Factory Reset

It’s that time of year again. A time for resolutions and the focus on self- improvement. At the start of the new year it seems like everyone is trying to make up their New Year’s resolutions and the promise to themselves that somehow this year will be different than the last year. We promise ourselves that we will exercise more, budget our money better, learn a new skill, take that trip, and improve- whatever that might look like to us.

We start the year off strong, keeping those new promises, going to the gym, saving our money instead of wildly spending it, signing up for classes and beginning planing our trips by doing research online. But, slowly as January marches into February and February turns into March, our resolves to keep these promises tanks.

So, maybe this year we need to approach this differently. Not try to improve ourselves, not try so hard to change who we are, but give ourselves some grace. Change can be good, don’t get me wrong. And trying to be a better person; kinder, more generous, more patient is a good goal. The problem is this will not happen overnight or in a few months or weeks. Maybe the change isn’t manifested by trying to do or act in a new way, but returning to what we used to do, before life seemed to get out of control. I mean if we are honest, that’s usually why we want to change, or make these resolutions at the start of the new year, because we see our lives and ourselves as out of control, our control. And to be truthful, everything is beyond our control. There is very little that we can control in this life. And that feeling of being not in control is frightening. And our resolutions become a way to gain back what control we believe we should have.

Honestly, we are in control of what we eat and how we choose to exercise or not exercise, that is in our control, but those stressors that bring about our bad habits of eating and laziness(the not exercising part) are not. It’s just how we respond to the stressors that is in our control.

I was reminded this week as I began searching for a bucket list trip for this new year, the importance of not doing something new, making unrealistic changes, but just how much I needed a reset. To get back to the basics, before life got so stressful and I began to believe it was all out of control and I needed to get it into control.

As I began my trip search I noticed that every time I selected a hotel from the list of possibilities and than went back to the search list, the filters I had selected to narrow the list down a bit, was removed, so I had to keep reseting them. This has been a bit annoying to be sure. It has made the process unnecessarily long. But it has prompted me to look back and realize perhaps instead of so much self- improvement goals I needed a reset myself. I have my own filters of what I will do and won’t do in my list of improvement goals, I decided that yes, I want to shed a few post- holiday pounds, yes I want to budget better, and yes and want to fulfill all the promises made in the previous year, but I will filter out from the list other items. The difficult ones, the ones that focus on others, I just want to focus on me this year. I didn’t want a reset on God’s terms, just my own, with applying my own filters.

That is until I was rereading the Gospel of Luke this morning, not the whole thing, just a small passage, when I realized that in my goals and resolutions I had been overlooking the basics. I had been focusing on my self and not on others. In doing so, I was setting up this year to be a self- centered one. Not a giving of myself to others, not forgiving and walking the extra mile, not giving without expecting anything in return, not the loving and praying for my enemies. The basics of what Jesus’ taught. The selfless view of treating others, that replaced the self-fish view of life, the view that tries to be the best person by focusing on self. I felt convicted yet hopeful as I read the passage.

The New year isn’t about doing something new in order to make life better, it was the need to return to what God had designed for me, for us, the kind of life and behavior that God intended. To love God and love others. We were designed for a relationship with our creator and each other. It’s the factory setting. Now it’s time to reset my factory setting. God Bless- Nancy

A Promise Kept

“For no word from God will ever fail”- Luke 1:37

How many times have I read the passage from Luke’s Gospel account of the Virgin Birth of Jesus and missed the verse above? I’m not sure, but I double checked today, and the verse was still there. It stood out to me a couple of days ago. Right when I needed it. Of course! I’ve found this out about God, He always has the perfect timing, with the right Bible verse when I needed it. And believer me this year I have needed them quite often. I’ll be honest it has been a tough year. I feel my anxiety growing gradually as the year has passed, and now here we are near the end of December, on the eve of Christmas, and I am feeling no joy, no peace, and no comfort.

But I keep holding on to God’s promise. It WILL get better. I’ve seen it before. My sadness, my anxiety, my fear will be replaced by the peace only Jesus gives. My heart will feel joy again and my mind will be filled with hopeful thoughts. This is just a season. I know God will come through and I take comfort in the verse above.

God made the promise to mankind way back in the book of Genesis. To send a Savior. To send a deliverer who would defeat the serpent. And when the people were least expecting Jesus’ entrance into the world, here He came in the lowliest, most unexpected way. He wasn’t born to a royal couple, yet He is a King, no birth announcements or baby showers to prepare for His arrival, but a couple who were young and ill- prepared for a birth in the middle of a government census, yet Jesus was prophesied to have the government on His shoulders in a Kingdom without end. Born in a barn, yet coming from a royal throne in Heaven, that He set aside. The power to create the world, yet in a lowly human body that would need a mother’s care to change his diaper and feed Him.

