The Outrageous Overflow of Hope

Lately the overflow of hope in my life became all but choked.  The sharp cultural divide in our Christian nation over so many issues, and that in a few states, recently escalated to the killing of infant abortion survivors had led to shock and outrage.  The national indignation that followed was only natural, and not borne of the hate that is too often assigned to conservative motives.  My reaction, like many, was a blend of righteous anger and grief.  A cloud hung over me.

In my Bible study this weekend, the Lord reminded me… “I am not asking that You take them out of the world, but that You keep them from the evil one.  They are not of the world, just as I am not of the world.  Sanctify them by the truth; Your word is truth.”  (John 17:15-17)  Part of that sanctification is to be careful of things that would weigh my heart down, including anxiety, which was thrown right into the lot with excessive drinking, wasteful expenditures, and self-indulgence.  (Luke 21:34)  So while I am fervently praying for babies, women, and politicians during our cultural divide, I am also seeking joy, peace and overflowing hope.


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I am so thankful that this weekend I got to go to a Moms in Prayer MO conference in Chesterfield with a couple great friends.  The theme was the outrageous overflow of hope.  While there, we read a handout written by Susan Shepherd, MiP USA Coordinator on Romans, chapter 8.  Verses 13-15 reminded me of my spiritual adoption.  As a daughter of God, and joint heir with Christ, I have received a Spirit that sets me free from all that would enslave me.  Though I share in His sufferings, they aren’t worth comparing to the glory that will be revealed in me someday.  I am privy to the inexpungible rights of adoption by my “Abba” Father.   Warm Wednesday Words: Inexpungible Family Ties

I set my mind on what the Spirit desires.  Shepherd wrote “I honestly believe it can be like concrete too…once it is set, changing takes divine intervention!  We should be very intentional and careful about what we set our minds on!”   I have tasted and seen that the Lord is good, and choose to live my life in response to that, in spite of my weaknesses.  My mindset toward Christ is set in concrete.

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Shepherd also wrote, “Hope enables me to wait patiently for the liberation and restoration of not only the earth, but… for myself and every believer to be completed when Christ returns.  My best days lie ahead of me.  You too!”  I can throw off the shackles of anxiety.  You can throw them off too.  If your shackles are a different indulgence, it doesn’t matter.  Throw them off.  Slavery to self-indulgence is not living free and not headed toward a legacy.  If you don’t have Him, you’ll need Christ as your Savior.  Though his love is for everyone, His intercession and watch care are reserved for His own.  Personally, I can’t imagine life without Him.  How I’ve proved Him o’er and o’er.

Near the end of Romans 8, God promises He will use everything for good in the lives of those who love Him.  This amazing promise is only offered to believers.   Whether it’s in my own life, as I search for and find hope and joy in any circumstances, or whether it’s His answers to my prayers as He awakens those whom I consistently pray for, or any other manner of His other plans, He uses all things concerning me.  “For behold, the wicked bend their bows; they set their arrow on the string to shoot from the shadows at the upright in heart.  If the foundations are destroyed, what can the righteous do?  The LORD is in His holy temple; the LORD is on His heavenly throne. His eyes are watching closely; they examine the sons of men. ” (Ps. 11:2-4) So I depend on Him.  He’s already given me His own Son, and if that weren’t enough, He will graciously give me all things.  (Romans 8:32)  How can I not give graciously in an extravagant overflow to others?    Any other style of living is part of the trap warned about in Luke 21:34, that will close on us unexpectedly should we continue living selfishly.


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In the grand finale of the wonderful eighth chapter of Romans, I’m assured that nothing, no nothingever can separate me from His love for me.  When He looks at me, because of my adoption which I will never take for granted, He sees Christ, who never stops interceding for me.  The well of His love is bottomless.   His forgiveness separates my sins from me as far as the east is from the west.  Because His deliverance is thorough and His restoration is complete, He pulls me out from any pits and sets my feet on higher ground.  When I am humble and contrite, He, in all His Holiness, is right there dwelling with me even closer.  I can live a life that is pleasing to Him.  My freedoms do not lead me into extravagant pitfalls.  His wisdom governs my decisions and my paths.  Though I grieve when a nation turns its’ back on God, and refuse to bury my head in the sand, I know that, for me, God will use this strife for a good purpose in the lives of me and mine.

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Whatever the trial, how can I not overflow with outrageous hope?

Warm Wednesday Words: Inexpungible Family Ties

I love the word “inexpungible”, which means incapable of being obliterated. I am comforted to know that’s how God views my adoption.

