Give me a word, Lord: PATCHWORK QUILT

Psalm 139:13-16 You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body and knit me together in my mother’s womb. Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex! Your workmanship is marvelous—how well I know it. You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion, as I was woven together in the dark of the womb. You saw me before I was born. Every day of my life was recorded in your book. Every moment was laid out before a single day had passed.

1 John 3:2 Dear friends, we are already God’s children, but he has not yet shown us what we will be like when Christ appears. But we do know that we will be like him, for we will see him as he really is.

This past Friday, my aunt asked us to come to her home, the home of my late grandparents, to go through some of my grandmother’s things. She had a variety of personal belongings that had belonged to my grandmother, and she wanted to share these things with her grandchildren. There was nothing of great monetary value, but oh what priceless items she shared! She gave each of us an old quilt that had been hand sewn by my grandmother. These quilts were not show quilts that one would hang on the wall. No, these quilts were hand sewn together with great love and hard work by my daddy’s mother many years ago. As a matter of fact, they hadn’t only been sewn by my grandmother, they had also been well used over the years. The quilt I received is a beautiful patchwork of colorful fabric woven together so that each piece fits perfectly together to form a quilt. One of the edges is worn and raveling, but I still think it is a work of art because I know that it was created by the hands of my loving grandmother. And though the edges are unraveling, parts of the quilt are completely intact and secure: the quilting stitches. They may be the smallest stitches in the whole quilt, but they are also the strongest, and those simple hand sewn quilting stitches keep the quilt from falling apart.

I hung the quilt over my balcony railing. Though tattered and worn, it represents much more to me than an old bed covering. When I look at that quilt, I see a resemblance to each of our lives. We are like that old patchwork quilt. Our loving Father has crafted us. Yes, He knit us together in our mother’s womb, and He didn’t forget one single, perfect stitch. Just as every quilt that my grandmother made was unique, our Father created us uniquely different. He provided each of us with the perfect shade of color, and He gave each of us a distinct beauty of our own. There is not another quilt exactly like the one my grandma made in this whole world, and there is not another person exactly like you or exactly like me either. We are all fearfully and wonderfully made by our Father.

But that’s not all of the story. Our Father made us wonderfully, but He isn’t finished with us yet. He designed each and every one of us with a special plan in mind. My grandmother had to take a multitude of fabric pieces and place them together, fit the side by side, lay out a design, and carefully stitch the pieces in place to form the beauty of a quilt. Our Lord and Savior created each one of us with a very personal and specific plan for our lives. He gave each of us special talents and abilities to carry out that specific plan. Our Father adds and removes people from our lives that help shape us into the person that He desires for us to be. He may completely rearrange our lives when necessary to shape us for His use and His glory. However, through all of the changes, the shaping, and possibly a nip here or a tuck there, our Father gently puts all of the pieces together to form a beautiful patchwork quilt tapestry of life that glorifies Him.

Yes, my friends, we are all like an old patchwork quilt. We may feel tattered and worn from time to time, but we have to remember that we are gently sewn together by the Master. He gently sews each quilting stitch in place. He holds us together in the palm of His hands, and though we may feel like we are going to fall apart, we only need remember that the Master formed us fearfully and wonderfully, and He will hold us together just like those hand sewn quilting stitches. If you are feeling like all of the pieces of your life are falling apart, go to the Master quilter. He will gently but surely put all the pieces back together again for your good and His glory.

Give me a word, Lord: THE TOMB IS EMPTY

Matthew 28:1-10 Early on Sunday morning, as the new day was dawning, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went out to visit the tomb. Suddenly there was a great earthquake! For an angel of the Lord came down from heaven, rolled aside the stone, and sat on it. His face shone like lightning, and his clothing was as white as snow. The guards shook with fear when they saw him, and they fell into a dead faint.  Then the angel spoke to the women. “Don’t be afraid!” he said. “I know you are lookig for Jesus, who was crucified. He isn’t here! He is risen from the dead, just as he said would happen. Come, see where his body was lying. And now, go quickly and tell his disciples that he has risen from the dead, and he is going ahead of you to Galilee. You will see him there. Remember what I have told you.” The women ran quickly from the tomb. They were very frightened but also filled with great joy, and they rushed to give the disciples the angel’s message. And as they went, Jesus met them and greeted them. And they ran to him, grasped his feet, and worshiped him. Then Jesus said to them, “Don’t be afraid! Go tell my brothers to leave for Galilee, and they will see me there.”

