“You heavens above, rain down righteousness; let the clouds shower it down. Let the earth open wide, let salvation spring up, let righteousness grow with it; I, the LORD, have created it.” Isaiah 45:8

“Healing rain is coming down
It’s coming nearer to this old town
Rich and poor, weak and strong
It’s bringing mercy, it won’t be long

Healing rain is coming down
It’s coming closer to the lost and found
Tears of joy, and tears of shame
Are washed forever in Jesus’ name

Healing rain, it comes with fire
So let it fall and take us higher
Healing rain, I’m not afraid
To be washed in Heaven’s rain”

from “Healing Rain” by Michael W. Smith

Have you been washed in the healing rain?

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“My sheep listen to my voice.” John 10:27

“Why haven’t you put on your shoes? It’s time to go!” I asked my son.

“Because you didn’t tell me to,” he responded.

“Yes, I did. Several times in fact. You were day dreaming and not listening to me. You need to always listen for the sound of my voice so you don’t miss out on my instructions.”

I become so frustrated at how easily distracted my children get…To read the rest of this post, visit Devotions for Moms, my writing home today.

For today’s post, I’m over at the Gospel Coalition talking about parenting with grace. Won’t you stop by? https://thegospelcoalition.org/blogs/tgc/2012/08/29/parenting-for-recovering-pharisees/

I’ve had a frequent visitor in my life since adolescence. Sometimes this visitor warns me in advance of his arrival and sometimes he shows up with no notice. It seems like we would be close friends, considering all the time we’ve spent together. But in recent years, I’ve realized how nearly everything he says is a lie. These lies are audible only to me for they come from deep in my mind and heart where my visitor, named Depression, comes to stay.

Over and over, throughout the years, I’ve believed the lies. When faced with obstacles or trials, I hear whispers like, “It’s too much, you can’t handle it” and “You’ll never make it.” Other recurring lies have been, “You’re not loved or wanted.” “No one understands you.” “You’re ugly and can’t do anything right.”

These lies can become shouts that reverberate within my soul. And the echo lingers on for days, weeks, months, even years. I could be in the midst of a group of friends who care for me, yet the only thing I hear is the voice of Depression telling me I am not loved or even worthy of love. Every time I give in and believe those lies, the overwhelming feelings of sadness and despair threaten to drown me.

Do you have frequent visitors in your life? Perhaps instead of Depression, they might go by the name of Shame or Anger, Pride or Anxiety. No matter the name, they all bring with them lies that were birthed from the original lie spoken long ago in the Garden. And just like that first lie, the whispers of twisted truth steals joy and brings sorrow and despair.

But God, in His grace, has given us ammunition against the lies. When we use these weapons, we can better fight the battle raging within our own mind and soul.

Before Jesus began his ministry, he was in the desert for forty days. Physically, he was suffering from thirst and hunger. Yet His soul was fed and nourished from the word of His Father. Jesus was able to do what our first parents could not-withstand the lies of the Devil. How did He do it? With each temptation the Deceiver gave, Jesus responded with the very word of God.

In 2 Corinthians, the apostle Paul tells us to take every though captive to make it obedient to Christ (10:5). When I am confronted with a lie, I capture it and speak the word of God to my heart, making the lie powerless. It’s the very word of God who created the cosmos and the word of God who declared Jesus as His son on the river Jordan. It is also the word of God that teaches me that while I am more sinful than I ever thought, I am also deeply loved, more than I could ever imagine.

When I hear “It’s too much, you can’t handle it.” I remember these verses: “I can do all things through Him who gives me strength.” (Phil. 4:13) “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.” (Matthew 11:28-30)

When I hear “You’re not loved or wanted.” I remember: “For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.” (Psalm 139:13,14) “But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people belonging to God, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light.” (1 Peter 2:9)

When I hear “You should give up, you’ll never make it” I remember: “being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.” (Phil. 1:6)

The classic allegory, Pilgrim’s Progress, describes a scene where Christian was held captive in Doubting Castle by the Giant called Despair. Christian had the key of Promise tucked in his shirt and had forgotten about it. But once he remembered that he had it, he opened the doors of his prison and was freed to continue on his journey to the Celestial City. I too sometimes forget that I have the key to freedom from my own captivity to the Giant called Depression. When I embrace God’s promises found in His word, the lies of Depression become weak and lose their grip on my heart. My own prison doors open and I am set free.

When visitors like Depression, Shame, Anger, Pride, or Anxiety arrive at the door of your heart carrying luggage filled with lies, remember that you’ve been given the weapon to defeat them. The book of Hebrews tells us that God’s word is sharper than any double-edged sword (4:12). There is no lie that can stand in battle before the word of God and win.

