Don’t just talk to God…Listen…


Writer’s Note: When you pray, make sure to listen, too. God has many wonderful when you pray, listenthings to say. Thanks to Facebook “Memories,” I ran across this early morning conversation I had with Him back on September 18, 2011. It was a tough period when two of my dearest friends had just been diagnosed with life-threatening diseases. And, while there was much sadness and grief surrounding the circumstances on that day and days to come, I have to admit that it drew me closer to our Lord and Savior and I learned to really listen. And for that I am eternally thankful. God, I love you so very much. Thank you for always being there for me! Amen and Ehmen!

Me: But, God, why are testimonies so important? Why can’t we just write fiction? Why do people have to actually live these trials and tribulations; these nightmares?

And the answer came:

“Because, my child, fiction is made up; it is not real. But, I am REAL and so is Heaven and the Eternal Life that I offer. I need all My children to know that it is times like this–times when problems are so massive that the human mind can’t even begin to comprehend–that I do my best work. Read Jeremiah 32:27

Jeremiah 32:27 New International Version

“I am the LORD, the God of all mankind. Is anything too hard for me?

I never expected my children to do life on their own. I am, always have been, and will always be right here, just waiting for you to call on me. Read Ephesians 40:28-31.”

Ephesians 40:28-31

28 Do you not know?
Have you not heard?
The LORD is the everlasting God,
the Creator of the ends of the earth.
He will not grow tired or weary,
and his understanding no one can fathom.
29 He gives strength to the weary
and increases the power of the weak.
30 Even youths grow tired and weary,
and young men stumble and fall;
31 but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint.

A Personal Conversation About Purpose…


Writer’s Note: My brother, Gary, passed away this week and after writing his eulogy, I have had little emotional energy to write anything else. So, today, I post something from my personal Dear God Journals. It’s a personal conversation on purpose, a dialog, if you will, between me and Thee. May we all find peace and purpose today and in the coming days. Amen and Ehmen.


Today, while looking for the scripture that said “Praise God from who all blessings dear godflow,” I realized that, while based on biblical truths, it is not a verbatim scripture from the Bible at all; but is instead from a song written in 1551. Then, I realized that God did not stop when he completed the 1,189 chapters, 31,173 verses, or 807,361 words in the Bible.  Nor did He stop with the parables of the Gospels or when He inspired that old gospel hymn. God still, today, has things to say and as long as we keep our eyes, ears and hearts tuned to Him, we will still see His words and teachings all around us; a continuous flow of comfort, restoration and salvation for those yet wandering in the desert on the fringe of the Promised Land.

From there, my mind wandered to purpose. Probably because that is the topic of study coming up at my church and is something that has been pounding me personally over the head for the past several weeks. I began to ponder how God hasn’t stopped utilizing plain ol’ everyday sinners for His purposes and that I, like all of us, have been purposed and given the gifts to fulfill that purpose. About three years ago, when God opened my eyes to my own purpose., it was like seeing Jesus standing on the water, calling to me, my purpose in His hand. But, while relieved to finally know what my purpose was, I must admit that I did not fully embrace it and have allowed fear and life’s everyday obstacles to get in the way. It has been an on-again, off-again affair, to say the least.

I desperately want to be like Peter who trusts Him enough to step out of the boat. Sure, Peter sank, but I know in my heart of hearts that just proves that it’s ok to be human and that God’s grace and hand will always be there to save us. Not being able to do something on our own does not make us a failure at all, but instead it is this realization through which we gain eternal life. Truly, we have nothing to lose, but everything to gain by keeping our eyes locked on Jesus and for repeatedly stepping out of that boat, our purpose in hand.

And, just as I punctuated that last thought, I heard that small, still voice whispering softly to my spirit:

“Don’t you get it, My child? You know in  your heart that I want you to write; that is My purpose for you. Need an aha moment? Here it is. That poor memory I gave you was never intended as an obstacle. Instead it has taught you the habit of writing things down; things that were not meant just for you. Keep writing, my child. Words are powerful. I used them to create the world and I still use them to reach my many lost and wandering children who, like you, tend to forget that I am here to save them. You, My daughter, are like a pen through which My ink wants to flow. As long as you allow Me to be the one that clicks the button that locks the ink reservoir in place, My everlasting ink will flow through you so that you can do your part to fulfill My purposes. Keep writing, my child, and leave the rest to Me.”

