ROADS NOT TAKEN?
Not too long ago, I was asked by a friend, “If you had the chance to do your life over, would you take that opportunity?” I said, “Oh, gee, let me think…NO!!”
Then, not two days later, another friend asked: did I regret the brain injury that caused me to loose my ability to remain an RN?
There are many events in my life that I might wish away, that I would desire to do over, or, that I would love to do better were I given a choice:
The second grade teacher that rang a 10 inch ding dong school bell to get our attention—as she stood by my desk—and my ear—usually.
My first football injury at age 12 that began a never-ending problem with chronic dislocation of my right knee, which resulted in two surgeries and a colossal 12 inch scar overlaid with a smaller 8 inch scar.
That time I threw up in front of the entire class on a field trip to the County fair.
Having to wear cat’s eye glasses because that’s all that was available.
The time I wanted to hug my brother before church because he looked so cute—but he didn’t want said hug, backed up, and fell down an entire flight of steps. I thought I had killed him. I’d never seen anybody fall that far!
As a sixteen year old, not letting my six year old sister wear my high heels telling her she would break the arch if she did. (She has never forgiven me for this.)
Stealing $10 from my Great Aunt’s pocket book because I thought she had lots of money, didn’t need it and wouldn’t miss it. (Guilt took over and I took myself to my Mother and confessed, later returning the money.)
Not realizing that I should have helped my Mother do chores at home so that I could learn how to be a good homemaker, wife and Mother while she was in the mood to teach me those skills.
Never doing my homework in math because I was convinced I wouldn’t need math later in life and thereby disappointing my math loving Daddy.
Wanting to be an RN more than anything in the world and thinking I was too stupid—because I couldn’t do math.
Waiting until I was married, had a child and WENT to nursing school to find out how smart I reallly was.
I would listen to smart people and try to learn from them when they wanted to mentor me.
I would practice my addition, subtraction, division and multiplication tables until I could do them with split second accuracy.
I would read more non-fiction. 
Yes. There are lots of things I regret, might change, could have done better. I think that is true of all of us. Some of them were acutely embarrassing. Some of them not so much. Some of them were ill-advised. Some of them I regret because they showed me a darker or less nice side of myself that I don’t want to reflect on after I repented and grace was given.
But the truly interesting thing is—I would not change anything. Nothing. Not one single event. Not one mistake. Not one stupid or horribly irrational or childish thing I ever did (even if was as an adult).
Regardless of what these things caused me to feel at the time they occurred—however, embarrassed, humbled, regretful, painful, life threatening or stupid the events may have been—they were necessary. They were necessary for me to become the woman that I am today.
As insignificant or life-altering as we perceive events in our lives to be, they are all parts of the whole. I don’t like the fact that I stole $10 from my Great Aunt. I don’t like the fact that I succumbed to that temptation. But I NEVER did it again—nor was I EVER remotely tempted to do such a thing again—EVER. I learned.
I think it is rediculous that I didn’t know that I was smart. But I DID figure it out—with the help of an amazing and supportive husband who taught me math (and so many other things). He said, “It isn’t an aptitude problem…it’s an attitude problem.” (So true of so many things.) And he believed with me that I could be a nurse until I could believe it on my own. I learned.
We make mistakes. We hope that we learn from them. Generally, those are the things we wish we hadn’t done, the ones we wish we could do over. What about the things that just happen—the events we really can’t control—like my brain injury.
I wouldn’t change that either. 
My brain doesn’t function the way it used to. I can’t always count on it to be there when I need it. I cannot function as an RN anymore and it’s the only thing I ever wanted to do as a career. One man’s moment of inattention that sent him through an intersection when he should have stopped, ended a life’s dream. But it was one change in a series of thousands—a serious one, to be sure, but just one.
Had I NOT had a brain injury, I would never have:
re-established an intimacy with Jesus that led to a much more intimate and amazing marriage than I dreamed possible.
begun doing daily devotions WITH my husband instead of by myself.
started writing for our church, myself, this blog and other sources.
learned that I was living with the sin of unforgiveness and had virtually made it an idol in my life.
resumed tithing as a couple, having realized that we were only giving lip service to trusting our Lord to take care of us. (The events surrounding my injury, subsequent disability and loss of career woke us up to that dependency and the reality that my previous insistence on control of ‘my’ life prevented Jesus being in control. You can’t serve Jesus and money. And you can’t make your own control of your life an idol either.)
AND I never would have been able to share the story of what Jesus has been and is doing in my life. I would have been too ashamed to have admitted that I had failed him in the first place. I would have remained silent.
Would I go back? Would I change my life? Nope. I belong to Jesus and he has brought me to where I am to make me who he wants me to be. And I’m good with that. In fact, if I had known back then what I know now, I am sure it’s the road I would have taken.

