Time for a Check-Up!

I recently took my trusty SUV to the dealership. We've been together since 2021, and after nearly 50,000 miles, she's still running beautifully.

Since the manufacturer's warranty had expired, I called to ask about an extended warranty.

The service advisor said, "We'd be happy to help -- but first, we'll need to perform a 60-point inspection."

Goodness! I suddenly felt like a nervous grandmother waiting outside the delivery room!

60 points? Would she pass? Were there hidden problems lurking under the hood?

About 45-minutes later, my phone buzzed. The technician had sent me a video showing every part of the inspection. Brakes? Great. Tires? Great. Engine? Great. Fluids? Great. No leaks. Great.

The verdict? My sweet ride passed with flying colors!
I almost wanted to hug my car.

Then a little thought quietly rolled into my mind.
"Donna -- YOUR annual check-up is coming soon."
Oh dear!

I sure would like to pass my inspection as perfectly as my car did! I've got a feeling they'll find a few squeaky joints -- a knee that occasionally reminds me it's no longer thirty -- and let's not even discuss those middle-of-the-night trips to the bathroom!

Thankfully, God isn't looking for perfect bodies -- He's looking for faithful hearts.

King David prayed, "Search me, O God, and know my heart -- see if there is any offensive way in me." (Psalm 139:23-24)

Now that's the inspection that matters most.
While doctors check our hearts, lungs, and blood pressure, God lovingly examines our attitudes, our motives, our kindness, our forgiveness, and our faith.

His diagnosis is always accurate.
His grace is always sufficient.
And unlike an automobile warranty, God's love never expires.

So yes, I'll keep my doctor's appointment.
But every day, I also want to invite the Great Physician to perform His own heart check on me.

The wonderful news is that our Great Physician never says, 'There's nothing more I can do.' His grace still heals, His mercy still restores, and His love still makes all things new.

God Still Writes Beautiful Love Stories

Today, July 8th, marks a special day in my life's journey.

Sixty years ago, today, I walked down the aisle to marry my teenage sweetheart, Ronald aka Ronnie, aka Ron. We were just kids -- he was eighteen, I was seventeen -- and convinced we couldn't wait another day! Looking back, I'm amazed at God's grace.

One thing we got right from the very beginning -- we invited God to be the center of our marriage.

And believe me, marriage isn't for the faint of heart!

There were challenges, tears, laughter, victories, and lessons that only time can teach. Through it all -- God proved Himself faithful.

He carried us through every season, blessed us with a son, Ryan, a daughter, Staci, two amazing spouses to these two, six precious grandchildren and memories I'll always treasure.

When Ron finished his earthly race in 2010, I honestly thought that chapter of my love story had come to its final page. I was okay with it. I knew he finished his assignment on this earth -- and then, I would finish my assignment with determination and strength.

But God.......
Isn't our God wonderful at writing surprises we never could have imagined?

Thirteen years later, the Lord brought my wonderful Carl into my life. Today, we are celebrating 35 amazing months of marriage. Next month, August 8th -- we'll joyfully celebrate three years together.

Only God could write a story like that.

Life has taught me that our Heavenly Father is never finished with us. He knows when a chapter ends, but He also knows when a new one is ready to begin. His timing is perfect, His plans are good, and His love is constant through every season.

So today my heart is simply overflowing with gratitude.
Thank You, Lord, for every chapter You've written.
Thank You for cherished memories with my family -- and now, Carl's bonus family You've blessed me with, and for the sweet gift of Carl, who fills this season of my life with laughter, love and companionship.

The story isn't over yet.
By God's grace, I plan to keep making memories, loving deeply, serving faithfully, and writing about His goodness until He calls me Home.

Because I've learned this wonderful truth:
"When God holds the pen -- every chapter has purpose.

"The Lord has done great things for us, and we are filled with joy." — Psalm 126:3 ❤️

The Greatest Victory

The U.S. Men's Soccer team has been eliminated from the World Cup following a brutal 4-1 loss to Belgium. Despite the loss, the U.S. had its winningest World Cup in history with 3 wins throughout the tournament, gaining huge support from U.S. fans.

I'll admit it -- I haven't always been a soccer enthusiast. Give me football, baseball, or even a good pickleball match, and I'm right at home! But lately, I've found myself cheering with all my heart for the red, white, and blue.

