What Do You Want

Luke 18:35-43 tells the story of Bartimaeus. He is a blind man that kept hollering out to Jesus as Jesus was walking by.

Jesus heard the man calling out to Him and ordered that the man is be led to Him.

Therefore, Jesus knew the man was blind.

Once the blind man was near to Jesus, Jesus asked him a question…a loaded question…a simple question…a question with an obvious answer….

What do you want Me to do for you?

Jesus knew this man was blind and yet He still asked to be told what the man wanted.

Jesus wanted the man to say it out loud to Him first.

The man’s obvious answer?

Lord, let me regain my sight.

Vs 43 tells us he immediately regained his sight.

How many times do we assume God knows what we want from Him?

Is it because we have asked a thousand times before for the same thing?

Is it because what we need is as obvious as a blind man’s desire to see?

Jesus asks of us the same thing~

What do you want Me to do for you?

Be honest.

Be real.

Be consistent.

Don’t settle for what you don’t really need.

Get to the heart of the issue and ask for it.

Be persistent in your requests.

When our desires are in line with God’s will and good plan for both you and His Kingdom, He will say:

Your personal trust and confident faith in Me has made you well.

Our role, while we ask/wait/recover is to

Praise God

Glorify God

Follow God

Honor God

So all the people, when they see it, praise God too.

My Dearest Pain

11 years ago today, my family was robbed of a precious sister, mother, friend, and daughter by alcoholism.

She was so much more than the disease that took her from us!

Since then, my eyes have been forced open to see the brokenness that exists in this world we live that feeds into the desire to escape.

I had been living my life in a way that reflected an acceptance to “this is as good as it gets, so it doesn’t matter what I choose to do in excess”…be it drinking, eating, shopping, tuning out to the world around me with technology…if that’s as good as it got, her death and therefore life, shouldn’t resonate an impact on me.

However~

What she did, DID matter…who she WAS meant something…

Her legacy is NOT the alcoholism that took her zest for life, love, and laughing.

Her legacy IS her life:

that showed us how to be parents when we had no one to watch do it,

who had such pride in the nursing care she provided to her patients,

her love, that made me feel like I was her sister,

that loved her brother more than herself,

that wanted nothing more than to please her parents,

who worried how well of a job she was doing at raising her kids,

her unrestrained laughter that was so loud it made you uncomfortable in public because people would turn and stare,

her ability to get everyone to do the silliest things on a dancefloor,

play on slip and slides, cartwheels in the yard,

dance parties in the garage..

My life matters.

Your life matters.

Our choices matter to those around us: someone is always watching..be it our children or a stranger on the street.

Alcoholism still plagues my family: it is always hanging in the corner of my mind where deep fear likes to hide and it most certainly likes to surface and challenge us…

However, because of what we lost, I was forced to look for meaning into her life, my life, life in general.

I found hope, healing, and peace in the Lord who comforted me when nothing else could.

I found restoration and forgiveness in my home because of the unending love He has shown me no matter what wrongs I have done which helps me to forgive the hurts I too have received.

I found a release for my fears because I know who has won the final victory and there is nothing my Savior can’t overcome.

My eyes have been opened and I am continuing to choose to learn lessons from all my experiences.

I now love more deeply and simply…

I have learned how to find hope through telling my story of grief and to listen to others while I choose to walk their journey with them.

I am not perfect. I will continue to struggle as long as sin is still present in this world…

but my sister taught me to ask for help, to not live alone and closed off, to enjoy life and not reside in despair, that I don’t have to be perfect because perfection is unattainable and soul crushing..

I just have to be the person I alone was created to be in His image….

Thank you Dee.


If you are hurting or know someone who is grieving or suffering through am addiction…There is help. There is hope.

We were made to live and abundant life.

We were made to live through the heartache with a Helper at our side.

We were told we would never be alone.

One verse that is an absolute favorite for me is from Psalms 34:18.

Cling to it.

Memorize it.

Tattoo it.

Treasure it in your heart.

The Lord IS close to the brokenhearted and SAVES those who are crushed in spirit.

Hang on. Pain ends.

Can You Tell Them to Help Me

How many times have I spoken like Martha~ “tell them to help me and DO THEIR PART!”

