Divinity in Close Quarters

Divinity in Close Quarters

The thought of God “dwelling with” people was a pretty amazing concept, not only for the Israelites, but for all mankind. “God living with people” . . . think about it . . . Divinity in close quarters with humanity.  God with man—Immanuel. What an amazing thought!

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The Nativity Brings a Death Blow

The Nativity Brings a Death Blow

This year, when you open your mail to find a Christmas card with a lovely manger scene, remember that although the setting appears peaceful, this night brought a warrior Child, the One who would conquer death, hell, and the grave. Make no mistake, this birth brought with it a fatal death blow to the enemy of our souls.

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The First Whispers of Advent

The First Whispers of Advent

The greatest love story lies at the heart of Advent. The first whispers of Advent come in the first days that man walked with God. Days filled with: beauty, youth, freshness, unspoiled terrain, courage, strength, perfection, fearless adventures, experiencing pure enjoyment with no regrets. The first couple had no context for comprehending pain and death. The earth was full of the knowledge of the Lord as the waters cover the sea.

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Standing at the Red Sea’s Edge

Standing at the Red Sea’s Edge

Not exactly the Red Sea, but it feels a lot like it. Disappointing, but not surprising news. We spent much of last week in Dallas for appointments and tests. LeRoy’s MRI showed that there has been virtually no change in the spinal cord lesion, which is why he is still having so much pain. These days, I’ve been spending time in Psalm 106:

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Join Me for Advent?

Join Me for Advent?

Were you out in the malls catching the sales this weekend? I missed it. Have you already put up your tree? My pilgrims and pumpkins never even made it to my kitchen table this year. It was a different Thanksgiving, and I have a feeling it will be a very different Christmas season, but I don’t want to rush through this season or miss the meaning of Advent, no matter what my day holds.

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This Can’t be Happening!

This Can’t be Happening!

We hadn’t seen her in years, but she looked just the same. We’d spent many an enjoyable Sunday afternoon at her table, being loved on by her, while eating her famous pecan pie. To be with Miss Linda (as our little ones called this woman who was an “adopted grandmother” to them) meant you were sure to spend most of the time laughing; her laughter is infectious.

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The Comforting Fellowship of Suffering

The Comforting Fellowship of Suffering

The woman in the booth across from me met my eyes in an empathetic exchange. I had no idea who she was, but as she paused from lifting her fork, her silent communication indicated to me that she had a greater understanding of our situation than most.

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Where Have You Been?

Where Have You Been?

That’s a question I’ve been asked a lot lately. For one who’s been a “daily blogger” for more than half a decade, suddenly going almost a month without a post seems like a jolt (more so for me than for you, dear faithful reader). All I can say is: taking care of LeRoy is now my first priority. And my life looks much different now. Imagine doing not only your regular duties, but doing double (doing for two), and then multiply that by the additional load of caring for someone with a serious illness, and you’ll have an idea of why it’s difficult for me to find time to write.  

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Here’s the Good News and the Bad News

Here’s the Good News and the Bad News

Good morning, prayer-warrior friends! I feel like all I do anymore is ask you for prayer, and we can’t thank you enough for faithfully answering that call! This week, as we traveled to Dallas, as we sat in the Neurology clinic, anxiously awaiting news of LeRoy’s latest MRI, we could literally sense your prayers. Grateful. That’s a small word, but we are sending it out to you with enormous depth. You’ve traveled this journey with us since August, and we’re blown away by your faithfulness to intercede for us.

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Not Losing Heart!

Not Losing Heart!

November arrived, but the calendar in my head hasn’t caught up. It seems like everything in our lives came to a standstill way back in August, when LeRoy first entered the hospital. The world has moved on, summer ended and school semesters started, but in some ways, LeRoy and I are stuck in a “timeless” and somewhat solitary season. But even though I’ve been stuck back in August, the calendar tells me that fall arrived more than a month ago. And I don’t want to miss it. Fall is my favorite time of year, I love this season more than any other.

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When God Takes Over Your Planner

When God Takes Over Your Planner

You know that “open hand” that I’ve told you I’m learning to live with? You know, the hand that threw away the planner I normally clutch tightly to my chest? Well, it’s a good thing that I’m not in charge of that any more, because once again, plans have changed—and this time I’m so glad! I love letting God take over my planner; there’s nothing better than the adventure of living in providence!

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The Goodness of God Shines Through

The Goodness of God Shines Through

If my posts have left you with the impression that all we’re experiencing is sorrow and suffering, then I’ve painted an inaccurate picture. Yes, for LeRoy, every day is physically painful—filled with long hours of excruciating muscle spasms and shooting nerve pain. But God’s goodness shines through, even in this dark terrain. God has given many tangible good gifts and joys through this season.

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He is Faithful, Even When I’m Not

He is Faithful, Even When I’m Not

Another sleepless night. After only two hours of sleep, although bone-dead exhausted, the pain urges LeRoy awake and although he tries to lie silently, suffering in the dark to not disturb me, I’m aware when his rhythmic breathing stops. I know he’s awake and waiting for his next meds, lying there praying and hoping for relief. Most mornings start this way. Precious readers, you have left sweet comments, encouraging messages, and sent kindness my way through words of affirmation. But, I need to assure you, God is the One who is faithful here, not me. There are days that my flesh rises and threatens to take me down.

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Learning to Live With an Open Hand

Learning to Live With an Open Hand

Being a planner is my nature. Things go much more smoothly when I’ve got a plan. It’s never fun to start a meal and realize you don’t have half your ingredients because you didn’t plan well. Especially when my children were small, it helped the day run well if I looked ahead and had things prepared for the day. As a young mom, I was forced to become an organized planner. But I’m realizing that this new life we’ve entered means letting go of my planner to some extent. I’m learning to live with an open hand.

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Walking the Path He Has for Us

Walking the Path He Has for Us

Our journey down this road has really just begun, we’re only eleven weeks into it, and yet we’ve been in training for this road since birth. Before LeRoy let out his first cry, and before I broke the water of mom’s womb, these steps along this path were prepared for us. Preparation happens, even when we’re unaware. That’s one of the deep mercies of God. Nothing takes Him by surprise; that would be impossible! He plans, prepares, and sets in motion the course He has for us:

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