Of course, I was hoping Team USA would defeat Belgium last night. The final score wasn't what we had hoped for, and like every loyal fan, I wished the outcome had been different.

But as I watched those remarkable young men play with determination, discipline, and incredible teamwork, I realized something.

Sometimes the greatest victory isn't found on the scoreboard.
It's found in the character of the people wearing the uniform.

What caught my attention wasn't a spectacular goal or an amazing save. It was something that happened after Team USA advanced to the Round of 16.

What caught my attention wasn't a spectacular goal or an amazing save.

In that moment, the world saw something bigger than soccer.
YES -- the U.S. Men's National Soccer Team advanced to Round 16 and then defender Mark McKenzie gathered his teammates at midfield and led them in prayer.

His words were simple but powerful:
"You deserve all the honor and the praise right now. Amen."

What touched my heart even more was learning that this wasn't a one-time event. After every match -- win or lose -- the team gathers to thank God.

They've even welcomed players from opposing teams to join them, demonstrating that Christ is greater than any rivalry. McKenzie has said these moments are about love, togetherness, and remembering that they're blessed simply to have the opportunity to compete.

Now that's a winning attitude!
Can you imagine if we lived that way every day?

Before we celebrated a success --
Before we complained about a disappointment --
Before we hurried on to the next thing --

We simply stopped and said, "Lord, all the glory belongs to You."

The Apostle Paul wrote, "Whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God." (1 Corinthians 10:31)

That's true whether we're playing in the World Cup, volunteering at a food pantry, serving at church, raising grandchildren, or simply loving our neighbors well.

The world celebrates trophies that eventually gather dust.
God celebrates humble hearts that point others to Jesus.

So today, whether you're celebrating a victory or walking through a challenge, take a moment to do what those young athletes did.

Pause.
Bow your heart.
And give God all the honor and praise.

Because the greatest victory isn't winning a championship --
It's living in a way that helps others see Christ. ⚽❤️🙏

My Country, 'Tis of Thee

I love America.

From the time I was six years old, my heart has swelled with gratitude every time I placed my hand over my heart and recited the Pledge of Allegiance.

"I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America..."

Back then, I didn't fully understand words like allegiance, republic, or indivisible. But I knew they meant something bigger than me.

Our first grade teacher, Miss Steinbergen, taught us more than reading and arithmetic. She taught us gratitude. She helped us understand that freedom is a precious gift -- one purchased through the courage and sacrifice of countless men and women who believed future generations were worth fighting for.

As I grew older, I learned that America isn't perfect. No nation is. Yet I remain deeply thankful to live in a country where we can worship freely, speak openly, vote according to our convictions, serve our neighbors, and work together to build stronger communities.

Those freedoms are blessings.
They are also responsibilities.

This month, as we celebrate America's 250th birthday, may we never take them for granted. Let us honor those who paid the ultimate sacrifice, encourage those who continue to wear our nation's uniform, and remember that freedom must be cherished by every generation.

As a Christian, I celebrate two great freedoms.
One was secured by brave Americans who defended our nation.
The other was secured forever by Jesus Christ, who gave His life on the cross so that we could know forgiveness, hope, and eternal life.

Jesus said, "If the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed." (John 8:36)

I will continue to pray for America. I will continue to vote, serve, encourage, and love my neighbors. And I will continue to sing with gratitude:

"God bless America, land that I love. Stand beside her and guide her through the night with a light from above."

May God continue to bless this land of liberty, and may each of us do our part to leave it stronger, kinder, and more faithful for the generations yet to come.

"Blessed is the nation whose God is the Lord." — Psalm 33:12

The Day After the Fireworks

Yesterday, America celebrated the most important milestone in our country's history -- 250 years of American Independence.

“With a single sheet of parchment and 56 signatures, America began the greatest political journey in human history,” said President Trump of this momentous anniversary.

At Epiphany Ranch here in East Texas -- we celebrated with flags waving proudly. Over 35 of us enjoyed all kinds of games, delicious food and all so grateful to celebrate the red, white and blue!

And, then, there were the fireworks that painted the night sky with brilliant colors.

Oh how amazing to be here in BIG SKY country where stars shine as bright as the bottle rockets, sparklers and Roman candles.

