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We all have moments. Moments that we dread. Moments that we fear. Moments that we know are inevitable.

For me, one such moment recently took place but to my surprise the moment I dreaded the most became a beautiful moment where God showed up and surrounded me with His tender love and the strength to carry on.

I’ve known all along that it is only a matter of time before my mom no longer recognizes me. That’s what Alzheimer’s does. And no matter how hard I have tried to prepare myself, deep in my heart I have known that moment would be heartbreaking…and it was.

It had been a good day. I made lunch for my parents, and we had talked and even laughed together. Several times I even saw my mom’s eyes twinkle and heard her familiar laughter which now is such a treasure to me, but the laughter was short-lived. For just as we were saying our goodbyes, she looked up at me with inquisitive eyes and asked if I was the baby she had taken in and raised.

My heart stopped and tears began to fill my eyes. The dreaded moment had finally come, and I had no idea what to say or do. I closed my eyes and did the only thing I knew to do—I cried out and asked God for help. And instantly it was as if God whispered in my heart don’t focus on her not recognizing you—focus on the fact that she remembered taking a baby girl in and loving her as her own. In that moment, God showed me that she might not have recognized me but she still remembered me!

What a precious gift God gave me. In my despair, God gave me His grace that not only comforted my heart but turned a dreaded moment into a beautiful portrait of His love and concern for me.

Incidentally, just the other day, it happened again. We spent the afternoon together and at one point she looked at me and asked, “Now how do we know each other?”

I took a deep breath and knew it was going to be okay. God had already shown me His power and peace the last time, so I knew He would come through again. I grabbed her hand and said with a smile, “Oh, mom we go way back,” and I began telling her the story of when she showed up at my house and took me in when I was just a baby. Before long, we were both smiling, laughing, and thanking God for His incredible work in our lives.

I share this very personal story because it was such a powerful reminder to me that God will take our painful moments and turn them into beautiful gifts that truly point to His incredible love for us. As I think about the future, I know there are going to be many more difficult moments ahead, but I also know—His Grace Will Be Enough. Enough for Today and Enough to Hold and Heal My Heart so that I can confidently say:

My flesh and my heart fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.    Psalm 73:26



Out with the old and in with the new! A fun motto that is cheerfully chanted while ringing in the New Year but a motto that ignites within me a cleaning out frenzy like no other. Closets, drawers, storage rooms—they are all on my hit list.

But I must say, it’s a love/hate relationship I have with this task of decluttering and deep cleaning. I start off excited, highly motivated and ready to conquer the excess in my home but by the end I am tired, overwhelmed and can even be downright grumpy about the whole thing.

Perhaps this short glimpse into how it all went down last week might help explain why it’s bittersweet for me:

Day One:  I ferociously dove in determined and even excited to declutter and to begin the New Year fresh and organized. So I decided on the first day to take on one of the biggest challenges—my closet! Looking back, I’m not sure that was the best starting point for the simple fact that the time it takes to remove everything out of a closet, sort through it all, try on stacks of clothes and then put them back in such a way that would make Martha Stewart proud is enough to make anyone crazy! I’m embarrassed to say that I still had a few items in my closet from college days! And I should also mention the pair of blue paisley pants that truly could have passed for drapes. And if that’s not bad enough, I had a number of pants that I’m pretty sure I could have fit both legs into one side. I couldn’t help but think what in the world was I thinking holding on to all of this? But maybe what I really should have asked myself is what in the world was I thinking ever wearing any of it?

Day Two: Hall closets and bathroom cabinets—another daunting task that required fortitude as I ripped into all the hair products and makeup that I clearly must love to collect. (I’ve decided that I’m going to blame it on Y2K. I’m quite sure that I would not have survived without a cache of hair waxes and serums, so it’s always best to be prepared and stock up). But I have decided that if I buy one more Clinique or Estee Lauder bonus I really do need therapy.

Day Three: The kitchen pantry, cupboards, AND tupperware drawer. It always amazes me how many cans of cream of chicken or mushroom soup I think I need to have on hand. Or how about all the extra bottles of barbecue sauce or grape jelly that I buy because I forget when I’m at the store that I already have 5 bottles of said item sitting in my pantry? I find that deep cleaning is such a great task just to reacquaint me with what I already have! One thing is for sure though—if I never see another random lid-less Take Along container in my plastic container drawer I will be one happy girl!