And here He came. As promised. Not in our time table, but God’s. To love a world and give His life for a wayward group of humans. Humans who always do their own thing, rebelling against God, like a rebellious teenager or determined toddler who say “No!” to what the parent knows is best for them. God kept His promise to deliver us. To defeat death. To offer hope, peace with Him and with our fellow man, joy and a love that surpasses all human relationships. He came, because of us, not despite us.

Darkness is not forever. The world was dark when Jesus came and He brought light and hope to it. Sometimes life feels like a darkness that will last forever, but it won’t. God brings us a word at the right time, maybe through the Bible, maybe through a song, or maybe through a friend. Let’s pause today and listen for that word, that promise and remember God’s word does not fail. He kept His promise and offers us salvation, restoring our broken relationship with Him, giving us hope for this life that we will be alright. Our circumstances might not be good, but God is good. And that is a promise I hold onto. Tightly. Merry Christmas and God Bless you – Nancy

Just Breathe

” Be still, and know that I am God”- Psalm 46:10- These words often remind me of my need to be still, to pause. To stop my anxious thoughts in their tracks, rest my mind and my soul and just be still.

Many exercise routines I’ve watched- notice I said watch- always remind the participant to remember to breathe. Why? It is because we get focused on what we are supposed to do, and forget to slow down and breathe. It is particularly important in exercise as it provides oxygen to the muscles so that they might perform better.

Of course we will all remember to breathe eventually, or we would pass out, but I admit I do need the reminder to stop and be more conscious of my breathing. But have you ever had life throw you an immense curve ball? Something that takes your literal breath away. I have recently with my Dad’s passing. I was blindsided by the news as I went about my daily routine. It was sudden. Instantaneous. Not expected. In a flash my Dad had died. Without a time for goodbyes. It took my breath away, and as I processed my sister in law phonically, I found my self struggling to catch my breath. But I knew just like with exercise, I needed someone to remind me to breathe, so I called my daughter and had her talk to me so I could remember to slow my breathing.

It has been about two months now, and I do at times get overwhelmed with my grief. In those times I repeat often to myself “just breathe, just breathe” and I can regain some sense of control. It isn’t always perfect, but I am taking one day at a time, moving forward slowly, taking breaks to just be still, to close my eyes and breathe. Letting God help with my sadness and grief, to comfort me in the moments I feel overwhelmed. May you find your rest today and be still. – God Bless, Nancy

A Loss For Words

It wasn’t the original destination, just an after thought. A last minute decision to take a turn through the open gates. But the after effects were overwhelming. I had not been to this cemetery before, but had only driven past. It wasn’t even near our home but about an hour’s drive away. What brought me here on this day was curiosity. My father has recently passed and my thoughts were turned to my own mortality and where my husband and I thought about being buried one day. My husband asked if I wanted to drive inside the brick walls surrounding the cemetery to check it out. I hesitated for a moment and said sure, we’re here and we have some time on the drive back home.

But, I wasn’t ready for the overwhelming display. I honestly was not prepared for the flood of tears that were triggered. As we entered through the gates, the view opened up and as far as I could see were the plain white markers. This was my very first time entering a national cemetery, the place in which veterans from the armed services, their spouses and even their children are buried. The winding drive meandered under the massive live oaks and perfectly manicured lawns. The headstones were precisely spaced as if the soldiers were still in marching formation. As we drove, more and more headstones appeared around each corner, lawns turned into large fields that looked as if they were growing and producing head stones as crops. We parked and got out of our car to inspect a few of the stones.

My first observation was that some stones were still blank, there’s simply no name on them. But then I turned around and looked at the stones behind me, and they had names. Then I realized the spouses names appeared on the back side of the veterans head stone, like an after thought. It bothered me. Yes, spouses are not military, but as a military spouse I can tell you we support the mission 100%. So, why the back side? Why not the front? I pondered the question for a while as I was overwhelmed with the scope of death I saw there. Hundreds of stones, all the same, all had served their country, all were laid to rest there. It was not the first time in a cemetery, but the first for me at a military cemetery.

We got back into our car and drove further to a shady spot under the trees and got out once again. This time the view was different, I saw blank stones, but many more with the children’s and spouses names. From this view, I could see the people behind the veterans the supporting people, the children, the wives, the husbands. From one side I could see the veteran’s names, ranks, and branch of service, but from the road I could see the spouses and children’s names. It was all about perspective. And now my perspective turned to the hundreds if not thousands of people buried at the cemetery.

