This past while I have been struggling a bit with my health.  It is nothing really serious, but I admit it has hindered my ability to live my life strong and free as I would like.  The combination of allergies and asthma effects my strength and ability to sleep etc.  I’ve seen my doctor a few times.  The first time I went, I really did not know what was wrong.  She diagnosed me with an extreme asthma flair and announced that my lungs were the worse she had heard all year!  OK, then…now what.  I was desperate to hear her diagnosis, but more importantly, I was desperate to hear her treatment plan and cure!

She said with great confidence, this time next week you will be all better! I can help you.  That was great news, but I wanted to feel better by that afternoon–what was this “in one week” deal all about?  She called in the prescription and I felt like I was stalking the pharmacist wanting him to hurry up and just get me the meds!  I really was that desperate.  I felt awful.  I was short of breath walking from my bedroom to the kitchen and I felt like I was using my rescue inhaler way more often than prescribed.  I was ready to trust her and obey because I was desperate and I believed she could/would help me.

She also told me that the prescription she prescribed might not be enough in the long run.  I might need to come back and get on other meds.  Hmm, OK, well whatever, I just want to feel better.  Sure enough the first dose of meds helped me for awhile, but then I could tell I was back on the slippery slope once again.

So back I went.  The new meds were given with another warning, they may not be all you need, but let’s try them.  She also found a little growth in one of my nostrils and has referred me to an ear, nose and throat doctor, where she said it probably needs to be removed.

Enter  my wisdom.  Hmm, I’ve lived with this for who knows how long.  She, the wise doctor told me that it may be hindering my breathing, trapping allergens which exacerbate my allergies and thus my asthma.  That sounds wise, it sounds true–but would it really make a difference in the long run?  Or should I just continue life as I have been.  The good news is that I haven’t need to use my rescue inhaler for four days, the new meds seem to be working!

As I was thinking about this (the referral people have not yet called, nor have I called them)–I thought who am I trusting?  Whose words do I really believe?  Ouch Lord, sometimes I do the same with you.  When I am desperate and need you to answer or move, I listen intently and follow your voice.  When things are not so desperate and yet you want to bring maybe an uncomfortable change (or perceived uncomfortable change) I begin to weigh whose words I will believe through my own mind.  I sort them out–maybe justifying why I do not need to follow His instructions.  Basically saying I know better than He does.

Reading through scripture, there are times where we find God’s people discussing things with Him for clarity’s sake.  When God wanted to destroy Israel for their disobedience, Moses had a conversation with Him.  When the Holy Spirit sent Ananias to pray for Saul, he also had a conversation.  The main thing to remember, even in our conversations with the Lord is that we always end on obedience.  That the weight of His words in our hearts become more important than our own thoughts.  It involves trust and honor of His position as Lord in our lives.

 

When I am perturbed, confused, conflicted or frustrated hearing the amazing voice of God through His Word, a friend or especially His still small voice brings clarity, peace and hope.

No matter what my situation, God’s tone of voice is always calming and reassuring.  Even when correcting me, He still speaks in a peaceful tone.  I have heard Him be quite firm–but there is always hope embedded in it.  That is one way I distinguish the difference between my voice and saran’s.  We read Romans 8:1 So now there is no condemnation for those who belong to Christ Jesus.  And because you belong to him, the power of the life-giving Spirit freed you from the power of sin that leads to death.  Unfortunately, it took me some time to learn this.

Many years ago we were pastoring in Oregon.  A young man got upset with us and proceeded to spew some very hateful things toward us and our church.  We tried to reason with him, but eventually Darryl walked out of the room.  I, foolishly, stayed in the hope of maintaining the realtionship.  I allowed him to continue injuring my soul and my spirit.  I now know it was not loving to let him continue (oh the value of hindsight!).  Somehow I let those condemning words enter my soul.  I literally felt like I had been stabbed in the back and I let his words (which were really satan’s words) separate me from God’s love and acceptance.

For three days I walked around feeling like I was not liked, loved or received by God.  It was a horrible experience.  I couldn’t even put my feelings into words.  Since I was nine years old I had always had Jesus as my friend and confident, but during those three days I felt cut off from my very source of help and hope.  I carried my Bible around, but did not even know if the things written in it were still for me or not (the power of Satan”s words).  Finally on the third day, the most amazing words entered my heart.  Nothing can separate you from me.  I started crying and rejoicing as the Lord Himself broke the power of those condemning words.  Hope arose and I received the freedom I needed.