Cobbled Stones

Much of this post is taken from a message I heard several months ago by Kevin Farr at First Baptist Church (my mom’s church) here in Steelville.  It was so meaningful to me I asked for the notes at that time and had planned to include them in a post long before now.  I still find the words both challenging and encouraging and worth sharing here.

Whether it’s spiritual family or earthly family, the bonds are made from rich and inexpungible meaning.  According to the Mirriam-Webster Dictionary “inexpungible” is incabaple of being obliterated.  That definition is especially meaningful to me since there have been relatives who have endeavored to rewrite our family history and in a sense “expunge” what we did by creating new relational terminology not historically accurate.  Thank God, it is not possible to rewrite history in truth.  Similarly, since Gal. 6:10 tells us to do good especially

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The Witch Hazel and the Stone

pink witch hazel

This morning my first chore was to plant a witch hazel tree.  Witch hazel trees are the only trees to hang onto their curly and colorful bloom-like tendrils during our zone 5-6 winters.   A tree that I had drooled over for years and finally splurged on from a mail order catalog for my birthday a couple years ago.  I took a risk and planted it in a very large pot (around 100 gallon), knowing that anything in a pot is more at risk of succumbing to freezing temperatures, but I was so uncertain of where I wanted it, that I chose the pot.  We made it through the winter with plenty of moisture to sustain root growth.  One thing led to another and I neglected the attention to the pot during a post winter snap that occurred during the early spring of 2018.  The limber branches became brittle and despite my periodic checking, continued to snap to announce my failure and loss and mock my gamble on the pot.  The particular company I ordered from had no guarantee, and so I mourned the death of my prized witch hazel tree and tried to let it go.

Fast forward to the summer of 2018, in which I stayed several times in Reed Springs, MO to help with the care of a granddaughter while my son and his wife worked out job training for her new job.  On each trip around 20 miles or so before their home, in a town called Highlandville, I passed a nursery that specialized in trees, and kept wishing I could stop.  On the last babysitting stay, I called the nursery and discovered that they, indeed, had native Witch Hazel trees!  The native variety is not the pretty pink flowered cultivars (though there is some pink in the yellow), but wow.   What a pleasant surprise.  I managed to prioritize the expenditure and arranged to pick up the tree on my last return trip.  The only size available was not much more cost than my former mail order purchase and yet many times taller and more established.  The owner agreed to tie the 6-8′ tree into a manageable size bundle and load it in my Subaru.  I was ecstatic, and drove the 3 hours home with the top portion of the tree beside me as my passenger.


So this morning was planting time for the Witch Hazel.  Digging a hole big enough to generously accommodate a 10 gallon potted tree is no small undertaking.  As with any of my gardening endeavors, I spend time in prayer and so clearly see spiritual application.  After about an hour of digging with pick ax and sweat pouring, even at 7:30AM, I encountered not just the typical small rocks the Ozarks are so famous for, but a large rock.  It was in the way of the hole that I needed, and so I continued to exert great effort at prying it out.  After a few minutes of absolutely no headway, I uttered a prayer for a sign of hope before giving up with this very large rock in the way of the future root growth of the witch hazel.  After a few more swings of the pick ax, the rock cracked.   Clearly, the Lord was giving me hope, not only for the large rock embedded deeply in the way of my planting hole, but also showing me what He can do with stone, i.e.,  hearts of stone.  “I’m going to give you a new heart, and I’m going to give you a new spirit within all of your deepest parts. I’ll remove that rock-hard heart of yours and replace it with one that’s sensitive to me.”  Ezek. 36:26 International Standard Version


The picture above shows all the pieces of the same rock.

After the initial crack, I was energized to persevere.  Though frustrated that the Ozarks can sport boulder size rocks well below the surface of an unsuspecting lawn, I continued.  Sweat pouring, I continued carefully striking blows at the rock in a manner that I hoped wouldn’t keep me awake in shoulder, arm and back pain later, making new cracks, taking out pieces, and marveling at the size of one ridiculous size rock in just the wrong place.   As progress was slow, I employed another method, that is, of picking at the dirt all around the rock, so as to access more of the rock for continued blows.  All the while praying, listening to the Spirit speak to me about stony hearts, the Master Manipulator of our surroundings so that He can better “reach” us, and how nothing is impossible with Him.  He can and will penetrate the hearts of stone.

