Tuesday, Oct. 14 -- 2008

It's 5:23 a.m., and all is well. Wow! Recovering from a Holiday weekend feels far worse than recovering from just an ordinary one. Three days of just waking up at 'whatever' time can sure throw you off your game. Now, its time to get back into the real world . . . which means early mornings and long days.  It doesn't matter though, because today is another day of thanksgiving for me.  I try to live everyday in an attitude of thanksgiving, but on my special 'thanksgiving days', I step it up a notch . . . and instead of asking God for anything, my main focus is just thanking Him all day.  He deserves so much more praise and thanks than I can give Him, for He is good, gracious, kind, loving, and a host of other attributes that would take me all day to record.  Every good thing lies in Him, and I thank Him for all He has done and for who He is today.

I read Psalm 34 as part of my devotions this morning. Verses 1-3 say "I will bless the Lord at all times. His praise shall continually be in my mouth. My soul shall make her boast in the Lord: the humble shall hear thereof, and be glad.  O magnify the Lord with me, and let us exalt His name together." There is nothing left to say except, "Thank You, Lord".

Nancy.

Thursday, Oct. 16 -- 2008

It's 6:22 a.m., and all is well.  I was reminded yesterday about how fragile the state of 'happiness' can be . . . at how easy it is for one's emotional stability, if not kept in check, to be shaken. That was the fruit of my day, yesterday. I almost lost it! Everything was falling to pieces, so it seemed. I woke up late, and somehow that totally threw me 'off my game' and affected everything else.  I had one disappointment after another, nothing that I tried worked, and by the end of the day, I was emotionally drained.  It was one of those days that I wished could just be 'x'ed off of the calendar.

I read Phillipians 4 as part of my devotions this morning. Verse 4 says "Rejoice in the Lord always, and again I say, Rejoice." I simply had to smile this morning when I woke up, and the first thing that popped into my mind was this verse.  I thought, "God, You really do have a good sense of humor.  I understand that I must rejoice, but how can I rejoice ALWAYS? What about days like yesterday when nothing is going as I planned?" Through impressions on my heart, God reminded me of my true state.  He reminded me of who I am and who my help comes from.  He reminded me of the fact that no matter what I'm going through, I am not alone.  He reminded me that 'the best is yet to come', and that one of these days, I will never have a 'bad day' again.  He reminded me that when this is all over, I will be with Him forever . . . now that's something to rejoice about. REJOICE!

Nancy.

Friday, Oct. 17 -- 2008

It's 5:31 a.m., and all is well.  The word 'trust' has the potential to spring a host of emotions when brought to mind.  Depending upon one's experiences, background, and influences, the word 'trust', when spoken, may produce a sense of safety and security. On the other hand, there are persons to whom when the word 'trust' is spoken, thoughts of betrayal, hurt, anger, and even disgust are the only things that come to mind.  The truth is that even though there are many people who have difficulty trusting because of past experiences, each of us everyday put our trust in at least one person or thing.  We use trust in our relationships with our families, our friends, our co-workers, our church sisters and brothers, our grocers, our mechanics, our accountants, our police officers, our doctors, our nurses, and on and on the list goes.  The thing that I've learned over the years is that it is difficult to have a meaningful relationship with anyone, whether it be a family member, friend, or someone else, if there is no trust or even little trust involved.  In order for relationships to work the way they are supposed to, we must trust those who we have the relationships with. 

I read Psalm 20 as part of my devotions this morning. Verse 7 says "Some trust in chariots, and some in horses, but we will remember [trust in] the name of the Lord our God." Chariots and horses, during the time this was written, were synonymous with power.  War was a big deal back then, as it is now, and the more chariots and horses that a nation had, the more powerful they were considered to be. King David knew that even with all the horses and chariots in the world, only God could give true victory.  It is a natural inclination to depend on our abilities, our talents and even our wealth to get things done in our lives. True victory and success, however, can only be found when we trust in God.  I will trust God today.

Nancy.

Wednesday, Oct. 22 -- 2008

It's 9:27 a.m., and all is well.  I have not been able to update my journal for the past two days. I have no excuses to offer, but can only say that it has been a matter of priority and making sure that everything else is as it should be.  I have returned with many things on my heart, so much so that I'm not quite sure which topic to share today.  I will trust the wisdom of God and share from my devotions this morning.

On more than one occasion, I have been asked by God, through impressions on my heart, to do something that sounded 'strange' to me.  During those times I would question Him over and over again to:

1. Make sure that I understand what He's asking of me.

2. Make sure that it's His voice that I'm hearing.

3. See if there is a possibility that He would 'change His mind'.

4. See if there is a chance that I could talk myself out of it.

I read Luke 22 as part of my devotions this morning. Verses 41-43 say "And He was withdrawn from them about a stone's throw and kneeled down, and prayed. Saying, Father if Thou be willing, remove this cup from me; nevertheless not my will, but thine be done. And there appeared an angel unto Him from heaven, strengthening Him."  Jesus felt the burden of the world upon Him. But He still obeyed the will of God the Father in spite of what He felt. I'm so glad that He did.  Now, when I am feeling overwhelmed and sometimes intimidated in the field that God has called me to, I am encouraged by Jesus' example.  I consider His actions and am encouraged to simply walk in obedience to God's desires for my life.  And just as the Father did unto Jesus, He gives me strength each day as I surrender to the call.  He is just a wonderful, wonderful God!

Nancy.

Thursday, Oct. 23 -- 2008

It's 11:35 a.m., and all is well.  Today the much anticipated mid-term break begins.  I sometimes wonder who is more excited about the breaks, the teachers or the students. Anyway, because of the break I am able to enjoy a few days of rest and relaxation.  Yes, I am going to bed later and waking up much later also, as the time indicates. The thing that I find with breaks is that I never seem to realise how tired my body actually is until I have a break and am able to take a rest.  I was talking to a friend the other day about our daily physical activities and how they can take a toll on our bodies.  She mentioned that we sometimes are so busy in our lives that our bodies become run-down, and eventually we are not any good to ourselves, or anyone esle for that matter.  My friend told me about her schedule, and I got tired just by listening to her tell me the things that she has to do from day to day.  We are busy with work, church, family, friends, aquaintances, and so on . . . what about time for rest? How important is it for us, even as Christians to take breaks every now and again? Is it right to rest when there is so much to do at home, at work, and yes, even at church?

I read Mark 6 as part of my devotions this morning. Verse 31 says "And He said unto them, Come ye yourselves aside into a deserted place, and rest a while: for there were many coming and going, and they had no leisure so much as to eat."  I remember that time in my life when I was unable to just sit for awhile and do nothing.  I always felt that I had to be doing something, or I was out of the will of God.  I find that many people measure spiritual depth by the amount of tasks one is able to complete at church, or how many ministries one is involved in, or how many houses one is able to visit and leave a pamphlet of some sort.  The truth is that while building God's Kingdom is one of our reasons for even existing, we are in a physical, human body.  God knows this, and that is why Jesus was able to tell His disciples to rest.  The system of the world is so designed that if we are not careful, we would run ourselves ragged trying to keep up and to impress . . . and in the end, we are burnt out and useless to ourselves, our families, and to God.  I will follow Jesus' example . . . I will stop and rest awhile!

Nancy.

Tuesday, Oct. 28 -- 2008

It's 6:57 a.m., and all is well.  I have recovered, I believe, from the long weekend and am back on track . . . but again, with much on my mind.  I have been thinking over the past few days about the idea of 'boldness', or it could also be 'courage', I suppose.  I have spent quite a bit of time in the Books of Samuel, and I am more amazed at the life experiences of King David than ever.  It's not that I've never read the stories. In fact, I've read these Books of the Bible several times over the course of my life.  This time, however, I can't seem to get past the level of courage that is displayed by the young David as he goes to fight Goliath.  I have heard this familiar story told in every possible way, I believe.  Today, I can't help but wonder what David was thinking.  I wonder what was actually going through his mind as he stood there facing Goliath.  Did he see Goliath as a giant, or did he see him as a normal-sized person?  Did he turn around, maybe for just a second, and see a host of God's angels behind him, letting him know that he had the Army of Heaven on his side?  What was David thinking?

I read II Timothy Chapter 1 as part of my devotions this morning. Verse 7 says, "For God hath not given us the spirit of fear: But of power, and of love, and of a sound mind."  As I reflect, I am recalling the many times fear has overtaken me, especially when I've felt God asking me to do a particular task.  This verse provides concrete evidence that fear does not come from God. If fear does not come from God, then where does it come from?  Ah, it comes from the anti-God, the god of this world, and the greatest liar ever--Satan.  Throughout the ages, this evil entity has continued to destroy the dreams and God-given desires of Christians, using some of the biggest lies he's ever told . . . "You can't do it!" or "You're not big enough!" or "This is greater than you!" or "You will fail, if you try!"  When we hear those whispers telling us that we are unable, we must point to the One that we know is able.  We must never let the evil one rob us of the victory that God has already ordained.  Let us be like the young David, and stand before our Goliaths, knowing with full assurance that we have the Army of the Living God on our side!

Nancy.

Wednesday, Oct. 29 -- 2008

It's 7 a.m., and all is well.  This morning I am thinking of 'wasted' experiences.  I remember a time in my life when I considered everything about me as 'private' and 'confidential'.  Throughout the years, I have come to realise that my feelings about my 'private' life were, for the most part, excuses to not allow myself to be vulnerable--that is, to not allow people to see my failures and the fact that I am indeed imperfect.  While there are certain things that I do not share with others still, I have come to believe that most of what I experience is allowed by God for me to share.  Why would God expect me to share about my struggles, my failures, my pains, my worries and, most of all, my victories?  Why does God even allow me to have these experiences of life that are considered distasteful?  Does He have a purpose in all of this, and if so, why should I 'expose' myself by sharing those experiences with others?  How can this ever be the right thing to do?

I read 2 Corinthians Chapter 1 as part of my devotions this morning. Verse 4 says, "Who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God".  We are going to have dark days. We are going to have troubles.  We are going to struggle from time to time . . . It's just the way of the world.  We can't stop the order of things, for the most part.  What we can do, however, is use each experience as a springboard to help others.  If there is someone that I know who is suffering from an illness, why shouldn't I share that God has the power to heal, because He's healed me.  If someone  is struggling with sin, why shouldn't I share that God has the ability to deliver from sin, because He delivered me.  If someone is experiencing financial difficulties, why shouldn't I share that God does and will provide, because He has provided for me?  Why shouldn't I use my stories to help someone else.  Why shouldn't I use my testimony to encourage someone else?  Why should I let my precious experiences go unheard of and, essentially, 'wasted'?

Nancy.