My tears overwhelmed me and I found myself at a loss for words, just like those blank head stones. With no name on the back I wonder if they had anyone who would visit their grave. Anyone who cared for them. Did anyone even know they were buried there? I cried for myself and for losing my Dad that day, but I cried for all of the soldiers there and their families, the ones who had stood there, graveside as their loved one was buried. I felt their loss and my own. The tears comfort me and give my soul rest after I let them fall.

God Bless, Nancy

Seeing Is Believing

If I were to ask whether you believe God still speaks to us today, how would you respond? I would imagine it would depend upon your own experiences with God (and maybe what your church believes, if you attend). But, have you ever really thought whether God would speak to you personally? Most pastors and theologian might comment to the question by suggesting that God does in fact speak to us, just that it is limited to what is written in the Bible. Others might answer by suggesting that believers who have the Holy Spirit within, hear, or are impressed within their subconscious with an idea. usually the impression is in regard to what one should or shouldn’t do, with the Holy Spirit acting as a holy umpire if you will.

In my own experience, I would answer yes, God does speak and agree with the two examples from above, but I also have found that God speaks through visual aids. Often, He puts me in situations in which I am acutely aware of my surroundings, that is He seems to point out something He is trying to show me and teach me. Let me explain. Recently I have found myself sitting right behind a group of people in church, who if I can be real honest, I probably would have dismissed because of their age range. I am not of that age, so yeah, whatever you want to label it, I have a bias against. No, I’m not going to tell you what age group, but as I watched them sit down in front of me, I expected them to act in church the way I THOUGHT, they would act. But just as I was feeling my smug self rising up, they did something remarkable, they didn’t do as I had expected, but instead worshipped God as I have never seen before.

Ok, please don’t close this out and please keep reading. My point is that God has a way to speak to me that convicts and encourages by showing me just what I need to see and the Holy Spirit reminds me that it is God speaking to me, trying to get my attention, all the while exposing the bad attitude I have toward my brothers and sisters in Christ. Please don’t tell me you have never had this happen, we all bring stereotypes and biases into worship. We are all works in progress.

Later, in the same week I found myself face to face with a manager of a business I had interviewed with a year before. I was offered a job with the business, but there was something about this particular manager, that raised some doubts about the position, so I declined. Now, face to face once again, under different circumstances, I found this person was not anything like I had believed before, and was actually a nice person. Once again the Holy Spirit reminded me how I had quickly judged the company by its manager, and I had been wrong. My attitude needed a check. I realized in that week, God had been showing me and telling me that my heart needed a tuneup. So, YES! I believe God does speak to us today. He desires for us to grow up in Him and be transformed into the likeness of Christ. We just need to listen and watch. What is He trying to show you and tell you today? God Bless, Nancy

Come Thou Long Expected Jesus

You might recognize the title above from a popular Christmas carol. It was written in 1744 by Charles Wesley and it has become one of my favorite “new ” Contemporary Christian Christmas songs, with its updated version of this classic. It has made me think about what I expected for this Christmas season and what I am thinking about. To be honest I can get caught up in all the present buying, cookie baking and family get together plannings, that I find myself not really thinking about Jesus.

Oh, to be sure, I sing the carols of the baby in the manger, but even when singing, my mind wanders around a bit. What I need is time away from the Christmas rush to just sit down and be quiet with Jesus. To stop the business of the season and just meditate on God’s Word and pray.

I have learned in this past year especially, that what I expect and what actually happens are two very different things. I can plan all I want and believe so strongly that I know the future and what it holds, only to be shown wrong, time and time again. Expectations are not wrong to have and planning is always needed, but I have learned that my plans and expectations are not always what God has in mind.

I am reminded of this as I sing the carol above, the people both and Jesus’ time and in the time Charles Wesley wrote the song(and our time as well) were/are expectantly waiting for the Messiah entrance into the world. Prophets had spoken of the virgin birth, yet when it happened in a small stable in Bethlehem , God needed to send His angels to announce it to the shepherds. Except for the astronomers from the east who had studied the signs in the stars, no one was expecting the King to come in the manner He did.

I believe some day the same thing will happen with Jesus’ promised return. We THINK we know how it should all happen, we read the Bible, we know what it says, but it will be probably slightly different than our own interpretation. We know who we are expecting, but God only knows the time and the how. One thing we can be sure it will come surprisingly, when not expected- like a thief- In our modern era we can attempt to prevent a thief from breaking in, but we still do not know the when.