Happy Easter, Peeps! Today we celebrate the resurrection of our Lord and Savior. Good Friday was a terrible day for our Savior when He hung on that cross. He was tortured and crucified for our sins. He could have stopped the men from crucifying Him. He could have stopped them with a look or even one word, but He didn’t. He could have avoided the beatings, the crown of thorns, the piercings, and oh, the suffering. He could have stopped them dead in their tracks. But He didn’t! He didn’t stop them. It was prophesied long before that dreadful day that Jesus would be the propitiation for our sins. It was foretold that this Messiah would be the Holy Lamb of God. Yes, our Lord and Savior went through pure agony, extreme suffering, awful pain, and even death. He did this for you, and He did this for me. I tear up when I think of the anguish that my Savior endured so that all of my sins could be forgiven. I hang my head in shame when I think about all of the many times I have failed Him. This Savior died on that old rugged cross for my sins. The shear thought of such an act of immeasurable love shakes me to my core.

But we must remember that the tomb is empty. Death could not hold Him. The stone was rolled away. The linen cloth was folded. His body was not there. Just as it was prophesied, Christ arose on that third day. The angel shared this fact at the empty tomb, but we don’t have only the word of the angel. Over 500 people saw the risen Savior after that faithful day. Can you imagine the surprise of the women who went to prepare the body with perfumes and oils? Can you imagine the shock? They believed that He was the Messiah, but their faith had possibly died with their Savior. They thought that He was gone forever, and they wanted to prepare His body for eternity in that tomb. But He was not there. Just imagine how they must have felt! The resurrection of Jesus changed the course of history forever.

That empty tomb is something that we can hold onto. The empty tomb declares that our lives are not merely on a one way trip to the cemetery. No, the resurrection of our Savior and that empty tomb declare that there is hope. We don’t have to fear death. We don’t have to fear the tomb. No, my friends, if we are in Christ, death on earth is just the beginning. We too will be resurrected to live in eternity with our Father. I can only imagine how wonderful that day will be. I pray that you know without a shadow of a doubt that you too will be spending eternity with our Savior. If you do not know this, today is the absolute best day to invite Jesus into your heart! It is resurrection day. Let your dead heart be resurrected today. He will make you new!

The tomb is empty! Let us celebrate the risen Savior!

Give me a word, Lord: RAISED UP

John 12:1-2 Six days before the Passover celebration began, Jesus arrived in Bethany, the home of Lazarus—the man he had raised from the dead. A dinner was prepared in Jesus’ honor. Martha served, and Lazarus was among those who ate with him.

Last week in our ladies’ Bible study, we look at John chapter 11, but rather than focusing our attention on Jesus raising Lazarus from the dead, we paid particular attention to the four day waiting period that occurred from the time of Lazarus’ death until the time that Jesus arrived at Bethany. We also considered the response of both Martha and Mary, the sisters of Lazarus and the weight of the wait. The wait for Jesus must have been almost too much for the sisters. They knew Jesus. He was a personal friend to them, and they knew in their hearts that if He had been there, Lazarus would not have died. They even sent word to Jesus regarding Lazarus’ illness, but Jesus tarried. He delayed His return to Bethany on purpose so that the glory of God would be made known. There was a belief of some during that time period that up to three days after death, there was some mystical way that breath could be restored to a dead person. Jesus didn’t return on day one, two, or three. No, He showed up on day four. It was too late for Lazarus in the eyes of those in Bethany, but it wasn’t too late for Jesus. Perhaps everyone had given up hope. The sisters who had faith that Jesus was the Messiah had even lost faith. Their hope was dead. But Jesus…Jesus arrived right on time raised up Lazarus from the dead, and at the same time, He raised up both Mary and Martha from a dead place in their hearts. His actions brought their dead faith back to life. Yes, He raised them up too.