Thursday, Oct. 30 -- 2008

It's 6:19 a.m., and all is well.  "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words could never harm me," is a statement I just never understood. When I was in college, I met all kinds of people.  Some of them were nice, and some were not so nice.  I have since learned that to be the way it is no matter where you go . . . and yes, even in churches.  While I was in college though, I believe I formed some bonds with some very good people; bonds that I'm convinced will only be broken by death.  I am able to say that because even after all of the years that have passed, and the fact that some of these people live half way across the world from me, we still keep in touch.  We check on each other by calling or e-mail.  Each of my college friends is special to me, and each of them plays a specific role in my life.  There is this one friend, though, that if I were to say that I have a best friend (other than my husband), it would have to be her.  I have seen God strategically place people into my life from time to time to help sustain me.  She has definitely been one of those people.  There are several reasons why she stands out to me as a 'best friend' . . . but most of all, because of her guidance and words of wisdom to me.  No matter what I would be facing, if I went to her for advice, she would give me sound, biblical words.  I could always count on her to steer me in the right direction.

I read Proverbs 27 as part of my devotions this morning. Verse 17 says, "As iron sharpens iron, so does one man sharpen another."  I have made many new friends and acquaintances since college, and I've had many opportunities to share my opinions about situations in their lives.  I make it a point to try to use wisdom when giving suggestions and advice to these people.  I realise that just as my college friend had such a positive impact on my life, it is possible for me to have a negative impact on others.  I realise that with words I am able to do so much.  Words can build up and tear down.  Words can encourage or discourage.  I will make it a point to watch what I say today to those around me.  I will make it a point to speak words of wisdom and life to those whom the Lord would send in my path today.

Nancy.

Monday, Nov. 3 -- 2008

It's 6:10 a.m., and all is well.  There is a shopping center that I go to from time to time because it is placed in a very convenient location, and I can usually find what I need in there as well.  I remember when I first went to the shopping center . . . It must have been about six or seven years ago.  I pulled into the parking lot, got out of my car and began walking on the sidewalk.  When I got to the entrance of the building, I looked down, and carved inside the concrete step was a message.  The message read, "This building was constructed on . . . "  The date of construction was inserted in the blanks.  According to the date of construction, this was not a new building, it had been there for quite a bit of time.  As I considered the writing in the concrete, the concept of permanance was brought to mind.  I thought, "The owner must be using this as a reminder of some sort to himself."  I went back to the shopping center a couple of weeks ago--seven years later, and the message is still there 'set in stone'.

I read Isaiah 49 as part of my devotions this morning. Verses 8 and 16 say, "This is what the Lord says . . . See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands; your walls are ever before me."  These were the words that God had given to the people of Israel as a reminder of God's covenant with them.  Now, as God's child, I can claim these words as my own.  According to these verses, I am never forgotten by the Lord.  He has me engraved in His Hand.  Just as the concrete bears the permanent message, so does the Palm of God bear 'my image'.  I am assured of eternal salvation by my God.  He remembers me always, and the best part is that because I'm engraved in His Hand, I am apart of Him--permanently!

Nancy.

Tuesday, Nov. 4 -- 2008

It's 6:19 a.m., and all is well.  Very rarely do my parents and I go for more than a day or two without talking to each other on the phone.  This past week, however, was an exception because I was involved in a Women's Conference that pretty much kept me busy.  Last night my parents and I had a chance to catch up with all that we had missed throughout the week.  Generally, I would call them, or they would call me, and we would talk about our past experiences and things that we plan to do.  We talk about what's going on in the family, what's happening on the job . . . you know . . . typical parent and daughter conversations.  There is one thing, though, that I find most interesting about my conversations with my parents. Somehow, no matter how long or short our conversation, we never part without talking about the Lord and our Faith.  This is one of the things that I enjoy so much about them . . . For my parents, everything is about God.  It doesn't matter the subject . . . Everything is about God. I'm trying to think of anything that I could call them about, and be clever enough to 'keep God out of it'.  I'm playing out conversations in my mind right now . . . I've got nothing!.  My mother and father find some way to make everything about God.

I read Isaiah Chapter 26 as part of my devotions this morning. Verse 3 says, "You will keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is continuously on You, because he trusts in You."  What a good feeling it is to have peace.  I say this often . . . To me peace is when your world comes crashing down around you, and you are still able to sing, praise, and remain content.  According to Isaiah, the key to true peace, is me having my mind always on God.  God is the One who gives true peace, and if I keep Him in mind, if I make everything about Him, then His peace is mine.  You know, my parents are not immune to difficulties.  Just like any other family, we have our struggles.  I can honestly say, however, that with all that I have seen them go through and have dealth with, my parents are probably the happiest people I know.  For them, everything is about God, and I believe that to be the 'recipe' for their peace.  I will follow their example today and make everything about God!

Nancy.

Wednesday, Nov. 5 -- 2008

It's 5:44 a.m., and all is well.  There are many joys in teaching.  As in any other area of occupation, not only are there positives, but there are those things that can be considered as negatives as well.  From time to time, as a teacher, I would have already covered a topic in class and would have to re-teach the subject matter.  I am only able to know what information my students have retained by testing them.  Sometimes the tests or quizzes could be written, and sometimes they're not.  I remember one time in particular, I had a group of new students, and I had taught them the basics of the accounting equation.  After giving them a quiz, I realized that there were a few of them who did not fully understand the three parts of the equation and how they work together.  I knew immediately as I looked at the quizzes that I was going to have to do some re-teaching. Some of the scores were really good, and some were really bad.  I took the time to go through each quiz to see if there were any ways that the ones who had the poor grades could be helped through their own work.  I looked at each problem individually to see if I could identify the break down of understanding that the students had.  I analyzed every question, and in doing so, I was able to add a couple more points here and there to some of the scores.  Some questions were answered incorrectly, but some of the students had made an honest attempt at the questions.  I, as the teacher, had the liberty to award one or two more points to those scores, based on the work that the students had shown.

I read Isaiah Chapter 30 as part of my devotions this morning. Verse 18 says, "Yet the LORD longs to be gracious to you; He rises to show you compassion. . ."  God is always looking for ways to bless us.  That's what His Word says.  It is up to us to make the effort to live right and follow His Will for our lives.  God wants to bless us.  He wants to be gracious to us, but we must do our part.  We can't expect the blessings to just 'fall into our laps'.  But we do know that obedience brings blessings.  Knowing this then, we must obey so that we are able to experience the full blessings that God desires to give to us.  Just like my students, we must make the effort.  We may not get it right every time, but God sees our hearts and will bless us according to His Will.

Nancy.

Thursday, Nov. 6 -- 2008

It's 5:28 a.m., and all is well.  I'm back to my childhood days, again today.  As a child, I was much more of a reader than I am nowadays--much to my shame.  I was drawn mostly to mystery books like 'Nancy Drew', 'Hardy Boys', and the Agatha Christie stories.  I believe that one of the reasons I would have been considered to be an avid reader was because of the rules and standards that my parents had in place.  For example, we weren't allowed to watch television during weekdays because of school.  On weekends, we could only watch one hour's worth of tv, and it had to be an approved program by my parents.  In addition to all of that, I had 'required reading' at home.  My parents made sure that I would spend a fair amount of 'free time' reading.  The Book that I read more than any other, even Agatha Christie, was the Bible.  As a child, I didn't read the Bible because I was trying to be spiritual, and my parents didn't force me to read the Bible either.  I read the Bible because I was drawn to mystery, suspense, and intrigue.  The Bible is full of wonderful stories that include every area of life that we encounter, and was, therefore, an exciting Book to me. Nowadays, I read the Bible for a different reason--again, not because I'm 'super spiritual', but because I need it.  I need the words of God to sustain me, and I've come to realise that when I stay away from the Word, I experience much less victory in my life . . . It is now a part of me that I cannot live without!

I read Psalm 119 as part of my devotions this morning. Verses 102-104 say, "I have not departed from thy judgments: for thou hast taught me.  How sweet are thy words unto my taste! yea, sweeter than honey to my mouth.  Through thy precepts I get understanding . . ."  The Bible is God's Word to us.  When we spend time reading the Bible, we equip ourselves to handle the issues of life.  Without it, our victories will only be perceived victories, our sense of happiness will be sporatic at best, and our lives will be incomplete.

Nancy.

Friday, Nov. 7 -- 2008

It's 5:45 a.m., and all is well.  Today my car goes in for servicing and some minor repairs.  It seems like every time I turn around, there is something that needs to be done to that car.  Taking the car to the mechanic can be somewhat of a frustration for me because:

1.  When the mechanic has my car, I don't have my car, and I'm not able to get around as I desire.

2.  Everytime the car is at the mechanic, I can expect a considerable bill that will need to be paid right away.

3.  When my car is at the mechanic, I am made to anxiously wait for the diagnosis.

The thing about car maintenance is that even with the frustrations that come along with it, it is absolutely necessary in order to keep the vehicle operating as it should . . . Just like with relationships.

I read Ecclesiastes Chapter 4 as part of my devotions this morning. Verses 9-12 say, "Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their work: If one falls down, his friend can help him up. But pity the man who falls and has no one to help him up! Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm. But how can one keep warm alone? Though one may be overpowered, two can defend themselves. A cord of three strands is not quickly broken."  From family to friends, relationships can be difficult to maintain at times.  The truth is, though, that we need each other.  We need friends, and we definitely need family.  Just like with the car, in order to maintain these relationships, we've got to work at it.  It just doesn't come together on its own . . . it takes work.  It amazes me sometimes how some people would spend more time and energy on maintaining a vehicle or some other prized possession than they would on their relationships.  I need my car, so I'm going to maintain it.  I need and love my family and friends, so I'm going to make the effort to maintain my relationships--it's as simple as that! 

Nancy.

Monday, Nov. 10 -- 2008

It's 6:28 a.m., and all is well.  Today, I am thinking about a conversation that my husband and I had a few months ago.  I had just finished reading about the delieverance of the Children of Israel out of Egypt, and was a bit disturbed in my spirit.  I asked my husband, "Why is it that God does not perform miracles like He did with the Red Sea anymore?"  He replied, "God performs miracles all the time, we are just so caught up in our own agendas that we often cannot see them. We are blinded to what God is doing and have done.  Christians sometimes miss the fact that there are so many benefits that we have access to in Christ--We don't always get it!"

I read Proverbs Chapter 13 as part of my devotions this morning. Verse 7 says, "One man pretends to be rich, yet has nothing; another pretends to be poor, yet has great wealth."  Yes, it's true that, although not impossible, we will probably not see the parting of a body of water in our days.  As was said by my husband, though, we experience miracles in our lives all the time. I know I do.  Grant it, they may not be as dramatic as those mentioned in the Book of Exodus. (Some would even disagree with that statement).  My point is, though, that there are many benefits to being a Christian.  The core of what we are entitled to as Christians extends far beyond what we are able to see with our physical eyes.  We are rich beyond compare in that we have inherited life eternal.  We (Christians) must desist from living defeated lives as though we have no hope.  We must stop 'pretending' that our God is limited--for He is not!  There are those who are not apart of our Christian family who boast that they have much.  Their wealth is based on the here and now, and is fleeting.  The Christian's wealth, however, encompasses much more than dollars and cents--we are rich not because of what we have, but rather, because of whose we are; and "you can take that to the bank!"  

