Your Spirtual Map



You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart.
Jeremiah 29:13

Girlfriends, I am headed to a weekend retreat: restorative yoga/meditation, simplifying healthy cooking, and your Christian map for life are the three components of the schedule. I am excited and grateful to my friend, Donna, for inviting me along. Please pray traveling mercies for us--it's a five hour road trip each way!

Before we arrive, our hosts have asked us to take some time reflecting upon the map of our life. Considering the fact that I am having a hard time deciphering the directions to the retreat center in rural Indiana, I believe this activity will be my greatest challenge of the three! My physical life map has literally wound around the country, and even the world, but it is the spiritual map that will be the focus. Whoa! That's entirely different terrain!

Ladies, maybe you have some time this weekend for reflection? If so, I invite you to join me in an adventure. Grab a pen and paper, shove the piles of junk on the kitchen table to the side, and spread out for a little map-making activity. Where and when did your Christian journey begin? Who were the guides along the tour? Whose voice is on your GPS? Where is your true north? What are some milestones? How far have you come in the expedition? Do you know where you are headed? What's guiding you? When you look around, what are the signs and billboards saying to you? Who is on the road with you, and whom do you need to invite to join you? You get the idea! Be creative, or be concise. It's your map!

My prayer for you is to discover how beautiful your story has been and currently is and that you will be excited for the future portion of the trip. We are all on our way home, and I cannot wait to share our results next week! PLEASE leave me a message below about your findings.

Happy travels! Have a blessed and joyful weekend!




By Name

 Adam named his wife Eve,  
because she would become the mother of all the living.
Genesis 3:20
My Name Is...

When you were a little girl, did you ever pretend you had a different name? During playtime, did you encourage your friends to call you by that name? Maybe you still have some long forgotten journal or artwork where you practiced writing your self-appointed name in various styles or with different colored ink? Personally, if I had my way, Elizabeth would have been my first rather than my middle name. It always seemed more exciting and adventurous than Jackie. But, alas, Jackie Elizabeth is my name.

Recently, three girlfriends and I were discussing the process of choosing a name for a baby. We listened as one friend told us the prospective names her expecting daughter has chosen. Naturally, a trip down memory lane ensued as each one of us recalled the manner of selecting names for our children. We all agreed that certain ones were crossed off the list simply because the name was associated with a person we did not like. Other times our decisions were guided by family tradition or in honor of someone. Admittedly, a few of us selected a name we (or our spouse) had always liked, perhaps even the one we had coveted as a child!

Have you ever wondered or asked how your name was picked? Speculating, I posed that question to my mother. Surprisingly, she told me that Jackie, and Michelle (my sister's name), were the first two foster children my maternal grandmother hosted. (She also told me that if my anatomy had been different, I would be a Christopher!) Interesting. My mind travels a hundred paths with this new information, but the fact remains I was born a female and called Jackie.  

Jackie.
Jackie Brown. 
"Have you seen that movie?" (Yes, I finally rented it so I could answer this incessant question.) 
Jackie Brown.
"Awww, my parents had a dear friend Jackie Brown. You just brought back a warm memory." 
(You are welcome, but don't bother seeing the movie. I didn't like it.)
Jackie Brown
"I knew a girl named Jackie Brown in grade school." 
(You did? Well, I hope she was nice and you liked her. If not, just remember I am not that girl!)

His Name Is...
But the angel said to her, “Do not be afraid, Mary, you have found favor with God. You will be with child and give birth to a son, and you are to give him the name Jesus. He will be great and will be called the Son of the Most High. Luke 1:30-32

Mary was a mother unlike all mothers. She did not choose her pregnancy nor did she choose the name for the Son given her. The angel Gabriel spoke the news and the assignment: you are to give him the name Jesus.
Jesus
Son of the Most High
Son of Man
Christ
Savior
Immanuel

No other name captures us like His. His family history is part of the greatest story ever told. God selected a very special name for the Savior of the world. Movies have been named after Him. (And I love His movies!) Generations of children have been named after Him. Intense emotion is attached to His name. Knees bend and heads bow. Souls are saved. Jesus. Only Jesus. No other name but Jesus. 