Day Four: The last frontier: my daughter’s playroom. Anyone that is familiar with Emma’s love of animals will especially appreciate this undertaking. We dumped bins of her stuffed animals into the middle of the floor and one-by-one painstakingly determined if each one would stay or be donated to to the children of Guatemala. I must say that it was a tough decision since every animal had a name and a special place in Emma’s heart. “But mom, that’s Happy Cat. He’s part of the family. We can’t give him away,” she would say as she looked at me with her big imploring eyes. Needless to say, her family of stuffed animals is still going strong, but thankfully we were able to say our goodbyes to some and downsize her clan and even spread the love to those who have never had a Happy Cat, Bob the Duck, or Bucky the Horse.

Day 5: Operation Take the Christmas Tree down was launched followed by putting the house back together after a week of being in a tornado’s path.

So, there you have it—a short diary of 5 long dust-filled days. But the more I have thought about it, those 5 days actually went beyond decluttering and served as a great reminder to me of some important principles for other areas of my life:

  • If I want to accomplish anything of significance, I must be willing to work hard and do what is necessary rather than just what is fun and easy. I love what Ann Voskamp says about this:

When we don’t want to tackle hard things each day we must remember that we are meant to do hard and holy things because they are the next thing to get to the best thing God has for us!

  • Sometimes things must get worse before getting better and that is when I must practice tunnel vision—staying focused on the goal rather than the difficult process.
  • It’s important to sift through that which clutters my life so I can make room for what really matters.

However, what has been resonating most in my mind over these last few days is the importance of not just ringing in a New Year with an immaculate house but much more importantly making sure I take the time to thoroughly search my heart. Insecurities, lies from the enemy, jealousy, fear, greed, selfishness, and laziness are just a few of the things that can creep into the hidden places of the heart and crowd out the purposes and plans God has for me. My prayer is that I will not let a day go by without asking God to empty me of me and fill me with Him. May I fervently seek His face and keep my heart pure so that I won’t take one step out of His will or miss out on one opportunity to make a difference in this world for Him.

Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me.  Psalm 51:10

So here’s to a new year, a fresh start, and a clean heart. God, I ask You to do a new work in me this year that only You can do. Help me to be diligent in not allowing anything to clutter or harden my heart in any way. May I unswervingly follow You and honor You every single day of my life.

Keep your heart with all diligence, for out of it springs the issues of life…Let your eyes look straight ahead, and your eyelids look right before you. Ponder the path of your feet, and let all your ways be established. Do not turn to the right or the left: remove your foot from evil.   Proverbs 4:23-27



shutterstock_168379493Merry Christmas, my fellow December warriors!

Yes, we are indeed warriors because the holiday season is not for the faint of heart—it takes a brave warrior to drag out the dust-filled boxes from storage and thoroughly transform our homes into a Christmas wonderland all the while trying desperately not to get cranky when the brand new pre-lit Christmas tree lights don’t work (yes, this just happened. We spent hours of agony searching for the fuse. Fun times!), to survive the overcrowded malls and grocery stores, to navigate through the endless extra traffic with people angrily honking their horns, to seemlessly manage all the gift-purchasing and the stunning pinterest-worthy gift wrapping (my 8 year-old daughter can wrap better than me so unfortunately it’s gift bags for me), and to attend the countless Christmas gatherings with a platter of home-made holiday treats prepared in the wee hours of the morning.

On and on it goes and regardless of all my good intentions, I can so easily get sucked into the chaos of the season and loose my perspective. But somewhere in the middle of it all, these soft familiar strains quietly stir and beckon my heart:

All is Calm…All is Bright

Joy to the World

Oh, Come all ye Faithful, Joyful and Triumphant

Peace on Earth, Good Will to Men

Joy…Peace…and Love. Three beautiful words that eloquently sum up the spirit of Christmas, yet three beautiful words that I can wander so far from during this time of year. Oh, the irony of celebrating the birth of the Prince of Peace, but running and racing so hard that I miss the Joy, the Peace, and the Love of this holy season.

In thinking about this over the last few days, perhaps what has spoken to my heart the most is that when I choose to run ragged and spread myself too thin not only do I miss experiencing the JOY of the season but I also miss experiencing the OPPORTUNITY of the season—the opportunity to be a LIGHT and a source of HOPE to those around me.

