Encouraging Deep Roots

I joined about 80 other women from around the world who are part of our denomination for a time of prayer this morning. We were praying specifically for the countries of Turkey and Syria. The churches in those countries have boots on the ground as they work to bring food, drink, shelter and clothing to those who are in crisis do to the devastating earthquakes there. As we prayed I felt my heart shatter and break for people in trauma. We prayed for those who have lost loved ones, those who are injured, those who have lost all of their possessions and those who are still trapped. My heart shattered over the renewed realization that so many people in this world are in total devastation - helpless, hopeless and suffering. And yet, I can be so self-absorbed and selfish. My problems seem so small in comparison.  Unfortunately, our churches can be that way too. I've met so many hurting people who truly need someone to come alongside them and love on them. And what are we concerned about?...

There are times in my life when I get a deep sense of the presence of the Lord. It doesn't always happen, but lately I've experienced it more.  Yesterday, was one of those times. Was it because I was in deep reflection and prayer? No. Was it during a time of church or district ministry? No. Was it because I had some profound inspirational thoughts? No. In fact, I was driving back home after spending a couple of hours chatting with my mother-in-law and father-in-law. I woke up yesterday morning and had the desire to bring them dinner. So before church I whipped up a batch of brownies and then after church I put together one of their favorite meals. And I drove the hour to their house to deliver it.  On the drive home, I was struck with a sense of peace and contentment and again, the feeling that the Lord was present. I think it was because I was able to enjoy ministering to my in-laws. Often I get so busy with my own "stuff" that I forget to slow down and do things lik...

I found a picture this morning of one of the hydrangea bushes in the flower garden of our previous home. When we moved into the parsonage there, a large flower bed surrounded the entire house. It was full of plants of every kind, but it was also so large that I found it difficult to manage. Then I experienced 5 years of repeated knee and leg injuries. I had two torn meniscuses with surgeries and long recovery periods. I fractured the weight bearing part of my tibial bone in the leg and was laid up for 3 months with strict instructions to stay off my leg. So I had to get around with a leg brace and crutches. And on and on it went. I was emotional and spiritually discouraged and as a result of all these things, my flower garden got out of control. The more out of control it got and the more the weeds took over, the more overwhelmed I felt as I looked at it. One cold February day I happened to go outside and saw the flower pictured above still clinging to the vine. On that particular day...

I definitely had writer's block last week and half-heartedly started a blog post or two and then deleted them. I've been blogging since 2008 and there are days when I feel like the well is running dry. But then something will happen or some inspirational thoughts will pop into my brain and get that spring bubbling up again. This morning as I was doing my quiet time and my brain kept wanting to wander while I was praying, I got frustrated with myself. I thought, "I can't even pray right." And then just as quickly as I refocused my mind, I heard God's voice tell me, "Stop trying to perform." Even in my prayer life I tend to be task-oriented and achievement-focused. It's been so ingrained into my being that I must perform well or else I've failed. And that even carries over to my prayer life. Whereas just sitting in God's presence shouldn't be about *ME* but about *HIM*. Because God is good, my performance isn't the thing that earns ...

January tends to be quite gray and drab or snowy and white. Either way there is not much color and because we live near two Great Lakes, as well as a smaller one, we get very little sunshine during the winter months. And that tends to make my mood just as bleak as the sky. I do struggle with seasonal affective disorder and it's amazing how when we do get the occasional sunny day how much better I feel about everything and how much more energy I have. But in my desire to carry out my yearly goal of finding beauty each day and focusing on those things, I managed to find all the colors of the rainbow. And in each of these items is also a bit of what I love to do so a double blessing.  Red cranberries being turned into juice. Yellow and purple birthday flowers from my daughter and her boyfriend. Sugar cookies with blue icing and tasty bits of prettiness. An orange candle from my sister-in-law. Green houseplants that are producing new leaves prolifically  Jars of purple goodness - ...

I celebrated my 61st birthday yesterday and one of the gifts I received from my husband was this clock. The front of it is an old map, but the reason I like it so much is it reminds me of the calling into ministry I received as a young girl. It was a calling to share the gospel to the world. Now I didn't end up as a missionary overseas, but that passion is being used in my role as a missions leader in our church and district. It's being used as Dan and I were church planters and now as we are in an established church.  I woke up from very weird dreams last night and like a lightning bolt, a memory from my senior year in high school popped into my head. A friend was teasing me and my boyfriend about what we'd be like in the future. When it came to me, he said, "Terri will be reading the Bible to us." I'm not sure why that particular memory arose, but it reminded me that God was guiding my path from a young age. Enough so that other 17 year-olds noticed. I get d...

I'm 24 days into the new year without having written down one goal for the year. But today is finally the day when I set my pen to paper or I should say my fingers to the keyboard.  This year, my goals are going to look different as I enter 2023. I'm going to try and stop putting so much internal pressure on myself which just leads to me feeling dissatisfied and uptight with myself. My goal this year is to cease and desist the "busyness" and slow down to smell the roses. To do a better job of delegating and actually enjoying my life. To let go and realize I do not have to do it all! But the things I love - walking in nature, photography, sewing,  writing, creating, decorating -- are the things that rejuvenate me and give me joy. So I want to spend some time each week making space to do those things. Another goal is to move more. Because so much of what I do is administrative type work, I sit for most of the time. But as I'm getting older I'm noticing a negativ...