But now, O Jacob, listen to the LORD who created you. 
O Israel, the one who formed you says, 
"Do not be afraid, for I have ransomed you. 
I have called you by name; you are mine..." 
Isaiah 43:1 NLT

Your Name Is...

Mary
Amy
Karen
Linda
Beth
Sue
Jackie
Michelle
Every Woman....

Girlfriends, by whatever name you go, know God has ransomed you. He has called you by name; you are His! Reach out and take the hand of Jesus. Treasure the fact that He knows you, the real you, no matter what name or label is attached. He created you. He has plans for your life. He is always with you. I pray today that you will hear Him speaking your name and answer, "Yes, Lord, here I am."

(Your name here), I love you and so does Jesus!

Walk By Faith



For we walk by faith, not by sight:
2 Corinthians 5:7 KJV

A Walk

This lovely morning, I walked in our neighborhood with a girlfriend who lives across the street from me. Traversing the sidewalks, we commented on the appearance of various landscaping, additions to homes, fences and siding color schemes, and the upkeep of land owned by the Franciscan Village. My friend wants to make some changes in her own landscaping, and my house needs painting. Naturally, we desire aesthetic beauty for the exterior of our property, yet we also discussed the housing market. When the time comes to relocate, will we recoup the costs invested? 

After a lengthy hike, including huffing up and down the hill, we stood in my driveway still discussing our opinions and choices. To my surprise, a woman appeared from around the corner of my house, sweeping the sidewalk with a white cane. I whispered to my friend, asking if she knew the lady, which she did not. As she turned toward us, I called out to our dog to move off the sidewalk, to which the woman replied that she was not afraid of Oreo. (Mighty brave, I thought, since earlier my friend and I got nervous seeing a dog restrained by an invisible fence!)

Lola stopped and chatted with us for awhile. She shared how her failing sight has presented her with new challenges and limits her freedom; however, she seemed determined to overcome her disability. Expressing how her family assists her, Lola also asserted that she must become self-sufficient in case she should ever be alone. Hence, her journey outside! This time she was walking around two blocks, but her first trip was simply on her block. Fourteen minutes, she exclaimed, was how long that first excursion took. She was driven to cut that time down, avoid falling, and master the use of the white cane. My friend and I encouraged and congratulated her as she continued toward home. 

A Walk by Faith

I now realize that I have previously met Lola. I remember her pushing a stroller with her six month old granddaughter and stopping to chat in my driveway. The contrast between the two meetings is stark. A short time ago, Lola walked as my friend and I did today, viewing the trees, flowers, grass, brick and painted homes, fences and pools. She probably pointed out birds and squirrels to her little grandchild. But today, Lola walks by faith, not by sight. Faith in a white cane to notify her of uneven pavement, street corners, and other sidewalk impediments. Faith in her other senses to alert her to animals, pedestrians, oncoming vehicles, and more. Faith in her own confidence to conquer her failing eyesight and overcome resulting limitations.

Lola encourages me today to examine my own walk. Am I relying too much on my sight to guide me? Do I place too much emphasis on outward appearances, whether it is landscaping, curb appeal or my own physical body? In what areas is God calling me to walk by faith in His plan and His priorities rather than by what I see as the way or the goal? Do I trust Him with my family, my home, my finances, my health, my life, even when the answers are I seek appear dark and hidden?

Faithfully Walking With God

The LORD God took the man and put him in the Garden of Eden to work it and take care of it. Genesis 2:15

Or do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit within you, whom you have from God? You are not your own, for you were bought with a price. So glorify God in your body.1 Corinthians 6:19-20

I do believe that God instructs to care for ourselves and to be good stewards of the world in which we live. I read it in His Word to me. He also tells me that I am to value Him above all created things. Therein lies my challenge--my task--to overcome my tendency to value what I can experience with my senses over what I experience by faith alone: my Lord and Savior.

Seek the Kingdom of God above all else, and live righteously, and he will give you everything you need. Matthew 6:33

Girlfriends, today, I thank Lola for her courage to walk by faith. She has inspired me. Yes, I still have appointments for painting and repair estimates, trips to Home Depot for dirt and mulch, and a deck screaming to be stained; however, my top priority daily is conversation with Jesus about the state and condition of my soul and following up with application and maintenance!

