Wednesday, December 7, 2016

When A Godly Man Almost Missed God~

I had never noticed it before.

But, Monday,
as I sat outside
soaking in the sunshine
and reading again the story of Jesus' birth,
I saw it.

Tucked into the first chapter of Matthew,
right there in the very first gospel,
God opened my eyes to see something
I hadn't seen
until that day,
until now.

This is how Jesus the Messiah was born.  His mother, Mary, was engaged to be married to Joseph. But before the marriage took place, while she was still a virgin, she became pregnant through the power of the Holy Spirit. Joseph, to whom she was engaged, was a righteous man and did not want to disgrace her publicly, so he decided to break the engagement quietly.

As he considered this, an angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream. "Joseph, son of David," the angel said, "do not be afraid to take Mary as your wife. For the child within her was conceived by the Holy Spirit. And she will have a son, and you are to name him Jesus, for he will save his people from their sins."

And when Joseph woke up, he did as the angel of the Lord commanded and took Mary as his wife. But he did not have sexual relations with her until her son was born. And Joseph named him Jesus.

~Matthew 1:18-21, 24-25

Sometimes,
the people of God,
those righteous and wanting to honor God,
those who may share a pew with us,
those who might even share a name with us,
discover we are "expecting",
only they don't understand
that it is God, Himself,
who has impregnated us
with this dream,
with this ministry,
with this "new" soon to be birthed through us.

All they see is something is happening
that they were not a part of,
and not knowing what to do,
they choose to
either walk away
or push us away.

Just look at this story again.

Just look at Joseph.

Joseph, to whom she was engaged, was a righteous man and did not want to disgrace her publicly, so he decided to break the engagement quietly.

Joseph, a righteous man,
was ready to walk away from his relationship with Mary
because He didn't recognize that it was God, Himself,
who was at work in her and through her.

Thankfully,
being a man of God,
before he walked,
he took the time to think about it.

And, as he did, the angel of the Lord came to him in a dream
explaining to Joseph what he,
in the natural,
didn't understand.

Joseph, son of David," the angel said, "do not be afraid to take Mary as your wife. For the child within her was conceived by the Holy Spirit. And she will have a son, and you are to name him Jesus, for he will save his people from their sins."

Joseph decided to stay,
to say "yes" -
not only to Mary,
but to what God was birthing inside her.

And just look at what happened to Joseph
because he decided to be part of what God was doing.

He was given the honor of being the earthly father of the Son of God.
And, by choosing to be the husband of Mary,
Joseph was included in the lineage of Jesus.

Jacob was the father of Joseph, the husband of Mary.  
Mary gave birth to Jesus, who is called the Messiah.
~Matthew 1:16

And, it was Joseph who was given the honor
of naming this precious baby, JESUS, as instructed by the angel.

And Joseph named him Jesus.
~Matthew 1:25

How different things would have been for Joseph,
if instead of saying "yes",
he would have followed through on his initial idea to walk away.

Sometimes,
as people of God,
we miss what God is doing,
and consequently,
by choosing to walk away,
by choosing not to think and pray about it first,
by choosing not to be a part of what is being conceived in our midst,
we miss out on being a part of what God is doing.

We miss out on being a part of the story of the Messiah.

We miss out on the "new" God is doing
to reach a lost world with the precious name and love of His son, JESUS.

Maybe one of the messages of Christmas this year is this:
God is at work.
God is always at work.
May we, through fervent prayer,
always seek God for further revelation,
before we decide to walk away,
before we decide to quietly disassociate ourself from someone else,
before we decide to have no part of the move of God happening in our very midst.










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Tuesday, November 29, 2016

Ours to Discover~

As I finished putting the last flip in my hair,
and looked in the mirror one last time
before heading out the door to run errands,
I prayed for God,
as always,
to go before me, behind me, beside me,
with me.

The first stop on my to-do list:
The Department of Motor Vehicles.

The task to accomplish:
transferring the title of my husband's truck from his name
to mine.