Nancy.

Tuesday, Nov. 11 -- 2008

It's 5:10 a.m., and all is well.  Teachers have a tendency to pry into the lives of their students, always wanting to know what they are doing academically.  I'm no different from any other teacher in that respect.  I often find myself questioning my students about how they are doing presently and about their plans for the future. I spoke to a former student of mine about two weeks ago.  I was happy to find out that in spite of some challenges that she had encountered a couple of years earlier, she was okay--to a degree, that is.  When I asked her about college, she answered, "Mrs. Seymour, I'm not going to college.  I've had too many problems in my life already, and I just don't see it happening."  The first thing I thought was, "She's 20 years old, and she's already given up on life."  The second thing I thought was, "What wasted potential."

I read I Corinthians Chapter 2 as part of my devotions this morning. Verse 9 says, "Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love Him." I used to think that this verse referred to what we should expect when we get to heaven.  I have learned, however, that Paul was actually talking about present-day potential.  God has so much in store for us in heaven, that's true.  God also has great things in store for us while here on this earth.  Sometimes our visions fall short of our true potential and what God desires to do for us and through us.  If we truly believe the Bible, we must know that God wants the best for us.  We must allow our visions to become one with God's visions for our lives. With God, our potential is without limit!

I was able to direct my student to a few people that could help her in getting into college.  She informed me two days ago that it looks like she will be in college in January of next year.

Nancy.

Thursday Nov. 13 -- 2008

It's 6:18 a.m., and all is well.  Yesterday, I was unable to add anything to the journal because we were experiencing difficulties with our cable and internet service all over the island. I am thankful that today we are up and running again.

The first words that my Accounting teacher in college said during my first day in his class were, "If you do the job right the first time, you won't have to do it again."  Those words have had a tremendous impact on my life, so much so that I now use them with my students on their first day in my class.  There is just something to be said about work that is done with attention, care, and passion.  I become frustrated at times when I go to a place of business and receive service that is less than what is advertised or less than what I paid for.  If we were all to do our jobs with care and attention, our clients or customers would be more inclined to come back to us in future.  More importantly,  though, is the fact that there would be a great sense of accomplishment and fulfillment in our lives in knowing that we have given our very best.

I read 2 Chronicles Chapter 31 as part of my devotions this morning. Verse 21 says, "In everything that he undertook in the service of God's temple and in obedience to the law and the commands, he sought his God and worked wholeheartedly. And so he prospered."  It is important that we are diligent in every aspect of our lives.  Some areas require more diligence than others, and we must rely on the wisdom of God to help us in prioritizing.  When it comes to our families, our jobs, and our service for God, there should be no questions or compromising.  For some people, their jobs and ministries are one and the same.  For the rest of us, there is a separation--so to speak.  The truth is that whether we are on the job or whether we are serving in the church, we ought always to see it as working for God.  Our testimonies on our jobs are very important, and our quality of work rendered affects our testimonies in front of our co-workers and our employers.  The best part of giving our all in our families, on our jobs, and in our church is stated in the last part of the verse for today . . . "he sought his God and worked wholeheartedly. And so he prospered."  What could be a better reason for us to do our jobs well than that?  I will do my best today in all that I touch, and I am assured that I will be blessed because of my diligence.

Nancy.

Friday Nov. 14 -- 2008

It's 6:25 a.m., and all is well.  I hate it when I have a problem that I don't have a solution to!  It is frustrating for me to be faced with issues that I cannot readily solve.  People come to me often for advice and guidance (As a teacher, that is not unusual), and I enjoy and retain a sense of fulfillment when I can help someone find a solution to a problem.  There are times, however, when I am faced with difficulties that I don't have answers to right away.  Whether it's a song that I'm working on, or an issue in school, if I have a problem that I can't 'fix' myself, and right away, I have a tendency to become overwhelmed.

I read Psalm 5 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verse 8 says, "Lead me, O LORD, in your righteousness because of my enemies— make straight your way before me".  I know how God feels about me, because He's said it in His Word.  He loves me and desires good things for me. Because of His Love for me, I know without a doubt that He will never allow me to be at a place where I can't find my way.  He has provided supreme guidance for me, no matter how insignificant or big the problem may be.  God will never leave me without direction.  All I have to do is ask Him for help and then trust Him, knowing that He knows all things. In God there is a solution to every problem under the sun! Amen!

Nancy.

Monday Nov. 17 -- 2008

It's 6:54 a.m., and all is well.  I watched a television program the other day that gave me much to think about.  It was a movie where a young woman had been shot and was badly beaten.  Because of the unfortunate incident, she was left paralyzed from the waist down.  Her family was distraught, and started to pity her, giving her everything that she needed to be comfortable in her home for the rest of her life.  They knew that she would never walk again, so they wanted her to make a life for herself at home.  She listened to them talking as though she wasn't even in the room about the permanent nurse care that she would need, along with all the other things.  As she listened, she became infuriated, telling them to stop.  She looked at her parents and said, "I want you to stop it! I am going to get out of this bed, and I am going to walk again!"

I read Matthew Chapter 19 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verse 26 says, "Jesus looked at them and said, 'With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible'."  There are so many obstacles that the human must face in a lifetime.  No matter the race, social status, or gender, the human will encounter problems.  Sometimes these issues may seem impossible to overcome--I've been there--more than once.  The beauty in today's verse is that there is hope in every situtation.  Every mountain that the human faces can be climbed.  Every problem that the human has can be solved.  Every battle that the human must fight can be won.  Sometimes the process may be slow by our time, but God is able to conquer every situation that we face.  It is up to us to believe and trust.  Is that always easy?  No.  Even those who walked with Jesus while on earth had difficulty with this issue, and so do I from time to time.  If we believe God's Word, though, we know without a doubt that nothing is impossible with God!

What about the woman in the movie? Well, it took her several months of therapy and a whole lot of faith, but she got up out of that bed and walked again.  The movie was based on a true story.

Nancy.

Tuesday Nov. 18 -- 2008

It's 6:36 a.m., and all is well.  I remember growing up as a little girl wishing that I had a sister.  I would see all of my friends at school with their sisters, and would think, "It would be so nice to have a sister to hang out with and share stories."  I vaguely recall my mother telling me very early in life that I probably would not have a sister, so I had come to accept that--with some disappointment.  All my life, I have never known the feeling of having a sister to hang out with or gossip with or . . . Did I say gossip? . . . What I must have meant was to share stories with . . . No, I meant gossip.  You see, that's not what I would have called it back then, but that was what I really wanted--someone that I could sit and talk about other people with.  Not all sisters gossip. I know some wonderful women of God who make sure that they are always speaking truth and kindness to and about others.  Most women, though, when we get together, it just seems to happen on its own.  We start talking about one thing, and before you know it, we've 'slimed' everybody that we know.  By the way, men gossip too. Harsh words--but true!

I read I Timothy Chapter 5 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verse 13 says, "Besides, they get into the habit of being idle and going about from house to house. And not only do they become idlers, but also gossips and busybodies, saying things they ought not to."  I have also selected a verse in James Chapter 3 to share.  Verse 18 says, "Peacemakers who sow in peace raise a harvest of righteousness."  These two verses keep me mindful of what my speech should be like.  I am to build up.  I am to be busy doing God's work, not busy using my tongue to hurt other people.  I will continue, with God's help, to be the one who lifts up, to be the one who says, "Let's not go there today," to be the one who speaks life to those who I come in contact with.

My only sibling is my younger brother, who has been very instrumental throughout my life in keeping me on the 'sound side' of speech.  I love him with all my heart and cannot imagine life without him. 

Nancy.

Wednesday Nov. 19 -- 2008

It's 6:37 a.m., and all is well.  My aunt and I went on a little shopping trip together in South Florida many years ago.  Back then, I was not as familiar with the Florida road system as I am now.  We had rented a vehicle and were using a map of the local area for assistance in directions.  The task was not easy, mainly because my sense of direction is . . . well . . . Let's just say that sometimes I seem to have no sense of direction at all.  Since I was the driver, we encountered some problems.  I remember us having to pull over to the side of the road several times in order to trace our route on the map.  This one time, especially, I will probably never forget.  We were done with all of our shopping and were on our way back to the hotel.  We drove until we were almost at the hotel, and we came to a junction.  We could not find either of the names of the streets on the map, so we did not know where to go.  After sitting on the side of the road, looking over the map for about 15 minutes, we decided to take one of the exits.  It was the wrong exit.  We drove for awhile, and then decided to get back on the Interstate.  This time, we took the next exit, and somehow--I don't know how--but, we ended up in the very same spot where we began.  By this time, my aunt and I were both upset.  We had been shopping all day, we were tired, hungry, needed to use the restroom . . . You get the picture.  I sat there in the car, on the side of the road, again, wondering what to do next.

I read Proverbs Chapter 20 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verse 24 says, "A man's steps are directed by the LORD. How then can anyone understand his own way?"  In the Christian walk, we sometimes come across junctions, cross roads, curves, and even detours.  The good thing is that even when we come to these issues of direction, we don't have be lost.  Our Heavenly Father is here with us, and He will direct us.  It is up to us to follow His lead.

When my aunt and I couldn't find our way, I finally decided to call my father--my dad--and he, even though he was miles away, was able to talk us through and guide us safely back to the hotel.

Nancy.

Thursday Nov. 20 -- 2008

It's 5 a.m., and all is well.  I did not post this excerpt on the day noted, mainly because I wanted to take my time in writing this story. Today I will share a story that is near and dear to my heart.  A couple weeks ago I was re-connected with a roommate from my freshman year of college.  We hadn't spoken for at least 15 or maybe even 20 years.  It was a long time ago.  I was so excited to hear from her and was eager to find out about her life and her family.  We exchanged one or two e-mails back and forth and then she told me the story of her life--One that I won't soon forget!  With her permission, I will share a bit of her life, in hopes that it will touch the heart of each reader, as it has touched mine.  In order to protect her identity, I will refer to her as Gweneth.

After college, just like most young women, Gweneth found the man of her dreams. I'll call him Samuel.  Gweneth and Samuel fell in love and got married soon after.  Just like most Christian young couples, their desires were to have decent jobs, own a nice home, have a couple of kids, and live for the Lord.  Their desires were not all fulfilled until almost 10 years after their marriage. All the years before they had been praying for a child, and then suddenly, God gave them their heart's desire.  Gweneth became pregnant, and the celebrations began--But the celebrating would be brief--Tragic news was on its way.

