Friday, January 31, 2014

A Bad Case of Ballerina

  
 “Ballerina,” I told the teacher who asked why I had been out sick.
   “What?” Mrs Worzalla asked.
   I was in Kindergarten at Lake Bluff Elementary. My mother had told me to tell my teacher the disease I had when I got to school.
   “Ballerina?” My teacher repeated, confused.
   “Yes, Ball-er-eeeeeeena,” I spoke loudly and slowly. I had baller-eeeeena.”
   She was amused and nice and said I should sit down, still not knowing what I was talking about.
   I was red and flustered and not wanting to tell her the details. I slunk down in an embarrassed pout and made it through the day.
   When I got home, I asked my mom why she had told me to say “ballerina” and that my teacher hadn’t understood. My mom was at first confused, but then gently smiled and told me it was not ballerina. Somehow on my walk to school that morning, trying to remember the complicated disease I had, I had turned diahhrea into ballerina. Diahhrea, diahreena, biahreena, ballerina! Well, I almost remembered.
   I’m glad God understands me. Even when I say the wrong words or forget to pray or make it too simple, He always knows what I’m saying. He listens to my heart, and Holy Spirit interprets for me. He is soooooo good! And I hope I never have ballerina again!

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Saturday, January 11, 2014

The Gift of Hope

Rifle Falls - Colorado
Photo by Chris Tracy
Many thoughts have been swirling through my head lately. Here are just a few:
1. God does not want me to represent Him from an attitude of lack.
2. He really is a loving Dad and it brings Him joy to lavish gifts on me - both to surprise me and to give me what I am asking for. I just need to ask!
3. Jesus really did pay the price for all of my healing forever. It is a done deal. It is true.
4. Nothing is too good for the King's kid. That's you. That's me. We belong to a royal family and represent a Kingdom.
I still sometimes allow the orphan / poverty spirit to creep in and influence what I say and decisions I make. If I know the truth of who I am and who God is, then I should be free. God has promised to bless me in big ways. I read it in the Bible. I hear it from trusted friends. I hear it when I pray.
So...I am now positioning myself to receive. To do that, I have to expect to receive, and I am developing a  plan for that blessing when it comes.
I am excited. I have this happy expectation of coming goodness. I know who I am and whose I am. No more hosting thoughts that aren't from God.
I have all hope in His promises and goodness. How else could I live and survive?
I can't wait to tell you the stories of what He is about to do!

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Saturday, January 4, 2014

Heaven's Family Table


My brother, Chip, died a year ago today – New Years Day, 2013. The past year seems to be a blur as I struggled to understand his untimely, and quite violent passing. No amount of pondering, introspection, psychology or even spiritual understanding could ever explain to me what happened in those moments before he left this world. I think I have aged this year. Grief affected my health and brain. People always say that the anniversary is tough – especially when it comes at a holiday. Well, I choose to handle this differently today.
I choose to remember the love of a brother. I choose to appreciate knowing he was always there for me, even when we didn’t see or talk much. I choose to take joy in the blessings of my life – thankful for my family and also the ones who have gone before. I entertain the thought that, just as we gather here on earth with loved ones for holiday meals, remembering those who are no longer with us, our loved ones in Heaven must be doing the same – gathering to feast on delicious food and treats – laughing together and remembering their loved ones still on earth.
So, across the threshold from this life, to that life, I raise a toast today to the ones I so miss, thankful that we will see each other again someday. Meanwhile, I have lots left to do in my life and large quantities of joy to partake of. Thanks to those of my friends who have remembered this day and prayed for me. Please know that I am okay, and very thankful for this new year – 2014. I am filled with love for my people and my God!