But, Lord, the steps are just too big!

In our mission travels overseas, time and time again, we would find ourselves in “Old Town” Europe, standing in front of a tower, cathedral or castle just begging to be climbed. Being a claustrophobic from birth, I just couldn’t bring myself to start up the winding stone staircases that, in some cases, were more than a thousand years old. I couldn’t see the top, couldn’t see out and because of the height of the steps themselves I could hardly get from one step to the next. Compound that with the people behind you in a bigger hurry or, God forbid, the people coming down that wanted to pass you in a space not big enough for one, never mind two!

So, I became the keeper-of-the-stuff as others, especially The Sweetheart, began their ascent. Oh, the pictures they would bring back! The view, the breathtaking views, of the city and beyond was just amazing. Many times I would hear them say, “If you had only gone a little further there were windows” or, “It got much easier just a little ways up” but it was too late. I had missed it.

But Lord, the steps are just too big!

I’ve felt this way so many times in my spiritual walk. Thinking it’s just too difficult, the steps are too big, it’s too crowded, too smothering and just too HARD. But God, rich in mercy, reminds me of His unfailing love, how He pursues and never gives up on us.

Are you facing a mountain that seems impossible to climb and yet, you know if you give up that you will miss out on what God has for you?

You were not meant to face the mountain alone; God wants to be your guide, protector and lifter of your head!

No matter what the situation, whether you need physical strength, wisdom for yourself or another, a financial breakthrough, healing in your home, etc., God is able to give the answer, according to His will, and bring peace to any problem.

Isaiah 63:11-14. I simply loved the reminder of the God who, as one version says, “linked arms with Moses”.

Then he remembered the days of old,
    of Moses and his people.
Where is he who brought them up out of the sea
    with the shepherds of his flock?
Where is he who put in the midst of them
    his Holy Spirit,
who caused his glorious arm
    to go at the right hand of Moses,
who divided the waters before them
    to make for himself an everlasting name,
who led them through the depths?
Like a horse in the desert,
    they did not stumble.
Like livestock that go down into the valley,
    the Spirit of the Lord gave them rest.
So you led your people,
    to make for yourself a glorious name.

He will do the same for you today! Link arms with Jesus and let Him be the Waymaker. He has all the experience necessary to bring you to the top of the mountain where the view will take your breath away.

Remembering 9.11…where were you?

Go the extra mile. It’s never crowded.

Remembering 9.11…where were you?

It’s an anniversary where the word “celebrate” is not appropriate but “remember” seems more fitting. Fifteen years ago today, radical Islamic terrorists hijacked four airliners and crashed two into the World Trade Center in New York City. Another was aimed at the Pentagon in Arlington, Virginia and the fourth plane hit the ground around Shanksville, Pennsylvania. Every year, when the anniversary rolls around, I hear so many saying they remember exactly what they were doing and where they were at when they heard of the first plane hitting the Twin Towers. I would love to hear your stories as well as we remember the fallen today, those that gave their own lives for others and those that had to go on living. 

I remember. I am sure we all remember. We had just made a major move to another state, another city and The Sweetheart was still working as an Air Traffic Controller in Indianapolis. We were hours away from each other. The two younger of My Three Sons had just started in their new schools, clear across a city that I could barely navigate through by myself.

Kyle, my oldest, was still at home that morning when we heard the news on the radio of the first plane crashing into the World Trade Center. The Sweetheart had just left the Indianapolis Center and was on his way home. I called his cell phone in a panic just as the second plane hit. By then I was ready to get in the car and go get both of my boys at school. The same thought went through my mind that probably went through yours: When would it end?

Thankfully, cooler heads prevailed as we calmed down and began to pray. Praying for peace, for help, for direction, for the President, firefighters, first responders, police officers and anyone affected by the horrific tragedies that were still unfolding.

Prayer was all we could do but it was definitely the most powerful tool that those of us on the sidelines possessed at the time.

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The world changed that day. 2,996 people lost their lives and thousands more were injured. We are more vigilant, more cautious and more aware of what is going on around us, especially at large gatherings. The world is still a dangerous place because of people who have no regard for human life and yet we do not stop living! We don’t cower in fear, we get up every day and LIVE. For those that believe in an Almighty God, we trust Him that no matter what comes our way, we know we have HOPE and, ultimately, it is not in this life.

Today, at churches and homes all across America, we will remember those that gave the ultimate sacrifice: their life for another. We salute them, and hundreds of thousands like them that continue to serve today. They walk out the door every day not knowing if they will return and their families say “goodbye” day after day, wondering if it will be their last.

Thank you for giving, thank you for your sacrifice, thank you for committing to a field of work that most definitely will not make you a wealthy millionaire. Thank you for going the extra mile.

For the Kingdom

When God doesn’t give the answers

The #FiveMinuteFriday word prompt is HEAL. Be encouraged and share your own stories whether you have been healed or not, others will be blessed!

I cough. Continually. Annoyingly and embarrassingly. For the last 4 1/2 years, ever since I landed back on U.S. soil from living in the Baltics, I have coughed. The first couple of years it was here a few months then it would go away a while. This past year and a half or so it has been non-stop and, unfortunately, confounds my rheumatologist, pulmonologist, and gastroenterologist. One just sends me back to the other for endless tests and more experimental medicine.

It is maddening.

Of course I have been prayed for, endlessly and yet, still with faith. Do I believe God can heal? Of course I do! You can read my other posts about times He has healed and times He has not here and here. We all know Paul talked about something in his life that God had decided he didn’t need healed of at that time, or maybe never. I have prayed, I have studied and I have heard a lifetime of sermons on healing. I don’t believe we have to jump through hoops. Naturally, I think we need to believe but the healing isn’t in our hands, it is in His.

When Jesus walked this earth and performed countless miracles, it was for the people to see so that they might believe. I think it is the same today! When HE chooses it will benefit the Kingdom, bring glory to His name and increase the faith of others to believe that Jesus is God, He will do so, all in His good time.

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Maybe many reading this today are struggling with something much more serious than a relentless cough. God knows right where you are, He has not forgotten you nor forsaken you. Maybe your healing is for “such a time as this” to bring glory to Him and many souls to salvation. And then again, maybe your testimony is bringing glory to Him every single day that you continue to walk with Him in spite of your illness or prognosis.

He is still God! We trust Him, as the song says,

When You don’t move the mountains, I’m needing You to move

When You don’t part the waters, I wish I could walk through

When You don’t give the answers, when I cry out to You

I will trust, I will trust, I will trust in You!

No matter what we face, no matter what the outcome might be, He is in control and if He decides our testimony is bigger than our healing? He will give us the strength and the grace for every single day and walk through the trial right beside us.