I worry so much over what needs to be done.
I have been known to keep a bitter eye on those who I think could help out more.

Ever been there?

Luke 10:41-42

But the Lord replied to her, “Martha, Martha…you are worried and anxious about SO MANY THINGS but only ONE THING is necessary, for Mary has chosen the good part that will not be taken from her”.

Mary chose to SIT STILL and BE with her Savior.

If I am not careful, my days can fill up so fast; my hours pass quickly with a rare minute to spare. The next thing I know is another day is gone and the next is about to begin.

I find myself questioning:

Is that THRIVING or EXISTING?

There are moments where tasks MUST GET DONE, but is that every moment of every day?

Taking the time to sit with my Savior

(reading His Word, admiring His creation, praising Him for His glory, thanking Him for His blessings, talking to Him about those things that have me anxious and worried)

allows THOSE TASKS to be better prioritized and more easily enjoyed.

Go figure.
Doing “nothing” makes doing “something” easier.

I guess it depends on who you’re keeping company with when you decide to BE STILL.

#maryandmartha #luke10 #bestillandknow #castyourcares #wearyandburdened #anxietywarrior #anxietysupport #anxietyrelief #thisishowifightmybattles #thischicksinpeace #busywifebusylife #momstruggles #morningwiththelord #timewellspent

Can All My “People Pleaser’s” Please Stand Up

Proverbs 29:25

The fear of man brings a snare, but whoever trusts in and puts confidence in the Lord will be exalted and safe.

I have a confession.

I am a people-pleaser.

It is quite possibly one of the most difficult habits to break.

Yes…I worry what other people think about me.

Yes…I am concerned over how I am perceived.

Yes…I spend too much time analyzing most discussions I have with people and pick apart things that may have been said in haste or misconstrued.

Yep.

It’s a time waster.

It’s time consuming.

It’s a burden I was never meant to carry.

Have you lived your life like that?

Have there been moments when it was easier to sacrifice a small portion of your own values in order to fit in?

I have tricked myself into believing that staying quiet and compliant is a good thing if it meant that the “peace was kept” and others were happy.

Standing out and standing up are not easy.

It goes against the grain of society.

Of course we say we admire those who have gone before us to promote significant change in society….but that is through hindsight.

Most of the time, during days of tension for change, the one stirring the pot in the middle is the most criticized.

That is where a people pleaser would significantly fail.

I had a conversation recently, where another woman said she is asking herself the same question I have been reflecting on for the past ten years or so since God brought this awareness of people pleasing into my scope of vision.

The question is this:

Who am I trying to please with this action or statement I am verbalizing~

God or man?

Am I a people pleaser or a God-pleaser?

Fear of man (the opinions or perspectives of others) brings a snare …

That means it traps you. It holds you prisoner. It tightens it grip on you if you struggle. It suffocates you. It can kill you.

Seems dramatic, eh?

Let me tell you, if you have ever tried to please people long enough you have felt what I just described…to the point where you feel like you are dying on the inside.

The reality is, I have learned that you cannot please everyone at the same time.

One opinion or action in the favor of one has the tendency to go against the opinion or favor of another.

It presents a pickle situation.

The tension of that pickle is suffocating.

Pleasing God by trusting in Him and putting your confidence in Him brings safety.

It brings freedom.

Looking to the Lord in difficult times and seeking what He desires as an outcome lifts the burden of meeting others expectations.

Why is that?

Because God’s motives and intentions are always good.

God is the personification of love and goodness.

The book of James tells us that only good and perfect things come from God.

Tension does not.

Anarchy does not.

Anxiety does not.

Conflict does not.

Confusion does not.

These are all symptoms that swirl inside a people pleaser….am I right?

God is a God of order -not chaos.

God brings clarity -He is the light in darkness.

God is peace.

Trusting in the Lord and following His will and His plan may seem disconcerting to others….it goes against the grain, remember?

If you look around you to them, the symptoms will begin to swirl….If you look up to the One who made you in His image because He wanted to, there is freedom.

Don’t believe me?

Give it it a try…I dare you.

As a recovering people pleasing Co-Dependent gal, I recommend and fully endorse this treatment plan.

Notice I said recovering and not recovered… I am a work in progress too folks…

It is the only prescription that has worked for me and has allowed me to live abundantly.