When we read chapter 12, we see that Lazarus, the man that was raised up from the dead, is sitting at a table and eating with Jesus. This is a pretty cool thing to consider. Literally, a man who was dead is now dining at the table with the Jesus. That is powerful. This is a reflection of what God still does for His people today. Lazarus was dead, but Jesus raised him from the dead and seated him right beside him at the table. Jesus does the same thing for you and I. Until we come to know Christ as our Lord and Savior, we are dead. We are spiritually as dead as Lazarus was in that tomb, but we don’t have to stay dead. When we accept Jesus as our Savior and invite Him into our hearts, He gives us a newness of life. For we died and were buried with Christ by baptism. And just as Christ was raised from the dead by the glorious power of the Father, now we also may live new lives. Romans 6:4 Yes, He raises us up, and that is not all. He then seats us in a seat of honor and glory with Him. That even though we were dead because of our sins, he gave us life when he raised Christ from the dead. (It is only by God’s grace that you have been saved!) For he raised us from the dead along with Christ and seated us with him in the heavenly realms because we are united with Christ Jesus. Ephesians 2:5-6

Before Christ, we are lifeless. With Christ, we become full of life, but that is not all. He doesn’t just give us life everlasting, He invites us to sit at the table with Him. He invites us in. He invites us into a close fellowship with Him, a loving relationship, and true communion with Christ. If that doesn’t rock your world, you better check your pulse! So many times in this life, we worry and fret because we didn’t receive and invitation to someone else’s table. We may feel we were not good enough. We may think that the other person doesn’t like us. We may feel that we have done something to offend them. None of that matters to God! He knows who we are to the very center of our beings. He knows us. He knows the good, the bad, and the ugly, and yet He wants to raise us up from the death of sin, and He wants to bring us right to His table. He wants to forgive us of our sins and trespasses, and He wants to wash us whiter than snow. And just like Lazarus, He wants to seat us in a place of honor and glory.

Isn’t Jesus just absolutely, totally amazing, y’all? The love and grace that He has for mankind is absolutely mind boggling. We are such broken people, but He takes the broken and makes us new. He raises us up from spiritual death and revives us. He can take any part of our life that is dead and resuscitate it. If you are feeling a bit lifeless today, call on Jesus. He will raise you up today! He is inviting you to His table. That is an invitation that you really need to accept!

Give me a word, Lord: HOLY WEEK: CRUCIFIXION FRIDAY

John 19: 28-30 Jesus knew that his mission was now finished, and to fulfill Scripture he said, “I am thirsty.” A jar of sour wine was sitting there, so they soaked a sponge in it, put it on a hyssop branch, and held it up to his lips. When Jesus had tasted it, he said, “It is finished!” Then he bowed his head and gave up his spirit.

Today we celebrate Good Friday, a day that was so gloomy and sad, but also a day that lead to redemption and salvation for us all. We continue our reflection on the events that lead up to that glorious resurrection day as we look at Friday’s events. This week, I have been sharing the words of a friend of mine for this Holy Week rather than my own words. The words were written by a friend of mine, Bro. William “Quentin” McCardle. Quentin was not only a friend, he was a pastor and a high school culinary arts teacher. He touched the lives of many during his short time on earth. Bro. Quentin was called to his heavenly home last year. However, he left behind a legacy. Each year during Holy Week, he shared a daily devotional describing the events of that particular day of the week. I have been honoring Bro. Quentin’s memory by sharing his writings in my blog this week. I pray that you have enjoyed these writings. Today I will share the last of Bro. Quentin’s Holy Week devotionals. Let us continue to savor the Word of God each day and realize the great price our Lord paid for our salvation. Please read John chapter 19 as part of your daily Bible readings today, but don’t forget your tissues. There will be tears. The following words are those of Bro Quentin.

I can’t help but wonder how many people truly know the reason we have Good Friday. It’s not about Easter Bunnies or garden planting nor is it “just another day.” Today is the commemoration of an event that changed the course of human history. When Jesus said, “It is finished,” the plan of salvation had been completed. Jesus accomplished what millions of gallons of animal blood couldn’t do! As the Lamb of God shed His blood the veil that stood between the priest and God was opened. We no longer need priests to cover our sins, Jesus is the High Priest and He makes intercession for us! Blessed be the Lamb of Glory. He paid a debt He didn’t owe because I owed a debt I couldn’t pay!