And because Jesus perfectly fulfilled what Adam and Eve could not, we’ve been set free from our eternal prison. We are no longer hopeless and lost in sin and shame. Jesus’ perfect life has been given to us. With that life comes the power of the Holy Spirit who strengthens and empowers us to live for God. Our standing before God is secure; there is no lie that can threaten us. For “if the Son has set you free, you are free indeed.” (John 8:36)

“So letting your sinful nature control your mind leads to death. But letting the Spirit control your mind leads to life and peace.” Romans 8:6

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Our three-week vacation began by filling every open space in the van. Everything to be packed was laid out on the driveway, suitcases, food, Lego bins (yes, more than one), tents, coolers, computer bags, and even a fluffy green dinosaur. It looked to me as though none of it would fit. I considered what to bring back inside and leave behind. Feeling confident, my husband placed items in, one by one. Like an intricate, mind-bending puzzle, he packed everything in the car and it fit-even the pillow sized triceratops.

Driving down the highway, we chatted while the boys watched a movie. Looking out the window, I watched the miles of ranches and Florida plains pass by, a seemingly endless stretch of trees, grass, fences, and cows . Billboards advertising the adventures and dreams fulfilled ahead in Orlando stood out-of-place beside the grazing cattle.

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I began to wish for a better view, something interesting to look at. As the acres of pasture land past my window, I thought about life’s journey. Everyday life isn’t always interesting. Sometimes, it is monotonous, routine, and even boring. Unexpected inconveniences interrupt and add to the daily frustrations and irritations of life. We long for a break, yet all we can see for miles ahead, is an endless plain of the same thing.

Is this all there is to life? Going to work, taking care of kids, folding endless loads of laundry, chores, appointments, and running errands, can all bore the senses. Occasionally, our routine is broken by experiences that entice or excite the senses. We attend a party, enjoy a hike in nature, or take a weekend trip away. Sometimes, we can live for those moments, counting downs the days until the next event on the calendar.

They say that the journey can be just as good as the destination. On our twelve-hour drive north, I just wanted to get there. I didn’t care to see another cow, lake, or palm tree. In life, we often rush through our days to get to the next exciting thing. We count down the hours until work is over, our husband returns from his job, or the weekend arrives.

But what do we miss when we push our way through the mundane and ordinary things of life?

I wonder how many opportunities I’ve missed in my own life by not living in today. Every time I look into tomorrow, planting my mind and heart there, I am absent from the present. When I long to be other than where God has placed me, I miss the gifts of the moment. I’ve passed by countless opportunities to learn, grow, stretch, and change. And how many hugs, smiles, tickles, jokes, sights, tastes, smells, and more have I lost when dwelling on the future rather than today?

What if we seized every moment and appreciated it for what it is-a gift? Even the boring, dull, monotonous, and thankless routines of life are blessings from our Father. Each breath is grace and every day brings new mercy. Perhaps if we opened our hands to receive these gifts each day, the path to joy will unfold before our eyes. Chores become opportunities to love and serve. Interceding in sibling rivalry becomes a teaching moment. Bored children become giggly wrestling opponents and snuggling appendages over a story read aloud. Appointments and errands become an open door to blessing a stranger. Work becomes a place where we glorify God.

And life becomes a joy to live.

I looked out the window at the seemingly endless miles of ranch land, cluttered with trees, grass, and cattle, and chose to seize the moment. I pulled out my journal and began to write about what I saw…

Teach us to number our days aright, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.” Psalm 90:12

“This is the day the LORD has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.” Psalm 118:24

“Be thankful in all circumstances, for this is God’s will for you who belong to Christ Jesus.” 1 Thessalonians 5:18

 

Counting all as joy (#1783-1794)

Our daily routines

laundry, dishes, errands, and cleaning

a family to serve

seeking joy in the mundane

comforting my kids when they are scared

homeschool ideas found on Pinterest

receiving a bouquet of flowers and gift card for a pedicure-just because

oatmeal casserole

homeschool fun: baking a cake and decorating it like the earth

mucinex D-how else could I have gotten through the week?

a weekend of rain from TS Isaac= a reason to stay indoors

 

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(photo of my son taken by my friend, Lisa Tarplee)

“‘Now God has us where he wants us, with all the time in this world and the next to shower grace and kindness upon us in Christ Jesus.” Ephesians 2:7 (MSG)

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Today I want to introduce you to my friend Roseann from Tuning My Heart to Praise. My heart has been richly blessed from reading her grace laced words each week. A veteran homeschooler, she has years of wisdom and lessons learned which she shares generously. Always humble and gracious, she will encourage your heart and point you the God of all grace.

Grace For The Gaps

I guess I would be considered a veteran…

At least in the Homeschooling arenas.

My oldest is getting ready to turn 30 and my youngest is 16.

