Mountains, Valleys, & God’s Power


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Misbehavior, Instruction, Awakening, Redemption … Repeat


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There’s a time in your life that is so profound, it’s beyond words.  Maybe you were a young child sitting in the middle of a long pew, and you had to work your way through a group of old ladies who smelled of Avon’s Sweet Honesty in order to get to the aisle … or perhaps you were at a revival meeting where the visiting pastor had a shock of white hair, wore a three piece suit, and spit enough spittle to fill a small bucket when he got on his holy roll … or was it a camp meeting, way out behind the cover of tall pines around a blazing bonfire with the sounds of crickets and frogs competing with the three part harmony of Our God Is An Awesome God? … Where it happened is only a minor detail.  What really matters is that you’ll never forget how your heart thumped, how your hands trembled, and how your knees nearly buckled when you realized you were lost and in desperate need of Jesus.

It had to happen in that moment.

Because the sense of urgency was beyond anything you’d ever experienced before.

And so you asked the Savior Of The World into your heart.

You gave Him your life.

All of it.

And for a time, you allowed Jesus to lead you.  The focus was on Him.  After all, what did you, a mere sinner who was created from the dust of the earth, do to deserve eternal life?  Not a thing.  Your life had been bought with an extreme price, and you were fully aware of the fact that Jesus had left the glory of heaven to come to earth and suffer an indescribably cruel death for your sake.  That if you had been the only one, He would’ve died for you.

Oh my goodness, with the weight of that truth comes a crashing wave of humility.  So great is His love.  But the human race is born into sin, and as has been proven throughout the passage of time, sin is a difficult habit to break.  Abraham, Moses, King David, Sampson, Peter … each a legendary patriarch of our faith … yielded to sin.  To think we’re immune to darkness when such strong men of the faith fell, is evidence of pride.  And sin all began when the enemy of all enemies dared to believe he deserved to be on equal footing with God.

“Let ME be God!”

Pride was Lucifer’s achilles heel, and it remains at the root of every defiance against our holy Father.  When we sin, no matter the category it falls under, the bold heading at the top of the page is PRIDE.  Our will over God’s will.  Yes, we begin our journey of salvation on the right path, but what the world has to offer is so tempting, so seductive.  And eventually, we stumble.  Sometimes we fall flat on our faces.

Thankfully, though, we serve a God who is absolute grace and mercy, and in His abundance of love for us, He lifts our blinders to allow us to get a glimpse of who we are.  Just like a child who is caught in the act of disobedience, He shines the spotlight on our weaknesses.  And in those divine moments, we again realize that we are powerless against our nature.  That without Him, we truly are nothing.  This is the gift of repentance.  This is how we are transformed into His likeness.  It’s part of the salvation process, the working out of our faith….so when we finally do see our Savior face to face, we’re ready.

“But we all, with unveiled face, beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from glory to glory, just as from the Lord, the Spirit.”  

Just my thoughts!!!


God Is Our Helper


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Scripture openly tells us of an enemy who is prowling like a lion, seeking to steal, kill, and destroy.  That information alone should cause Believers to be on guard and to expect the unexpected at all times.  If an actual lion were prowling around our homes, seeking to kill us, we’d be on guard, right?  But our human nature is to not worry about those intangible things we can’t see or touch.  And so we are shocked when the demonic scoundrel makes his move.  Shaken to our cores, we’re left to make sense of something that makes no sense.  But it should’ve made perfect sense to us.  BECAUSE we’ve been told there is an enemy prowling around like a lion who is seeking to steal, kill, and  destroy us.  haha.  UGH!  We’re so stubborn and set in our ways.

If you’ve ever felt like your foundation has been rocked, this video might be for you today.  I hope so.

Many Blessings!!!


A Windy Day, Our Faithfulness, & The Heart Of God


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What is God’s price for Kingdom real estate?

What is the down payment for that mansion made of gold?

The parable of the talents, found in the book of Matthew, suggests that how we use our lives will hold weight in heaven.

The cost?


Just as the soft whisper of a drifting spark can ignite a roaring blaze of heat, every person has been given a gift, a purpose….a spark.   Within each of us, lies a flicker of hope, love, and encouragement that can set the world on fire.

For God.

Some have been gifted with monetary wealth, some are able to build with their hands….while others have the ability to empower and teach.  Think about it.  Among us are listeners, gift givers, thinkers, healers, servants, inventors, writers, and  sympathizers.  We each have something that was given to us so we could give it away.

We all have something unique to give.

Scripture doesn’t say “Well done thou good and successful servant” … it says “faithful servant”.  We aren’t measured, then by how the world rates success.  The Lord cares about our efforts.  He wants us to unleash our gifts with reckless abandon from an abundance of love.

For Him.

So when all is said and done, on the day we face the Lover Of Our Souls, we will be measured simply … by the purity of our hearts and by our love.

Just my thoughts!



Bad Days & God’s Feathers


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Do you ever have those days when you feel sad for no reason at all?  Not all days can be good ones, can they?   But the dark days, perhaps, serve to make the bright days all the more radiant.  Maybe they serve a purpose.  I know on days when I feel disconnected, I long for a connection with God even more.  And on all days, He is the there.  Always ready to wrap me up in his feathers and allow me to feel His presence.  If you can relate, then you’ll enjoy this short vlog:

Blessings to you!!!


Birthdays, Big Hearts, & The Widow’s Mite


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Today is my 49th birthday.  Don’t you find that as you get older, birthdays serve as a time of reflection?  They become milestones, markers of sort, that represent who we are and the meaning of our existence.  I’ve made some brilliant moves in my life, but I’ve made some whopper mistakes as well.  While my heart holds fountains of joy, it also reflects the stagnation of regret.  It’s life.  And all blended together, the final hope, perhaps, is that our lives end up as a mirror, displaying only the image of our Creator.  Where Melanie once was, now is only God.

My two youngest are non-verbal.  And they get it.  They were born getting it and as a result, they’ll never harbor an ounce of regret.  Hope and Charlie will always be image-bearers.  People consider them to have special needs, but those people have it all wrong.  It is we who can learn from them.  Here is my morning birthday celebration with the two who have turned my life upside down and all around in the most amazing way.  Happy Birthday to ME!!!