If ever our world needed PEACE, JOY, HOPE and LOVE, it is now. Tension is at a fever pitch in our country. We can hardly turn on the news without scenes of bloodshed and terror gripping our hearts. We scroll through social media and see the hatred, divisiveness, and anger so viciously plaguing our land. Fear permeates our lives as we wonder what will happen next in our world.

And in the midst of the brokenness, we long for Emmanuel—God With Us, for He is the only One who can bring HOPE to our hurting world and PEACE to our weary souls.

Last night when the presidential debate ended and I made my way to bed, I couldn’t help but continue to think about the current state of our country and even our world with a heavy heart. All of a sudden, my errands didn’t seem so pressing and my Christmas cards and letter didn’t seem so urgent. What really resonated in my heart is how desperately this world needs Jesus and how vital it is for me to do my part to share His Love, His Joy, and His Peace to those around me.

After a restless night, I woke up this morning with a fresh perspective and a new outlook for the next eight days before Christmas. Instead of frantically preparing FOR Christmas, I will spend each day living the message OF Christmas in the following ways:

  1. Show LOVE. Recently, I purchased a Christmas book for my daughter called The Sparkle Box. The book is all about a family that looked for opportunities to help those in need around them. As they did each act of kindness, they would write it down on a little piece of paper and put it in a sparkle box under the tree. Then, on Christmas morning they would open up the box and read through the pieces of paper and offer it as a Christmas gift to Jesus. The book came with a sparkle box to be used during the Christmas season, and I have to say that seeing that sparkle box under our tree is a great message and reminder to not just see the needs of others but to DO something tangible to show God’s love to those around us.
  2. Spread JOY. With such unrest and negativity in the world right now, I am determined to be a source of joy. Instead of standing in the post office line with frustration written all over my face, I will strive to use it as an opportunity to converse with those around me. Rather than grumbling or complaining on social media, I will spread some joy by sharing what God is teaching me and posting fun stories and pictures of my family. And instead of fretting over all that must be done, I will put the cleaning aside and invite friends and family over to spend quality time together. The bottom line is if I want joy in the world, I must choose to spread it.
  3. Savor PEACE. What good are Christmas lights if we never stop to look? What good are the carols if we never take time to listen? What good is time with family if we are not fully present? What good is the manger if we never kneel and worship? Peace is found when we slow down and quiet our hearts to fully receive the wonder, the splendor, and the life-changing message of Christmas found in Isaiah 9:6:

For unto us a Child is born,

unto us a Son is given; 

And the government shall be upon His shoulder,

And His name shall be called

Wonderful, Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father

the Prince of Peace.


Since I know I am among friends, I will tell you a little secret about me that you may or may not know—I am a hopeless romantic. There’s something about a beautiful love story, a song, a tribute, and, oh my goodness, a wedding that brings tears to my eyes and a smile to my heart.

That is why you can only imagine how EXCITED I am about my husband’s niece’s wedding that is coming up in a few weeks. Just seeing the excitement in this young couple’s eyes and hearing all about the sweet details of their upcoming celebration (a Christmas wedding, I might add) has me eagerly counting down the days with them.

Just this past weekend, the wedding festivities were launched with the most beautiful and God-glorifying bridal shower that I think I have ever attended. And on a side note, the amazingly delicious yet exquisite cake pops were out of this world. (Let’s just be honest here, the cake is right up there at the top of the list of my favorite things at showers and weddings.)

I was so humbled and honored to share a devotional at her bridal shower. While I certainly don’t consider myself an expert on love and marriage, I will say that my husband and I will soon celebrate 20 years of marriage together and probably the biggest thing I have learned along the way is that marriage is a journey—a journey on which I am STILL learning and growing on.

In preparing for the bridal shower, I so wanted to offer insight, encouragement, and principles from God’s Word that would not only encourage our niece but would also relate to the 20 or more volleyball girls that she coaches who would also be in attendance. So, as I prayed and prepared, here is what God led me to share:

Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I have become sounding brass or a clanging cymbal.

And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, but have not love, it profits me nothing.

Love suffers long and is kind, love does not envy; love does not parade itself; is not puffed up, does not behave rudely, does not seek its own,  is not provoked, thinks no evil, does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth;

Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things, love never fails.                          I Corinthians 13:1-9

From this passage, we can see that love is more important than our words, our gifts, our good deeds, and all our actions. Therefore, if we don’t have love, nothing matters.

So if love is without a doubt the most important thing, what does it look like in our relationships? What choices can we make to love well? How can we implement love each day?

