March and April gave me an opportunity to breathe deep and to silence the endless what ifs with an even if stance. Even if my fears come true, God is still good and powerful. Now those what ifs still tickle occasionally, but I’ve gained ground in trusting the Lord. The forecasted calamities didn’t happen to me anyway. The time I spent worrying added not an inch to my height nor a day to my life, just like Jesus promised.
Now we’re marching into May with “grace in our hearts and flowers in our hair”* and a new horizon. I’ve shifted from fighting worry … to combatting discontentment.
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For Plot Twist Tuesday I dusted off this article — not so you’ll try to make my day because you already have made my day countless times. Actually, you could just retire — you’ve made my life. Your ongoing encouragement through the years is how I knew to write this piece in the first place.
My purpose in pulling this from the archives is to remind all of us to keep encouraging the creatives in our lives. Words and actions mean more than you know. Your sacrificial kindness is a contribution, and it’s appreciated.
Here’s a secret: It’s not hard to make a writer’s day.
I’ll let you know five ways!
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Elisabeth Elliot’s famous encouragement, “Pick up the broom, and do the next thing” graced my growing-up years. Mom shared this motto with me first, and often it literally involved grasping the broom and sweeping the floor. As time passes, this phrase becomes more and more inspiring and brings hope to more than just my chores.
Lately all the extra time at home has given me an excuse to procrastinate on the little things and to be nervous about the big things. Little things like pantry organization and big things like a loved one’s lost job.
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Near the end of the book Little Women, the March family celebrates a joyful reunion after much separation and heartache. Laughter, tarts, hot biscuits, and a wedding to discuss. The young and old rejoice in being together once again in the Orchard House.
But our heroine Jo March — no stranger to restlessness — feels an ache amidst the merriment. Much has changed since they had last gathered.
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What does your Bible look like? Is it dog-eared and tear-traced? Crisp with gold edges? Does it even matter?
I think yes … and no.
Charles Spurgeon said, “A Bible that’s falling apart usually belongs to someone who isn’t.” But on the flip side, a tattered cover to our copy of Scripture could be a pharisaical “whitewashed tomb” if it hasn’t penetrated our souls.
And yet, there’s a legacy for well-used Bibles. My family and friends’ tangible Bibles have had a significant impact on my appetite for His Word over the years.
It began with Grandma.
Continue reading “Appetites & Legacies: Making His Commandments Mine”