But, just as Charles Wesley wrote, Jesus is long expected. emphasis on the word long. We are waiting, expecting, hoping and trusting for this event. But, are we really ready for what might actually happen? I pray that you will find time in the busy season before Christmas to stop and meditate on Jesus, our long expected Savior, – God Bless You- Nancy

Merry Christmas!

Perfect Love

I can’t help but notice how reality television has become the norm in programming. The irony is that the viewers are not living in their own reality, but viewing a false reality that enables them to escape their own reality. We are fixated on others’ lives and challenges. There are races, dares, dating, marriage, and physical competitions under the billing of reality TV.

Of the dating programming a new program has recently begun here in the United States; the Golden Bachelor. The concept is interesting and I’m sure peaks the interest of some viewers who might wonder if boomers still date. Once again it appeals to the viewers who prefer to “live” in another’s reality. It gives the viewer a chance to see into the life and experiences of others. Sad to say, I doubt the experiences have any “reality” to them, but are staged opportunities to boost ratings.

But, the topic made me think about dating and the search for love. With so many programs streaming and the abundance apps devoted to dating, it appears we as a society are looking for love. But, let me clarify a bit further. It would appear from the abundance of programs and apps, what we are really looking for is perfection. We can eliminate dates by pitting them against each other. Dating has been reduced to a competition and a consumer driven mindset.But rest assured it is not all fun and games in dating. Romance is not dead in television programming, or at the local bookstore. Romance is a big seller. Just ask Hallmark, or the publishers of romance novels. What seems to be the conclusion to all this? Everyone is not just looking for someone to date, but their “perfect” love to date. Their “perfect” plus one who will complete them and allow them to live out a perfect life together, or until they find a new “perfect” one.

The reality is there is no other perfect person to fit the role of perfect love. We are all flawed. The best we can hope for is to be in a relationship consisting of two imperfect people trying to live out life together with the help of the only one who has perfected love. And no, I don’t mean the producers of reality dating shows.

The only perfect love is found in the Bible. And this perfect love is not between two people. Perfect love refers to God’s love and how we respond to His offer of salvation. When we believe that God sent Jesus to pay for our sins, we enter a relationship with God. We no longer need to fear punishment. If you’d like to know more about this perfect love and the relationship with fear read chapter 4 of 1 John. This is the only time the term “perfect” love appears in the Bible.

So, maybe we should be not searching for the “perfect” one, but the perfectly “imperfect” one, who knows they need God and has given their hearts to Him. Relationships were never meant to find our completeness in another person, but to find it first in our relationship with God and find someone who has also found their completeness in God to share and live out this incredible journey we call life. – God Bless You, Nancy

en-cour-age

Have you ever hit a slump?A time in your life when you just feel stuck? Unable to move forward and make progress? Everything seems to be on a constant repeat and you begin to get burned out. You want change, something new and different, but to be honest, change scares you a bit. Sometimes, even quite a bit. You begin to overthink what it is that you want to change. What if this change isn’t good? What if you should just keep the status quo? Just keep pressing on through this slump until it gets better and doesn’t feel so mundane and routine?

We all go through times of slumping. It doesn’t mean we are failures, just stuck. What we need is direction and encouragement. When I looked up encouragement through an online dictionary (part of my research for this blog), I was surprised by the definition: to inspire with courage, spirit, or hope (Webster’s).

I admit, this wasn’t what I thought about with the word to encourage. I guess I have used it so much that I believed it meant to cheer someone on, or cheer them up. I realize I missed a very important part of the meaning, even though it was right in front of me the whole time: COURAGE.

It now made sense. When I need encouragement to get out of a slump, what I am actually needing is courage to face my fears of making changes. Inspire to courage. It isn’t easy to realize that my slumping might be caused by fear. And more importantly, what I need is someone to inspire me to have the courage I need to change. It’s more than just cheering me up, its inspiring to have courage, to be brave, face fears.

When we are afraid, we need to be reminded that God is with us. He encourages through His Word and sends others to encourage us. One of my favorite encouragement verses in the Bible is from the Book of Joshua in the Old Testament.

Be strong and courageous: Do not be afraid or discouraged for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go (Joshua 1:9).

This verse is actually hanging in my office, and I look at it daily. But I still forget to make this verse personal and take it to heart. I see it so often, that it becomes just another verse. But not today. Today I began to see it with fresh eyes. I was reminded that discouragement isn’t about sadness, but about being afraid. Joshua had big shoes to fill in following Moses’ leadership. The people were difficult to lead. There would be battles ahead. There would decisions to be made, affecting thousands of people. Moses had led the people out of Egypt, but even he sinned and wouldn’t be able to enter the Promised Land. He would die before seeing it. I wonder how scared Joshua was with the daunting task ahead of him? He had been very positive as one of the only two spies to return with good news of a land flowing with milk and honey.