ROADS NOT TAKEN?

Not too long ago, I was asked by a friend, “If you had the chance to do your life over, would you take that opportunity?” I said, “Oh, gee, let me think…NO!!”

Then, not two days later, another friend asked: did I regret the brain injury that caused me to loose my ability to remain an RN?

There are many events in my life that I might wish away, that I would desire to do over, or, that I would love to do better were I given a choice:

The second grade teacher that rang a 10 inch ding dong school bell to get our attention—as she stood by my desk—and my ear—usually.

My first football injury at age 12 that began a never-ending problem with chronic dislocation of my right knee, which resulted in two surgeries and a colossal 12 inch scar overlaid with a smaller 8 inch scar.

That time I threw up in front of the entire class on a field trip to the County fair.

Having to wear cat’s eye glasses because that’s all that was available.

The time I wanted to hug my brother before church because he looked so cute—but he didn’t want said hug, backed up, and fell down an entire flight of steps. I thought I had killed him. I’d never seen anybody fall that far!

As a sixteen year old, not letting my six year old sister wear my high heels telling her she would break the arch if she did. (She has never forgiven me for this.)

Stealing $10 from my Great Aunt’s pocket book because I thought she had lots of money, didn’t need it and wouldn’t miss it. (Guilt took over and I took myself to my Mother and confessed, later returning the money.)

Not realizing that I should have helped my Mother do chores at home so that I could learn how to be a good homemaker, wife and Mother while she was in the mood to teach me those skills.

Never doing my homework in math because I was convinced I wouldn’t need math later in life and thereby disappointing my math loving Daddy.

Wanting to be an RN more than anything in the world and thinking I was too stupid—because I couldn’t do math.

Waiting until I was married, had a child and WENT to nursing school to find out how smart I reallly was.

I would listen to smart people and try to learn from them when they wanted to mentor me.

I would practice my addition, subtraction, division and multiplication tables until I could do them with split second accuracy.

I would read more non-fiction. 

Yes. There are lots of things I regret, might change, could have done better. I think that is true of all of us. Some of them were acutely embarrassing. Some of them not so much. Some of them were ill-advised. Some of them I regret because they showed me a darker or less nice side of myself that I don’t want to reflect on after I repented and grace was given.

But the truly interesting thing is—I would not change anything. Nothing. Not one single event. Not one mistake. Not one stupid or horribly irrational or childish thing I ever did (even if was as an adult).

Regardless of what these things caused me to feel at the time they occurred—however, embarrassed, humbled, regretful, painful, life threatening or stupid the events may have been—they were necessary. They were necessary for me to become the woman that I am today.

As insignificant or life-altering as we perceive events in our lives to be, they are all parts of the whole. I don’t like the fact that I stole $10 from my Great Aunt. I don’t like the fact that I succumbed to that temptation. But I NEVER did it again—nor was I EVER remotely tempted to do such a thing again—EVER. I learned.

I think it is rediculous that I didn’t know that I was smart. But I DID figure it out—with the help of an amazing and supportive husband who taught me math (and so many other things). He said, “It isn’t an aptitude problem…it’s an attitude problem.” (So true of so many things.) And he believed with me that I could be a nurse until I could believe it on my own. I learned.

We make mistakes. We hope that we learn from them. Generally, those are the things we wish we hadn’t done, the ones we wish we could do over. What about the things that just happen—the events we really can’t control—like my brain injury.

I wouldn’t change that either. 

My brain doesn’t function the way it used to. I can’t always count on it to be there when I need it. I cannot function as an RN anymore and it’s the only thing I ever wanted to do as a career. One man’s moment of inattention that sent him through an intersection when he should have stopped, ended a life’s dream. But it was one change in a series of thousands—a serious one, to be sure, but just one.

Had I NOT had a brain injury, I would never have:

re-established an intimacy with Jesus that led to a much more intimate and amazing marriage than I dreamed possible.

begun doing daily devotions WITH my husband instead of by myself.

started writing for our church, myself, this blog and other sources.

learned that I was living with the sin of unforgiveness and had virtually made it an idol in my life.

resumed tithing as a couple, having realized that we were only giving lip service to trusting our Lord to take care of us. (The events surrounding my injury, subsequent disability and loss of career woke us up to that dependency and the reality that my previous insistence on control of ‘my’ life prevented Jesus being in control. You can’t serve Jesus and money. And you can’t make your own control of your life an idol either.)