I don’t know what makes stones geologically, but I do know some of the contributors to stony human hearts…things such as offenses, hurt, pain, bitterness, defensiveness, stubbornness, self-defense, and pride.  And to think He gave me the strength and perseverance to remove this deeply embedded stone as large as a turkey platter.  I have no doubt it was more for His glory in giving me another gardening devotional, than for my Witch Hazel tree having more space for it’s roots to grow.  Yet, sometimes in the process, He showers His love and blessings  on my own paltry plans while He accomplishes His greater purpose.  And I’m ok with that.  After all, I’m just clay in the Potter’s Hands.

I do hope this Witch Hazel lives.  I’m sure there will be more spiritual application, what with the brightness it displays in a dreary winter landscape, so I have a hunch it’s going to do just fine.



Warm Wednesday Words: “Friend”ly Tips

From “Never Unfriended” by Lisa Jo Baker

“Shalom” radically interactive – taking an interest in the physical and spiritual well being of others.  Care about their safety, soundness of body, welfare, posterity, peace and contentment, friendship and good health.  Shalom is a radical word that challenges us to wake up from our obsession with ourselves and instead start the deliberate choice of focusing on the people around us and desperately caring less about ourselves and more about their “health, prosperity, harmony and wholeness.  It means perfect welfare, serenity, fulfillment, freedom from trouble, and liberation from anything which hinders contentment.”  This is the secret to finding and keeping lasting friendships:  become women who want to see the women around you flourish. “Blessed are the peacemakers” (Matt. 5:9) the “shalom” makers.  “It is a word bursting with energy.  It mandates action and initiative.  Those who are invested, interested, and diligently working for the well-being of the people around them.  “For they will be called sons of God.”  (Matt. 5:9)

I want to be the kind of woman who makes other women feel welcome.  Where they feel seen, valued, and safe.  That means that whether or not we have close friends is entirely in our own hands.

It’s not about whether I’m ever unfriended; but rather about whether I will become the kind of woman who never unfriends.

Warm Wednesday Words: To Turn and Be Turned

I was so blessed to be able to jump on board at the last minute and go to the Living Proof Beth Moore conference in Springfield Friday night and Saturday morning. The worship was an amazing experience and the teaching  inspiring, stimulating, and stirring. Beth spoke from Ps. 30: “You turned my wailing into dancing; you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy.” The Hebrew word for “turned” is Hapak – to turn around…transformation.

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In those days sackcloth was some very rough cloth, similar to burlap, that they wore against their skin to cause them to feel outwardly what they were feeling in their hearts when they were undergoing something bad. It was also a message to those around them that they were hurting inside. And for believers, in a similar fashion to fasting, it reminded them each moment to take their burdens to God in prayer.

A few other pertinent cross references were   Deut. 22:5, “Yet the LORD your God would not listen to Balaam, but He turned the curse into a blessing for you because the LORD your God loves you.” Hosea 7:8, “Ephraim has allowed himself to get mixed up with the nations. Ephraim is unturned bread baked on a griddle.” I thought that was an interesting illustration.  As when a pancake is in need of turning, once side tends to burn and the top side is bubbly and doughy. When our perspective is out of wack and we aren’t listening to what God is trying to say to us we are like that unturned pancake.


To “take turns” in her talk was not meant as in taking turns with someone in doing something specific, but was to do with taking turns (or changes) in life that God would have us take. She outlined six steps to knowing how to take turns.

1) Know to your core that God alone is the turner. (Hebrews 1:3 – The Son is the radiance of God’s glory and the exact expression of His naure, sustaining all things by His powerful word. After making purification for sins, He sat down at the right hand of the Majesty on high.” The biggest work of God is on the other side of two words: to turn. Here is the exquisite Paradox: There is nothing He who cannot change cannot change.

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2) Need a turn.  Know that you need a “turn”. She referred to a portion of scripture that says “You have drawn me up as from a well). He draws us up from deep pits and we need to be cognizant of our need and His rescue to us.  Oswald Chamber said in “My Utmost for His Highest” (June 9), “If you realize that you are lacking, it is because you have come in contact with spiritual reality – do not put the blinders of reason on again.  The word “ask” actually means “beg.”  Perhaps it’s time we realize our desperate need of His turning us in some new way toward Him.