As I pulled the collar of my sweater
close to my neck and prepared to open the garage door,
I asked God to wrap me in His love,
to draw especially close,
to give me His strength and His wisdom,
to bless me in unexpected ways in unexpected places,
to touch me in a way that only He could.

As the garage door went up,
the tinge of cold in the air greeted me.
A gusty breeze was scooping up new fallen leaves
and throwing them up in the air like confetti.

Normally,
when leaving the house,
I hop in the car,
back out of the garage,
drive to the mailboxes at the end of our cul de sac,
and then head out,
especially if the weather is less than desirable for venturing out in.
And yet,
this day, for some reason,
I couldn't shake the feeling that I should walk to the mailbox.
So, pulling my sweater even tighter around me,
I headed down the driveway.

And, there it was.

God's unexpected blessing in an unexpected place
just waiting for me to discover it.

Halfway down my driveway,
lying on the cement,
perfectly still
amongst the blowing leaves,
was a twenty dollar bill.

If I would have driven to the mailbox,
I would have missed it.

If I would have left any earlier or any later,
with the wind blowing like it was,
it wouldn't have been there for me to find.

It was a God-orchestrated delight.
And, delight my heart it did.
The monetary value had nothing to do with the joy in my heart.
That God would do this,
for me,
well - you can't put a value on that!

I could just see God
sitting on the edge of Heaven -
about to burst with excitement,
waiting for me to discover this simple blessing.

How it must delight our Father's heart to delight us!
How it must delight our Father's heart when we delight in His delight.

I scooped down and picked up my blessing.
As I made my way to the mailbox,
I thanked God for being so beautiful to me.

As I placed the key in the mailbox and opened it,
it was empty,
but that was more than ok.
This blustery walk with my God
had left my heart overflowing with the warmth of His love for me.

And, as He is faithful to do,
my God stayed with me the rest of the day.

The lady who helped me transfer the title of my husband's truck, -
gracious, kind, compassion, and extremely helpful.

The lady who helped me with insurance policies at my next stop,
tender hearted and bubbling over with the love of the Lord.

All day long,
everywhere I went,
I felt the very presence of my God.

Our God is so very faithful.
When we look for Him
in the midst of our day,
in the midst of our tasks,
in the midst of our trials,
in the midst of the chaos blowing around in our life,
we will find Him,
right there in front of us,
just waiting for us to discover Him
in the midst of it all.

Our God delights in tucking delights into our day.

I wonder how many times
we are so busy we our to-dos
that we miss His to-enjoys.

I wonder how many times
we are so consumed by our cares and concerns
that we miss our God.

Oh Father God,
We don't want to be so wrapped up with the 
heartaches,
trials,
and cares of this world,
that we miss 
the beauty,
the peace,
the comfort,
the joy,
of You
tucked into every moment,
waiting for us in every situation.

We want to see You in the midst of it all.
We  want to experience You in the midst of it all.

Thank you that You are there.
You are always there.










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Saturday, November 26, 2016

On Astronauts, Mary, and A God Who Knows~


If it would have been left up to me, moon travel never would have happened.




Let's face it.
Prior to these brave men leaving their footprints on this far away wonder in the sky,
there were too many unknowns.



How will ---?
What happens if ---?
What about ---?



And the biggest question of all -
at least in my mind:
Are you sure???



Before we step out,
we want to know what we are stepping out in to.
Before we buckle our rocket seat belt and jet into space,
we want to know all about our destination,
and we want some kind of guarantee that we will arrive there (and if need be, back!) in good condition.

We want to know about then, now.

Take me to the moon?  I don't think so.

And yet, God wants to take me (and you!) to the moon and beyond.

Now to Him Who,
 by (in consequence of) the [action of His] power that is at work within us, 
is able to [carry out His purpose and] do superabundantly, 
far over and above all that we [dare] ask or think 
[infinitely beyond our highest prayers, desires, thoughts, hopes, or dreams]—

To Him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations forever and ever. 
Amen (so be it).
~Ephesians 3:20-21 (AMP) 

God longs to take us beyond our 
highest prayers,
our dearest desires,
our grandest thoughts,
our mightiest hopes,
our wildest dreams.