Only two weeks after Gweneth found out that she was pregnant, her husband was diagnosed with having terminal cancer.  One can only imagine the many emotions that Gweneth and Samuel had to deal with.  (There are so many feelings that illness can bring to one's mind--especially when it is a loved one who is the victim).  Gweneth, who is a certified nurse, decided to remain at home with her husband during his illness.  At the appointed time, the pregnant Gweneth gave birth to a precious little boy--I'll call him John.  Samuel was able to hold his little boy and enjoy him for a while.  In February of this year, when little John was only 10 months old, and after almost 13 years of marriage, Samuel went home to be with the Lord.

Gweneth can tell, much better than I can, where she is right now in her life after such a tragedy.  Here is what she wrote to me a few days ago:

"I have returned back to work at (The Clinic), after being home with (Samuel) for 3 years.  My duties at the clinic are primarily administrative duties versus nursing. My wonderful life as I once knew it has changed, and I am on a quest to establish a new, normal life for my son and me. God has been my sustainer and has continued to provide peace, now that I am WIDOWED. Pray for me as I Walk In Divine Order With Every Discipline.  It is my desire to carry out the vision and plan that the Lord has for the remaining portion of my life."

I read Psalm 34 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verse 18 says, "The LORD is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit."  I don't know where life will take Gweneth from here, but I do know that wherever it is, God is already there.  She has shown such courage and strength, by God's Grace through all of her struggles. I am so happy that she knows God and is depending on Him to carry her through.  She is an example to all who would encounter trials and heartbreak that God is able to sustain!

Nancy.

Monday Nov. 24 -- 2008

It's 5 a.m., and all is well.  Yesterday my husband taught on endurance.  He talked about how it is easy to endure when things are in order, when we have no opposition, and when things are going the way we want them to.  This made me think.  I began to think about the many times that I've faltered as a Christian.  As I considered my many failures, I began to realize that most of those times were difficult times for me--difficult times of life.  Yes, there were times when it was just a matter of lack of self-control in relation to sin.  But a large portion of my failures came during times when I had been weakened because of the difficulties that I was going through.  I lacked endurance!  When times became hard, I folded, and was unable to fulfill my commitment to God.  We need to endure not only when life is perfect, but also during our times of troubles.

I read Isaiah Chapter 40 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verse 31 says, "But those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint."  We don't need to buckle under pressure.  We don't need to fall down because of fatigue.  We don't need to 'throw in the towel' because we are weak.  Our heavenly Father makes us strong under pressure, holds us up so that we don't fall, and gives us strength to stand even in our weakest hour.

Nancy.

Tuesday Nov. 25 -- 2008

It's 5:47 p.m., and all is well.  I'm a little late with this excerpt today because we had an island-wide electricity shut down.  It was very disappointing to not have access to electricity anywhere on the island, but I managed, and now we are back to normal.

I remember thinking about an old hymn that we sung at my church when I was growing up.  It seems that we hardly hear hymns anymore--At least, not like those before.  As I began thinking about the peace of God, today, I remembered the words of the hymn "What a Friend We Have In Jesus".  There is a small portion of that song that has always stayed with me, even as a child.  It goes "Oh, what peace we often forfeit. Oh, what needless pain we bear, all because we do not carry everything to God in prayer".  Over the years, I have found these words to be more and more true in my life.  Again, as I think about the times when there was no peace in my life, I recall that they were times when I wasn't where I should have been with God.  Those were times when, if I were faced with a problem, I would look for help in every other place, except on my knees before God.  I find it to be quite interesting how when we, Christians, are often in need, whether it be something tangible or not, we go to everyone and turn to everything but God.  This has become habitual for some and often brings feelings of emptiness and confusion.  Without God, there can be no true peace.

I read Phillipians 4 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verse 7 says, "And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus".  I just love this verse.  Especially the part that says, "which transcends all understanding".  That to me is saying that although I may search for answers to life's issues all over the place, there is no answer that I could ever receive that could bring me the complete peace that I will find in Christ.  He is indeed the Prince and the King of Peace!

Nancy.

Wednesday Nov. 26 -- 2008

It's 6:32 a.m., and all is well.  The point of view that I'm going to chronicle today is probably just a woman's way of thinking.  Although most women should readily identify with my thought process, men with wives, daughters, and sisters should also be able to give a nod indicating understanding of my actions.

My husband and I make it a point to travel as much as we can.  We do this mainly to get away from the 'hustle and bustle' of the daily routine.  Another reason that we try to travel frequently is to make memories.  Each trip we take, we bring back home with us at least one memory that we are able to hold on to as unique.  I remember this one time we were traveling, and we were about only a day and a half into our trip.  This was a shopping trip.  I had seen so many things that I 'needed' the day before, that I had spent almost all of my cash and even depleted most of my credit card funds.  I recall seeing an item that I really 'needed', but I didn't have enough money left to buy it.  I went to where my husband was in the store and asked him for money to purchase the item.  He reached into his pocket to give me the money, but then he stopped.  He looked at me and asked, "Where is the money that you brought?"  Looking at him, I innocently replied, "I've spent it all."  He stood there for a few seconds and said, "We've only been here for two days. How could you have spent all of your money already?  Why would you spend all of your money in the first two days of our trip?  Don't you realize that we still have three more days to go?" I replied, "Yes, but I knew that you would have enough money to carry us through the rest of our trip, so I really wasn't keeping tabs on my spending."

I read I Peter 5 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verse 7 says, "Casting all your cares upon Him for He cares for you."  Although my story and way of thinking may not be the best in regards to how I should have handled money on that trip, my actions were what, I believe, God expects from us as His children.  He expects for us to live with all confidence that He is there, He is prepared, and He is able to take care of us.  God wants us to live worry-free, putting aside all of our anxieties and cares.  He wants us to depend on Him for everything.  If we do, we will never be disappointed!

I was right!  My husband was more than prepared to take care of us during the rest of the trip.  I was able to get the item that I so desperately 'needed', and continued shopping from my husband's wallet at my heart's content--without a care in the world!

Nancy.

Thursday Nov. 27 -- 2008

It's 6:38 a.m., and all is well.  Today the issues of 'trust' and 'direction' are on my heart.  It seems that those are the things that God has been dealing with me about lately.  The questions that I look for answers for are, "Lord, where do I go from here?" and, "Father, now what?".  With my past behind me, my present always with me, and my future before me, I am compelled to seek the Heart of the Lord for guidance.  For my excerpt today, I will draw from one of my previous articles on trust, dated October 17th.  Although my circumstances are different today than they were on October 17th, my feelings toward God are much the same, and my river of trust in Him, by necessity, runs deeper than it ever has before.

The word 'trust' has the potential to spring a host of emotions when brought to mind.  Depending upon one's experiences, background, and influences, the word 'trust', when spoken, may produce a sense of safety and security. On the other hand, there are persons to whom when the word 'trust' is spoken, thoughts of betrayal, hurt, anger, and even disgust are the only things that come to mind.  The truth is that even though there are many people who have difficulty trusting because of past experiences, each of us everyday put our trust in at least one person or thing.  We use trust in our relationships with our families, our friends, our co-workers, our church sisters and brothers, our grocers, our mechanics, our accountants, our police officers, our doctors, our nurses, and on and on the list goes.  The thing that I've learned over the years is that it is difficult to have a meaningful relationship with anyone, whether it be a family member, friend, or someone else, if there is no trust or even little trust involved.  In order for relationships to work the way they are supposed to, we must trust those who we have the relationships with. 

I read Proverbs 3 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verses 5-6 say, "Trust in the LORD with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him, and He will make your paths straight." Well, there it is!  I have no excuses.  My path is set out for me already, all I will do now, as I have done before, is trust in God.  He will show me where to go, when to go, and what to do when I get there!

Nancy.

Friday Nov. 28 -- 2008

It's 7 a.m., and all is well.  I am thankful today for the Bible.  As I look back over my life, I realise that there has never been one time or one thing that I've experienced that the Bible didn't have the solution for.   I am so very grateful to God that He gave us His Heart through the Bible.  We never need to wonder about what He is thinking or what He desires.  It's all there in His Word.  What a wonderful Father He is to not have left us alone. His Spirit and His Word we have with us always, to comfort, to lead, and to sustain.

I read Psalm 119 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verse 105 says, "Thy word is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path."  This verse is so very familiar to most that would read it.  That is mainly because of the popular song that is associated with it.  Sometimes when scriptures or verses are familiar to us, it is easy for us to forget their meanings.  Here, the psalmist relies on the Word of God for guidance and direction (there are those two words again). He seems to know that the path is already mapped out for him, he just needs the Word as light so that he may know how and where to step.  God makes our path clear.  We have no need to fear!

Nancy.

Monday, December 1 -- 2008

It's 5 a.m., and all is well.  I remember the very first time I participated in a treasure hunt as a child.  I can recall how at first I was a bit confused as to how the game was to be played.  I found and read the first clue that had instructions on how to find the second clue.  The second clue had instructions on how to find the third clue, and so on, until finally the prize was found or the destination was reached.  I still remember finding this game to be difficult.  I had been used to games where I could read all the rules and know exactly what to do before I started to play.  This game was different.  It only allowed me to advance to the next step with each individual clue--In other words, one step at a time.

I read Genesis 12 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verses 1-4 say, "The LORD had said to Abram, Leave your country, your people and your father's household and go to the land I will show you. I will make you into a great nation and I will bless you; I will make your name great, and you will be a blessing. I will bless those who bless you, and whoever curses you I will curse; and all peoples on earth will be blessed through you. So Abram left, as the LORD had told him; and Lot went with him. Abram was seventy-five years old when he set out from Haran". I cannot help but be amazed at the amount of faith that Abraham displayed by following God's commands.  Here was God making Abraham all of these promises and asking him to leave his comfort zone, but not giving him a plan.  God did not tell Abraham exactly what was before him and what to expect each step of the way.  God just told him to go . . . and he did.  Because of his obedience to God, he was a very blessed man indeed.  Sometimes God tells us to go without giving us all the details.  Sometimes He just leads us one step at a time.

Nancy.

Tuesday, December 2 -- 2008

It's 5:30 a.m., and all is well.  I am grateful to God today for new pages. I have been reading a Christian-based novel series lately.  I've gotten through three of the books already.  I confess that because of time constraints, I am not going through the books as quickly as I could ordinarily.  The one thing that I have noticed, though, is how well-written these books are.  There are two writers to these novels, and they do an excellent job with keeping my attention--not an easy task, believe me.  With each chapter there is something new and exciting going on in these novels to make me want to read on.  Every new page has more ideas, stories, and events that bring me a step closer to my ultimate goal--that is, finishing the series.  I am truly grateful to God for new pages.