Delicious food loaded the tables with hamburgers, hot dogs, salads, chips and queso, watermelon, homemade desserts (You're welcome, Larry -- I made his favorite cake -- Carrot Cake) and enough yummy food to feed an army!

Payton Wallace, my grandson, even had an electronic bronco horse to test the talents of his friends -- I still think he was the honorary champ! All was such great fun for all!

Last year, Carl and I spent the Fourth of July here. We laughed until our sides hurt, rode four-wheelers, watched those fishing in the 7-acre pond and enjoying the kayaks and made memories we'll treasure forever.

BUT TODAY -- the day after -- actually the year after.....
My heart remembers another story.

One year ago, as fireworks faded and the skies grew quiet, devastating floodwaters along the Guadalupe River forever changed the lives of so many Texas families.

A beloved girls' camp -- Camp Mystic -- that had echoed with laughter, canoe races, horseback rides, campfire songs, and riverside prayers since 1926 -- suddenly became a place of unimaginable heartbreak.

Parents, grandparents, siblings, and friends still carry a grief few of us can fully comprehend.

We don't remember to reopen wounds.
We remember because love never forgets.

The Bible gently reminds us, "Rejoice with those who rejoice; mourn with those who mourn." (Romans 12:15)

Even a year later, our prayers continue.
We pray for comfort where there is still emptiness.
We pray for strength where hearts still ache.

We pray that God's promise remains true: "The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit." (Psalm 34:18)

As we continue celebrating the freedoms we've been given, may we also be people who carry one another's burdens. Joy and compassion are not opposites -- they often walk hand in hand.

Today, let's thank God for the blessings of freedom.

And let's quietly remember those whose tears still fall after the fireworks have faded.

May His peace surround every grieving heart, and may His hope continue to shine -- even after the darkest storm.

More Than Fireworks

Happy July 4th! God bless America -- the Land of the Free -- the Home of the Brave! 250 Years.....and still counting! How thankful I am to be a part of these days and months to celebrate this pivotal day and time!

But, hold on! We got this party started yesterday! Last night, our church campus came alive!

Everywhere we looked there were smiling faces dressed in red, white, and blue. Children squealed with delight as they bounced through giant inflatables and challenged one another to yard games.

Families gathered around food trucks, friends visited in lawn chairs, live music filled the air, and as darkness settled in, an incredible fireworks display painted the Austin sky.

Carl and I had the privilege of welcoming guests as they arrived. What a joy to greet neighbors, visitors, and families who simply came looking for a fun evening together.

But here's what blessed me most....

This wasn't just about fireworks.

It was about lighting hearts.

Pastor Jonathan Spencer shared the Gospel, patriotic songs reminded us of God's faithfulness to America, and countless conversations took place that may change lives forever.

Last year, one family first came to Vacation Bible School. They later attended Freedom Over Austin, found a loving church family, gave their hearts to Christ, were baptized, and today are active members of our church.

Isn't that beautiful?

More recently, our young adults began a simple sports outreach. Pickleball. Basketball. Friendship. Last week, one young man accepted Jesus Christ as his Savior.

That's why churches open their doors.

Jesus said, "Go into all the world and preach the gospel." (Mark 16:15) Sometimes "going" begins with a hot dog, a game of pickleball, a fireworks show, or a warm welcome from someone wearing a smile.

As we celebrate America's 250th birthday, I'm grateful for the freedom to worship, to gather, and to share the greatest message ever told.

Fireworks last only a few moments.

But one life transformed by Jesus shines for eternity.

May we never stop celebrating both the freedom we enjoy as Americans and the eternal freedom we have through Christ.

"Let your light shine before others, that they may see your good works and glorify your Father in heaven." — Matthew 5:16

The Blessings of Living in the U.S.A.

I'm counting the blessings of living in the U.S.A. I've decided one day of celebrating America just isn't enough.

This entire month, I want to thank God for the blessings of living in the land of the free and the home of the brave.

As our nation approaches its 250th birthday, let's pause to remember that freedom is never free. It was purchased by courageous men and women who willingly sacrificed so future generations could live in liberty.

Sometimes we become so accustomed to our freedoms that we forget what a privilege they are.

Think about it. We enjoy the freedom to worship God, speak our minds, vote, gather with family and friends, pursue our dreams, work hard, serve others, and help our neighbors in need.