His plans for us leave the moon in the dust and because they do, 
we often find ourself asking

How will ---?
What happens if ---?
What about ---?

And - time and time again-
Are you sure???

Honestly, if it would have been left up to me, the birth of our Saviour might not have happened either.

Let's face it.
Prior to the wise men following the far away wonder in the sky,
prior to the shepherds worshiping a baby in the manager,
prior to a trip to Bethlehem,
there were the obvious questions.

How will ---?
What happens if---?
What about ---?
And, most likely the biggest question of all -
Are you sure???

Only Mary didn't let the questions stand in the way of God's desire to take her above and beyond her
highest prayers,
dearest desires,
grandest thoughts,
mightiest hopes,
or wildest dreams.

She didn't need to know how.
She didn't wait to find out what would happen if.
She didn't worry about.

And, instead of making sure God was sure, she simply replied that she was sure,
and then, she stepped out into the known.

Because what you and I don't always remember,
what you and I don't always see,
what you and I don't always understand is this:
NOTHING IS UNKNOWN TO GOD.

While we may not know, He does.
While we may wonder, He longs to fill us with wonder.
While we wrestle with the what ifs and the how wills, God already is and already has.
And, while we wonder if God is sure, God is simply waiting for us to be sure and say "yes".

Take me to the moon?
Thankfully, astronauts took this great step for mankind.

Birth the Saviour of the world?
Thankfully, Mary, the one chosen to be blessed among all women,
birthed The One, Jesus Christ, who came to save mankind.

Fulfill our God-given destiny?
Amazingly, God has entrusted THIS to you and me.

This same God who spoke the moon into existence,
and sent His only begotten Son into our very existence,
has a purpose and a plan for us, too.

No doubt it is beyond our
highest prayers,
our dearest desires,
our grandest thoughts,
our mightiest hopes,
our wildest dreams.

No doubt it will have us asking
How will ---?
What happens if ---?
What about ---?

But, when it comes to the biggest question of all,
"Are you sure???",
may we never let uncertainty keep us from what is most certainly true:
GOD KNOWS.

May you and I always be willing
to take our Saviour's hand
and boldly step out into the known.










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Friday, November 25, 2016

His Destiny: To Change Ours~

Several years ago while shopping an after-Christmas sale, I stumbled onto a priceless treasure. I was digging through a huge bin of marked down T-shirts when I saw a navy blue one peeking out from near the bottom of the pile. Since blue has always been my color of choice, I decided this shirt was worth going after. After several minutes of elbowing my way through a sea of shirts, the one that caught my eye was finally within my reach. As I picked it up, I turned it over and looked at the front.

To my surprise, the design on this T-shirt was that of the manger scene. Little baby Jesus was fast asleep in his small cradle, with Mary tenderly seated as his side. As beautiful as this was, more beautiful yet, were the six words printed boldly in white above the picture.

His Destiny was to Change Ours

Here was the true meaning of Christmas spelled out for all to see and yet up until now, this T-shirt had slipped by totally unnoticed and completely unseen, buried at the bottom of a clearance bin! As I stood there, surrounded by a crowd of noisy, energetic shoppers, I felt a hush come over my soul.

Day in and day out we elbow our way through life in an effort to reach our goals, get ahead, succeed, and find true happiness. Digging through the bin of life, we proudly grab these surface level bargains, settling for the leftovers of this world, all the while missing out on our true destiny.

We go to church and accept the surface level truth of Christ's birth, yet never realize that the very essence of Christ and the purpose of his arrival as a tiny baby may still remain buried under piles of ill-fitting religion and theology. How we need to dig deeper, to search more, to grasp the almost incomprehensible ......His destiny was to change ours!


Yes, Christ came to earth as a baby to ultimately die on the cross, making a way of forgiveness, atonement and salvation for us. There is no denying this life-giving truth. Our final and ultimate destiny is to be with him in Heaven through out all eternity. But what about here? What about now?