Let me be the first to say that I don’t have this completely figured out and I don’t always get it right, but here are 5 practical principles of loving well that I strive to apply in all of my relationships:

  1. Don’t let EXPECTATIONS crowd out the space needed to allow each other to grow and to develop into who God wants you both to be. We all go into relationships especially marriage with expectations. I remember doing so as a new bride, but if we are not careful we can become obsessed with who WE think they should be rather than allowing God to mold and shape them into who HE wants them to be. Philippians 1:6 “Being confident of this very thing, that He who has begun a good work in you will complete it until the day of Jesus Christ.” It’s always better when we can step back and allow God to do His work rather than us trying to always control and change those around us.
  2. Be a GRACE-GIVER. Marriage can be summed up as two imperfect people coming together as one. It’s important to remember that no one is perfect. We are all flawed and just as God has forgiven us we need to do the same with each other…especially to those we love. Ephesians 4:32 “Be ye kind one to another, tender-hearted forgiving one another, even as God in Christ forgave you.”
  3. Choose to RESPOND rather than to REACT. When we react, we just say whatever comes to mind, we spew, we let the chips fall where they may. Responding, however, is when we take the time to think before we speak. The Bible says in James 1:19,20, “Let every man be swift to hear, slow to speak, and slow to wrath, for the wrath of man does not produce the righteousness of God.” Three questions that really help me put things into perspective when I will implement them are: Is this really the end of the world? Will it matter a year from now? Can I let it go? Chances are we can usually let it go or at least step back and think so we can handle it in a more loving and grace-giving way. But perhaps the greatest thing that helps me choose to respond rather than to react is remembering that WORDS ARE FOREVER. We can always apologize, but we can never erase the memory of what we have said.
  4. Don’t hold on to FRUSTRATION and ANGER. Always choose to work it out. Ephesians 4:26 “Be angry and do not sin: do not let the sun go down on your wrath.” I can remember times when I was first married when I would be laying there at night stewing while he was snoring. It wouldn’t take very long before my husband would get a tap on his shoulder because I absolutely couldn’t sleep until we worked it out. And even though it probably wasn’t his favorite thing to be woken up, not letting a day go by without working things out is so important. Life is too short to hold on to anger and bitterness. I can’t help but think of that young pastor in Indianapolis whose wife was killed in her home last week by an intruder. I’m sure when the husband left for the gym that morning he never dreamed it would be the last time he would see his wife alive to talk with, to hold, to share his life with… None of us do, but no one is promised tomorrow that is why when we have conflict we need to do everything in our power to make things right as soon as possible between us and those we love.
  5. Choose LOVE each day. It’s not a feeling, a movie, or a love song— it’s a COMMITMENT. An every day CHOICE to do exactly what I Corinthians 13 says: to bear all things, to believe all things, to hope all things and to never let love fail.

Back when we were first married, I wrote a song for my husband. A song that really ties in with choosing love. A song straight from my heart.  And I think I will dust the 20 years of cobwebs off of it and leave it with you today.

Love’s Not a Song

When I said “I Do” I promised you that I would always be there. And since that day we’ve found a way to show how much we care. We’re at the start of a journey that’s going to last throughout our years. I’ll be with you in the laughter and I’ll be with you in the tears.

Love’s not a song but a choice that we make. Love’s not just a feeling but a vow that we take. It’s a promise to be true to the one God’s given you. Love’s not a song but a commitment all life long.

So we can’t give up when times get tough. We got to keep holding on. To win the fight, we have to do what’s right even when we don’t feel strong. Life’s not always easy. Problems come from day to day. We must choose right now to stand our ground. And let nothing stand in our way.

Love’s not a song but a choice that we make. Love’s not just a feeling but a vow that we take. It’s a promise to be true to the one God’s given you. Love’s not a song but a commitment all life long. It’s a promise to be true to the one God’s given you. Love’s not a song but a commitment all life long.




It’s been a few days since the weekend but the faces of the girls and some of their stories and questions will be permanently attached to my heart. Over these last few days, I have found myself thinking back and still processing the moments I had with them.

One girl had tears streaming down her cheeks as she told me that her dad had recently died very unexpectedly and not only that but just last week her mother had been admitted to the hospital. My heart instantly broke for this precious girl as I wrapped my arms around her and just held her for a moment. I could only imagine the sadness, the worry, and the fear that must be enveloping her heart. We talked and prayed together and then went our separate ways, but I have found myself thinking of her and asking God to give her the peace, comfort, and strength that only He can give.