Same thing

3) Be willing to take the turn. The definition of insanity is doing the same thing, the same way and expecting a change. Some of us need to break free from the bondage of “sameness”.  We may not understand why some change is not pleasant.  However, there is something healthy about knowing that we will be able to ask Him “why”…”what happened here?” when we get to Heaven.  When we have grievous things happen to us, don’t skip the time to mourn. Lam. 5:15-17a says “for this our heart has become sick.” Ps. 107:33-35 talks about the fact that He turns rivers into deserts and deserts into pools. Whether it is good to bad or bad to good (and most of us experience both many times in our lives)…His job is to turn us toward Him!
Ps. 126:4 He restores. The true prosperity gospel is the prosperity of the actual gospel. It is us living out the gospel of Jesus. It is prosperity of our Spirit. It is when our gifting has been put at full throttle.
Ps. 31:11 (The Message) Says “You did it! You ripped off my mourning band and decked me with wildflowers!”

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4) Begrudge absolutely no one else a turn. In the old testament the word favor was tied in with the word grace. Always be gracious about the turns that are happening and should be happening in the lives of others. It is not all about you.  God is the turner.  Move with Him, not in resistance or opposition to Him.

5) Realize Jesus took your very worst turn. Meditate on this. Live your life in response to this. Live in the turn that God is doing in your life. The same thing is going to get the same result. Live in a constant Jesus Consciousness because we are living in a corrupt world.

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6) Testify to taking turns. Ecc. 3:7 “There is a time to tear and a time to sew.” When they wore the mourning garment they tore it to signify their mourning and brokenness. So it is interesting that God acknowledges there is a time to sew. Not throw the old garment out and pretend it was never torn. Not pretend we were never broken. But wear the scars that show His healing and redemption. The stitches bore the scars and tell a story. The story should always be about Him and how He used it. He is Jehova Rapha – The God who heals. He mends us with loving stitches by His own hands. He heals our wounds.

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Warm Wednesday Words: The Thawing Out of Hope

Aslan on the move


As we head into nearly 2 months of Tony’s unemployment, life’s annoyances never let up.  Appliances break, minor health problems rear their head and spending habits die hard.  We have not only temporarily laid to rest our big plans for a 2016 budget to finally include a retirement plan, but we also look at creative ways to be thrifty as well a closer scrutiny of the new slim line budget.   We have raised the old declutter banner theme  “Less is more in 2004”, (though we could still toss out many dumpster loads) and added on a 2016 theme of “Live Lean in ’16” or something like that.
Ps. 9:9 – The Lord is a refuge for the oppressed, a stronghold in times of trouble.
Aside from the trials that seem to renew themselves daily, we truly have been renewed inwardly day by day and the highlight of our days is our morning Bible readings.  We have started a new habit of praying the scriptures together, which I think is exciting.
Here is the  prayer I emailed to Caleb tonight, “Lord, we praise you because you comfort us in our troubles, so that we’ll know how to comfort others with the same comfort You’ve given us. In fact every trial is laced with the promise of “Aha”. I now know better how to encourage so and so. Not because our circumstances are the same, but the depth of emotion is similar and the yearning for relief also, as well as the realization that most would never or could never understand with such empathy.
We thank you that You are our Shepherd, the Good Shepherd of our family, and that you guide us in paths of righteousness. When we would lose our way, You see and you run to our rescue even if that rescue is in a form we don’t care for at the moment. In retrospect, we can always admit you pulled us out of a mess, sometimes just in time.
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You do honor us even among our enemies though not always on the timetable we’d like. Your love follows us all our lives and we will dwell with you in complete happiness in Heaven even as we taste Your joy now in this life. Thank you that you renew us inside day by day, even if outwardly we get depressed and at times deal with the slights and scorn of others. You are a refuge for us when we’re oppressed. As we humble ourselves under Your mighty hand, you lift us up in due time. We cast all our anxiety on you and believe that You really do care for us, so much you gave Your Son when we were and are so underserving. We humbly trust and obey you and eagerly await your reliefs, even as we enjoy our inner renewal in the trials, which we know will always come.”
Ps. 23:1-6 – The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want. He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters, he restores my soul. He guides me in paths of righteousness for His name’s sake.
Things are starting to happen and it is  reminiscent of the slow thaw of ice in Narnia after the long winter.  The sounds of melting ice include:  Some recent great family times, several positive job changes and job change possibilities within our large family and including that Tony will have had three interviews recently at three different companies by the end of this week, another family gathering coming up in spring, a reunion with Caleb in July on the outside of the bars, many recent helpful kindnesses shown us by family, my employers at Hutson Funeral Home, our church family at Center Point, and other local church friends, as well as the opportunity to get outside ourselves and help friends at Hannah’s Ranch in Cuba, MO (a Mission Gate Ministry), and as I look forward to an upcoming girls weekend and training in Mom’s in Prayer, International.
Ah….Aslan is on the move.