But God still saw Joshua’s need for courage. To face the fears associated with this big assignment he had been given by God. I am so thankful that this verse is here to read in 2023. It encourages us now, as we also need to face fears of changes. Maybe God sends slumps, so we will seek Him out and ask for the strength we need to face the fear of change. He stirs up our lives to keep us from refusing to accept change. He supports us in moving forward in our faith journey. Life keeps moving forward and we move along with it. We just need to be inspired to have courage and hope. Let this be your dose of encouragement for today. – God Bless- Nancy

Fair Enough?

“That’s not fair!” “Why did I get in trouble?”, “It’s not MY fault!” “But I was here first!” Do any of these phrases sound familiar? Do remember when you were a kid and saying these? Or maybe it was just last week! I KNOW I have uttered any one of these at least once during adulthood.

It seems this sense of right, wrong and fairness never leave us, even as adults. We want what is right. We want our fair share of things. We want equity and we don’t like being treated unfairly or to be singled out for punishment or left out of rewards and benefits.

Have you ever considered whether or not equity and fairness apply to your faith walk? Is God fair? Does He treat everyone the same? Before you quickly answer, consider for a moment what you believe about fairness and goodness. Do you think that you are a good person? When you compare yourself with others, do you see yourself as equal to or even slightly better? Do you compare yourself with other believers, or even your family members? Are quickly to point out their shortcomings and place yourself at a higher ranking, spiritually or morally?

Maybe you don’t call yourself a Christian, but more of an agnostic or spiritual person. You kinda believe there is something or someone bigger than this world who kinda controls it all. A big something, that judges us all for what we do, good or bad. So, you rate yourself as pretty good. You try to do good things to other people. You give to charity and volunteer to walks to raise money. You see yourself as a rescuer of the bad stuff in the world, like breast cancer, alzheimers, children in trafficking, drunk drivers, global warming, pollution, pet population control, pet rescue, the world hunger and clean water shortages.. You do your part, and it is good, but you pat yourself on the back, believing that all this good, will actually ‘make’ you a good person, worthy of good karma or what ever you might believe is out there.

But, is this enough to outweigh the bad, or not so good stuff you did when you were a younger, maybe not wise yet, self? None of us are perfect. Sometimes we don’t think we deserve any unfairness. But, what if we do? What if we all are guilty of bad behavior, that we want to forget about? Somehow believing that some great scale in the universe will work it all out. So, what would this scale look like?

Would it automatically discount all the good works, say if you did something really bad, like murdered someone? Or stole? or told a lie? Who or what would set the standard? Would it be the same for everyone? Ah, the fairness word comes back in.

What would be fair? Is there a scale of giving to charity? A threshold for money or time given to a cause? Does the cause count? Does it have to benefit others? Who would decide what is beneficial to all? Does it matter what you believe would benefit others yourself, or could there be a global good that must be met in this threshold of giving?

If you are a Christ follower, does this threshold mean giving to the church of your time and money? Is it like a point system, like a number line that propels you forward for good works done for Jesus, but telling a lie would send you back done the points number line?

It might sound like this scale is a bad theory to you. Which, thankfully, it is. There is a scale of fairness, and rightness, and goodness. And it is set by a greater being than we, mere humans. It is set by God. And we all fall way short of His standard. WAY SHORT. It’s pretty much impossible. Except we can meet this standard, but only through Jesus. It is fair and equitable. And it is not based upon our efforts or giving to charity. Good works will never help us meet this standard. Only faith in Jesus.

One standard, one requirement, for all people. Faith in Jesus as savior. Pursuing works will never help us meet the standards of God. How much would we need to do? What would count as good? The Bible says only God is good. We might not think God is fair, but He offers this plan for all who choose to believe Him at His word. He shows us mercy and grace. He doesn’t leave us doubting about the future. Our future, after we die. We aren’t rolling the dice, wondering if karma has decided our fate.

We can know for sure our future is settled when we hold to the belief, all the bad stuff we have done has been wiped off our record, and replaced with God’s payment in full for good works, not OUR good works, but Jesus’ work on the cross and His resurrection. To me, that is MORE than fair enough. -God Bless- Nancy

But now a righteousness from God, apart from the law has been made known, to which the Law and the Prophets testify. This righteousness from God comes through faith in Jesus Christ to all who believe. There is no difference, for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God and are justified freely by his grace through the redemption that came by Christ Jesus. -Romans 3:21-24, NIV.