelegrín Clavé y Roqué

This week I have listened to a book on CD while driving to and from my job as a high school secretary.  Philip Yancey tells thought-provoking stories of people in ministry in his book “Finding God in Unexpected Places.”  He devotes one chapter to Louise, a woman who started her own Jericho Road ministry in the Atlanta slums.  She simply looks for needs and responds to them, no matter how inconvenient or costly, using the Good Samaritan as her inspiration.

One night Louise got a call from a woman whose husband had beaten her again.  Louise headed right over and helped the woman calm her screaming children, make supper, and clean the house for two hours.  She was tired but peace-filled when she headed home.  Around midnight three elderly women called Louise because they had no food.  Louise, a senior citizen herself, went out to buy groceries and climbed three flights of stairs to their apartment.  She prayed that the Lord would help her since she was so tired.  She prepared a meal and the four women feasted together, praising God and singing hymns until almost morning.

I confess that I became somewhat discouraged by Louise’s example.  Working full-time and raising a family is so time-consuming and seems to leave little room for service opportunities.  When I worked from home, my flexible schedule allowed me to volunteer more often, and I miss those times of fellowship and service.  I want to serve now—I just don’t know how I can add even one more thing to our schedule.

Then God helped me see, as I drove closer to the high school, that my outward ministry is now at work.  My positive attitude can serve those teenagers.  They need kindness, attention, and respect.  They need godly examples.  I can serve in that way.  It’s not as dramatic as Louise’s work, but it is important in God’s eyes.  In fact, I don’t think a person like Louise could do my job.  Yancey described her haphazard methods and disorganized files.  I must be highly efficient and organized and able to constantly multitask in a working environment which would conflict with Louise’s organic style.  That thought pulled me out of the comparison trap and restored my faith in God’s calling on my life for this particular time.

Of course, my primary ministry is in my home as a wife and mother.  I have often felt pressure to do more than “just” serve my husband and children.  Yet I am happiest when I’m cooking and cleaning and spending time with them, making the home a haven for all of us.  This is an unseen ministry to the world, but God sees it and calls me to serve well.

Where is your ministry?

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God’s Refrigerator

 

img_1442I love my cluttered collection of magnets, photos, and business cards on the sides of my refrigerator.   When I take a phone call or sort our recycling items, I look over my collection and it makes me smile.  Corny, glittered mementos from tourist shops. Handmade creations from my children’s classrooms.  Oldie-but-goodie prints from our dating days.

The one item that always gives me pause is my August 1993 school portrait.

The 15-year-old me was nervous and excited that day.  Freshly hatched from a spiritual rebirth experience in the basement bathroom the week prior, I was ready to enter my junior year with verve for the Lord.

Little did I know that in two short months my lifelong best friend would move away, and I would turn all my hurt inward and slide downward, even entertaining suicidal thoughts.

I wasn’t aware that my depression was linked to all the hurt, anger, and confusion about my parents’ divorces and second marriages.  The storm clouds were gathering and I would be blindsided.

More than 20 years later, I know her pain.  I no longer hate myself, and I no longer am burdened with anger and confusion.  It took a lot of suffering, grieving, and therapy to get to the other side.

I heard a sermon once that said God carries your photo in His wallet.  I think He carries my old photo in His wallet, or maybe He keeps it on the side of His refrigerator.  I take comfort in His words of Isaiah 49:16, “See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands.”

God saw me and knew me then.  He knew the storm clouds were gathering.  He never let me go, even as the storms raged over me.  He showed me how to come out on the other side as a conqueror (Romans 8:37).

When I pause and look at that photo now, I say out loud, “I love you, 15-year-old Sarah.”  I say that to acknowledge the girl inside me, to validate her pain and her worth.  And then I thank God for all the healing He has brought to me since then.

How has God helped you through your struggles as a child of divorce?

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