Another Year…

A new year is quickly coming upon us…how does this happen so quickly every year? Time really does seem to go faster each year!

This year has been a wonderful journey of ups and downs and learning to trust God more fully. As the new year dawns, uncertainty promises to be upon us with the news of my husband’s company downsizing.

Fear…of the unknown. My faith challenge to myself is to trust God more deeply with the unknowns of tomorrow. When fear tries to set in, I want to embrace with my heart that He is truly in control. Stepping out in faith, saying yes, knowing we will be OK when we don’t know what OK looks like.

What is helpful for me is recalling all the many ways God has carried me through the storms of life. I am learning to pray over the Psalms. They are a source of comfort and hope.

As a new year dawns, I hope you will see God in the everyday moments and embrace His promise to carry you through whatever 2016 may bring.

Happy New Year.

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God has really been working on my heart lately.

So much flows from the heart…emotion, passion, love…

I am learning that it is the quiet strength of the heart stirring that I need to listen to.

God is teaching me that when my heart is open to His leading, when I am trusting of Him, He can use me, will take care of, will quiet my soul.

At church recently during a Christmas sermon, one particular verse spoke to me.

But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart.

Luke 2:19

To ponder means to think about something carefully. There was a great depth to all that Mary was experiencing, she needed to process everything, she treasured it close, in her heart. There was no Facebook to announce the birth of the babe. Just Mary, Joseph, the shepherds, and baby Jesus. The quiet stillness of the sacred moment.

Lately, I  have found myself to be overwhelmed by God. When I first heard the song Overwhelmed  by Big Daddy Weave, I found myself pausing…pondering what exactly that meant. I have always correlated overwhelmed to mean something negative. I am overwhelmed by all the things I need to do at work, overwhelmed by the bills I need to pay, overwhelmed by all the holiday preparations, etc. Yet, I am learning overwhelmed can and does mean something much different.

Last night, the tag from my Yogi tea read, “Sing from your heart.”

My heart has been doing a lot of singing lately…it is overwhelmed by God’s goodness. My life is far from perfect, but God keeps reminding me, overwhelming me with His goodness, His love, His tender care.

This Christmas may your heart by overwhelmed by God’s love and His gift of His Son, the baby Jesus. May you ponder these things in your own heart.






Calm and Quiet

In my corner of the world where the weather feels more like spring than winter, it plays mind tricks. As the Christmas music plays in the background and normally a cup of hot chocolate by the fireplace would be welcomed, instead, I have found myself outside walking in the morning hours in just a sweatshirt.

It doesn’t feel like Christmas will be here next week.

I have been a little absent from the blogging world due to so many things in my life coming at me full speed. Ending a job. Starting a new job. Christmas preparations. Exhaustation. News of husband’s job situation.

It feels like a million emotions right now.

It feels exciting, overwhelming, scary, hopeful, hopeless…all rolled into one.

I know what I need in times like this, is simply to be quiet, to rest at His feet.

One of my favorite songs right now is “Breathe” by Jonny Diaz. If you haven’t heard the song before, I encourage you to listen to it. It reminds us all in the craziness of our lives to just stop and breathe.

I know I definitely need a reminder, several reminders, daily to just stop and be quiet. To take time to pray, to be at the feet of Jesus.

Even if you aren’t “feeling” in the Christmas spirit this year or if you are completely immersed in the holiday happenings around you, take some time to be calm and quiet with Him.

psalm quiet

the hope

The Christmas season brings hope and promise.

We all have expectations of the holiday season. They are rooted in our faith, our traditions, our families. Sometimes, though, the holiday season doesn’t go as planned. The expectations of the perfect Christmas fall short.

I have been wrestling all week with something I heard in a sermon last week.

What if joy and pain can coexist in my life?

The joy of a new job, the pain of the news of my husband’s job being uncertain…what will that mean for our future?

The joy of starting a new job, the pain of saying goodbye to people whom I have grown to love and may never see again

The pain of a diagnosis of a chronic issue called fibromyalgia yet the joy of having a best friend to walk the journey with me who gets it because she, too, lives with it

In the beauty of the Christmas season, we celebrate the birth of a baby boy, Jesus, Savior of the world. Joy. Jesus…the Messiah who would be crucified on the cross for our sins, my sins. Pain. His pain, my joy.

Joy and pain. Yet, one thing remains this Christmas season and always.


…being confident of this very thing, that He who has begun a good work in you will complete it until the day of Jesus Christ… Philippians 1:6

the hope of the season…rooted in Him…not life’s circumstances…the hope we can hold onto every single day of the year