We are blessed by opportunities, strengthened by the rich diversity of our nation, and inspired to live lives marked by faith, hope, and love.

Those are extraordinary gifts.

But as believers, we know there are two freedoms worth celebrating.

One was secured by brave Americans who defended our nation.

The other was secured forever by Jesus Christ, who gave His life on the cross so we could experience forgiveness, abundant life, and eternal freedom.

Jesus said, "If the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed." (John 8:36)

This July, let's do more than wave a flag or enjoy a fireworks display.
Let's thank a veteran.
Pray for our nation.
Teach our grandchildren why freedom matters.
Stand with gratitude when the National Anthem is played.
And above all, let's thank God for His hand upon America through the generations.

May we never take our freedoms for granted. May we be faithful stewards of them, shining His light with courage, kindness, and hope.

After all, the greatest way to honor those who gave us freedom -- is to use that freedom to glorify God.

"Blessed is the nation whose God is the Lord." -- Psalm 33:12 🇺🇸❤️

Still Shining

I was cleaning out my jewelry the other day when I came across one of those fun Christmas necklaces with tiny colored lights.

You know the kind. Push the little button, and suddenly you're the brightest Christmas tree in the room!

Well -- not this time.
I pushed the button.
Nothing.
I pushed it again.
Still nothing.

I decided my little necklace had lived a good life, thanked it for its years of faithful Christmas service, and gently dropped it into the bathroom trash can.

Case closed.
Or so I thought.

That night, during one of those "mature adult" middle-of-the-night trips to the bathroom (why is that a thing?), I walked in and nearly laughed out loud.

There, shining from the trash can, were those tiny colored lights --twinkling away as if to say, "Excuse us -- we're not finished yet!"

I couldn't help but smile. An,d I couldn't help but pull them out for a blog. Yep! That's how God and I communicate with each other. I pull out a very used light necklace and God gives me an idea for a blog. That's how we roll! LOL!

It also made me wonder how many times we treat ourselves the same way.

We convince ourselves our best days are behind us.
"I'm too old."
"I'm no longer useful."
"My season has passed."

But our Master Creator has a way of bringing light out of places we never expected.

Jesus said, "You are the light of the world." (Matthew 5:14)
Notice He didn't say, "You were." He said, "You are."

As long as God gives us breath, He gives us purpose.

Perhaps today you feel tucked away on a shelf -- or worse, tossed into life's trash can.

Take heart.
The Light of the World specializes in making His children shine again.

And if He can surprise me with a glowing Christmas necklace in the middle of the night --
Just imagine what He can do with a willing heart.

Keep shining, dear friends.
Someone, somewhere, needs your light today.

"Let your light shine before others, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven." — Matthew 5:16

And, really, this story isn't really about a necklace.
It's about hope.

I looked into what appeared to be a trash can -- and found light.
Oh, yes, dear one -- YOU are His Light -- reflecting His love, His joy and His peace. Shine, Baby, shine!

Let Freedom Ring -- All Month Long!

Happy July!

Now, before anyone says, "Donna, it's not the Fourth yet," hear me out. One day of celebrating America simply isn't enough.

This month, I want to spend every opportunity thanking God for the land we call home and for the brave men and women who paid the ultimate price so we could enjoy the freedoms we often take for granted.

Last year, Carl and I visited the National Center for Healthy Veterans at Valor Farm in Virginia. Walking through the beautiful grounds, we saw more than buildings -- we saw hope.

One stop especially touched my heart: the Austin House, built through the generosity of many partners, including our Gates family.

Soon another veteran will walk through those doors carrying wounds that may not be visible, but are very real. There, they'll find healing for body, soul, and spirit.

One of the paintings -- shown here at our front door -- was created by one of those veterans -- whose own journey was moving from brokenness toward wholeness.

What a beautiful reminder.

Freedom isn't free.

Sometimes its cost is measured in battlefields.

Sometimes in hospital rooms.

Sometimes in years of healing after the uniform is folded away.

As I look at our American flags, the "Home" rug, the words on our wreath "Faith, Family, Freedom", in some small way -- gratitude as my heart whispers, "Thank You."

Thank You, Lord, for this nation.

Thank You for those who courageously served.