Enough said. Thank you for choosing me, Lord. Please help me to be one of the most used, most reliable pens in your arsenal.  Forever and ever. Amen and Ehmen,

Please let it be so…


This is a short excerpt from a conversation with a dear friend who was going through a difficult time and seemed to be struggling a bit spiritually. About the same time, I was being nudged, sometimes not so gently, out of my comfort zone as I  began to see the fullness and the cruciality of the purposes and plans God has laid out for me. Stumbling upon the words tonight, it reignited something deep inside of me and I felt compelled to share it. It is in its original non-edited state, spoken from the heart, and shared tonight just because I’m learning not to question…

“You are still living much of your life based on feelings and emotions….flesh….as do many of us…..you still don’t trust God…at least not completely. You are still a little upset with Him….or maybe I should say disappointed by Him….We are both still trying to live in the Spirit, but to do so by dictating the parameters….by what we want, instead of what He wants.

It has really shook me to my core….knowing that God has this beautiful calling on my life….this mantle of spiritual leadership….and that I keep walking away out of fear and doubt,

THAT is what I want to fall in love with….overcoming fear and doubt and stepping into everything that He has for me. For there….in that place….I know that I know fear and sadness will be replaced with joy, and loneliness with the fullness of life.

I want to please Him. I don’t want to fear anything but Him.

I want to serve Him. To Glorify Him.

Please let it be so. Amen and Ehmen…

Same God, Same Plan…


Writer's Note: Another page from my personal "Dear God" Journals. Though this was from a few months ago, the lessons learned will last a lifetime...and beyond. Here's praying that we all spend more "Me and Thee" time. You don't have to spend hours. This exchange took about 20 minutes. :)

April 2, 2015 6:27 a.m.

Good morning, Father.

I was just re-reading what we talked about yesterday. Thank you for teaching me from your word. I dear godcouldn’t stop thinking about the fig tree yesterday and listened to three sermons on it. The really cool thing is that the information I got there simply added detail to what you told me. Oh, how I love these times together and learning directly from the teacher. Please continue to teach me and please let me say tuned to You so that it is Your voice and Your voice alone that I am hearing and so that I can discern right teaching. And thank you especially for the one preacher I listened to yesterday afternoon that gave facts on the fig tree as fig trees are not part of my everyday life. Just to recap so that I can remember: fig trees grow really tall, as tall as 50 feet; they grow even wider; they have many leaves and make great shade trees, providing protection from the elements; they were very common in Israel and Palestine; and, though, it was not the “season” for figs, there should have been evidence of the fruit to come on the tree in March when this occurred. What Mark meant by “not the season” was that the fruit did not ripen for harvest until around June. The tree represented Israel, just as you said, and it is still a symbol that applies to us all today. Lord, I pray with all that I am, do not let me become like that fig tree, looking the part on the outside, but bearing no fruit. To be dried up from the roots means that the tree is no longer drawing life from the Father. Lord, please help me to always stay rooted in you and connected to you. I need you today and every day and will re-commit my life to your plan and purpose every single day that I am allowed to wake up. What do you have for me today? I love you, sweet Lord. In Jesus’ name I pray, Amen and Ehmen.

“Oh dear, dear child, I am so proud of your commitment to My will and purpose, and, as long as you stay committed to that, and keep living in relationship with me, you will never have to worry about disappointing me. The roots will grow deeper and you will grow more and more beautiful and fruitful. Will there be others who still stand by the wayside and look like that Fig Tree that is no more? Yes. But, together, you and I will warn those who are going in that direction so that they, too, may “turn a new leaf” before it’s too late. Child, there will always be some that have hardened their hearts, but that day will come when every knee will bow and every tongue will confess that I am the Lord. I am the only One that ever was and that ever will be. I am the same One that Abraham, Jacob, Moses, David and Jesus prayed to. Yes, child, you pray to the same God! And, you serve the same God. You are a part of the same plan that was put into play before the dawn of creation. My plan hasn’t changed just because the world has changed. It remains and will remain even after the end of time. It IS just like I AM. Yes, there will come a day when the world as it is will pass away and those who know the world and things of the world only will pass away with it. But, those, like you, who know Me will live forever by my side in glorious eternity. I love you, child…with all My heart….and I AM the Lord, Your God.”

God is Real!


