This morning, I taught 2nd and 3rd grade Sunday School, helped with kids worship, fed my family, cried with a good friend and helped her get things ready for her husband’s funeral, cried more, came home and took the kids swimming at mom’s clubhouse and came home to get them to bed and spend some time with my husband. I tried to resemble Jesus all day. I tried to be His mouth and eyes and arms. I wrapped myself in His love and fed myself from His power. It didn’t matter what my plans had been. My will was bowed under His. It was an amazing day. I am His. I want every day to be so good. I feel blessed. It is so very sweet to attempt to resemble our Savior and live as He would. What a challenge! What a delight!❤
To lose your husband unexpectedly has to be one of the hardest experiences of life. He was young, no more than 50. Not ill. Never had a sign of suffering or pain, just died overnight out of nowhere. Wake up next to a dead body instead of your husband. That is what happened this morning to my good, long time friend Susie. She had no idea that the “I love you. Sweet dreams” would have been the last time she said that ever. My heart throbs for her, tears flow. I am dropping my afternoon plans to be with her. I don’t know what to say but I know beyond all doubt that I need to keep her company and be there for and with her. So, I will cry with her, hold her, love her. And when things happen, changing your own plans is the Jesus thing to do. She has God’s peace but I need to be arms for her for Jesus.❤
When out driving with my friends way back in high school, we left our destination after dark in the winter in Michigan. One wrong turn after another and we were lost. I have this intrinsic ability God gave me for direction and the gift of calm during crisis. Kevin was driving and I was sitting behind him next to 3 friends and there were 2 passengers in the front. Everyone was panicking and yelling for poor Kevin to go this way and that, the whole spirit of confusion was strong. And I casually, calmly was whispering directions to Kevin and he was listening to me and turning as I instructed, adding fuel to the yelling of the others. When we were out of the lost part and back to the easily familiar close to home, the car settled. Everyone got as quiet as we ever got and they praised Kevin for the success asked Kevin why they didn’t listen to them. He said, “I listened to Tonya because she was the only calm voice.” And I thought of that story with the whole rapture date predictions. Jesus said no one knows the day or the hour. I mean, you can feel something coming. The whole world seems uptight and ramping up. But I read my Bible and am ready whenever Jesus comes for us who love Him passionately and the rest I dismiss and listen to the calm, still small voice of the Holy Spirit who only speaks truth. The noise is not God. God is peace. He is the truth in calm. Praise God! ❤ ❤ ❤
So apparently, the second week after a hurricane, some things are still not back to normal. There is no milk anywhere, so hurricanes produce milk shortages. I never knew that, this being my first one. I am learning as I go here and have to keep changing plans like cooking every day for breakfast instead of sometimes having cereal. Also, took the kids down for homeschool PE and the fields were still closed, so changed gears and did school and yard cleanup instead. Yesterday was already to teach Sunday School and it had been cancelled (found out when I got there) and had to entertain the kids until worship. Evidently things stay closed a long time and everyone assumed you know that. And now I do know, learning as I go. But I would rather be there and be ready and then find out it is postponed than to have go time and be unprepared and sleeping. I think that way about the rapture, the catching away of the true Christians, like the parable of the wedding Jesus spoke of, where half the bridesmaids were ready when the groom came and could attend the marriage ceremony and half were caught unprepared and we’re left behing. I want to be a part of the marriage. Jesus really wants everyone there. He wants people to be ready. No one knows the day or hour but there is a day and hour coming sooner than it was a minute ago, sooner than it was yesterday, soon. Now is the time to purify our hearts and draw close to God in prayer and be ready.❤
No matter what loss, Jesus is our comfort.
No matter what sorrow, Jesus stays with you.
No matter what sin, Jesus forgives.
No matter what changes, Jesus is constant.
No matter what foe, Jesus is stronger.
No matter what force or spirit, Jesus is more powerful.
No matter what hard times, Jesus is our hope.
No matter the disappointment, Jesus fulfills.
No matter the darkness, Jesus is the light.
No matter the ugliness, Jesus is beautiful.
No matter the need, Jesus provides the solution.
No matter the sickness, Jesus has the cure.
No matter the rejection, Jesus Christ loves and accepts you.
No matter the bleakness, Jesus Christ saves.❤❤❤
The loss happens first
It is deep and ugly and painful
Darkest moment of my life was the loss
The pain of losing him who loved me
I still miss him, still love him, still have the loss.
A year later, I still have the loss the same as the day I lost him.
I still cannot say his name without crying.
And yet as a Christian I have a hope,
The hope of reunion in heaven.
The hope that there is more than now
And Jesus comes for us soon.
And I wait and hope to see him again
And before that happy reunion, I hold my Jesus.
As He is in my heart, he is in my heart
But Jesus wins. He always wins.
My precious Savior is my first hope.
And I love Jesus deepest and will see you again after.❤❤❤ ❤
Acts 4:11. ‘Jesus is “‘the stone you builders rejected, which has become the cornerstone.’ 12. Salvation is found in no one else, for there is no other name under heaven given to mankind by which we must be saved.”‘