AND I never would have been able to share the story of what Jesus has been and is doing in my life. I would have been too ashamed to have admitted that I had failed him in the first place. I would have remained silent.

Would I go back? Would I change my life? Nope. I belong to Jesus and he has brought me to where I am to make me who he wants me to be. And I’m good with that. In fact, if I had known back then what I know now, I am sure it’s the road I would have taken.

amandaonwriting:

Writing Quote – James A. Baldwin

Absolutely. Just one person, Lord. If just one person can be encouraged or helped by what I write….Thank you so much for this gift, this privilege!

amandaonwriting:

Writing Quote – James A. Baldwin

Absolutely. Just one person, Lord. If just one person can be encouraged or helped by what I write….Thank you so much for this gift, this privilege!

GREATER THINGS ARE COMING!!
 
Joshua 3:1-4:24
Luke 14:7-35
Psalm 80:1-19
Proverbs 12:27-28
 
Can you imagine what it must have been like to be walking along the road at Gilgal one afternoon and coming upon the altar that had been set up with the twelve stones?
 
“Wonder what that is.”
“You mean you don’t know? That’s the altar set up by Joshua. Those stones came right up out of the Jordan.”
“All by themselves?”
“No. Twelve men picked them up and carried them.”
“Say what? From the bottom of the sea?!?”
“Yep.  God parted the water just like he did for Moses. Aren’t you listening to the stories everyone is telling??” 
The stones were to commemorate what God had already done; but it took heavy lifting to even make the memorial! There is always work to be done to glorify God right now. And God was planning more! 
Do we listen to and see and tell the stories that are all around us?
When we are in the midst of chaos, tragedy, confusion—when we are not sure what is up ahead—it is sometimes, no often times, easy to forget who we serve, and what God has done for us in the past. The evidence of his faithfulness is all around us if we just take time to remember. 
Joshua did not want the people to forget. We must not forget either. We must remember and tell the world of his faithfulness.
In Joshua 3:5 he told the people, “Consecrate yourselves, for tomorrow the Lord will do amazing things among you.”
It may be tomorrow literally or it may be a year or 10 years from now. 
But are you just standing around wondering what’s going on or are you going to consecrate and celebrate what God has already done, what he’s doing now and get ready for what’s next? Because the best IS yet to come!  

GREATER THINGS ARE COMING!!

 

Joshua 3:1-4:24

Luke 14:7-35

Psalm 80:1-19

Proverbs 12:27-28

 

Can you imagine what it must have been like to be walking along the road at Gilgal one afternoon and coming upon the altar that had been set up with the twelve stones?

 

“Wonder what that is.”

“You mean you don’t know? That’s the altar set up by Joshua. Those stones came right up out of the Jordan.”

“All by themselves?”

“No. Twelve men picked them up and carried them.”

“Say what? From the bottom of the sea?!?”

“Yep.  God parted the water just like he did for Moses. Aren’t you listening to the stories everyone is telling??” 

The stones were to commemorate what God had already done; but it took heavy lifting to even make the memorial! There is always work to be done to glorify God right now. And God was planning more!

Do we listen to and see and tell the stories that are all around us?

When we are in the midst of chaos, tragedy, confusion—when we are not sure what is up ahead—it is sometimes, no often times, easy to forget who we serve, and what God has done for us in the past. The evidence of his faithfulness is all around us if we just take time to remember. 

Joshua did not want the people to forget. We must not forget either. We must remember and tell the world of his faithfulness.

In Joshua 3:5 he told the people, “Consecrate yourselves, for tomorrow the Lord will do amazing things among you.”

It may be tomorrow literally or it may be a year or 10 years from now. 

But are you just standing around wondering what’s going on or are you going to consecrate and celebrate what God has already done, what he’s doing now and get ready for what’s next? Because the best IS yet to come!  

There just aren’t many cards for a
72nd Anniversary.
Not many couples understand 
What it means to commit to
Each other for seven decades and
A bit more.
Not many wives stand by their husbands
When they fail.
Not many husbands want three children,
Especially when they are so imperfect and terribly needy.
Not many couples know what it truly means to be married—not really.
They just exist—in the same house.
We want to thank you for being so much more than that.