I read Genesis 12 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verses 8 & 9 say, "From there he went on toward the hills east of Bethel and pitched his tent, with Bethel on the west and Ai on the east. There he built an altar to the LORD and called on the name of the LORD. Then Abram set out and continued toward the Negev."  My time spent with the Lord yesterday was a springboard to today's meditations.  Here Abraham stepped out of his comfort zone and left his home because God told him to.  God did not give Abraham any idea of what he would encounter along the way, God just told him to go.  Abraham obeyed.  Verses 8 & 9 serve as transition pages in the life of Abraham.  He was still traveling, with only a promise from God to keep him motivated.  Abraham was moving on, page after page, with the ultimate goal in mind--that was to fulfill God's will and purpose for his life.  As with Abraham, every page turned in my life is a new opportunity, another piece of this exciting adventure that God has allowed me to be apart of.  Every new page brings me closer to my ultimate goal--that is to fulfill the will and purpose of God for my life.  I am grateful to God for new pages!

Nancy.

Wednesday, December 3 -- 2008

It's 5:40 a.m., and all is well.  There are days when my heart is simply full of praise to my God.  Of course, I praise God everyday, but these are days that I take my praise 'up a notch'.  On these days I go to God with no requests, no complaints, and no burdens.  I just praise Him for who He is and for His goodness towards me.  This is one of those days.  I am just loving God this morning, because He has proven Himself faithful to me once again.  He is good, even when life is hard.  He is good all the time.  I simply praise Him for all His benefits.  I praise Him for His mighty acts.  I praise Him for His comfort, strength, and guidance.  I praise the Lord today!

I read Psalm 29 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verses 1 & 2 say, "Give unto the LORD, O you mighty ones. Give unto the LORD glory and strength. Give unto the LORD the glory due to His name; Worship the LORD in the beauty of holiness." I praise the Lord today!

Nancy.

Thursday, December 4 -- 2008

It's 5 a.m., and all is well.  Yesterday began with me saying, "I'm sorry".  There is just something about settling matters that is very liberating.  I've found that when there are negative things that are in my life that involve other people, I can't function as I should.  This is not a bad thing.  It compels me to try to be at peace with others as much as I can.  Even beyond the idea of not being able to function is the fact that, if there are unresolved issues in my life, God will have no part of me--a feeling that I cannot bear.  God will not hear my prayers unless I consecrate (set apart) myself as a clean vessel unto Him, as often as necessary.  In addition to that, if my failures involve the hurting of others, I must make things right with them as well. This, most of the time, requires a great deal of humility, and is not always easy.  It is, however, the best way to live, and it is for my own good and for God's glory.

I read several verses as part of my devotions this morning. Psalm 51:17  says, “The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart, O God, you will not despise”.  Romans 6:13 says, “Do not offer the parts of your body to sin, as instruments of wickedness, but rather offer yourselves to God, as those who have been brought from death to life; and offer the parts of your body to him as instruments of righteousness”.  Psalm 19:14 says, “Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in Your sight, O LORD, my rock and my Redeemer".  It should be the desire of every Christian to be at peace with God and everyone else.  The first steps in achieving this goal involve saying, "I'm sorry", not only to God, but also to those whom we have offended.

Nancy.

Friday, December 5 -- 2008

It's 5:45 a.m., and all is well.  It is difficult to understand how people set out to hurt us as they sometimes do.  Nevertheless, we have no right to expect 'a bed of roses'  just because we are God's children.  Our heritage in Christ does not exempt us from the tactics of the enemy, but in fact, it makes us clearer targets.  The thing that I'm learning to do, when evil is unjustly spoken of me, is pray.  God has declared that He is the One responsible for me.  I am HIS child, not the other way around.  While there are those who would allow themselves to be used by the devil to try to hurt me through words and deeds, I am much aware of my status.  I know that God will fight for me and that, in His time, I will be vindicated.  I will wait patiently upon the Lord, for the day of my vindication will come!  It cannot be stopped by any means!  I am resolved to trust in the Lord even more, for these petty issues that I sometimes face, are just that--petty.  My life is much more than my struggles--my life is about God!  My reason for existence is about God!  Those who misuse the time and strength that God has graciously given them to try to destroy my reputation, and lay claim to my character, have the Great One to answer to.  I am able to do very little to defend myself, but the All-Powerful God is able and will be my defense.  In God's time, all will come to see the truth, because my trust is not in my words, as is there's.  But rather, my trust is in my God.

I read Matthew Chapter 5 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verses 10-12 say, "God blesses those who are persecuted for doing right, for the Kingdom of Heaven is theirs. God blesses you when people mock you and persecute you and lie about you and say all sorts of evil things against you because you are my followers. Be happy about it! Be very glad! For a great reward awaits you in heaven. And remember, the ancient prophets were persecuted in the same way."  This is what strengthens me.  I can read God's Word and be encouraged.  No matter what is happening now, God is already in my future.  I will trust and depend on Him, because He is the only One who knows the end of the story!

Nancy.

Monday, December 8 -- 2008

It's 6:52 a.m., and all is well.  Yesterday my husband preached a message entitled "The Good Soldier".  At one point I looked around at some of the faces in the audience to see if anyone else, besides me, was having the same reaction to his words as I was.  I rarely look around at church, but for some reason, I just had to know if I was the only one feeling the need for re-commitment.  The gist of the message was that we (Christians) often talk about the goals and dreams that we have for our lives, both physical and spiritual, but we sometimes fail to do anything about them.  He said that we cannot expect to reach our goals if we are unwilling to work towards them.  He continued to explain how that in order for us to complete the projects that God has given us or that we have given ourselves, we must work.  In other words, things will not get done on their own, we must work towards putting them in place.  This has been a struggle for me from time to time. As I listened, I realized that it was time for me to re-commit to work at some things that God has asked me to do, and also, to work at some personal achievements that I would like to accomplish as well.  I have highlighted the word 'work' in this excerpt because I realize that a lack of or failure to work is often the only thing keeping us from reaching our goals.  We have the dreams, we have the abilities, we have the heart, we just don't want to work.

I read Proverbs Chapter 14 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verse 23 says, "All hard work brings a profit, but mere talk leads only to poverty."  Wow!  How much clearer can the Word be?  If we have goals, whether spiritual or physical, we will never achieve them if we are unwilling to work.  I re-commit today to work towards my goals, both physical and spiritual.  May God grant me grace and favor as I follow the teachings of His Word.

Nancy.

Tuesday, December 9 -- 2008

It's 6:45 a.m., and all is well.  For some reason the matter of vindication is still very strong on my mind today.  I'm not quire sure why.  I know that I have been going through some struggles of my own, but I have given them over to the Lord.  In my own heart there is peace that God is working out my situation for me in ways that I cannot see as yet.  So I am okay . . . I'm more than okay concerning the matters of my life.  That is why I can't quite understand this desire to dwell on vindication today.  My only course of explanation is that some of my readers are facing situations of their own in which they are needing and asking God for vindication or peace.

Perhaps one may be facing issues where he or she has been falsely accused (lied on).  My words to that one is that God hates lying, and He has vowed to punish all liars accordingly.  Proverbs 19:9 says "A false witness will not go unpunished, and he who pours out lies will perish."  My friend, your day of vindication will come.

Perhaps one may be facing a situation where confusion has set in, and he or she is in search of peace.  My words to that one is that God is the giver of peace, and He promises to give peace to all those who are His children and are living as they should. Psalm 85:8 says "I will hear what God the LORD will say; For He will speak peace to His people, to His godly ones; But let them not turn back to folly".

My encouragement to the one who desires vindication or who seeks after the peace of God is summed up in one verse from my personal devotions today: Isaiah 54:17 says "No weapon that is formed against you will prosper; And every tongue that accuses you in judgment you will condemn. This is the heritage of the servants of the LORD, and their vindication is from Me, declares the LORD".  Take heart, my friend.  Do as I have done, and rest in the very words of God Almighty!

Nancy.

Wednesday, December 10 -- 2008

It's 5:15 a.m., and all is well.  Today I will draw from one of my previous articles, from a few months ago.  My motive for this is the overwhelming feeling that I have concerning the topic of 'light'.  I'm not referring to just any light, mind you, but rather 'the light of the world'.  Something was brought to my attention a couple of weeks ago that really made me re-visit the idea of me being a light in this very dark world.  It is before me once again, and I feel compelled this morning to address it in my own heart.  I need to re-examine my impact on this world.  Am I truly a light?  If so, am I shining bright enough?  Is there more that I can do?  These are the questions that are on my mind today.  As I prepare physically to go out into the world this morning, am I spiritually prepared to be the light that I am meant to be?  Here is my excerpt from September 15. I am at the very same place in my heart today as I was on that day.

"I read Matthew 5 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verse 14 says, "Ye are the light of the world . . ."  What an interesting idea . . . "the light of the world" . . . There is so much responsibility wrapped up in that simple phrase.  There is so much darkness in the world.  I see it all the time.  I see people searching for 'something'.  The fact that they are searching, means that they are having difficulty seeing what they are looking for. Sometimes the search becomes frantic, leading to instability and bizarre behavior.   I often wonder, "Why can't they see the way?"  There is a way to true peace, real joy and a fulfilled life, but they can't seem to find it.  Is it because of me?  Is my light shining bright enough? Jesus said that I am the light of the world. If I am the light of the world, and the world is having difficulty seeing because of the darkness, doesn't it stand to reason that my light is not shining as brightly as it should? My aim today is to refuel.  I must make sure that I'm shining.  I will go to the One who is not only the giver of light, but He is light Himself.  God will help me to shine as I should, as I read His Word, pray and surrender to Him."

Nancy.

Thursday, December 11 -- 2008

It's 6:31 a.m., and all is well.  I am simply overwhelmed by my knowledge of God.  I'm not speaking of my knowing that He does indeed exist, but rather, my knowing who He really is.  There are so many attributes, wonderful things, about Him that I could write and sing about for eternity.  There isn't anything about Him that is not good.  He encompasses so many good things.  The well known statement, "Familiarity breathes contempt," is in complete opposition to the affect that my God has on me.  The more I get to know Him, the more I want to know.  The closer I get to Him, the closer I want to be.  The more I talk to Him, the more I want Him to talk to me.  I am helplessly in love with Him--God.

I read Psalm 46 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verses 7-11 say, "The LORD Almighty is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress. Selah. Come and see the works of the LORD, the desolations he has brought on the earth. He makes wars cease to the ends of the earth; he breaks the bow and shatters the spear, he burns the shields with fire. 'Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.'  The LORD Almighty is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress. Selah."  There are so many attributes of God that are wrapped up in these 5 small verses.  The ones that take hold of my heart most are the fact that He is my shelter--a place where I can go for safety.  He is powerful--His might is displayed all over the world.  He is a God of peace--without Him the world would remain in utter disarray.  He is always with me--I sense His presence even now.  He is my God, and I am blessed indeed to be able to call Him Lord, Father, and Friend.

Nancy.