Thank You for those who never came home.

And thank You for those who did -- and continue to rebuild their lives with remarkable courage.

The Bible reminds us, "Blessed is the nation whose God is the Lord." (Psalm 33:12)

Throughout this month, let's do more than wave a flag.

Let's pray for America.

Let's encourage our veterans.

Let's teach our grandchildren why freedom matters.

And let's never forget that while America is called the "land of the free because of the brave", our eternal freedom came because of the Bravest One of all -- Jesus Christ, who laid down His life so that we might truly be free.

May freedom ring -- all month long.

How about all our lives long?

S

What Are We Letting Drive Through Our Minds?

Goodness! My mind is often like a busy freeway!
Thoughts speed by at all hours. Some are wonderful. Others -- well -- they should have taken the next exit!

If we're not careful, we allow all kinds of traffic into our minds -- negative news, endless social media debates, gossip, worry, criticism, and fear. Before long, we wonder why we're stressed, anxious, and exhausted.

Could it be that our minds are experiencing a spiritual traffic jam?
God gives us a better route.

Philippians 4:8 tells us to think about whatever is true, honorable, right, pure, lovely, admirable, excellent, and worthy of praise.

What a wonderful filter! Before allowing a thought to settle in our hearts, we should ask:
Is it true?
Is it helpful?
Does it draw me closer to God or farther away?

The answer to those questions can change the direction of our day.

Isaiah gives us another beautiful promise:
"You will keep in perfect peace those whose minds are steadfast, because they trust in You." (Isaiah 26:3)

I love that.
Perfect peace doesn't come from a perfect world.
It comes from fixing our minds on a perfect Savior.

Corrie ten Boom, who survived the horrors of a concentration camp, said it best:
"If you look at the world, you'll be distressed. If you look within, you'll be depressed. But if you look at Christ, you'll be at rest."

Now that's wisdom worth remembering.

Let's become gatekeepers of our minds.
Let's choose gratitude over grumbling.
Hope over hopelessness.
Praise over panic.

And when anxious thoughts try to merge onto the freeway of our minds, let's gently point them toward the nearest exit.

Jesus is leading the traffic today, and I can promise you this:
He never causes a spiritual traffic jam.
His road always leads to peace.

A Diamond in the Rough

There's something so delightful about a newly engaged woman showing off her ring.

I'm especially enjoying this season because two of my grandsons recently slipped beautiful engagement rings onto the fingers of the women they love. Brennan and Kylie will be married on August 8, and Payton and Christiane on September 26. Needless to say, this Nana's heart is overflowing!

And you know what happens next.....

Her left hand suddenly becomes the most photographed hand on the planet! Whether it's Facebook, Instagram, or proudly held across the dinner table, she can't stop smiling -- and honestly, we can't stop looking.

Diamonds have a way of capturing our attention.

Yet here's what's fascinating: before a diamond sparkles, it's just a rough stone. In its natural state, it looks dull and ordinary. Only after careful cutting and polishing does its true brilliance appear.

Isn't that a picture of us?

God sees far more than the rough edges we see in ourselves.

He sees potential.

He sees purpose.

He sees a masterpiece in the making.

One of my favorite facts about jewelers is that they often display diamonds on black velvet. Why? Because the darker the background, the brighter the diamond shines.

What a lesson for today!

Our world sometimes feels like that black velvet -- filled with hurt, anger, uncertainty, and discouragement.

But perhaps that's exactly why God calls His children to shine.

"Shine among them like stars in the sky." (Philippians 2:15)

Our kindness shines.

Our forgiveness shines.

Our joy shines.

Our integrity shines.

And yes, even a smile can shine brighter than we realize.

A diamond doesn't polish itself.

Every day, the Lord gently shapes us, smooths our rough edges, and teaches us to love more like Jesus.

Sometimes that polishing isn't comfortable -- but it is always worthwhile.

So today, perhaps we should ask the Lord, "How brightly did I shine today? Did someone see a glimpse of You in me?"

"Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven." Matthew 5:16

Now that's a polish no jeweler could ever provide.

Shine brightly.

After all, the Master Jeweler is still at work.

I Love Sundays!

 

After being away for several weeks, I can hardly contain my excitement.

This Sunday, we're going home -- to our church family!
Yippee!