Give me a word, Lord: HOLY WEEK: MAUNDY THURSDAY

John 13:1-5 Before the Passover celebration, Jesus knew that his hour had come to leave this world and return to his Father. He had loved his disciples during his ministry on earth, and now he loved them to the very end. It was time for supper, and the devil had already prompted Judas, son of Simon Iscariot, to betray Jesus. Jesus knew that the Father had given him authority over everything and that he had come from God and would return to God. So he got up from the table, took off his robe, wrapped a towel around his waist, and poured water into a basin. Then he began to wash the disciples’ feet, drying them with the towel he had around him.

We continue our reflection on the events that lead up to that glorious resurrection day as we look at Thursday’s events. This week, I have sharing the words of a friend of mine for this Holy Week rather than my own words. The words were written by a friend of mine, Bro. William “Quentin” McCardle. Quentin was not only a friend, he was a pastor and a high school culinary arts teacher. He touched the lives of many during his short time on earth, and left this earth at a young age. However, he left behind a legacy. Each year during Holy Week, he shared a daily devotional describing the events of that particular day of the week. I am continuing to honor Bro. Quentin by sharing his writings in my blog this week. Let us take this week to really savor the Word of God and realize the great price our Lord paid for our salvation. Please read John chapter 13 verses 1 through 20 as part of your daily Bible readings today. The following words were written by Bro. Quentin.

Maundy Thursday is the day Jesus celebrated Passover with His disciples. After the meal, he took a towel and began to wash the disciples feet. Can you imagine? The Lord of Glory seen fit to wash another’s feet? This was a job reserved for a mere servant not God incarnate. Yet Jesus told them He came to serve and serve He did! You see, through foot washing we are taught the importance of servant-leadership. So often we are guilty of mere lip service but when people see your humility and unselfish works, they can see Christ in you! The act of foot washing also reminds us that even though my faith is in Christ and He has cleansed me from all unrighteousness, the sins I commit daily hinder my relationship with Him until they too are repented of. Serve Christ today by serving others. John 13:1-20. By the way, Maundy is a Latin term for foot washing!

Give me a word, Lord: HOLY WEEK: WEDNESDAY

John 12:4-8 But Judas Iscariot, the disciple who would soon betray him, said, “That perfume was worth a year’s wages. It should have been sold and the money given to the poor. Not that he cared for the poor—he was a thief, and since he was in charge of the disciples’ money, he often stole some for himself. Jesus replied, “Leave her alone. She did this in preparation for my burial. You will always have the poor among you, but you will not always have me.”

We continue our reflection on the events that lead up to that glorious resurrection day as we look at Wednesday’s events. This week, I have sharing the words of a friend of mine for this Holy Week rather than my own words. The words were written by a friend of mine, Bro. William “Quentin” McCardle. Quentin was not only a friend, he was a pastor and a high school culinary arts teacher. He touched the lives of many during his short time on earth. I am honoring Bro. Quentin by sharing his writings in my blog this week. Let us take this week to really savor the Word of God and realize the great price our Lord paid for our salvation. Please read John chapter 11 and 12 as part of your daily Bible readings today. The following words were written by Bro. Quentin.

Today is Spy Wednesday and the belief is that today marks the day when Jesus was anointed in Bethany. The disciples wanted Jesus to rebuke the one who anointed Him believing the ointment could have been sold and added to the treasury. Judas desired to keep the money and after this event he decided to spy on Christ for the Sanhedrin. We are often too quick to pass judgement on Judas for betraying Christ for 30 pieces of silver, but how many times do we also betray our Lord by living for our own selfish desires? Isn’t He worth more to you than things of the world? He should be……..God help us to totally yield to Him.