When asked to share what I have learned from all these years of schooling…

From raising my kids…

So many things come to mind…

Don’t let homeschool become an idol

Let Christ be the center of your day

Look for teachable moments right in the middle school lessons

Teach kids to be hard workers…as unto the Lord

Give an honest days work at school

You can’t give from the spiritual realm what you don’t have yourself

The list could go on and on…

Go here and you can read more of my homeschooling journey…

We share out of where we live…

And right now I am watching my son as he turns the page of his story…

Ready to start a new chapter…

One foot out the door…stepping out with confidence and hope…

This “launching” makes a parent shake just a little…

Because I know there are “gaps”…areas not covered in homeschool or lifeschool

Gaps in his education…gaps in his upbringing…

Gaps that in the past would have crushed me…

Blinding me to all the good…

Gaps that in the past would have condemned me…

Gaps that would have labeled me a failure.

The enemy’s tactics have been the same since the beginning of time…

He tempts us like He tempted Eve…

He tell us… we too can be like God…

Be the savoir to our kids….

Bearing the burden of having all the answers… of holding all truth…

He shouts the lie…”If you don’t get it right…If you don’t fill all the gaps…

If you are not perfect, your kids will not make it.”

The enemy is still right there to whisper the doubts…

Begging me ask the wrong questions…

Did I do enough? Did I…? Did I…? Did I…?

But now, by His love, when I see gaps…He helps me see grace

Today, I realize we will never be able to fill all the gaps…

We as parents were never meant to fill all the gaps…but He can.

So now, the better question is … Is He…?

Is He enough to take my son and continue the work started in a heart…in a home?

This “launching” is the 4th of our 5 children…

With each one, I release more freely…more confidently…

Not because of the job I did…

But because God has proven Himself faithful…

To love my children unto Himself…to be their Abba Father…

To be their Friend…to be their Comforter …

To give all the wisdom they need…

To truly fill the gaps with his love and grace.

The sound of rain pattered on our tin roof. Soft at first, but soon the drops were falling fast, sounding like knuckles rapping on the front door. Then came the low rumbling of thunder. My almost five-year old ran over to me.

“Mom, is there going to be a tornado?”

“It’s just a thunderstorm.”

“Does thunder come with a tornado?” he asked.

“Yes, it does.”

The windows began to shake with each boom of the thunder. Rain poured down even harder.

“Mom, what would we do if there was a tornado? Would we leave?”

My son’s eyes grew wider with each boom and rattle of the glass door next to where he stood. His face was pale, eyes wide, and skin pulled back tight. He paced around the room, looked outside at the storm and then came back around to me.

“Mom, how do you know when it’s a tornado?”

I explained about emergency warning notifications on the tv and told him that if a tornado was nearby, we would be warned. I then checked the weather on the computer. “It’s just a thunderstorm. That’s all.”

He laid down in bed, we snuggled, had our story time and prayed, all to the background sounds of rain, thunder and the wind beating against the windows. I promised him I would return to snuggle with him more after helping his brother get ready for bed.

I know fear well. We’ve been the best of friends for many years. Together, we’ve experienced much of life together including new changes, transitions, challenges, plans, goals, and trials. I’ve longed to rid myself of fear but each time I’ve told it to leave, I back down and give in. Perhaps I’ve become too comfortable with fear and don’t know what I would do without it. Maybe it gives me a false sense of control over my circumstances. It may also be that it’s easier to live with fear than walk by faith into the unknown.

When I think of life’s storms, I think of Jesus calming the squall while on a boat with the disciples. Tired from a day of teaching, He had fallen asleep on the stern. A furious storm rose up and began to overtake the boat. It was such a violent storm that even the experienced fishermen on board thought they would drown. They rushed to Jesus, woke him up, and ask him why he didn’t care enough to help them.

Oh, but isn’t that me? I try to manage my own trials, insisting I know what I am doing. When the fear consumes me, I finally go to the Father and ask for help. But even then, there’s accusation in my tone. “Why are you letting this happen to me?” “Why didn’t you protect me?” “Do you not care?”

After calming the wind and the sea with a simple command, Jesus’ response to them was, “Why are you so afraid? Do you still have no faith?” (Mark 4:40)

It’s lack of faith that creates fear in the face of the storms of life. I despair and think that He has abandoned me. I doubt His love and promises. Yet, since He faced my ultimate storm at the cross so I did not have to, why would I think He would abandon me and leave me all alone to face my little storms? Despite my imperfect faith, my doubt, and my fear, He gives grace. He reminds me that there is no storm left in my life that will sink me, He’s taken care of that. His promise stands, He will never leave me, nor forsake me.