One of my favorite verses is John 10:10b:
 "I have come that they might have life, and have it more abundantly." KJV

If ever a verse described the destiny of Jesus as it relates to our own, this is it. He came that we might have life and have it more abundantly. Life eternal is most definitely part of the abundant part, but our destiny doesn't begin once our time on this earth is over. NO! Our destiny changes the moment we turn our life over to Christ.

Our can'ts become cans.

I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. 
~Philippians 4:13

Our defeats become victories.

We are more than conquerors through Christ who loves us. 
~Romans 8:37

Our trials become treasures.

And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are called according to his purpose. 
~Romans 8:28

Our desires become reality.

Delight yourself in the Lord and He will give you the desires of your heart.
~ Psalms 37:4

I'm so glad I caught a glimpse of blue peeking out from the bottom of that bin of marked down T-shirts. Yet no happiness in the world will ever begin to match the joy I now feel since I caught a glimpse of my true destiny in Christ.

When it comes to shopping, you will still find me searching through clearance bins in hopes of finding a bargain, but thanks be to God, you will never, ever find me digging through the bargain bins of life or poking through the discounted racks of religion and theology.

I have discovered my true destiny and I'm not settling for anything less than God's best for me!

I am not going to wait until I die to truly start to live.
I am going to live the abundant life now! 

I am going to reach out with every bit of my heart, mind and soul 
and grab onto the treasure I have in Christ.

I am going to start living out my Christ-given destiny.

How about you?

And you shall seek me, and find me, when you shall search for me with all of your heart.
~Jeremiah 29:13


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Wednesday, November 23, 2016

50 Things I'm Thankful for This Year~ (In No Particular Order)


1. God still breathing His breath upon me

2. Prayer warriors who take the battle seriously and fight it aggressively

3. Unexpected blessings from unexpected people in unexpected places in unexpected ways

4. Hugs

5. Take out

6.  God's strength in my inner man that pushes through to my outer man

7. A card in the mailbox

8. Those who shed tears simply because I am

9.  Closed doors

10. The all-encompassing comfort of the Holy Spirit

11. Eyes that see and ears that hear, physically - and most precious of all, spiritually

12. The lingering scent of my man, tucked into the collar of the shirt he wore last

13. The healing found in the warmth of the sun

14. The moments I lived with my handsome honey that have now become memories I can re-live, over and over again, anytime I want

15. Friends who have proven they really are friends

16. That even in the waking up, God is still with me. (Psalms 139:18)

17. The evidence of God's faithfulness in the past that make stepping out into the unknown future so much easier to do

18. Sisters - those who I grew up with, those who I was given through saying "I Do", and those who I have grown up in the Lord with

19. Our blessed hope of Heaven

20. A cup of coffee - the taste and the warmth in my hands - both extremely satisfying

21. God's gracious gift of words - spoken to me and through me

22.  The overwhelming realness of God and His plan for my life that caused me to explode in a sea of tears at the top of the Space Needle in Seattle, Washington  (Maybe I'll blog about this one day. It's a story that really does need to be told.)

23.  Facebook and the companionship it has provided during the loneliest nine months of my life

24.  The peace of God that passes all understanding

25.  Neighbors I never knew ringing my doorbell and asking to help me with my air conditioning and then a few weeks ago, my heat

26.  My Heartprints of God family -  those who read, like, comment, email, and most of all, pray for me

27.  Hot showers

28.  The still small voice of God saying "that's not of Me"

29.  The opportunity to personally thank someone who was instrumental in the development of my faith

30.  The realization of how very loved I am (Few people have been given this precious gift. I am humbled and in awe.)

31.  Every single handwritten note from my Handsome Honey

32.  God supplying me with the courage and the words to speak at my husband's service. He truly does grant us the desires of our heart.

33.  A unstoppable faith in an unstoppable God

34. Sleep  - when it comes so sweetly and deeply

35.  That I know God's heart

36.  The intimate way God shows me -  time and time again - I am in His will and He is by my side (Again - there are blogs posts that need to be written here as well.)