Give me a word, Lord: HOLY WEEK: TUESDAY

Matthew 24:3-8 Later, Jesus sat on the Mount of Olives. His disciples came to him privately and said, “Tell us, when will all this happen? What sign will signal your return and the end of the world?” Jesus told them, “Don’t let anyone mislead you, for many will come in my name, claiming, ‘I am the Messiah.’ They will deceive many. And you will hear of wars and threats of wars, but don’t panic. Yes, these things must take place, but the end won’t follow immediately. Nation will go to war against nation, and kingdom against kingdom. There will be famines and earthquakes in many parts of the world. But all this is only the first of the birth pains, with more to come.

Yesterday, I began sharing the words of a friend of mine for this Holy Week rather than my own words. The words were written by a friend of mine, Bro. William “Quentin” McCardle. Quentin was not only a friend, he was a pastor and a high school culinary arts teacher. He touched the lives of many during his short time on earth. I am sharing his Holy Week devotionals this week as a reminder for us to reflect on the days that lead up to the crucifixion and resurrection, but I am also sharing these words to honor the memory of a wonderful man of God. Let us continue to savor the Word of God and realize the great price our Lord paid for our salvation as we study His Word this week. Please read Matthew chapter 24 as part of your daily Bible readings today. The following words were written by Bro. Quentin.

Today is known to many as Holy Tuesday. Traditionally this is the day Jesus gave the Olivet Discourse prophesying the destruction of Jerusalem and his return. Hatred and animosity would be the trademark of society, many would claim to be the messiah, nations would war with others, famines and natural disasters would become commonplace; all this would lead up to his return. The Olivet message was taught to give the disciples of Jesus hope for tomorrow. They would soon see the hatred of the world turn toward Jesus, not long after, they would face much of the same persecutions. All of the disciples, with the exception of John, were martyred for their belief in Jesus. But the Olivet sermon still gave the disciples hope and filled their hearts with joy because Jesus would come again and establish His kingdom! No matter how rough the world is, it’s all part of a bigger picture and purpose, but we have no need to fear! Those who have placed their faith and trust in Christ will rejoice at His return. Christians are admonished to keep watching, keep waiting and keep working! Today is a good day to be thinking of His return. Are you ready to meet Him? (Read Matthew 24)

Give me a word, Lord: HOLY WEEK: MONDAY

Mark 11:12-25 The next day as they were leaving Bethany, Jesus was hungry. Seeing in the distance a fig tree in leaf, he went to find out if it had any fruit. When he reached it, he found nothing but leaves, because it was not the season for figs. Then he said to the tree, “May no one ever eat fruit from you again.” And his disciples heard him say it. On reaching Jerusalem, Jesus entered the temple courts and began driving out those who were buying and selling there. He overturned the tables of the money changers and the benches of those selling doves, and would not allow anyone to carry merchandise through the temple courts. And as he taught them, he said, “Is it not written: ‘My house will be called a house of prayer for all nations’? But you have made it ‘a den of robbers.’” The chief priests and the teachers of the law heard this and began looking for a way to kill him, for they feared him, because the whole crowd was amazed at his teaching. When evening came, Jesus and his disciples went out of the city. In the morning, as they went along, they saw the fig tree withered from the roots. Peter remembered and said to Jesus, “Rabbi, look! The fig tree you cursed has withered!” “Have faith in God,” Jesus answered. “Truly I tell you, if anyone says to this mountain, ‘Go, throw yourself into the sea,’ and does not doubt in their heart but believes that what they say will happen, it will be done for them. Therefore I tell you, whatever you ask for in prayer, believe that you have received it, and it will be yours. And when you stand praying, if you hold anything against anyone, forgive them, so that your Father in heaven may forgive you your sins.”