The storm raged on at our house. I heard the windows rattle so hard, I feared they would shatter. Thinking perhaps I was wrong about the storm, I checked the news again. But it remained just a typical Florida style thunderstorm. Shortly thereafter, I went in to check on my son, certain he was waiting for me, curled up under the covers, trembling with fear.

I found him sound asleep.

The next morning, I said, “Ian, did you see that the storm went away?” He shrugged and said, “Yeah.” And then he ran off to play.

I once heard the quote (by whom, unfortunately I can’t remember), “If you don’t have to fear God, you have nothing left to fear.” When our heart is so gripped by love and faith in our Savior because He took on our ultimate storm for us, there is nothing left to fear. We can face anything with confidence because we know we are completely loved. And though storm clouds linger in this life, we know that one day He will return and still all the storms forever.

“I will lie down and sleep in peace, for you alone, O LORD, make me dwell in safety.” Psalm 4:8

“You will keep in perfect peace him whose mind is steadfast, because he trusts in you.” Isaiah 26:3

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Do you ever walk into a room and instantly forgot why you did? I’ve done that more times than I can count. I’ve also put the milk in the pantry and silverware in the trash. Since having children, I’ve become increasingly forgetful. But worse than that, I think I might have amnesia.

Heart amnesia.

It’s a new school year at our house and we’ve started our catechism questions over again, from the beginning. I ask the kids, “Why did God make you and all things?” They answer, “For His own glory.” Not as forgetful as I, they recall the answer without much effort.

Sometimes, I need to return to the beginning to remember what is truly important.

Returning from my writer’s conference in July, my mind was full of ideas and lessons I had learned. I set goals for myself, made deadlines, and got to work. A few weeks later, I am stressed, overwhelmed, worried, and irritable. With the new homeschool year beginning, the schedule is already full. I can’t focus on anything else and there isn’t enough time. And why can’t the kids be quiet for even fifteen minutes?

Frustrated by my feelings of restlessness, worry, and discouragement, I stop writing and sit down with God. I open to the Psalms, where I know the words will reflect and mirror the feelings of my heart. But more than that, I know the prose penned so long ago will guide my thoughts and feelings back to Him.

I open to Psalm 147 and read through to the end of the book. My mind begins to clear, my memory is triggered, and I remember who I am.

“Praise the Lord. Sing to the Lord a new song, his praise in the assembly of the saints. Let Israel rejoice in their Maker; let the people of Zion be glad in their King. Let them praise his name with dancing and make music to him with tambourine and harp. For the Lord takes delight in his people; he crowns the humble with salvation. Let the saints rejoice in this honor and sing for joy on their beds.” Psalm 149:1-5

These Psalms (147-150) remind me that I was created to love and glorify my Maker. I was made to live a life of Praise, not one of stress, doubt, and confusion. With my heart so focused and distracted by my self-imposed goals and plans, I had developed heart amnesia. I forgot who I was and why I am here. My plans, goals, and dreams, while all good, had become a barrier, a cloudy haze, making it hard to remember who I was made to be.

Like a person with amnesia, sometimes I need my memory triggered to remind me who I am:

  • completely known (Psalm 139)
  • a treasured possession (Ephesians 1:14)
  • a dearly loved child (Ephesians 5:1)
  • a new creation (2 Corinthians 5:17)
  • a possession of God (Isaiah 43:1)
  • an heir of God (Galatians 4:7)
  • pure and holy (1 Corinthians 1:30)
  • free! (John 8:26)

The more I remember who I am in Christ, the more my heart responds with praise. Living a life of praise is a heart posture, a habit, a way of life. It’s the only way to truly live. And it’s what I was created for.

Do you ever have heart amnesia? What is it that triggers your memory?

“The man who has God for his treasure has all things in one. Many ordinary treasures may be denied him, or if he is allowed to have them, the enjoyment of them will be so tempered that they will never be necessary to his happiness. Or if he must see them go, one after one, he will scarcely feel a sense of loss, for having the Source of all things he has in One all satisfaction, all pleasure, all delight.” A.W. Tozer

Praising God in community for (#1766-1782):

For the eight above truths that remind me who I am

start of homeschool

enjoying the new curriculum

guacamole

Opportunity where I thought there wasn’t

Planning a new study for my ladies at church and my friends here

My husband helping out with a few school activities, especially with the worm habitat

Laughter

Husband rescuing us from a huge frog hopping around the living room:)

Boys who want to do chores, and one is finally big enough to vacuum and mop!

 

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A perfect mess
I’ve become unglued
Tired of searching for God knows what
and following counterfeit gods
The pressure’s off
in my search for significance
Jesus plus nothing equals everything
I’m suprised by grace
and the radical, crazy love of God
found in Christ alone
This is my testimony-
I am Abba’s child
saved by the cross of Christ
I now have a heart for God
and a ruthless trust
all because of a gift of grace