There is something special about walking through those familiar doors. Sweet friends greet us with hugs, ask about our travels, and somehow make us feel as though we never left.

And Carl? He's positively "stoked" to be back at his welcoming and ushering post. Nothing makes him happier than greeting people with a smile and a warm handshake.

But the greatest joy isn't just seeing friends.
It's worshiping our Heavenly Father together.

"This is the day the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it." (Psalm 118:24)

Notice the psalmist doesn't say, "Tomorrow is the day."
He says, THIS DAY!

How often do we miss today's blessings because we're worrying about tomorrow's possibilities?

Jesus gently reminds us, "Do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself." (Matthew 6:34)

What freedom those words bring!

God doesn't ask us to carry next week's burdens today. He simply gives us today's grace, today's strength, and today's daily bread.

Our job is to trust Him one day at a time.

Today is the day to worship.
Today is the day to encourage someone.
Today is the day to forgive, to laugh, to serve, and to thank God for His faithfulness.

Tomorrow will take care of itself because God will already be there.

So this Sunday, I'm going to sing a little louder, smile a little bigger, hug my friends a little longer, and thank God for another opportunity to gather with His family.

After all, there is no better place to spend this day than in the presence of the One who made it.

"Fear not, for I am with you -- I will strengthen you, yes, I will help you." (Isaiah 41:10)

Now if you'll excuse me, I have some catching up to do -- and I have a feeling there are going to be a whole lot of hugs waiting for us! ❤️🙏

Time to Get Off the Grumpy Couch!

Have you ever caught yourself slipping into a bad mood and wondered, "Where did that come from?"

I had one of those moments recently.
Then I started asking myself a few questions.

With all the blessings God has poured into my life -- why would I choose to sit on the grumpy couch?

Who wants to be the Grumpy dwarf anyway? I've always preferred Happy!

How could I complain when I live in a country filled with opportunity?

How could I pass someone without offering a smile or a kind word?

How could I wake up on the wrong side of the bed when God has given me another day to live, love, laugh, and serve Him?

The more I thought about it, the more I realized something.
Our words matter.
"Death and life are in the power of the tongue..." (Proverbs 18:21)

Every time we speak faith instead of fear -- gratitude instead of grumbling -- hope instead of despair -- we're choosing the direction our hearts will travel.

I'm turning over a new leaf.
Instead of talking about what's wrong, I'm going to celebrate what's right.

Instead of expecting the worst, I'm going to trust God for the best.

Instead of focusing on what I don't have, I'm going to thank Him for what I do have.

That doesn't mean life is perfect. It simply means God is.

Isaiah reminds us, "For My thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways My ways," declares the Lord. (Isaiah 55:8)

So today, I'm hoisting the sails of faith.
I'm positioning myself to catch the wind of God's favor.

Jesus is my Captain, and He has never once steered His children in the wrong direction.

Who's with me? Let's leave the grumpy couch behind.
Let's fill our homes with words of life.

Let's encourage someone today.

And let's sail confidently into whatever God has planned next.
I have a feeling it's far better than anything we could imagine!

No Excuses -- Especially When God is with Us

If anyone ever had good excuses, it was Moses.
When God called him to lead the Israelites out of Egypt, Moses had a whole list ready.

"I'm not good enough."
"I don't have all the answers."
"What if they don't believe me?"
"I don't speak well."

Sound familiar?
Most of us have our own version.

"I'm too old."
"I'm too young."
"I don't have enough experience."
"I'll do it -- someday."

The truth is, God has never been limited by our limitations.
He simply asks for our willingness.

I've reached the age where I could probably come up with a dozen good excuses every morning. My knees occasionally remind me I'm not thirty anymore, my reading glasses have become permanent companions, and if I sit too long, my body negotiates with me before standing up!

But I'm discovering something wonderful.
God isn't finished with me yet.

The Bible says, "Let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us." (Hebrews 12:1)

Notice it doesn't say, "Sit on the sidelines and explain why you can't run."
It says, RUN!

Not someone else's race. Our race.

God has uniquely equipped each of us with gifts, opportunities, and people to encourage. We may not all stand behind a pulpit or climb a mountain, but every day offers another opportunity to love, serve, forgive, encourage, and share the hope of Christ.

One day, the only thing that will matter isn't how many excuses we had.