          For being the imperfect wife and husband, 
But staying together 
because you loved each other 
and said you would—through sickness 
and health—for better or worse—
And you’ve seen some of all of that.
Because you’ve stayed together all these years—
You got to be imperfect parents, too.
We want to thank you most of all for that.
Because as imperfect as you might have thought you were,
Here we all are—
loving you both with all our hearts.
You were perfect parents for us
And we love you thickly still,
Your three grateful children.
April 2014

 

There just aren’t many cards for a

72nd Anniversary.

Not many couples understand

What it means to commit to

Each other for seven decades and

A bit more.

Not many wives stand by their husbands

When they fail.

Not many husbands want three children,

Especially when they are so imperfect and terribly needy.

Not many couples know what it truly means to be married—not really.

They just exist—in the same house.

We want to thank you for being so much more than that.

          For being the imperfect wife and husband,

But staying together

because you loved each other

and said you would—through sickness

and health—for better or worse—

And you’ve seen some of all of that.

Because you’ve stayed together all these years—

You got to be imperfect parents, too.

We want to thank you most of all for that.

Because as imperfect as you might have thought you were,

Here we all are—

loving you both with all our hearts.

You were perfect parents for us

And we love you thickly still,

Your three grateful children.

April 2014

 




 



 



 



 



 



 

#JesusDestroysSatansPowerOverDeath

Hebrews 2:5-18
Have you watched videos or Tweets that go out on the web—the ones of young children—and wondered what they are thinking as they go through those hilarious antics or we see those adorable faces? Their thoughts are probably quite different than the captions or hash tags we add! Because they can’t speak, their true tiny person thoughts are hidden. 
God sent Jesus, so that as one of us He would know each thing that gave us joy, sorrow, confusion and pain—and “by the grace of God He might taste death for everyone” as well.
God sent a clear message to Satan: I will destroy what destroys mankind—death due to sin and fear. I will destroy it with the perfect sacrifice. I will send my Son—perfectly Holy, without sin—perfectly man—understanding and suffering everything—“that by His death he might destroy him who holds the power of death—that is Satan—and free those who all their lives were held in slavery by their fear of death.” 
There was no ‘social media’ in Jesus’s time. But God has spoken clearly to us through the life, death and resurrection of Jesus.
As believers, we live in freedom because our sin debt was paid on the cross. We need not fear death because Jesus destroyed Satan’s power over it with His own death and resurrection. When we die, we will live forever—with Jesus! #TheBestIsYetToCome!
Reflect:
How has shame, fear or some other form of ‘slavery’ been holding you back from living a life of freedom? If you have never done so, I would love to talk with you about how to do that if you want to do it now!
 
If you have made Jesus Lord of your life, what is the most difficult struggle you face day today in being true to that decision? What might be your next step in asking the Holy Spirit to help you?
 
How has re-naming an “issue” in your life “sin” enabled you to take meaningful next steps to get help in addressing its affect on you and your family?
 

 

 

 

#JesusDestroysSatansPowerOverDeath

Hebrews 2:5-18

Have you watched videos or Tweets that go out on the web—the ones of young children—and wondered what they are thinking as they go through those hilarious antics or we see those adorable faces? Their thoughts are probably quite different than the captions or hash tags we add! Because they can’t speak, their true tiny person thoughts are hidden. 

God sent Jesus, so that as one of us He would know each thing that gave us joy, sorrow, confusion and pain—and “by the grace of God He might taste death for everyone” as well.

God sent a clear message to Satan: I will destroy what destroys mankind—death due to sin and fear. I will destroy it with the perfect sacrifice. I will send my Son—perfectly Holy, without sin—perfectly man—understanding and suffering everything—“that by His death he might destroy him who holds the power of death—that is Satan—and free those who all their lives were held in slavery by their fear of death.” 

There was no ‘social media’ in Jesus’s time. But God has spoken clearly to us through the life, death and resurrection of Jesus.

As believers, we live in freedom because our sin debt was paid on the cross. We need not fear death because Jesus destroyed Satan’s power over it with His own death and resurrection. When we die, we will live forever—with Jesus! #TheBestIsYetToCome!

Reflect:

How has shame, fear or some other form of ‘slavery’ been holding you back from living a life of freedom? If you have never done so, I would love to talk with you about how to do that if you want to do it now!

 

If you have made Jesus Lord of your life, what is the most difficult struggle you face day today in being true to that decision? What might be your next step in asking the Holy Spirit to help you?

