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Tuesday, February 14, 2017

I have been remiss, but I have been praying



if it is to encourage, then give encouragement; if it is giving, then give generously; if it is to lead, do it diligently; if it is to show mercy, do it cheerfully.  Love must be sincere. Hate what is evil; cling to what is good. Be devoted to one another in love. Honor one another above yourselves.
Romans 12:8-10
“So the inevitable question arises, how to trigger new orchid bloom? And the answer is both simple and complex because coaxing orchids to produce flowers requires a measure of patience and a number of meticulous steps…”


This morning I prayed that my husband would continue to love me as God commands.  I often say, “I love that man.” I don’t say often enough “that man really knows how to love me.”  And I am not easy.

For so very long, my life felt like Harlem after the snowstorm in The Wiz.  I’ve accomplished much professionally, but found myself in a new place, and challenged to figure it out through Grace and Faith.  Some women desire a traditional life, home to guard kith and kin.  I have friends who prayed for nothing more.  This was never my dream.  

When we wed, my husband told me it would never be my responsibility to support our family.  Nice to hear, particularly when you’re stressed at the office, facing deadlines, understaffed, over-tasked, needing to schedule yet another business trip…giving it all up to stay home sounds like the best thing in the world.  

So it was a lesson I learned; a lesson for which I am deeply grateful. At the time, I didn’t exactly know how to be where I was at the time, but here is what I know.  I am not easy.  Living with me, loving me is like getting an orchid to bloom.  According to experts, coaxing blooms from orchids requires “a measure of patience and meticulous steps.”  He loves me anyway, and well.  I have never felt more fully loved.  I know something else …almost 25 years ago when he proposed, my husband played this song, saying he wanted to hear it on our wedding day, and he knew then what I know now…God sent My Beloved to love me. His love is essential….like SALT.

Monday, January 30, 2017

Through the eyes of His Love...praying for that man I adore



Your eyes saw my unformed body; 
   all the days ordained for me were written in your book
 
   before one of them came to be.
 How precious to me are your thoughts, God! 
   How vast is the sum of them!
 
 Were I to count them, 
   they would outnumber the grains of sand—
 
   when I awake, I am still with you.
Psalms 139:16-18

Today marks three weeks of sacrificial prayer for my husband. Today’s prayer is that my husband’s self-image would be a reflection of the Lord’s thoughts toward him.  If you’ve ever mothered a child, this concept is simple…remember how you loved everything about that little person long before you ever held them that first time? 

Today’s challenge for all of us is to love ourselves and one another the way we are loved by God 
Today’s challenge for all of us is to see, to love ourselves and one another the way we are loved by God…that we might see our beauty, our potential, our unlimited opportunities through Grace.  What’s your self-image? Is it Divinely inspired? If it’s not, you’ve got some work to do, and all the inspiration you might need is in The Book.  

Psychologists teach us that people will treat you the way you treat yourself. Hmmm.....




 

Sunday, January 29, 2017

beware of strange women....yup, still praying



He who walks with wise men will be wise,
But the companion of fools will be destroyed.
 A good man leaves an inheritance to his children’s children,
But the wealth of the sinner is stored up for the righteous.
Proverbs 13:20, 22

Three weeks tomorrow of sacrificial praying for my husband.  Today’s charge--that my beloved be kept safe from “strange women and evil men.” We’ve been laughing about THAT one ALL day. 

My husband keeps wise counsel.  It’s who he is.  He is the one to whom friends go for sober, thoughtful guidance, and he gets as good as he gives.  His children have inherited from him; even as young people, they are the sober balanced voices among their peer groups-it is a weighty mantle to be worn by those so young, but it is their inheritance.  It’s a legacy inherited on both sides….we are the advice people, more so because we listen more than we talk…there is also wisdom in silence….the ministry of listening.

Lord, I thank You for the company of wise counsel with which You’ve covered my husband (and us all) throughout our lives…diverse communities of faith that enriched and enfolded us; delivering us daily from evil.  Keep him (and us) forever in Your Path, we pray.

And by the way, I am certainly the strangest woman my husband knows…and we both like it like that.





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