Writer’s Note: I just love these little reminders of how much our God loves us and is ALWAYS in ALL WAYS there for us. This was a little praise report I posted on my FB page on August 3, 2012 as my only child headed off to college and I prepared myself for an empty nest. Oh, and by the way, my nest is far from empty. My daughter is back at home, at least until next year when she gets married, and my beautiful mom has just moved in. God is good. All heart isaiah 46.4the time.

Oh, my, how great is our God! I have to share this with you, but please bear with me as I try to convey this before completely processing it all. It’s just so incredible to me, I can’t wait. As I was struggling a bit tonight with my impending empty nesthood, I did a little google search for an article that might help. The one I chose was about single parents struggling to find their purpose when the kids they focused on for so long were now leaving the nest. Towards the end was a scripture that really caught my eye. Isaiah 46:4 “I will be your God throughout your lifetime — until your hair is white with age. I made you and I will care for you. I will carry you along and save you.” Oh, how I needed to hear that! So much so, in fact, that I got up and went in the other room to get my bible so that I could read it in context; really study it. As I sat back down and opened the bible to begin my search, my eyes rested on a scripture. I noticed it was 46:4. No way, I thought! Then I looked up and saw the Chapter Title. Isaiah!!! Oh my! Out of 2600-plus pages in my bible, 31,000-plus verses, my bible opens to that page and my eyes fall on that verse. Coincidence? No way. Thank you, God!!! I asked you earlier today for sure signs. Thank you, God, for being so patient and thank you for making yourself known to us in such undeniable ways. Can I just say, you rock! Amen and Ehmen!

Isaiah 46:4: New International Version
Even to your old age and gray hairs I am he, I am he who will sustain you. I have made you and I will carry you; I will sustain you and I will rescue you.

Tell Them That I Love Them…


Writer’s Note: This is a letter I wrote to my dear friends after he was diagnosed with a rare, life-threatening illness. Though it and the years that have passed since have been among the most difficult I could imagine, God has been there, always showing up whenever He was needed…such as in the writing of this letter. When my heart was bleeding for my dear friends, He took my hand and directed my pen. I sure love Him!

September 10, 2011

So, I sit here staring at my computer screen, praying for God to give me just the right words. What do I say to the two people on earth that have become closer to my dear godheart than a brother and a sister? What do I say to the two people to whom I have become eternally bonded; what do I say to them, O Lord, when they are facing this difficult time.

And then I heard Him speak, whispering ever so quietly deep in my spirit:

“Tell them,” He said, “Tell them that I love them. Tell them that they are not alone, nor will they ever be alone. Tell Neil that I am proud of him; the man he has become; a faithful servant and a soldier in My own army not afraid to take a stand against a shepherd that has lost his own way. Tell him that, though I know the pain and burden has been so very heavy through all this, that it WILL be worth it in the end. My WILL is always worth it. Tell him that this was a part of his purpose here on earth. Tell him because of his firm stand that My Glory will be fully restored in My Church. Tell my son that I am so very proud of him.”

“And tell my daughter,” He continued, “tell my sweet, sweet daughter who never fails to make me smile that I am right here collecting the tears of her heart, pouring each and every one into the well of life where millions of my other hurting and lost children will find comfort and ultimate restoration. Tell her that this is what it is all about. This is HER purpose. Tell her that, though I know the pain and burden continues to be so heavy, that it WILL be worth it in the end. Tell her My WILL is always worth it and that through her My Glory will shine for the world to see. Tell my daughter that I am so very proud of her.”

“And, you, My child. I am collecting all of your tears, too. You know your purpose and one day will quit fighting it. Like Peter, you have made that first step out onto the water, but, like Peter, you have been distracted by the storms raging around you. The day is nigh, my daughter; the day is nigh. And, as for your friends and soul mates, you know deep in your heart that “I have this”. I have been giving you visions of me as a superhero for a reason. I AM the ultimate superhero and I, indeed, “have this”. Now, I will thank you to please quit imagining me in tights. The Creator of the universe does not wear tights! But, I do want to thank you for your sense of humor. Laughter is good. I love you all, my dear children. All of you, just stay focused on me. Keep your eyes right here. I will not let go!”

And, with that said, the voice in my spirit quieted and I sat here again watching the cursor blinking on my computer screen. Off and on. Off and on. I love you two with all my heart and soul. And I commit to you that I will follow God’s lead today and forever and that I will do my part in our God-created friendship. I will be here for you until death do us part. And, then, when our time is up on this earth, I will be there with you basking in the light of His Glory and savoring His words, “Well done, good and faithful servants. Well done.”