It will be whether we trusted God enough to say, "Here I am, Lord."

When I reach the finish line, I don't want my life to be remembered for all the reasons I couldn't.
I want it to be remembered for all the reasons God could.

So today...no excuses.
Just faith.
Just obedience.
Just trust.
And let's run our race with joy until the Lord calls us Home.

"I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith." (2 Timothy 4:7)

Shaping Worries Into Prayers

I've had several things on my mind recently. Actually -- several people on my mind and praying daily for each one.

A nephew facing the possibility of losing a foot. A godson recovering from kidney surgery. A friend enduring dialysis four times a week. Then my precious bonus daughter, recovering from shoulder surgery. Another friend has daily cancer treatments. Yet another dear friend is preparing for knee surgery.

Goodness -- before long, my heart starts carrying their burdens -- and my burdens feel heavier than I was meant to carry.
Maybe you've been there too.

Then I remember something important -- while these concerns may feel enormous to me, they are not overwhelming to God.

The Lord who created the mountains, hung the stars in place, and knows the number of hairs on our heads is fully aware of every detail.

"For He will command His angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways." (Psalm 91:11)

What a comfort!

Then, I put on the TV and I start to worry about world events, wars, rising prices, and all the uncertainties that seem to fill the news. Sometimes I think if worrying burned calories, I'd be in excellent shape by now!

But God never asked us to carry the weight of the world.
He asked us to bring it to Him.

The Apostle Paul wrote, "Don't worry about anything; instead, pray about everything." (Philippians 4:6)

I especially love how The Message Bible paraphrases that scripture:
"Let petitions and praises shape your worries into prayers."

What a beautiful picture!

Like a potter shaping clay, God can take our anxious thoughts and mold them into something better -- trust, peace, and deeper faith.

The circumstances may not change overnight.
The surgery may still happen.
The treatment may continue.
The answers may take time.

But something changes within us when we place our worries into God's hands.

Our hearts become lighter because we're no longer carrying the burden alone. We don't carry the weight by ourselves.

We can leave them with THE ONE Who can do and will do something about it! We can shape it into a prayer and leave it with our Father God Who is still on the throne, still in control, and still working all things together for good.

To put a stamp of approval on this blog, in the words of an old song, "Take your burdens to the Lord and leave them there!" Now, that's what I call -- burdens that are worth surrendering!

#burdenstoblessings #prayerchangesthings #LetGoLetGod

What's Puzzling You?

We made it back home to Austin from Crested Butte Monday night. And, I'm carrying precious memories with me -- like the mountain views, family laughter, delicious meals, and one very determined group of women.

Last year, Amelia and I tackled a 1,000-piece Colorado puzzle she purchased in a quaint shop on Elk Avenue. We were determined to finish it -- and we did!

For Amelia's birthday last month, we gave her another 1,000-piece puzzle featuring beloved television classics like "The Andy Griffith Show, I Dream of Jeannie, MASH, The Love Boat, Mork & Mindy and many more.

Well, let me tell you, that puzzle became serious business.
Amelia, Cathy, Marilyn, Beverly, and I couldn't walk past the table without stopping to add "just one more piece."

An hour later, we'd still be standing there searching for that elusive little piece hiding in plain sight.

The grand finale came when Amelia, Cathy, and I placed the final pieces into position.

Victory!

As I watched us celebrate, I couldn't help but think how much life resembles a puzzle.

Sometimes we stare at a situation and can't figure out where the next piece belongs.

Sometimes we search and search for answers that seem nowhere to be found.

And sometimes the best thing we can do is walk away, take a breath, and come back with fresh eyes.

Life can be puzzling.
But God isn't puzzled.

He sees the finished picture while we're still sorting through the pieces.

"Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding." (Proverbs 3:5)

What comfort to know that when we can't see how things fit together, our Heavenly Father can.

The older I get, the more I realize that God rarely hands us the box top. Instead, He asks us to trust Him one piece at a time.

So if something is puzzling you today, don't lose heart.
Keep trusting.
Keep praying.
Keep placing one piece after another into God's hands.

Our Master Creator already knows exactly how our picture turns out. I think that's a message all of us need to remember.

And unlike our puzzle, He never loses a single piece.

"He who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion." (Philippians 1:6)

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