I am still me. I still worry about what other people think. I still go out of my way to “make other people happy”.

However, they no longer rule me or have the power to trap me…If I feel the snare close in (because of those symptoms I mentioned) I turn my eyes up:

What would Jesus have me do?

What example has Christ shown me in His life example?

What does the Bible say on the subject or in the lives of those gone before me as written?

I don’t know about you, but I prefer the freedom and not the snare.

Hiding Place

Psalm 32:7 writes “You are my hiding place…”

How many times do we hide FROM something?

In a game of Hide and Seek as kids, we searched for the BEST place to hide so we would never be found.

As young adults to adulthood, we hide from what makes us uncomfortable….feel guilty…pulls us from our comfort zone…any shame or regret…sometimes, even reality ~ if we don’t like it.

How about changing what we hide FROM to who we hide IN?

Totally changes the “hiding”, doesn’t it?

“HIDING IN God brings protection, deliverance, on-site instruction, and knowledge that God is keeping watch over you”.

Suddenly, HIDING feels safe as we hide IN God.

Hiding in God looks like choosing to step into His presence through spending time with Him:

Prayer

Bible reading

Journaling thoughts

Times of praise and worship

Devotionals

Seeking the Lord as our strength, protection, and hiding place takes intentional action on our part…the security we find in Him, however, makes the effort worth it.

Are you feeling scared?

Are you worried?

Are you uncertain over what’s up ahead?

Do you feel ashamed?

Do you feel guilty or filled with regrets?

Come hide in the Lord.

What To Do

What to do when you don’t know what to do….

Try this:

Enter His gates with thanksgiving (not necessarily with laughter).

Enter His courts with praise.

Why, you ask?

How could I possibly do that, you wonder?

FOR THE LORD IS GOOD.

{Psalm 100:4-5}

Your situation may not be good.

Your pain may not be good.

Your heartache is not good.

Your loneliness is not good.

Your feelings of shame or guilt are not good.

Your regrets are not good.

But God still is.

Be thankful to Him, bless and praise His name…His mercy and lovingkindness are everlasting. His faithfulness endures to all generations.

Thanking God for being God opens the door for you to receive His comfort that He is freely offering to you…

I am not immune to your suffering.

I am not apathetic to anyone’s pain.

I have been in the pit of despair myself and have been pulled out by the right hand of the Lord when I reached for it and held on with all I had.

It took work.

Daily work.

It takes intentional time with the Lord.

It takes being honest, vulnerable, and transparent with Him and other trusted support people.

It takes patience in His timing.

It takes trust.

I write nothing that I, myself, have not put to practice.

So I challenge you….

Go ahead.

Give an attitude of thanksgiving a try.

Raise Your Hand If You Like Disciplined Living

Proverbs 13:24

He who withholds the rod of discipline hates his son,

But he who loves him disciplines and trains him diligently and appropriately with wisdom and love (AMP).

What the heck is it about “DISCIPLINE” that gets our hackles up?!?!

As a mother to two sons, I do not enjoy disciplining my kids.

Frankly, I wish I didn’t have to.

But I do.

It is my role as their parent.

The word “discipline” is defined as the practice of training people to obey rules or a code of behavior. It can include the use of punishment in the presence of disobedience.

Maybe its the word punishment that we use in association with “discipline” that gets us all prickly.

In case you did not see the definition the first time, here it is again:

The practice of training people to obey rules or a code of behavior. It can include the use of punishment in the PRESENCE of disobedience.

There you go.

Discipline is NOT punishment unless disobedience is occuring.

DISCIPLINE itself is used as a way to train someone in how to behave.

I have a strong- willed child. He is now a teenager standing at least 5 inches taller than me and has an ability to bench press my desired weight with little difficulty.

As a young child, he did not respond to rules.

In fact, he preferred to “discuss” my reasoning behind the rules long before he agreed to follow whatever rule or chore I laid down before him.

Many times, his times of discussion led to a punishment that he also did not agree with and would also choose to discuss that as well.

Sigh.

It was hard times.

He seemed to detest all kinds of training that was presented to him by me in an effort to raise him as a respectful, kind member of society.

Thankfully, he and I learned how to communicate with each other and -for the most part- can function peacefully in our home as mother and son.