Another girl shared that she had just lost her grandmother who was like a mom to her. Yet another young heart hurting and so in need of a touch from God.

Then, there were two girls that came up to me and had questions. Brave questions. Questions like— what do I do when my friends want me to do something that I am not comfortable doing? How do I say no? How do I draw the line? These were all things that God had led me to speak on in our session, and it was exciting to see that they had truly listened and wanted to know more.

All throughout the evening beautiful teenage girls were asking questions and sharing stories. And as I looked into their eyes and listened to their hearts, it was like time stood still because nothing mattered more than what they were sharing and everything within me wanted to encourage their hearts and cheer them on.

One thing that really became clear to me was that young people are searching and hungry for answers and we as adults can help them. We don’t have to be the coolest, trendiest thing out there to connect and make a difference with teens today. In fact, at 43, I’m probably considered “over-the-hill” by many of them. But when we share from our hearts and boldly use God’s Word to show His principles, young people will listen.

As I thought about my time with them, I came to these conclusions :

  1. Young people need to know we truly care. I believe the way to hear their stories is to share our own. When they know that our lives haven’t been perfect and we know what it is like to go through hard times then they will feel comfortable opening up their hearts and sharing their pain which allows us the opportunity to point them to Jesus.
  2. Young people want to know the truth. I think sometimes as adults we can dance around the truth and even become real vague on the issues facing kids today. Perhaps we do that out of fear of turning them away. Perhaps we do that because we have allowed ourselves to be passive and vague in our own lives. But what I experienced with the girls last weekend is that young people are drawn to courage and will respect us when we speak the truth in a loving way.
  3. Young people will take a stand if we will lead the way. A few of the girls asked questions about movies, music, dating standards, alcohol and the pressures in general that they face on a daily basis. They knew my convictions on these things because I expressed them very clearly and candidly throughout the session but what was exciting was that their willingness to ask more questions truly showed their desire to live for Jesus. I again explained to them that when we know Jesus He lives within us, so He hears everything we say and He is with us in EVERYTHING we do. This truth alone can really help us as Believers in knowing where to draw the line. For example, if I am in a movie and I would be embarrassed if Jesus were sitting beside me, then I should probably not be watching that movie and should walk out. Because the truth is—when I have a relationship with Jesus HE IS ALWAYS WITH ME! So, when we start applying that principle to all of these different areas, the gray areas slip away and the answers become very clear.
  4. Young people can make a difference now. If we are honest, every single one of us wants to matter, and kids especially feel this way. Helping them develop their relationship with God and helping them understand that God has a very special plan for them now can be the very thing that plugs them into the dreams and purposes for which they were created. When they realize that they have opportunities to make a difference in the lives of their friends and other kids at school and when they choose to seize their opportunities to make an impact, they will begin to see God using them in ways they never dreamed possible. They will also begin to experience the confidence and fulfillment that comes with walking in the center of God’s plan for our lives.

As for me, perhaps the biggest take away from the weekend was that there is no point challenging these kids to live for Jesus in every area of their lives if I am not willing to do the same. I must choose EVERY day to surrender EVERY area to Him.

I shared with a few of the girls how years ago when traveling home from concerts, I would occasionally stumble across a People magazine that someone had left behind on the airplane. As I would pick the magazine up and read it to help pass the time on the flight, it didn’t take long for God to convict me because I knew reading about all the Hollywood stars that were divorcing, having affairs, and getting drunk at parties couldn’t possibly go along with Scripture, for it certainly didn’t align with Philippians 4:8:

Whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are noble, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report, if there is any virtue and if there is anything praiseworthy—meditate on these things.

Now let me just say that I assured the girls that reading a People magazine is not the worst thing ever, but here’s what God taught me—if I’m not willing to take a stand with the small things, how will I ever stand for the big things that really do matter? How will I say no when I am pressured to do wrong? How will I courageously turn away from the temptations that surround me?

Ultimately, it comes down to choices every day. It’s really that simple. And my heart rejoices that there was a gymnasium full of girls this past weekend with open hearts that said “Yes, I will CHOOSE JESUS each day!”

And with these girl’s commitment fresh in my heart and mind, I ask you and I ask myself the same question:

Will You Choose Jesus Today?