During those three days of darkeness, I prayed for forgiveness for the young man, for anything I possibly could have done.  As I ponder his accusations, I realize now that there was no sin mentioned that we could admit or apologize to, no breaking of God’s law or heart–it was really just a misunderstanding of the how things were worked out.  It should not have escalated to the manner it did, but somehow it did.  Wiser, smarter, more experienced now I wouldn’t have let it run the course it did.  What a blessing that 30 plus years later I heard from them.  God is working in and through their lives still and we have all moved on from that experience so many years ago.

When we allow condemning words roar in our head it messes with our soul in so many negative ways.  When I find myself persuaded that maybe I deserve the condemnation and emotional flagellation that comes from letting myself receive that condemnation, it damages not only myself, but others.   We end up upsetting others because of the rejection it causes us to feel.  Our tone can become rough and harsh.

It is my heart to reflect God’s tone when I speak to others.  How He  speaks to me.  I admit I don’t always make it and my old nature complete with frustration and unfortunately misrepresent Him.

I believe the tone of our voice comes also from the meditations of our heart.  (Out of the abundance of the heart, the mouth speaks Luke 6:45).   As we meditate on Him, His character and His heart of love for us, we will become closer to His tone as well as His words.

After I wrote last weeks blog, I received an email from an old friend.  He raised a question about how using your voice may cause struggles that will “rock the boat” and cause difficulties and rejection, even in the church world.  I have pondered this question  for a week now.

My friend wonders if  he should use his influential global voice to share some changes in his own new understanding of life and freedom in Christ that he knows would upset his more traditional friends, and thus lead to possible rejection or even banishment.   I am not sure his specifics but I do remember a big church dilemma I lived through–traditional hymns versus contemporary music.

Enter most churches  in the 60’s you would find an organ and a piano.  The idea of having guitars, drums and other instruments wasn’t even considered. We sang hymns from the hymnal every week.  It was almost badge of honor if you could sing them from memory!  We did have a little spiral bound “chorus” book that was used by youth groups which had a bit more lively songs!

But a change was coming.  Several things began to happen about the same time.  God began to stir up a hunger for the Holy Spirit and the gifts of the Spirit–bringing this out pouring into traditional denominations.  Young people began to get saved during what . became known as the Jesus People Movement.  Many of these young people were not familiar with the traditions of the church, but were hungry for God and His Word.   Musicians began setting scriptures to music which promoted scripture memorization as well.    They used instruments they for which they were familiar.  It brought fresh life into the church and also controversy.   New affordable technology of projectors and transparencies allowed people to display the words for everyone to see.  For many it was an exciting new technology.  Church boards discussed how to include them in their budgets.  You were considered cutting edge if you used them instead of hymnals.

For others who did not live through the change it is hard to see the issue.  Church splits occurred.  People were divided whether they wanted contemporary worship versus traditional.  There are some churches who compromised having two different services which meet both needs of their congregation.  There are some who integrate both into their worship set–bringing the richness of hymns, maybe with an updated arrangement back into the service.  For most people it is a non-issue now.  But voices were loud and strong on this issue during that time.  There was so much division in the church over this one issue.

Whose voice was right?  Much of the rationale and fight for the contemporary dealt with how to reach our young people.  There was a feeling if they did not update and go modern, they would lose their appeal to the younger generation.  The other voice felt like they should not have to compromise and the young people should submit and conform to the old ways.  Those two vying perspectives are still alive and well today.  How far should we go to “entertain” our youth to get them to come where they can hear the gospel, versus invitation to a Bible Study presentation.  The Holy Spirit must be the one who brings balance to our direction.

Jeremiah 6:16 This is what the Lord says, Stop at the crossroads and look around.  Ask for the old, godly way and walk in it.  Travel its path and you will find rest for your souls.  

The question of course is what is the old, godly way?  To me, it is any path that leads us to Jesus and His righteousness.  It is a path to freedom from guilt and shame, that does not ensnare others in my freedom.    I used to think the narrow path was like a tightrope–very difficult to walk.  The Lord showed me it is wide enough to walk safely without fear of falling.  I want my voice to lead people to this freedom in Jesus–helping them to lived loved and accepted by Him.  I used to belong to a group who felt it was a sin for women to wear pants.  I personally wasn’t convicted it was a sin, but because we were part of that organization we had to try to teach it.  The Holy Spirit led us away from that belief and my girls were spared from the imposition that would have caused.  Our voice went silent on the issue of pants, but not on the issue of the need for modesty.  The bigger picture is still in play for my grand girls as well.

May the Holy Spirit continue to lead and guide us into the old trusted ways with His perspective.  I am glad we can trust Him.  Let us use our voices as much that lies within us to bring unity, grace and freedom based on His love.

