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Five Traits of a Fruitful Life

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Good morning, busy mom!

Last night I was visiting with a friend and we were talking about traits we have seen in “successful” people.

I’m not talking about strangers or movie stars or talk show personalities or TV preachers either.  It’s easy to assume things about people who might appear successful from the outside.

When I think of “success” I think of people that I have interacted with and whose lives I have watched unfold.

Those whose lives are bearing fruit.

As I thought about this more today, it occurred to me that they have five things in common, all these “fruit-bearers.”

  • They get up early.  I have noticed this in the past two years: almost every person I know who is effectively balancing motherhood and marriage is an early-riser. They recognize the value in getting up early and having an hour or two to nurture their body and spirit.
  • They’re self-disciplined.  Self-disciplined in what they eat, in taking care of their own bodies and in managing the tasks they take on.
  • They’re humble.  They recongize and bear witness to others that any success they have enjoyed in this life has come from the Lord.  God blesses humility.
  • They know how to work … and play. This balance is essential. I must admit, this is hard one for me. I’m more of a worker-bee—but I’m learning to relax.  It’s funny that relaxing is something most of us really have to work at!
  • They emphasize relationships. At the end of the day, they recognize that true worth is found in people, not things.

What traits do you see in the lives of those fruit-bearing friends of yours?

Plant with the Harvest in Mind,
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“Blessed is the man who trusts in the Lord,
whose trust is the Lord.
8 He is like a tree planted by water,
that sends out its roots by the stream,
and does not fear when heat comes,
for its leaves remain green,
and is not anxious in the year of drought,
for it does not cease to bear fruit.”

Jeremiah 17:7-8

 
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Prompted By Love—Inspired by Hope

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Good Morning, Mom!

Few things can capture the heart of a busy mom like her child can.  It’s why we work so hard, isn’t it?

Love.

It’s why I was so captured, I think, by this verse in 1 Thessalonians 1 this morning:

“We remember before our God and Father your work produced by faith, your labor prompted by love, and your endurance inspired by hope in our Lord Jesus Christ.”

Paul was encouraging the new Believers in Thessalonica, who were suffering for their faith. He was telling them, in essence, “I’m proud of you. I’m praying for you.  I see what keeps you going.”

I love reading God’s Word!  Every morning, God shows me something new about Himself.  Sometimes, He simply reminds me that nothing I am doing is unseen.   But most of the time, reading the Bible offers encouragement. Encouragement to press on. To live a life that pleases God. To love my husband. To teach and nurture my children.

Paul too, knew the power of encouragement.  In this passage,  we find him taking the time to encourage the church there in Thessalonica.

Notice how carefully he chooses his words, starting off by telling the Thessalonians that he thanked God for them.  (Don’t you love that!?) He went on to say that he was noticing something about them: that their work was “produced by faith, their labor prompted by love (ever had a baby?), and their endurance inspired by hope.

I smiled as I read this part.

That’s like motherhood too—isn’t it?  The work of motherhood is also produced by faith.

Faith that in due season, there will be fruit.

The labor of motherhood is prompted by love.  Right from the start!

And finally, the endurance needed for the days of mothering is inspired by hope.  The hope of good things to come if we don’t give up.  The hope that as we train our children, they will walk in the truth. It’s truly a hope that is prompted by love.

Where is your endurance coming from these days?

Look to the Lord, busy mom!  His love produces faith, love and endurance.

Inspired by hope,
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Starting in the fall of 2013:

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For a Future Generation

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“Let this be written for a future generation,
that a people not yet created may praise the Lord”

Psalm 102:18

This morning as I put the fan in my window and heard the sound of the birds outside, (Well, I’ll be honest, I can smell bacon cooking too—because my wonderful mom-in-love is making breakfast—don’t hate.) I thought about how precious each new day is.

But lately, it seems like many things are not right.  Like up is down and wrong is, well, right. I’ve reached the point where I don’t like to turn on the evening news.  Wars. Unscrupulous politicians. Abortion.

This world can seem so dark, can’t it?

But here’s the thing: we have a chance to shine a light into it.  Not our own light, but the light of Jesus in us.

Not for ourselves, but for future generation.  A generation yet unborn.

Here’s how you shine the light:

TELL of His faithfulness.
WRITE the truth. In your journal. In your Bible. Write about the things you know are true.
GO into the world (or your neighborhood, or your co-op) and give a reason for the hope that lies within you.
BE courageous.

I don’t know about you, but I want to be part of the witness to the next generation.  To write of God’s faithfulness, and tell of His justice, mercy and love.  Tell of the hope and the truth that is only found in God’s Word.

…that a people, not yet created, may praise the Lord.