Friday, December 12 -- 2008

It's 5:02 a.m., and all is well.  What about security?  Why is it that sometimes it takes so much convincing for us to feel secure?  I've come to realize that there are often times that I have reservations or apprehensions about matters where I should feel secure.  In addition to that, there are times that I feel secure and safe in matters where I really should have concern.  For example, I get on an airplane, and I'm, for the most part, uneasy until I have fastened my seatbelt.  Let me put that into perspective.  How secure really can a seatbelt make me when I'm thousands of feet in the air?  I mean, if the plane is plunging, falling from the skies at a rate that can only lead to disintegration, what help can a little strap called a seatbelt make? And yet, I don't feel safe until I have fastened mine.  As I grow older, and the more I take to skies, I realize that what I experience with my dependence on a seatbelt in an airplane is a false sense of security.

I read Psalm 91 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verses 9-12 say, "If you make the Lord your refuge, if you make the Most High your shelter, no evil will conquer you; no plague will come near your home. For he will order his angels to protect you wherever you go. They will hold you up with their hands so you won’t even hurt your foot on a stone."  Now this is security!  My security lies in God Almighty.  This security that I can boast of does not only cover my physical being, but all other areas of my life as well.  Security, in the truest sense of the word, can only be found in my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.  The seatbelt may fasten me to my seat, but it's the Hand of God that holds the airplane in the skies.

Nancy.

Monday, December 15 -- 2008

It's 6:53 a.m., and all is well.  I am going to refer to an earlier article that I posted a couple months ago.  It seems that God has been taking me back lately to consider some thoughts and concepts for my own peace of mind.  He is using words and experiences from my past to encourage me daily.  This is just another reminder to me that He is in control, and has everything already worked out for me.  Today, in light of the Christmas season, I am reflecting on the name Immanuel.  Here is part of my article from September 29, 2008.

"I am recalling the years in my life when I lived by myself as a single adult.  They weren't many years, thankfully. . . about four or five, I think.  This was the time right after college when I was working as a young teacher, trying to get some experience.  Marriage would not come until a few years later.  But as a single person coming home to an empty apartment everyday, I experienced a great struggle with loneliness.  Weekends were the worst!  Coming home on Fridays, knowing that there was an entire weekend of being alone was difficult.  Of course I had friends, and we would hang out together, but when they were gone, I was left alone.  I remember stepping into my apartment, and almost immediately turning on the television so that there could be a sense of 'presence' in the place . . . someone other than myself."

I read Matthew Chapter 1 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verse 23 says, "The virgin will be with child and will give birth to a son, and they will call him Immanuel--which means, God with us."  What a wonderful idea this is!  God with us.  It should be very calming to know that no matter where we are, God is there.  He is with us even when we are at places in our lives that we are unable to sense His presence. There is no need for loneliness, because we are never alone!

Nancy.

Tuesday, December 16 -- 2008

It's 6 a.m., and all is well.  Yesterday, late in the evening, I went into the supermarket to do a bit of shopping.  That was not a good idea at all.  The holiday season is here, and everywhere I go there are crowds of people.  On the streets, the traffic has already begun to get crazy, and in the stores, people seem to be shopping like there is no tomorrow.  I listen to the news, both locally and globally, and the people who know best say that the economy is at its worst.  Yet, people are still shopping.  I understand the excitement around Christmas, but I try to be careful to not confuse things--I don't ever want to forget the real meaning of Christmas.  My gift-giving to my family and friends at Christmas should never out-weigh my gifts to my Lord and Savior.  While I am giving, I should not forget to seek to build up the Kingdom of God. I'm not necessarily speaking of monetary gifts, but just in me giving of myself, and making sure that everything is in perspective.  Christmas is about Christ, and nothing else!

I read Matthew Chapter 2 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verses 10-11 say, "When they saw the star, they were overjoyed. On coming to the house, they saw the child with his mother Mary, and they bowed down and worshiped him. Then they opened their treasures and presented him with gifts of gold and of incense and of myrrh."  The wise men proved that they knew who should be honored, because they brought their gifts to Jesus.  Let us also be mindful this Christmas that we give to others, yes, but not forget to give to our Lord and Savior, Jesus!

Nancy.

Wednesday, December 17 -- 2008

The Holidays have officially begun for me!!!  I am off for some Christmas cheer.  Posting will resume Monday, January 26th, 2009.  Until then, HAPPY HOLIDAYS EVERYONE!!!

Nancy.

Monday, January 26, 2009

It's 6:42 a.m., and all is well.  Over the holidays, I was blessed to catch a glimpse of what real life fulfillment is all about.  Several times throughout my life, I've met people who were in their old age, as we would say it, but their lips were filled with words of true regret.  I met an elderly gentleman one time who told me that, although he had lived his life out to be almost 80 years old, there was still a void. "There is something missing", he said.  Well, this Christmas, my husband and I were able to see, first hand, the satisfaction that a full life of commitment to God can bring.  We sat around the dinner table on Christmas day, surrounded by our dear relatives.  My mother and I had spent almost two days preparing and cooking the Christmas meal.  Everything was in order for the holidays, as it should be.  Nothing, though, prepared us for the conversations that we were about to have with my dear grandfather.  I remember him preaching since I was just a small child.  He is 82 years old now, and is still alert, has a healthy mind, can move around better than most even younger than he is, and yes, he is still preaching.  My husband and I sat at the table, just blown away by the wealth of knowledge and wisdom and encouragement that flowed from him to us that day.  The one thing that stood out to me more than anything, is his attitude towards his life--a life lived in service for God.  My grandfather is happy!  Sure, he may not have everything in the world that he wants, but when it comes to how he's spent his life and time, he is at peace.  His life is a true example of the reward that comes by living a life completely for God.  The reward is something that cannot be bought--fulfillment!

I read Colossians Chapter 3 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verses 23-24 say, "Whatever you do, do your work heartily, as for the Lord rather than for men, knowing that from the Lord you will receive the reward of the inheritance. It is the Lord, Christ whom you serve."  I will follow my grandfather's example and live a life of service to God.  My service is not for the praise of the men and women of this world, but for the glory and honor of God.  In the end, all that matters is what HE thinks of me, anyway!

Nancy.

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

It's 7 a.m., and all is well.  How do we love people who sometimes come across as unlovable?  This question may seem to be a difficult one to answer.  The truth is, though, that there is nothing difficult about the question or the topic on a whole, for that matter.  I have learned some hard lessons in life.  One of them is the truth about loving the unlovable.  Is the answer or the lesson learned some obscure, philosophical revelation?  No, it is not.  When faced with unlovable co-workers, unlovable church members, unlovable relatives, or just unlovable people in general, all we have to do is consider ourselves.  When we consider who we are--or let me personalize it--When I consider who I am, it makes it so much easier for me to love the unlovable.  I try, with the help of God, to be sweet, kind, and loveable to all people at all times.  The truth is, though, that there are many times that I miss that mark.  There are times when I am not relying on the help of God, and I walk in my own way.  These are the times that I may seem unlovable to those who come into contact with me.  So, how do we love people who sometimes come across as unlovable?  The answer is clear.  All we need to do is take a look in the mirror, and we will see that just as we are loved by God and others when we are unlovable, we must love in return.

I read I Peter Chapter 4 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verse 8 says, "Above all, keep fervent in your love for one another, because love covers a multitude of sins."  Now that we have the answer, it is up to us to choose what we will do.  As for me, I choose to love!  Hopefully, in those times when I am unlovable, my sentiments will be returned.

Nancy.

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

It's 6 a.m., and all is well.  It occurred to me yesterday that this matter of 'self-searching' or 'soul-searching' are not spoken about as often as they should be.  I mean, Christians today look at each other, analyze and often criticize differences of beliefs, opinions or convictions, but pay little or sometimes no regard to self evaluations.  What I mean is that we are quick to judge what others are doing, or not doing, without stopping to look at ourselves.  I have found that the deepest peace of mind comes when I sit, meditate, evaluate, and settle all issues with God and myself. It is then, and only then, that I know that God is pleased with what He sees in me.  Nothing brings more peace to my heart than knowing that all is well between me and God.

I read one of my favorite Psalms this morning as part of my devotions--Psalm 139.  I've selected Verses 1-4 & 23-24 to meditate on today. The verses read, "O LORD, You have searched me

and You know me. You know when I sit and when I rise; You perceive my thoughts from afar. You discern my going out and my lying down; You are familiar with all my ways. Before a word is on my tongue, You know it completely, O LORD . . . Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts. See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting."  It is my desire to be at peace with myself, but my ultimate goal is to be at peace with God.  Self-searching is at the beginning of it all.

Nancy.

Thursday, January 29, 2009

It's 5 a.m., and all is well. God and I had a conversation the other day.  Actually, it was more like me telling God what I want and listing the things that I'm ready for in life.  After I got through stating my desires, a feeling of guilt came over me.  At first, I didn't understand why I felt guilty.  All I had done was told God about the things that I want and I feel I'm ready to handle.  After thinking about it a bit, I got it.  There is nothing wrong with me stating my desires to God.  The problem came when I started telling God about what I'm ready to handle in my life.  I should've known better than that.  I should know by now that God knows what I can and cannot handle, and He would never keep anything away from me that is good for me . . . that is His promise.

I read James Chapter 1 this morning as part of my devotions. Verse 4 says, "When your patience is fully in bloom, then you will be ready for anything . . . "  The message here is clear.  As I mature spiritually, God will allow different things to happen in my life, as He deems necessary and good for me.

Nancy.

Monday, February 2, 2009

It's 7:01 a.m., and all is well.  Last night, I was able, for the first time ever, to enjoy a Superbowl.  The reason that this was my first time was because I never understood the game of football.  It's a crying shame for sure, but I never understood how to play football.  All I would see is a bunch of men on a field running past some lines and then just falling on top of each other.  It never made sense to me.  Last night, my husband decided that he would explain the rules to me so that I would be able to enjoy the Superbowl.  It took him all of 2 and a half, maybe three minutes into the game to explain the basics of what was happening.  I was just amazed!  Not only is the sport easy to understand, but it's so much fun to watch!  I have missed out all of these years, not being able to watch the Superbowl simply because I never took the time to learn the game.  It occurred to me that life can be very much the same way.  Sometimes we miss out on so much simply because we don't take time to receive instructions or training from the One who knows all the answers.

I seem to be stuck in James Chapter 1 these past few days. Verse 5 says, "If any of you lacks wisdom, he should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to him."  Well, there it is.  When life is complicated and confusing, as it sometimes is, all we have to do is ask God to direct us.  I believe that like learning the rules of football, not only would life not be as difficult as before, but it would be much more enjoyable as well.  Learning the rules from the One who knows how to 'play' the game, makes all the difference in the world!

Nancy.

Friday, February 6, 2009

It's 6:30 a.m., and all is well.  I've had some busy days this week; never too busy to spend time with the Lord, though . . . just haven't been able to post to the journal as I usually do.  I am back today with the topic of 'fruit' on my mind.