He’s a good boy❤️

I do not think, however,that he is unusual in his handling of “discipline”.

He appreciates structure (as do most of us).

He appreciates consistency.

He appreciates things that make sense.

He appreciates things to go as expected.

Sound familiar to anyone else?

Discipline comes in when the opposite occurs:

Life becomes inconsistent.

Life does not go as planned.

Life does not work out as we expected.

Life does not make sense.

How we handle ourselves in those moments is where the training becomes necessary.

Why?

Because we cannot have our way all the time. We will be disappointed. We will be caught off guard by something unexpected.

That, my friend, is called life.

Someone who loves you will train you for that.

Someone who loves you will discipline you in that.

Someone who loves you will use punishment -if necessary- to get you back on the right track.

God gave us a way to live in His Bible…a roadmap per se…

He gave us a way to maneuver through the difficulties of life by using the example of others, parables, and commandments; all written down for us to read again and again.

He also gave us His Holy Spirit to be our guide and counselor if we choose to listen to His wisdom.

The act of discipline comes with some responsibility on our part: we need to choose to hear what God has to say and then we need to obey what it is He is telling us to do.

It is no different than me with my son: most of our arguing came from his blatant refusal to listen to me.

Unfortunately, some of his punishment came from my inability to hear him as well.

It goes both ways in a relationship- even parent and child.

My son needed to choose to listen to me and then he needed to choose to obey what was placed before him.

(Dishes are hard to do, folks, when you don’t wanna do ’em!)

I also needed to be consistent with my son in my requests, expectations, and punishments.

I needed to speak to him about them repeatedly. I needed to place them before him often so he could hear me.

That is what God does in His Word…

Over and over, in many creative ways, He tells of His plan for His people. He tells how He laid the plan out before them, how they listened, made promises, and ultimately disobeyed.

He gave us Christan martyrs to listen to as they tell of how to live a Godly life in their letters to the New Testament churches.

He gave us His Son as a living example to follow in case we lost our way or became uncertain of what to do next.

Our role is to choose to listen to Him.

Our role is to choose to obey Him.

That takes discipline.

Spend time in the Word daily- a short time or a long time doesn’t matter. That is between you and God.

Spend time talking to God:

tell Him how awesome He is,

tell Him you don’t know what you would do without Him,

thank Him for loving you enough to train you in how to behave that offers an eternal life and fewer negative consequences in this life,

tell Him what you are worried about,

tell Him what you are thankful for.

Long time or a little doesn’t matter…again, that is between you and God.

Submit to His discipline and see how much more peace enters your life as it did my home between my son and I.

Choose to listen to His guidance and structure for He wants only good for you.

Choose to obey Him because you LOVE Him .

Who knows?

Maybe discipline isn’t so bad after all.

Do You Hear Me

Then the Lord answered…. (Job 38:1)

We all question why.

We all have raised our fists to heaven in a demand to have answers.

We all have acknowledged God (that there is A God) when in anger or extreme distress.

What would YOU do if He answered?

At His voice, there was light.
At His breath, there was life.

He answers…are you listening??

#thelordhearsourprayers #thelordunderstands #thelordhearsyou #castyourcares #youmatter #youarenotalone #praisethelord #leteverythingthathasbreathpraisethelord #whyhaveyouforsakenme #howlongohlord #hearmycry

Where Am I Going?

Where is the path of life found?Where there is fullness of Joy.Where is that?In the presence of God.

(Paraphrased Psalm 16:11~ a life verse for me)

Ever wonder what you are to do with your life?

The answer is above.

Ever wonder how to know what direction to take or choice to make?

The answer is above.

The path of life is found where there is fullness of Joy in the presence of God.Does your current path feel like there is a FULLNESS of Joy?? It may be time to reevaluate the road you are traveling….

Needy

Show kindness to me, for Your name’s sake;
Because Your lovingkindness (faithfulness, compassion) is good, RESCUE ME;

For I am suffering and NEEDY, my heart is wounded within me.

Psalm 109:21-22

Ever feel NEEDY?

Goodness…I sure do quite often.

It is good to know that on THOSE KIND OF DAYS, I can cry out for rescue, compassion, and kindness and trust in the faithfulness of God to RECEIVE it!!