 

 

Am I the “Real Thing?”


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Do you remember the old Coke commercials about how it was “The real thing?”  I really liked that ad campaign. In fact, I had their magazine ads taped to my locker when I was in school.  Ahh, the memories.

I love this picture because of everything in this photo, Coke is the LEAST “real” thing.

It’s funny how we get fooled into thinking something is real when it isn’t.  In the culture we live in, we praise celebrity, we chase after money. Often, good is bad and bad is “good” these days.  Have you noticed too?

Christians have taken a real hit in recent years too.  Not because of Christ, but because of the way we represent Him.  The things we say carry weight. They tell if we’re the “real thing” or if we aren’t. And our actions – well, they speak even louder than our words.

I’ve been reading in 1 Peter today. Wow. This is good stuff.  Peter is talking about how we can be the “real thing,” also, except his advice carries with it eternal significance.  The apostle referred to the letter’s recipients as “aliens” (1:1), a word that suggests Peter was speaking not just to Jews or just to Gentiles but to Christians who were living their lives in such a way that they would have stood out as “aliens” among the surrounding culture.

Living near to Jesus Christ for more than three years had provided the apostle Peter the best possible example of what it looked like to live a holy life in a hostile world. More than any other man who walked the earth, Jesus modeled a life that was surrendered to the Father. Jesus showed us how to be in the world and not be “of” it.

Peter admonished Christians to be ready to give an answer for the reason we live the way we do, too!

Check this out from chapter 3:

“Be ready to speak up and tell anyone who asks why you’re living the way you are, and always with the utmost courtesy. Keep a clear conscience before God so that when people throw mud at you, none of it will stick.” (The Message)

The “utmost courtesy.”

I don’t know about you, but I’ve been on the receiving end (and to my embarrassment, the giving end) of unkind remarks. I’ve done stupid things. But I’m trying to do better. And not just for myself, either.

I want to do better because at the end of the day, the world is watching my witness. And even more important than that, my kids are watching me. They live with me! They know if I’m “the real thing” or not.

As a follower of Jesus,  I want everyone who sees me to see Him in me.  His ways are not like the world’s ways. Because He is the only “real thing.”

I don’t want people to look at me and say, “Wow! She home schools!” or even “She’s a great mom/wife.” … I want them to see Jesus. And that takes some serious surrender.  (At least for me it does.)

It means that when the world around me is, well–worldly, I am not. And I’m not talking about fashion. I’m talking about sin. We live in a sinful world.  We often answer to wicked leaders, don’t we?  We pay taxes to governments that do not honor God.  Our world is suffering because it needs Jesus.

We live in a world that is desperate for “the real thing.” We just elected a president based on two words. Do you remember what they were?  Hope and Change.

If you know Jesus, then you’ve got what the world is looking for.

Can other people see Him in you?

You’ve got “the real thing” living in you.

Let’s be like Jesus today, busy moms. He’s the only one truly worthy of imitation.

He’s the real thing.

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Looking for Joy?

 

Remember that old Johnny Lee  song “Looking For Love?”  It’s from a just-as-old movie called “Urban Cowboy” from what I’ve been told.  🙂

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I don’t think I’ve heard that song in years but for some reason as I was loading the van to hit the road to Spartanburg this morning, it was playing in my mind. Maybe you’ll recognize the lyrics:

I thought it was funny …

I was looking for love in all the wrong places
Looking for love in too many faces (grumpy, tired faces this morning)
Searching thier eyes looking for traces (any hint, really)
What I’m dreaming of

So here’s what I was dreaming of …

  • cooperation
  • good attitudes
  • the breakfast genie to show up
  • a little less pollen
  • ____ fill in the blank

I was looking for joy in all the wrong places 🙂  Or the  illusion of joy anyway.  🙂

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And then I remembered–the devil likes to lie about stuff.  He lies about joy.

He’ll tell you money will make you happy. But it won’t.  And it’s not the money, it’s the pursuit of it.  Because joy, true JOY, is not found in power, passion or possessions.  Or even in my kids obeying with a smile on their face.

(But that would have been extra-great this morning.)

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It’s found in a personal relationship with God.

Satisfaction is found in the Lord and in His Word.

Joy will never be found under the sun … but above it … where God is. 

Today, busy mom, let’s keep our joy in plain sight. Let’s fix our eyes on Jesus, and run the race that’s set before us with the joy that comes  from following Jesus.

Remember those trees that are “firmly planted?”  They’re rooted in Christ!

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Lean into Him while you do laundry for the millionth time.  Talk to Him about your kids. Ask Him to show you how to love your husband.

He has something to say to you.