We have a cherry tree in our back yard.  I remember the apprehension that we had in putting any fruit trees in our yard.  My husband and I are both well aware of the amount of work that is required in maintaining a yard where there are fruit trees. We decided to get a cherry tree anyway.  We thought that we might see cherries on our tree about once a year.  To our surprise, our tree hardly goes about two to three weeks without producing cherries, much to the delight of our neighbor's kids.  This tree amazes me with the amount of fruit that it bears, and the fruit is always so good.  It has even become a source of outreach for me.  Every time I hear the neighbor's kids in our yard picking cherries, I use the opportunity to talk to them about salvation. This tree has proven itself to be very valuable to us.  It causes me to desire that same kind of value of my life in regards to the Kingdom of Heaven.

I read Colossians Chapter 1 as part of my devotions this morning. Verses 10-12 say, "And we pray this in order that you may live a life worthy of the Lord and may please him in every way: bearing fruit in every good work, growing in the knowledge of God, being strengthened with all power according to his glorious might so that you may have great endurance and patience, and joyfully giving thanks to the Father, who has qualified you to share in the inheritance of the saints in the kingdom of light."  It's my desire to be fruitful, in light of eternity.

Nancy.

Monday, February 9, 2009

It's 6:12 a.m., and all is well.  In my husband's message, yesterday, he spoke a little bit on worry.  It occurred to me that when I choose to spend even a part of my day worrying, it could be considered as an insult to God.  I'm thinking about it now.   If God is my Father, what is the basis for my worrying?  As my Father, has God ever let me down?   Has He ever left me        un-cared for?  Has He ever left me unprotected?  Has He ever withheld food, clothes, shelter or finances from me?  Has God ever not met my needs?  The answer to all of those questions is NO!  Why is it then that, from time to time, I find it necessary to worry?  Am I willing to say that the reason I must worry is that I can't really count on God to take care of me as He's promised?  Am I willing to say that God is not to be trusted?

I read Proverbs Chapter 3 as part of my devotions this morning. Verse 5 says, "Trust in the LORD with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding."  This verse is simple--easy to understand.  Understanding, however, is just one step.  The next part is accepting what it says. It is not enough for me to just read these words. When I am overcome by worry (which is of the devil by the way), I need to put this verse into practice.  I will trust in the Lord for everything in my life.  As far as taking care of me goes, God has a really good track record!

Nancy.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

It's 7:06 a.m., and all is well.  I remember spending many days on the beach during my childhood years.  Growing up in a tropical region makes it easy for days of leisure nearby the ocean.  As I recall, my favorite part of being on the beach was building sand castles with my father and brother.  My mother would just watch.  The thing that would bother me the most, was that we would spend so much time 'constructing' the sand castle, but at the end of the day, the water would rise and wash it all away.  The worst part of it was that there was absolutely nothing that we could do to stop it.

I read Matthew Chapter 7 as part of my devotions this morning. Verses 24-27 say, "Therefore everyone who hears these words of mine and puts them into practice is like a wise man who built his house on the rock. The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house; yet it did not fall, because it had its foundation on the rock. But everyone who hears these words of mine and does not put them into practice is like a foolish man who built his house on sand. The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house, and it fell with a great crash."  As a child, seeing the sand castle that you've built being washed away for the first time can be pretty traumatic.  You would desire with all of your heart to be able to push the ocean back into its place.  The realization that you are helpless to defend your sand castle against the waves can give a child a numbing feeling--I speak from experience.  Eventually, you come to grips with the fact that no matter how many times you build your sand castle on the beach, it will be washed away.  Life is pretty much the same way.  If I choose to build my life and expectancy on and around frivolous, temporal things, then I can be sure of failure.  On the other hand, if my foundation is God, then my life will stand firm, and nothing, not even the vast ocean, could make me fall.

Nancy.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

It's 6:16 a.m., and all is well.  'Morning people' are annoying!  I remember, during my sophomore year in college, I had this roommate that was so cheerful in the mornings that she would wake up and start whistling.  Thankfully, she dropped out about a month into the school year.  I say that in jest, of course.  The point here is that I am not a morning person, and so it is difficult for me to 'get myself together' in the morning.  I have learned throughout the years, however, that starting my day off right doesn't mean getting a cup of coffee or reading the daily paper.  Getting a good start to my day means saying 'Good Morning' to the One who is able to control the outcome of the day.

I read several verses in Psalms this morning as part of my devotions. They read as follows:

• Chapter 5:3 "In the morning, O LORD, you hear my voice; in the morning I lay my requests before you and wait in expectation."
  

• Chapter 88:13 "But I cry to you for help, O LORD; in the morning my prayer comes before you."
  

• Chapter 143:8 "Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love, for I have put my trust in you. Show me the way I should go, for to you I lift up my soul."
  

Nowadays, I follow the examples of the Psalmists.  I find that although I do not whistle, there is always a song in my heart after I have spent my morning hours with the Lord.  I guess that in some respects, I am a morning person after all.

Nancy.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

It's 6 a.m., and all is well.  Several years ago, I met a two-year old girl who had what I call the 'Mine Syndrome'.  She was with her mother at the hair salon, and every time someone would go to pick up a magazine, she would grab it and yell, "Mine!".  I don't know what it was, but she felt that she owned the magazines.  She stood by the magazine rack and guarded it with all that she had.  Her mother was under the dryer, and not paying attention.  The manager of the salon went up to the little girl and said, "You've got to let people look at the magazines while they sit and wait."  The toddler stretched her tiny body across the rack and said, "No! Mine!"  The manager  became frustrated.  She reached behind the toddler and grabbed a magazine, but the child quickly grabbed the other end of the magazine and once again yelled, "Mine!"  The manager, not wanting the little girl to yell anymore, let go of the magazine.  The little girl took the magazine, clutched it tightly to her chest and said, "Mine!".

I read John Chapter 10 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verses 27-30 say "My sheep listen to my voice; I know them, and they follow me. I give them eternal life, and they shall never perish; no one can snatch them out of my hand. My Father, who has given them to me, is greater than all; no one can snatch them out of my Father's hand. I and the Father are one."  It brings me great comfort to know that I belong to God, and that nothing in the world can change that.  God holds me in His Hand, and when evil tries to get to me, He holds me close to Himself and says, "Mine!"

Nancy.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

It's 7:15 a.m., and all is well.  Valentine's Day has passed and, before you know it, Easter will be here.  The advertisers will have moved on from hearts and chocolates to bunnies and pastel-colored eggs.  It seems like with each year, the time goes by more quickly.  The funny thing is that whether or not we accomplish our goals, the time will come and go.  The time passes no matter what condition we are in.  This is a reminder for me today to use each moment wisely.  Since time will pass no matter where we are in life, we might as well at least try to see our objectives fulfilled.  Why do nothing and waste the precious moments that we have been given?

I read John Chapter 9 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verse 4 says, "As long as it is day, we must do the work of him who sent me. Night is coming, when no one can work."  These are the words of our Lord, telling us to work while we have the opportunity.  Jesus tells us that we should not let go of the time that we have.  We must use it to fulfill our purpose in life.  It is my goal, today, to use every minute wisely.

Nancy.

Monday, March 9, 2009

It's 7:09 a.m., and all is well.  I hate flu season!  I have just endured two and half weeks of pure misery!  The body aches, coughing, congestion, and everything else, just seem so unbearable when I have the flu.  The thing with the flu is that once you get it, nothing else in the world hardly seems to matter.  You spend your days taking over the counter and prescription medicines, and your only thought is whether or not you're going to live.  Well, I made it through this one safe and sound.  I am now recalling when I contracted the flu virus this time.  I had been very diligent, taking all of my vitamins and avoiding anyone who sounded like they had even a slight cough or cold.   One night, a couple of weeks ago, my husband and I had some guests from the UK over to dinner.  My sister-in-law came to dinner that evening as well, and yes, she had the flu.  Actually, she was just getting over it.  I thought, "Surely it's almost over for her, so she's can't still be contagious".  Two days later, I realized just how contagious the flu really is.  I am left today thinking, "What if I were contagious?"  I don't mean contagious with the flu, of course.  What if I were so caught up in sharing the Gospel, that I left a 'mark' with everyone that I would come into contact with?

I read Mark Chapter 16 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verse 15 says, "He said to them, 'Go into all the world and preach the good news to all creation".  This verse tells me that I am to be contagious--I am to spread the Word of God, so that others may experience this wonderful salvation as I do.  I am committed to be contagious today!

Nancy.

Friday, April 24, 2009

It's 7:11 a.m., and all is well.  In speaking with a dear friend yesterday, I began to realize that there is so much emptiness in the world.  I've always known that people, myself included, need a Savior; but the feeling I got yesterday ran deeper than any that I've had before concerning this matter. The thing that bothered me most is how people could appear to be doing alright from the outside, but after just a brief conversation, their true feelings of emptiness and despair could be revealed.  Talking to my friend made me ask God about His plan in filling the emptiness in the lives of His people.  The answer I received was straight-forward and clear--We have already been given everything that is needed to live lives that are filled with purpose and contentment.

I read II Peter Chapter 1 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verse 3 says, "His divine power has given us everything we need for life and godliness through our knowledge of him who called us by his own glory and goodness."  There it is!  The emptiness that is sometimes experienced by many is of their own choosing.  God has said that He has given us all that we need not only to live, but to live in light of eternity.  The choice is ours.

Nancy.

Monday, May 25, 2009

It's 7:09 a.m., and all is well. The past few weeks have been really crazy!  As a teacher, one would expect to experience some excitement throughout the school year.  In my case, everything has, seemingly, come crashing down at once.  In spite of the issues at work, I try to keep God at the forefront of all my conversations and actions when around my colleagues and students as well.  Is it always easy to "talk God" at work?  No!  The truth is, though, that every environment that we are placed in, we have been given a mandate to maintain.  Every field that we are placed in, we have been given a mandate to cultivate.  The reason I make it a point to try to be positive and point everything to God, is that there is more than enough negative influences out there.  People need to hear that even though life can be tough, God is good.  People need to hear that there is a day coming when what we see here on earth will be so much better . . . better than we can even imagine.  I'm not saying that I pretend that problems don't exist, but I don't make them the center of my life.  I try to tell as many people about God as I can, and I pray to Him for the strength and courage to help me do just that.

I read Phillipians Chapter 1 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verses 20-21 say "For I fully expect and hope that I will never be ashamed, but that I will continue to be bold for Christ, as I have been in the past. And I trust that my life will bring honor to Christ, whether I live or die.  For to me, living means living for Christ, and dying is even better."  These are actually my life's verses, and I pray that I will never be ashamed  or afraid to "talk God" to my co-workers, my students, my family or anyone that God would place in my path today!

Nancy.

Friday; June 19, 2009

It's 3:51 a.m., and all is well. It is a bit early for me to be out of bed, but I have learned that whenever God wakes me up this early, He has something to say to me.  So here I am at 3 in the morning talking to God and waiting, listening to what He has to say.