The Magnolia Tree


The Magnolia Tree

Winter is whimpering.
Dreary days come and go.
March winds are bickering.
Spring is making a show.

Heleborus was faithful
to show up in snow,
but its’ debut is fading
as the daffodils grow.

The forsythias stun us
in a short burst of bright,
but the most magnificent fuss
seems to come overnight.

It’s the herald of spring
and most gardeners agree,
the most charming tall bling
the Magnolia tree.

40 Encouraging Bible Verses for Job Seekers


How do you trust God when you’re facing unemployment? Here is a list of encouraging Bible verses for job seekers. Focus on God during this difficult time.

I hope you find courage and hope as you search for new employment. Spend time in prayer and rely on God’s Word. Trust in the Lord because He is faithful and will provide for all your needs.

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Warm Wednesday Words: I Can’t Get No Satisfaction…Or Can I?


Divine Romance

Phil Wickham “Divine Romance”

Though I too often let the business of life crowd out the mindset God has laid out for me, the deepest feeling of satisfaction for me comes from time spent in the Word because God never fails to reveal things to me and because His presence is a great comfort and guide in this life full of trials and temptations.

It’s natural for us to try to find comforting things that make us feel happy and I certainly have my favorites: a cup of coffee (even better a latte), a pile of books, family times, a close friend, a glass of Cabernet Sauvignon, and dark chocolate to name a few. But I’ve found that nothing can bring the satisfaction I long for except time spent in the Word and worship. Beth Moore says in her “Living Free” Bible study, “I believe God creates and activates a nagging dissatisfaction in every person for an excellent reason….God purposely created us with a need only He can meet…. Unfortunately, salvation alone does not completely fill the need…Christians can be miserably dissatisfied if they accept Christ’s salvation yet reject the fullness of a daily relationship that satisfies…He wants us to find the only things that will truly satiate our thirsty and hungry hearts.”

Sometimes too much of a good thing is gluttony and runaway expectations are hurtful. Beth goes on to say, “I am not minimizing the difficulty, but I am suggesting the obstacles are removed by volition. Some of the idols in our lives – things or people we have put in God’s place – can take much longer to remove. Some of them have been in those places for years and only the power of God can make them budge. We must begin to remove idols by choosing to recognize their existence and admitting their inability to keep us satisfied.”

The Rolling Stones captured the age old problem of dissatisfaction in their song, “(I Can’t Get No) Satisfaction”, ‘I can’t get no satisfaction, cause I try and I try and I try and I try.’  As long as our misguided hearts cause us to seek satisfaction in the wrong places permanent satisfaction will continue to elude us.  Not only will it elude us, but our efforts to chase it down and have it can become dangerous to ourselves or those around us.  To continue to indulge makes that thing an idol and/or a stronghold.  Isaiah knew exactly what happens to an individual caught in such a trap, “He feeds on ashes, a deluded heart misleads him; he cannot save himself, or say, ‘Is not this thing in my right hand a lie?’ (44:20)”  This is where intercession with all sorts of prayers for ourselves and others entrapped can be like a spiritual life raft for the soul.  God can and does open the blind eye and set free the captive when we pray with tenacity and faith.

Beth Moore confides in her personal experience of having her eyes opened to a lie she once held tightly in her hand, “I also remember the harrowing moment God opened my eyes to see what a lie I had believed.  I cried for days.  I originally thought this lie was a good thing…My heart, handicapped in childhood, had deluded me….My only consolation in my idolatry is that I finally allowed God to peel away my fingers…I am very aware that Satan will constantly cast idols before me.”

Chris Tomlin expresses well the delightful satisfaction in choosing what’s true in his song, “Satisfied”.

The most satisfying time of my day is the time in Bible study each morning with my husband.  God’s Word never fails to comfort and exhort me.  I am grateful for those who have prayed for me, because at times in my life I have blindly fed on ashes and grasped at lies.  Have you?  Do you know someone was praying for you?  I also know some who have or are feeding on ashes and “cannot save themselves”,  as Isaiah says, because they don’t recognize the lie.  They need and get my prayers!   Have you went to war in prayer lately for yourself and others in order to peel a lie from the hand and pull back a friend from a meal of ashes?