Looking for joy? He’ll show you where to find it. And where joy is, strength is.

“The joy of the Lord is your strength.” Nehemiah 8:10b

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He’s Good Like That

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Sunrise in the pacific northwest: Mount Saint Helens in the distance

Well, today’s the day. Today, we pull out of our cozy home here in Washington and hit the road. On tap for today: 10 hours of driving.

Yesterday was rough. Jay and I flew in from speaking at CAPE in Albuquerque on Sunday. I unpacked our suitcases, ran some laundry, and packed them up again.

When preparing to leave home for two months, you’ve got to have your thinking cap on.

Only yesterday, my poor little thinking cap seemed to have been misplaced. I felt overwhelmed. The kind of overwhelmed that keeps you from cleaning your house because you don’t know where to start. I struggled to think clearly. Even my lists were overwhelming!

And then there is the fear that plagues my heart and mind.

What if we are robbed again? What if we break down?  What if someone gets sick or injured? What if …

Here’s the thing: God already knows what’s going on. It does not do me any good to worry. And the most frustrating thing for me is that I know it! 

Busy mom, we serve an awesome God. He gets it.

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Today as I sat down to read my Bible, I looked at the calendar and noticed it was April 23. I don’t normally do this but I sensed that God would have me read Psalm 23 — and in the quietness of the dawn,God met me.

Psalm 23

1 The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing.
2     He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
3     he refreshes my soul.
He guides me along the right paths
for his name’s sake.
4 Even though I walk
through the darkest valley,
I will fear no evil,
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff,
they comfort me.

5 You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil;
my cup overflows.
6 Surely your goodness and love will follow me
all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the Lord
forever.

Isn’t God good!? He knows exactly what we need each day. Are you spending time with Him each day, busy mom? He wants to meet with you.  As I read today, God gently reminded me that He’s right.here. He’s always been here. He always will be.

He guides us along RIGHT paths–for His name’s sake. 

He leads us beside quiet waters.

He restores our souls.

Mom, whatever you’re facing today, you can trust Him. Whatever you walk through, He’s walking beside you. He’s got it covered.

He’s good like that.

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When Life Hurts

I was in the middle of a math lesson yesterday when I heard the news… terror had struck the Boston Marathon.

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Heartsick, I stopped school. We sat in silence, watching. Waiting.

Like you, I’ve learned it can be real now.

I remember well September 11, 2001.  I was in bed with my infant son when the news broke. We turned on the TV, just in time to see the second plane hit the World Trade Center.  At first, we could not believe what was happening in front of us–and then, the reality began to sink in.

It.Was.Real.

There really is evil in this world.

So much heartache. So much grief. So much pain.

How do we even begin to comprehend this kind of suffering?

We don’t. That’s all.

Grief is it’s own master. It comes and goes at will. Like many of you, I’ve learned that grief washes over a sorrowing person like waves on the seashore…

Remember when daddy used to swing with us?
Remember those stories mama read?
Remember how very 
tiny she was?  So. Tiny. I loved her.

For me, 9/11 was a time of innocence lost. A reminder that we truly never know what tomorrow will bring.

In this world, we need an anchor. An anchor for the soul. I loved this from Max Lucado:

On 9/11 we turned to the sturdiest anchor of all: God. Only He promises to secure our most precious commodity—our souls. When God breathed into Adam, he gave him more than oxygen; he gave him an eternal essence. He gave you the same. Because of your soul, you wrestle with right and wrong, value the lives of others and get choked up at the singing of our national anthem. The soul is that part of you dares to believe that good comes out of evil, Right still sits on the throne and the next life will make sense of this one.

The older I get, the more I realize just how little is within my control.

Last night, I was talking with a friend about the pain of a miscarriage my husband and I suffered many years ago. Sometimes, we just don’t understand. Sometimes, life just hurts. Sometimes, the “whys” of this life can be overwhelming.

But even when life hurts, we can trust . The Bible teaches us that we can run to God when life hurts.  “God is our refuge and strength, an ever present help in trouble” (Psalm 46:1).

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God never promised us a world without suffering. But He did promise that in the midst of sorrow, when life hurts, He would be there.

When life hurts, we can run to Him.

In the midnight hours, when the questions arise that are beyond comprehension, we can read His words:

He promised never to leave us (Matthew 28:20). He said, “For where two or three come together in my name, there am I with them” (Matthew 18:20). He is “a friend who sticks closer than a brother” (Proverbs 18:24). We’re assured that “the eyes of the Lord are on the righteous and his ears are attentive to their prayer” (1 Peter 3:12).

You can run to Him too, busy mom. He hears. He’s present.

Even when life hurts.

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