As we all know, this is the week that leads up to Resurrection Sunday, also known as Easter. This is the day that we celebrate the resurrection of our Lord and Savior. I think that this is a great time for reflection on the events that lead up to that glorious resurrection day, and I would like to do something a bit different this week. I am going to share the words of a friend of mine rather than my own words. The words that you will read over the next five days were written by my friend, Bro. William “Quentin” McCardle. Quentin was not only a friend, he was a pastor and a high school culinary arts teacher. He touched the lives of many during his short time on earth. He invited me to speak at his church once, and his flock welcomed me with open arms. He also spoke at one of our ladies’ ministry meetings at our church and taught us to prepare some hot and spicy jambalaya. He told us that he planned to have a cookbook printed one day, and he like the title “Praise the Lord and Pass the Biscuits.” That dream never came to fruition as Bro. Quentin was called to his heavenly home last year. Bro. Quentin was a man who loved God, loved his family, loved his church, loved his students, and loved to cook. However, he left us at a young age, but he behind a legacy. Each year during Holy Week, he shared a daily devotional describing the events of that particular day of the week. I would like to honor Bro. Quentin by sharing his writings in my blog this week. The following words are his, not mine. Let us take this week to really savor the Word of God and realize the great price our Lord paid for our salvation. Read Mark chapter 11 as part of your daily scripture reading today.

During Holy Week I want to share the significance of each day. Leading up to the Lord’s crucifixion and resurrection. Monday was the day Jesus headed to the Temple and was angered by the thievery taking place there. However, on His way he noticed a fig tree full of leaves. Being hungry, he approached the tree hoping to eat of it’s fruit, but the tree was barren. He then cursed the tree and by the next day, it had withered and died. When asked to explain, He likened the fig tree to Israel. They had the Word of the Law and Prophets but yet failed to realize Jesus is the Messiah. They had a form of godliness, but instead of trusting Jesus, they placed their faith in their religious obligations, thus making them useless in Kingdom work. Don’t be guilty of trusting in your religion. Religion teaches you how to try and work your way into the Kingdom, but only faith and trust in the Messiah will take you there. Don’t be like the barren fig tree, you may look like a healthy Christian, but if you aren’t producing fruit, you are worthless to the Lords work. Stay tuned for Tuesday’s significance as we follow Christ during the last week of His earthly ministry.

Give me a word, Lord: WHO AM I?

John 1:12 But to all who believed him and accepted him, he gave the right to become children of God.

2 Corinthians 5:17 This means that anyone who belongs to Christ has become a new person. The old life is gone; a new life has begun!

I venture to say that we all know who Christ is. He is Lord, Master, Teacher, Son of God, Lamb of God, the Great I Am, Yahweh, king of Kings, Immanuel, the Alpha and Omega, the Light of the world, the Resurrection and the Life, and the list goes on and on. If we are His children, we know who He is. We know how wonderful and marvelous our Master and Savior truly is. But what is our identity? Who are we? That is the thought I am pondering on this beautiful bluebird morning. Who am I in Christ?

When we accept Christ into our hearts, and truly allow Him to be the Lord of our lives, we are changed. We become a new person in Christ, and that old person is no more. Scripture gives us many examples of who we are in Christ. Let us review a few of these from scripture to remind us of who we are. We are holy and without blame, and chosen to be His even before the beginning of the world. Even before he made the world, God loved us and chose us in Christ to be holy and without fault in his eyes. (Ephesians 1:4) We are friends of Christ. Now you are my friends, since I have told you everything the Father told me. (John 15:15) We are adopted as His children. God decided in advance to adopt us into his own family by bringing us to himself through Jesus Christ. This is what he wanted to do, and it gave him great pleasure. (Ephesians 1:5) We have been justified. Therefore, since we have been made right in God’s sight by faith, we have peace with God because of what Jesus Christ our Lord has done for us. (Romans 5:1) We have been given direct access to the Father. Now all of us can come to the Father through the same Holy Spirit because of what Christ has done for us. (Ephesians 2:18) We are citizens of heaven. But we are citizens of heaven, where the Lord Jesus Christ lives. And we are eagerly waiting for him to return as our Savior. (Philippians 3:20) We are victorious. But thank God! He gives us victory over sin and death through our Lord Jesus Christ. (1 Corinthians 15:57) And this list goes on and on.

When we look in the mirror do we see this person whom we are in Christ? Do we see a person who is holy and without blame? Do we see a friend of Christ? Do we see ourselves as heirs to the throne, adopted children of God? Do we realize that we have been justified? Do we realize that we have direct access to God because of Christ…and do we take advantage of that direct line regularly? Do we call on our Father in our time of need? Do we go to Him and sing praises and thank Him for our many blessings? Do we truly realize that we are citizens of heaven? And do we recognize that we are victorious through Christ? Do we see that we are wonderful creations made by a loving Father? We were knitted together in our mother’s womb. He knows the number of hairs on our heads. We are so wonderfully and unconditionally loved by our Father. We are His and He is ours.