It occurred to me that there is a certain level of intimacy that is required between God and me in order for Him to speak freely to me.  God has His terms--His requirements, and the older I get the more I realize that He does not compromise when it comes to sharing His thoughts.  I find that God desires to speak to me very often, but He only speaks when I take the time to listen.  Listening does not mean me sitting here in my den listening for some audible voice, but rather hearing (feeling) the impressions on my heart that He gives.  Sometimes He speaks with just a nudge, and sometimes He shouts.  However He chooses to speak to me, I always find His "voice" to be one that encourages, strengthens and helps me know the path that I should follow.

I read Jeremiah Chapter 33 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verse 3 says "Call unto me, and I will answer thee; and show thee great and mighty things which thou knowest not."  The first part of this verse gets me every time I read it.  To know that when I call out to God, not only does He hear me, but He answers me as well, is very reassuring for this child of God.  It is my heart's desire to hear from God today.

Nancy.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

It's 6:50 a.m., and all is well. Promises, promises, promises!  I try to be very careful of the promises I make, and when I do make them, I put a great deal of effort into carrying them through.  Unfortunately, there have been times when I have not been able to keep my promises for various reasons.  When I am unable to keep a promise that I have made, it not only hurts the one on the receiving end of the promise, but it hurts me as well.  I am made to be well aware of my weak state as a human being when I fail at keeping a promise.

I read Phillipians Chapter 1 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verse 6 says "Being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus."  I am so glad that God has made this promise to me. I do confess that there are days when doubt creeps in, but it is quickly removed when I reflect on this verse.  It is  such a joy to know that God is working even now to carry out every good thing that He has started in me to completion.  I am grateful mainly because I know that this is a promise that will be kept--not because of the promise itself, but because of the One who has made the promise.  God is indeed the ultimate keeper of promises!

Nancy.

Thursday, July 15, 2009

It's 6:34 a.m., and all is well. The idea of me reaching out to others is on my mind this morning.  It is easy for me to go to church every Sunday, lead in worship, give my tithes and offerings, take communion, and participate in any other area that I desire.  What happens, though, on the 'outside' of all of that?  Am I making a difference by reaching out to anyone.  Am I just going through the motions without taking note of one of the most important purposes of my life?  When people look at me, do they see someone who genuinely cares about their souls and their state in this life?  Do I have a heart that is tender toward reaching people that are lost, and also those that are simply in need of care?  Am I truly striving to give increase to the kingdom of God?

I read Matthew Chapter 28 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verses 19-20 say "Go ye therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost: Teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you: and, lo, I am with you always, even unto the end of the world. Amen."  In these verses lie the true reason for my existence--that is to reach out to other people. I will be the "Hand of God" and reach out to those who I come into contact with today.

Nancy.

Monday, August 17, 2009

It's 5:23 a.m., and all is well. My heart is just full of praise for God this morning.  He has shown Himself so mighty and wonderful to me once again.  He is truly a Great God!  He can be depended on.  When I remember that I am protected in the palm of His Hand, a true sense of peace comes over me.  What more can I ask for? What else do I need?  I serve a God who is powerful, but is merciful.  He is just, but is gracious.  The strong receive their strength from God, and the weak are protected by His Mighty Hand.  In all the world, there is none like my God!  There are those who would try to ascribe power and might to others or even themselves.  True strength, however, is found only in God Almighty!  I am humbled by His goodness toward me.  I am blessed because of His faithfulness to me.  He is always with me, and I am safe in His Arms.  Praise the Lord!  Praise the Lord!

I read Psalm 77 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verses 13-14 say "O God, your ways are holy. Is there any god as mighty as you? You are the God of great wonders! You demonstrate your awesome power among the nations."  I will praise God today.

Nancy.

Monday, Sept. 21, 2009

It's 6:17 a.m., and all is well.  I remember my dreams as a child of what my life would be like as an adult.  I seem to recall having a list of things that I wanted to accomplish and also having a list of ways and means to bring about those dreams.  Throughout the years, I have learned that it's okay and even necessary to have plans.  It is not okay, however, to rely on things that are tangible or even people in order to have those plans carried out.  While from time to time it may become necessary to acquire assistance from others, my hope and trust for my life, both now and for the future, are in God Almighty.  It is He who can make the impossible, possible.  It is He who can bring about events and happenings in order for my dreams to be fulfilled.  It is He who can lead me in making the right decisions to reach my goals.  It is He who knows my future, because He is all-knowing, and He is already there.  It is He who knows the end of my story.  In light of all these things, I will trust Him!  

I read Psalm 20 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verse 7 says "Some trust in chariots, and some in horses: but we will remember the name of the LORD our God."  My trust is not in anyone or anything else but the One who is able to make a difference--My Lord, My Father, My Savior, My Friend, God Almighty!

Nancy.

Saturday, Sept. 26, 2009

It's 5:42 a.m., and all is well.  There always seems to be some kind of promise that is offered on the television, especially in informercials.  Lately, there is a bombardment of products that are being sold for one reason or another. These advertisers usually promise that if one were to purchase and use their products, some positive result would take place.  In essence, what these advertisers are saying is that if we use their products, we will be happy, or at least happy with the results.  It is always interesting to me to see the many promises of happiness that are out there.  There are so many people who claim to hold the keys to happiness.  The truth is, though, that only God's word has the directions that can lead to true happiness.

I read Psalm 1 as part of my devotions this morning.  Verses 1-3 say "How happy is the man

who does not follow the advice of the wicked, or take  the path of sinners, or join a group of mockers! Instead, his delight is in the LORD's instruction, and he meditates on it day and night. He is like a tree planted beside streams of water that bears its fruit in season and whose leaf does not wither. Whatever he does prospers."  Now this is true happiness!  It is good to know that I have the map, the directions, that I need to not only acquire true happiness, but to also abide in that state.  

Nancy.

Wednesday, Nov. 11 -- 2009

It's 6:30 a.m., and all is well.  I am reminded this morning of a fictitious story that I told to illustrate a point to my Sunday School class some years ago: The potter sat down one day spinning his wheel for hours. He sang as he spun, for he was excited about the prospect of this cup that he was making.  He had really big plans for this cup!  At the end of the day, the potter sat there smiling as he held the cup in his hand. He wiped the sweat from his brow and placed the cup on the table. It had been a long day just spinning and molding this cup, but “What a wonderful creation it is,” he thought to himself.  Just as the potter turned away, he heard someone crying.  The potter turned around only to find his new creation sobbing as if there were no tomorrow.  “What’s the matter?” he asked the cup.  “Why are you crying?”  The cup then tried to regain his composure and was able to muffle a few words in between tears.  “I didn’t know you were going to make me into a cup,” he sobbed.  “I don’t want to be a cup. I want to be a vase.” “A vase?” the potter exclaimed.  “Yes”, said the cup. “Look at that vase you made over there.  It is so slender and shapely, and look at the pretty flowers that it holds.  Look at me.  I’m fat and round, and this handle that you gave me hurts my side.  I want to be a vase!”, he cried.  The potter then bowed his head in disappointment over the cup. He picked up the cup and said, “My dear little cup, Jesus stopped by early this morning and asked me if I would spin a cup for Him and His disciples.  You see, He wants to have a special supper with them, and He wanted a special cup made for them to drink out of. I thought you would be happy to be used by our Lord, but I guess you have other things in mind.  But what a fine vessel you would have been for the Master to use!”

I read Psalm 139 again as part of my devotions today. Verse 14 says, "I will praise You for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Marvelous are Your works; and that my soul knows well."  The story of the cup is a simple child's story that I made up, I know.  Whoever heard of a talking cup, right?  But the moral of the story can have a great impact on one's perspective.  I must maximize the gifts, the talents, and the abilities that God has given me.  I will not waste my life wanting or trying to be someone else . . . and when I struggle with insecurities about myself and my worth, I will remember this verse and take solace in it.

Nancy.

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Tuesday, February 9 -- 2010

It's 5:15 a.m., and all is well. Today I am recalling the many times of 'interrupted worship' experiences that I have had.  I try to spend some part of each day on my keyboard . . . just singing and worshipping.  Some days, I would not have any interruptions at all until the very moment I sit at the keyboard and start to play and sing.  There are other things that I could consider as interruptions to my worship experience.  Like the time I sat down to play on my keyboard and realized that the housekeeper, in her zeal to do a good job, had cleaned it with some sort of oil.  I could only shake my head and smile as I tried to play and my fingers slid uncontrollably all over the keys.  That's 'interrupted worship'.  Then there are other times like when I found out that my beloved aunt had passed away, or when a hurricane practically destroyed my parents home, or when we lost our precious un-born child.  Those were times of 'interrupted worship'.  I mean, how do we worship or praise God during troubled times?

I read Psalm 77 as part of my devotions today. Verses 2-12 say, "In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord . . . I remembered God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed . . . Hath God forgotten to be gracious? Hath He in His anger shut up His tender mercies? And I said, this is my anguish, but I will remember the years of the right hand of the Most High. I will remember the works of the Lord: . . . I will meditate also of all thy work, and talk of thy doings".  The point here is that even when we are faced with difficulty in  our lives, we  can and must continue to worship.  What gives us cause to continue to worship?  When we reflect on the goodness of God that we have experienced in past and that we will experience again, we will worship.  And when we consider that even when life is hard, God is still good, we will worship.  And when we truly accept God's Word and know that He is forever with us, even when we are in distress . . . then, we must continue to worship. I will worship God today!

Nancy.

Thursday, February 11 -- 2010

It's 7:03 p.m., and all is well. I was talking to a friend today about what I've come to call "Spiritual Dryness".  It's actually more of a state of confusion or distance--like being lost in a dark forest with no sign of rescue in sight.  All of us have those periods in our lives from time to time, I believe. These are the times when we are made to take inventory of our depth of spirituality.  These are the times when we know that God is with us, but we don't sense His Presence. These are the times when we know that God is ultimately in control, but we are unable to trace His Hand in the activities of our lives.  These are the times when we know that God is near, but we just don't feel like He is.  I am mindful, though, that my own faith is not determined by what I feel--for if it were, then it wouldn't be faith! 

I read Psalm 55 as part of my devotions today. Verses 6 to 22 say, "And I said, Oh that I had wings like a dove! for then would I fly away, and be at rest. Lo, then would I wander far off, and remain in the wilderness. Selah. I would hasten my escape from the windy storm and tempest. . . As for me, I will call upon God; and the LORD shall save me. Evening, and morning, and at noon, will I pray, and cry aloud: and he shall hear my voice. . . Cast thy burden upon the LORD, and he shall sustain thee: he shall never suffer the righteous to be moved."  There we have it--the remedy is found in those verses. My hope is that any periods of "Spiritual Dryness" in my own life would at best be very few and far between.

Nancy.

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