37.  Texts between sisters

38.  A heart more tender and easily broken for those who hurt

39.  These two phrases God has spoken over and over to me this year:
        - "You are a soft voice I use to speak to others in a loud way."
       -  "I am calling you to prophecy to dry bones."

40.  That for every overwhelmingly low moment of grief, I experience an overwhelmingly high moment with God

41.  The right hand of God moving in my life (even in the "Be still" moments.)

42. Turtles who share my patio and birds who share my yard

43.  That when nobody understands, God does

44.  That because of God I can give thanks in all things

45.  That God is in control

46.  That God loved me (and you!) enough to die for us.  No greater love than that.

47.  The safe place that is family

48.  God's unfathomable, immeasurable favor

49. My handsome honey and the honor to be his wife

50. That my God is MORE than enough









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Tuesday, November 22, 2016

As Blessings Unfold~

As I reached for the alarm, and sat up in bed, the dream that had just been interrupted was still vivid in my mind.  As I put on my slippers and made my way down the darkened hallway and into the kitchen, I couldn't help thinking about what I had "witnessed" a few minutes earlier while tucked under my covers, sound asleep. As the coffee brewed and I booted up my laptop, this dream kept making its way to the front seat of my heart, driving every topic of conversation in my mind straight to the image I had seen while I slept.

I was in a car with someone I knew very well (maybe my sister or a dear friend - I couldn't quite tell who). We were driving down a back country road  in the middle of nowhere. As this someone navigated the car down this windy, barren stretch of highway, we rode along enjoying each other's company, laughing, talking, and marveling at the beautiful scenery unfolding before us.

As we topped a small hill, the driver suddenly pulled over on the side of the road.

"What's the matter?" I asked, as she opened  the car door and stepped out.

"I forgot to say 'thank you'," came the reply. "I'll be right back."

Here? I thought.  

In the middle of nowhere?   

Walking through the open countryside without a house or a person in sight?  

Thank you?

I watched as she made her way over to a small cluster of trees.
Then, I watched as she knelt down, right then and there, and began to pray.

Instantly, I turned my head, feeling as though somehow my gaze was intruding,
that this was a holy moment made for two, not three.

Minutes later, she returned to the car and we continued on our way.

"I always forget to say 'thank you'. I pray and God graciously hears my pleas and extends His hand. My life overflows with His blessings. But, so often, without even thinking about it, I snatch up the blessing and go.  I enjoy the gift without thanking the The Giver. I breathe a sigh of relief without whispering a word of thanksgiving to The One who has come to my rescue. I always seem to forget to say 'thank you'."'

We drove a few more minutes in silence, then she continued.

"Like today. My father hasn't been feeling well. This morning, I prayed and asked God to help him, to give him some peace, to help him enjoy his day. When I spoke with my mother a few hours later, she said my father was doing so much better.  I was happy to be sure.  SO very happy, but I didn't bother to stop and say "thank you". Until just now. As we topped that hill, I thought about my father and the way he loves cresting a hill, and I suddenly remembered, once again, I had received of God's hand without so much as a look back, a smile heavenward, or a heartfelt prayer of gratitude.  I just took my blessing and ran."

Beep!  Beep!  Beep!


With the sound of the alarm, my dream was over, just like that.

And yet, even now,
as the warm coffee makes its way down my throat,
and the sleepy in me begins to fade with the light of day,
the message tucked in this dream is holding on tight.

Thank You, Jesus.

God delights in answering our prayers, but He also delights in our thanksgiving. 

Today, as the blessings of God unfold in your life and mine, 
may we not simply take the blessings and run,
may, we too, come to a stop,
pull over from the road of life,
step out of what we are doing,
find a quiet place of retreat,
drop to our knees,
and thank our most merciful, gracious, loving, Heavenly Father.

May we not take hold of the gift
without first holding up our hands to Heaven
and thanking The Giver of all good gifts.