 

How has re-naming an “issue” in your life “sin” enabled you to take meaningful next steps to get help in addressing its affect on you and your family?

 

 

I’m really thinking this isn’t a suggestion….

I’m really thinking this isn’t a suggestion….

“The whole human race was created to glorify God and enjoy Him forever. Sin has switched the human race on to another track, but it has not altered God’s purpose in the tiniest degree; and when we are born again we are brought into the realization of God’s great purpose for the human race, viz., I am created for God, He made me.”

Oswald Chambers

"…to glorify God and enjoy Him forever." It is a wonder to me that we spend so much time and worry over our purpose when it is so clear. If we read more scripture, if we were in a deeper relationship with our Creator, He would let us know what he wanted us to do in short order, I suspect.

But, generally, we never fully submit, never fully accept that we are to love Him as he loved us—and in so doing, to love the world. If we do that, our purpose clearly follows. We are to make disciples. And to do that, we have to nurture the ones he puts in our path—the ones He asks us to love. We have to get our hands dirty in whatever service there is to do—and enjoy the process—because we are serving our God and glorifying Him.

It is so easy—if we are in relationship—if we have submitted ourselves to Him—if we love Him as much as He loves us.

"Therefore, I urge you, brothers, in view of God’s mercy, to offer your bodies as living sacrifices, holy and pleasing to God—this is your spiritual act of worship. Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is—His good, pleasing and perfect will.’

Romans 12:1-2

Freedom to read—anything

Today, I’m celebrating being able to read anything I want from the Banned Book List in honor of Banned Book Week at my local library. Why don’t you do the same.

I checked out "Nickel and Dimed" by Barbara Ehrenreich. One of my all time favorites, and one that usually makes most every list, however, is "To Kill a Mockingbird."

The other, that made the 1000 most frequently challenged list, is one I read every day—my Bible.

What’s yours?

1 And I saw an angel coming down out of heaven, having the key to the Abyss and holding in his hand a great chain. 2 He seized the dragon, that ancient serpent, who is the devil, or Satan, and bound him for a thousand years. 3 He threw him into the Abyss, and locked and sealed it over him, to keep him from deceiving the nations anymore until the thousand years were ended. After that, he must be set free for a short time.

4 I saw thrones on which were seated those who had been given authority to judge. And I saw the souls of those who had been beheaded because of their testimony about Jesus and because of the word of God. They had not worshiped the beast or its image and had not received its mark on their foreheads or their hands. They came to life and reigned with Christ a thousand years.

5 (The rest of the dead did not come to life until the thousand years were ended.) This is the first resurrection. 6 Blessed and holy are those who share in the first resurrection. The second death has no power over them, but they will be priests of God and of Christ and will reign with him for a thousand years.

7 When the thousand years are over, Satan will be released from his prison 8 and will go out to deceive the nations in the four corners of the earth—Gog and Magog—and to gather them for battle. In number they are like the sand on the seashore. 9 They marched across the breadth of the earth and surrounded the camp of God’s people, the city he loves. But fire came down from heaven and devoured them.

10 And the devil, who deceived them, was thrown into the lake of burning sulfur, where the beast and the false prophet had been thrown. They will be tormented day and night for ever and ever.

Revelation Chapter 20

The battle has already been won…God is just waiting for people to make their choice. The truly horrific thing is the age of some of the martyrs for our Lord. He knows the name of all “the souls of those who [have] been beheaded because of their testimony about Jesus and because of the word of God.”

"Blessed and holy are those who [will] share in the first resurrection. The second death has no power over them, but they will be priests of God and of Christ and will reign with him for a thousand years."

Amen.

letsgoforahike:

Let’s Go For A Hike
WALLS
Walls are interesting things. They serve multiple purposes. They can keep things in or out. They can hold things up or simply divide some things from other things. They can give actual privacy or only the illusion of it.
There are the walls that people put up when they don’t want us to see who they really are and the ones that tumble down when they let us in. The walls we erect to protect ourselves from hurt, yet again; and the ones we seem to keep beating our heads against for whatever reason seems appropriate.
Walls are interesting. They can truly be literal or abstract in the extreme.
Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about ‘next steps’ in my spiritual journey because we talk a great deal about that at our church. ‘Everyone has a next step.’ ‘What IS your next step.’ ‘You can’t take your NEXT step until you take the one Jesus has ALREADY told you to take.’
What do next steps and walls have to do with each other?, you might ask. Well, let’s just suppose for a moment that I want to take a next step and there is a wall in front of me. What might I do?
I could sit in front of it and whine about the fact that it was there.
I could try to walk along it to find a way around it.
I could try to find a way over it.
i could try to knock it down, I suppose.
Of course, I could just ignore the wall and stay content where I am.
But what if I decided to ask myself who put it there? Is it really a wall, or do I just think it’s a wall? Am I better off or worse off if there’s a wall blocking my spiritual growth? Who benefits if there’s a wall there? Who is better off if I don’t proceed on my spiritual journey—if I just remain the same?
As I’ve thought about these things over the last few weeks, I’ve decided that there’s a pretty good reason that the illusion, the illusion, of a wall came to my mind. My husband and I HAVE talked with each other a lot—and we have both felt stirrings that Jesus wants something MORE of us than what is happening right now. We don’t know yet what that might be, but we have taken some steps to make room in our lives for what it could be.
But we haven’t prayed together very much about it. It’s no wonder I’ve  felt ‘walled off’ from direction and purpose. I wonder who might have put that wall of distraction and thought distortion before me?
People, in case there is any doubt in your minds, spiritual attack by the father of lies can sometimes simply be a few bricks piled up that cause us to trip up in our daily routine. Rocks, stacked just high enough across that the path we walk each day that we barely notice we’ve veered off a degree to the left or right—not noticing we’re are no longer in direct communion with our Lord.
"Turn your eyes upon Jesus.
Look full in His wonderful face.
And the things of earth will grow strangely dim
In the light of His glory and grace.”
Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to Him, and He will make your paths straight. Do not be wise in your own eyes; fear the Lord and shun evil. Proverbs 3-5-7
Turn your eyes on Jesus and keep them there—so you won’t see Satan’s Walls.

WALLS

Walls are interesting things. They serve multiple purposes. They can keep things in or out. They can hold things up or simply divide some things from other things. They can give actual privacy or only the illusion of it.

There are the walls that people put up when they don’t want us to see who they really are and the ones that tumble down when they let us in. The walls we erect to protect ourselves from hurt, yet again; and the ones we seem to keep beating our heads against for whatever reason seems appropriate.

Walls are interesting. They can truly be literal or abstract in the extreme.

Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about ‘next steps’ in my spiritual journey because we talk a great deal about that at our church. ‘Everyone has a next step.’ ‘What IS your next step.’ ‘You can’t take your NEXT step until you take the one Jesus has ALREADY told you to take.’

What do next steps and walls have to do with each other?, you might ask. Well, let’s just suppose for a moment that I want to take a next step and there is a wall in front of me. What might I do?

I could sit in front of it and whine about the fact that it was there.

I could try to walk along it to find a way around it.

I could try to find a way over it.

i could try to knock it down, I suppose.

Of course, I could just ignore the wall and stay content where I am.

But what if I decided to ask myself who put it there? Is it really a wall, or do I just think it’s a wall? Am I better off or worse off if there’s a wall blocking my spiritual growth? Who benefits if there’s a wall there? Who is better off if I don’t proceed on my spiritual journey—if I just remain the same?

As I’ve thought about these things over the last few weeks, I’ve decided that there’s a pretty good reason that the illusion, the illusion, of a wall came to my mind. My husband and I HAVE talked with each other a lot—and we have both felt stirrings that Jesus wants something MORE of us than what is happening right now. We don’t know yet what that might be, but we have taken some steps to make room in our lives for what it could be.

But we haven’t prayed together very much about it. It’s no wonder I’ve  felt ‘walled off’ from direction and purpose. I wonder who might have put that wall of distraction and thought distortion before me?

People, in case there is any doubt in your minds, spiritual attack by the father of lies can sometimes simply be a few bricks piled up that cause us to trip up in our daily routine. Rocks, stacked just high enough across that the path we walk each day that we barely notice we’ve veered off a degree to the left or right—not noticing we’re are no longer in direct communion with our Lord.

"Turn your eyes upon Jesus.

Look full in His wonderful face.

And the things of earth will grow strangely dim

In the light of His glory and grace.”

Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to Him, and He will make your paths straight. Do not be wise in your own eyes; fear the Lord and shun evil. Proverbs 3-5-7

Turn your eyes on Jesus and keep them there—so you won’t see Satan’s Walls.

“If we don’t leave it all at the altar, we can’t be altered at all.”

Dalton Blankenship

(from our home group lesson tonight)

I thought this was worthy of repeating. We have to submit our entire selves, holding nothing back, or Jesus can’t heal us. It’s that simple, really.