Ladies, my prayer for you today is simple: May you walk by faith, not by sight. Without having seen, I pray you will believe that Jesus died for you sins--past, present and future--and accept His salvation offered by grace through His atonement. I pray you will schedule a soul examination with yourself and God: How important are appearances to you? Are you being a good steward of God's gifts to you, or are you valuing the gift more than the Giver? I pray time with the Lord will reveal answers and solutions which you implement. And I pray for Lola, and any of you, struggling with a physical challenge that threatens the ability to walk, to go forward in life. I say it again, may God give you the strength, courage, and desire to walk by faith!

Love to you all!

Trust Him Always

 

Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. 
Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, 
for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go.
Joshua 1:9

Oh, my dear girlfriends, every day for the past week I have thought about you as I opened my web browser. Whenever the Girlfriend Moments homepage popped up, I envisioned your faces! I longed to write to you, but my heart was also pulled in another direction: to my child!

The reason for my writing drought has not been a dry pen! Rather, I have been immersed in a flood of memories, spending the last ten days sorting through print and digital photos. You see, I have a senior in high school graduating in a month. She is my third child, mind you, but I am finally in a position in life to create a slideshow for her party. This task initially seemed simple, but I forgot who I am. Nothing I undertake is "easy" because naturally I expect detail and perfection! Oh, yes, and I have four children, so the quantity of material through which I must sort is monumental. But fear not, my head is above water, and I am swimming for the finish line!

During this endeavor, God and I had quite a few conversations. Do you find that God revisits you frequently in different fashions with a point He wants to drive home? This happens to me all the time.

Girlfriends, the last time I wrote I spoke about trust. Well, today, after this long break, I am back to the same issue. Trusting God; trusting other people. Trusting myself.

When I am afraid, I put my trust in you.  Psalm 56:3

This morning, my second child messaged us that two girls from her college died from a house fire caused by a laptop on a bed. The smoke detector in the house they rented did not have a battery in it. My heart aches for their families, friends, and the college community. My mind cries out to God....why? My thoughts race to my own children. Fear creeps in and a sense of panic squeezes with each breath I take. I want to gather them in, hold them, and never let them go. But, alas, not one of them is present with me. 

But I have trusted in your mercy; my heart shall rejoice in your salvation. Psalm 13:5

I ask God repeatedly to protect each child. I hear God replying. Trust me. I read Psalm 13:5 again. Whatever my fear in this life, I can rejoice in His salvation. God saves our children. Parents do not save them. Firemen do not save them. Their faith in God alone offers true safety and salvation. Do I trust Him? If so, while continually loving them, I will release my grip and watch as they soar. He lifts them up on wings like eagles (Isaiah 40:31). And when the time comes, He will carry them to His eternal home where we will meet again in joy and jubilation.  

There you saw how the LORD your God carried you, as a father carries his son, all the way you went until you reached this place. Deuteronomy 1:31

Do I trust Him?

...in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord. Romans 8:37-39

As fearful as I may get at times like these when tragedy strikes near home, and as grim as reality appears when two young girls die in a fire that was preventable, I stand on the Rock of my salvation. With the knowledge that I imparted to my children the love of God and the pathway to His saving grace, I entrust their futures to Him. I cannot add to their lives by worrying. (Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life? Luke 12:25) Instead, I choose to trust and to enjoy each moment of this life together.

Girlfriends, my prayer for you today is pregnant with thoughts of personal safety, loved ones' safety, relationships fulfilled, and salvation. May God place a hedge of protection around you and your beloved families/friends. May He nudge you to take precautions and check your surroundings. I also pray you will reach out today to those people dear to your hearts--your parents, your children, your siblings, whomever--and profess with your mouth your love and appreciation for them.

But most of all, ladies, I pray that you turn to Jesus Christ as your eternal Savior and Protector. Only He can be trusted for safety and eternal life. Ask Him into your heart. Thank Him. And finally, share the Lord with those people in your sphere of influence. Let no ear within distance of your voice go without hearing His Message today. God alone saves, but you can be the megaphone in His Hand announcing the Word and preparing the way, for who among us knows our day?

God Bless, my friends, and please know how much I love and appreciate each one of you!