Today, (and every single moment of every single day)
as the blessings of God unfold in our life, 
may we remember to fold our hands in prayer and say 
"thank you".~♥ 



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Thursday, November 17, 2016

When God Takes Pleasure~









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Wednesday, November 16, 2016

The Voice of One~

As I came down the hallway,
I heard his voice,
only the distance between where he was
and where I was
caused it to be muffled,
unidentifiable.

As I drew closer to my office
and the voice became clearer,
I knew that I knew this voice.
It was familiar,
but still,
my mind couldn't quite place this mystery voice
with the correct face.

And then,
I saw him.

Standing in the hallway,
outside my office door,
was the pastor who I was hired to work under
seven years ago.

God had since called him to other places,
but for this morning,
for this moment,
he was back,
visiting and catching up,
on the very same morning
I was here to clean out my office
and move on to the new place
God was apparently calling me.

Only God could orchestrate that.

After we exchanged greetings
and he continued to talk with our current pastor,
in the memory of my mind -
God took me back to the day
I was hired.

"Stacy, We'd love to have you as part of our staff if you would like to join us."

"I'm so honored you would extend me this invitation.  But, I'm sorry.  I'm not Methodist.  I have no idea what Methodists believe.  I'm not sure what your expectations for me would be."

He had looked right at me,
and with a smile on his face,
and an earnestness in his voice,
spoke words I have never forgotten.

"Stacy, it's more than obvious you love Jesus.  And, from watching you work in our Children's Department, it's also more than obvious you love children and they love you.  If you can get our children to love Jesus like you love Jesus, well - that's all I need you to do."

Now,
here we were,
face to face,
seven years later.

Now,
instead of beginning my ministry here,
I was packing my office
and walking out the door.

As I stood looking at this pastor in the hallway,
remembering the words we had shared seven years earlier,
I heard the Lord speak words of His own to my heart.

"Well done, my child.  Well done."

And, I knew.

God,
who had called me to serve at this church
seven years earlier,
was now preciously confirming to me
I had met His expectations.

Maybe I hadn't met the expectations of man,
but that was more than ok,
because all along,
from the moment I had said yes to serving at this church
I knew I was working for God.

And yet,
(I am ashamed to admit)
here I sit,
almost seven weeks later
from having been released from my job,
wrestling with feelings of
hurt,
rejection,
and abandonment.

And, I wonder if you are like me?

I wonder if,
instead of listening to The Voice of Truth,
you, too, allow the opinions of the world,
and sometimes,
the opinions of maybe even just one person,
to drown out what you know
God has spoken over you
and to you.

The voice of one.

That's all it takes,
really,
to either lift us up,
or knock us down.

And, I don't understand
why I would purposely choose
to listen to any other voice
than the voice of my Father God.

"Maybe God is calling you to let that go, too."

She sits on my couch,
a dear friend who loves deep with the love of the Lord.

And, of all the things
God has called me to let go of
these past nine months -
my husband,
my job,
the voice of man,
this one should be the easiest,
and yet,
the struggle is so real.

"Losing my husband was hard," I tell her.  "But, I know that was of God."
A sudden heart attack.
God's timing.

"But, losing my job.  This - this has truly wounded me because it was of man."

And yet,
deep down inside I know,
I truly know,
it all comes back to the one voice
I heard in the hallway
that Monday, seven weeks ago -
unmistakable and clear,
completely identifiable,
the voice of my Heavenly Father.

"Well done, my child. Well done."

These are the words
I need to allow
to grip my heart.

These are the words of truth.

And, again - I wonder -
what words,
from your Heavenly Father,
do you need to allow
to grip your heart?

What words from others
have you been holding on to instead?

"Maybe God is calling you to let that go, too."

She's right.
She is absolutely right.

There is only one voice
you and I need to hear.

The voice of One.

The voice of our Heavenly Father.

And, when we do -
when we allow His voice
to be THE VOICE
in our life,
there is absolutely no doubt
you and I will continue to hear,
time and time again,
"Well done, my child. Well done."

We might not meet the expectations of man,
but that's ok,
because you and I both know
we are living to please our God.

And,
if God is pleased,
then really,
don't you agree? -
you and I should be pleased, too.









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