I love you. Forever and ever. Amen and Ehmen!

We Can’t Beat Him, So Why Not Join Him?


I couldn’t sleep laPoint to Ponderst night and decided to spend some time reading the Book of Esther and Haman’s plot to destroy the Jews. If he had succeeded, God’s plan to send His son to earth as a Jew could have been thwarted. However, God’s plan can never be stopped and Haman’s plan was doomed to fail. As Christians, chances are we don’t plot to exterminate a whole race of people, but how many times do we let our own pride or ignorance launch a plan that may not be in God’s plan and is doomed to fail, unnecessarily causing pain and chaos in the end? Wouldn’t it be easier if we could all learn to first seek the face of God, to bow to His authority and to dedicate all of our time and energy to His purpose and plan which we all know is going to happen with or without our help? I pray for the wisdom to spend my time and efforts helping. We can try to all day, just as people have throughout eternity, to outsmart, outlast and beat God, but it will NOT happen. We can’t beat Him. He is God. Why not join Him? Amen and Ehmen!

The Prodigal Daughter


Writer’s Note: Two years ago this month, I went through a very difficult time and, though, due to current circumstances, I still can’t really talk about it in detail, I am happy to report that I came through it and am better for it. God showed Himself in more ways than one and took care of every little detail. What others meant for evil, God used for good. No matter what you are going through, please don’t ever give up on God, because I can promise you that He will never give up on you!

From my God-Journal, May 27, 2013

As the sun started playing peek-a-boo from the other side of my window dear godearly this a.m., I lay in bed praying. Soon, however, I started thinking about everything that is going on in my life and found that my prayers had all of a sudden turned into worry. When I discovered I was worrying, I returned to praying; then worrying; then praying; and so the morning went. During my last prayer stint, I heard a whisper deep in my spirit. Two words began to encircle my churning mind: prodigal son.
Prodigal son? What, Lord? What on earth does the story of the prodigal son have to do with me right now? Why would You compare me, Your child who loves You dearly, to this wayward character in the bible?

Grabbing my bible, I studied inherently the story outlined in Luke, Chapter 15, Verses 11-24, and then began to once again pray. I sat down at my computer as I often do when I feel a teaching coming my way. The words below are what I heard.
“Don’t be so literal, my child. Daughters can be prodigal, too, and the inheritance you squander doesn’t have to be financial. Child, do you forget that the day that you accepted My Son, You accepted Me and that when you accepted Me, you became a co-heir in My Kingdom? Go read Romans 8, Verses 14-17.

“For all who are led by the Spirit of God are children of God. So you have not received a spirit that makes you fearful slaves. Instead, you received God’s Spirit when he adopted you as his own children. Now we call him, “Abba, Father.” For his Spirit joins with our spirit to affirm that we are God’s children. And since we are his children, we are his heirs. But if we are to share in his glory, we must also share in his suffering.”

“Yes, but,” I found myself contradicting, “what exactly are you condemning me for, dear Lord? I know that I am Your child and I know and look forward to my eternal inheritance in Heaven. I also understand that I have to share in Your suffering in order to share in Your glory. I haven’t turned my back on that and I haven’t squandered it, have I?”

As I closed my bible and opened my eyes once again, it was if the Teacher had gotten up from behind His desk at the front of the class and walked over and stood beside mine. Though I readied myself for stern correction, I felt a gentle rain of love, patience and grace wash over me as He instructed my hands to turn to John 16:33.

“I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.”

The word “Peace” leapt off the page and at THAT moment it all became clear. Oh my, I thought, I am a prodigal daughter who has been squandering the very heart of my inheritance as I have essentially handed over my peace to people, circumstances and situations I was never intended to deal with on my own.

Oh, thank you, Lord, for your patience with me and for standing in the field, arms wide open, just waiting for me to return to your offer of peace in the midst of distress and turmoil and heartache and pressure; for the inheritance of peace that is born of Your guarantee to cause everything to work together for the good of those who love You and are called according to Your purpose…people like me.
Father, you have made me rich with this inheritance of peace, and I thank You today for these most difficult and trying times and, most especially, for this reminder that I can have peace through it all, because You are in me, and I in You. Help me to stand firm as we traverse this valley together. Amen and Ehmen.