I fear that when we look in the mirror we don’t see that person. We see someone who needs a little bit of reprimanding. We see a person who has messed up too many times to count. We see a person who is struggling to get through the day. We see a person who is tired and weary, and one who isn’t sure how to make it through even one more day. Well, my friend, I challenge you to go look in your mirror right now and see the person that you truly are! You are a child of God, loved by the king of Kings. You are an heir to the throne of God, and you have been adopted into His family. You have been made worthy by the blood of Christ. You are fearfully and wonderfully made. And you are so LOVED by our God. Can you see it now? Your identity is in Christ. It is not in the world. See yourself as Christ sees you! You were made in His image. You are His, and He is yours!

Give me a word, Lord: I’M NOT LUCKY

Psalm 145:9 The Lord is good to everyone. He showers compassion on all his creation.

Romans 8:28 And we know that God causes everything to work together for the good of those who love God and are called according to his purpose for them.

Ruth 2:12 May the Lord, the God of Israel, under whose wings you have come to take refuge, reward you fully for what you have done.

I have been told that I am a very lucky person to have such an awesome career, home, and life. I beg to differ. I am not a lucky person. I don’t win things. I wasn’t born with a silver spoon in my mouth, and I won’t be winning any grand prizes. I know people who appear to be very lucky. There are people who seem to win every contest they enter. Some people who just seem to have the Midas touch in which everything they touch turns to gold. Not this old girl, though! No I don’t think luck has anything to do with my current situation. I am the person that I am today and have the things I have because of the innumerable blessings of my Father. Yes, it is blessings from God and hard work on my part that has made me into the woman I am today.

People tend to look on the outside. They see the outer package. They see the cover of the book, but they do not have any idea how the story goes. The pages of my life have many twists and turns. There are plot twists and surprises all along the way. There has been tragedy, but there has been great joy. I was once a scared young woman who decided to take on the challenge of nursing school. I aced it, but I didn’t do that on my own accord. The good Lord carried me through. Later, that same young girl decided to be an acute care nurse practitioner, but her good God said no. I then applied for the family nurse practitioner program, and was accepted immediately. I aced that program too, but not on my own accord. My good Savior saved me. He carried me through. I married much too young at the age of barely nineteen. That marriage failed because although God was in me, He wasn’t in the marriage. Little did I know, my good God had a plan so much better for my life. He blessed me with four children, the most kind, loving, sweet Christian husband, wonderful in-laws, and the true meaning of family.

I live in a wonderful little home in which our back deck overlooks a little creek that runs through our eighty acre forest. I am surrounded by many of God’s creations…trees, flowers, and critters of many species. I walk hand in hand with a man I truly love. I have a fantastic career, although for the past year, I haven’t really loved what I do as much thanks to good old COVID-19, but still I see the blessings in each and every day at work. I am blessed with the best husband I could ever hope for, great kids, and the best grandson. I have also been blessed with a great daddy, sibling, aunts, uncles, cousins, and friends too.

Yes, to anyone who didn’t really know me, they might think that I am one lucky girl. I am here to tell you that LUCK has nothing to do with it, nothing at all to do with it! It is all God, ya’ll. Everything I have, all of the material possession, I have because God blessed me with these things. All that I am, my ability to succeed in school and then in my career, is because God blessed me with those gifts and talents and a good brain. I am nothing without my Savior, and I have realized through the years that if all of the things I have in this life were taken away, if every single thing disappeared, gone in a heartbeat, I would still be okay because I would still have my Savior. And my Savior is all I really need.

I praise His name day in and day out because this girl knows that she isn’t lucky. This girl knows that everything she has comes from above, and I know that my God causes everything to work together for the good of those who love God and are called according to his purpose for them. No, I’m not lucky at all, but I am terrifically blessed by a loving, wonderful God!