One of the most difficult effects of my husbands stroke was his muteness.  It was soo difficult to lose his wisdom, encouragement and humor! I had the advantage of hearing that voice for thirty-five plus years before he went silent.  He used his God-given voice for so much good–from preaching, teaching, encouraging, prophesying and worshipping.  The joy of listening to him play his banjo and sing with his grandchildren is one of my favorite memories.

Any one who writes becomes makes  a choice of what “voice” they will use.  Will the writing be done in their own voice (like this blog) or the voice of a character that is part of their story.  Another use of “voice” is used to speak for another–one who either “lost” their voice or never “found” it.  I became Darryls voice for two and half years.  It wasn’t easy.  I am sure sometimes I got it wrong, but because I knew him for so long, it made it easier.

As believers we operate as God’s voice on this earth.  He does speak on his own through creation (Romans 1:20), He even sends dreams and visions at times, but the majority of time, He speaks through you and me.  Darryl’s  muteness was caused by a physical blockage to that part of his brain that accessed his speech.  What is my excuse?  Fear, apathy, self-centeredness, lack of awareness or lack of confidence at times take over my speech center and I grow mute when I could speak up for Him.

Learning to use our voice for Him takes intention and preparation.  It may seem obvious that we need to spend time with Him in prayer, the Word and worship, asking Him to reveal Himself to us.  Many people watched the royal wedding this past weekend, it was amazing to hear all the spokespeople sharing their view points on the royals.  I don’t  know how much of it was true or not.  I don’t know the people involved, so I have to trust they knew what they were saying.  Unfortunately it seems to be the same for everyone who speaks for the Lord of the Heavens, not all know Him well enough to speak for Him–thus giving false representation.

I know I don’t know everything about Him.  I know, at times I may have falsely represented Him by my lack of knowledge or discernment.  I Corinthians 13:8 declares charity never fails.  So when we speak from a heart of love based on the light we have, I believe it is better than not speaking at all.  Believers,  as we seek Him, we will be found of Him.  Out of the meditations of the heart, our mouth speaks.  Taking time to meditate on His goodness and character will cause us to release faith and hope through our voice.  These are the things which cause our speech center to be activated for Him.  Jesus was moved with compassion, so as we too allow His love to overwhelm us for ourselves and for others, our voice will bring hope, encouragement and life to those around us.  Speak up, dear friends, there are those who need to hear the voice of the Lord.

In 1986 I received a phone call letting me know that my father had passed away in his sleep.  It was unexpected with no warning leaving no opportunity to speak final words, he was just gone from this world.   In 1990, my mother joined him after a prolonged illness.  2012 I said good bye to my husband as he too joined Jesus. This morning I  received a text from my sister, letting me know that her husband of 50+ years had left his world of pain and suffering.  We knew it was coming, but it doesn’t make it easier.   No matter how you learn the news it is hard to let someone you love go.

I know some of the road my sister now faces.  The change of wife to widow takes place in an instant, but the learning to navigate and accept that change takes much much longer.  She bore the role of caregiver with such grace, and now she can rest.  It takes grace to appropriate the new role she really does not want to live.  I am so grateful my sister has Jesus by her side.  I am so grateful she has two loving sons who will walk with her, even as they mourn their own fathers passing.  But in many ways grief is a solitary road.  But it can be a road made easier with encourage-rs who fill the roadside with empathy and solid help.

Another one of my brother in laws is a runner.  He has run for many years–he even completed the Boston Marathon.   People line the course to cheer on their people.  But the amazing thing, it is not just “their” people, they cheer everyone!  Their cheers and encouraging words often keep those runners focused enough to finish the race.  My sister is his sideline cheerleader.  During these 26.5 mile races, they would map the course and she would place herself along the race course, cheering him on to victory.  Some of my best “cheerleaders” as I navigated the rough waters of grief, were my children and others who had experienced grief first hand.

When death happens, you look out the window and go–why doesn’t the world stop? Why are people still eating ice cream?  The whole world should be mourning with me…my world has shifted, why not theirs?  Because grief is personal.  It touches our hearts deeply and we each react in our own way.  If grief has not touched your world–be grateful.  You may not know how important your role as a sideline cheerleader can be.  Take the time to simply say, “I’m sorry for your loss”.  It is a simple phrase, but if said with compassion, it speaks volumes.

A sideline cheerleader may show up with groceries, mow the lawn, clean house or do laundry.  They may just come and sit and be present.  They may give a hug and pray, or sincerely ask weeks after the event, “how are you doing?”  They may send cards, texts or FB posts of encouragement.  Paul encourages us in Romans 12:15,  rejoice with those who rejoice, and mourn with those who mourn.  He doesn’t say how long we rejoice, or how long we mourn.  He just encourages us to join with the rejoice-rs or the mourners.  Rejoicing may be a sprint, but mourning is definitely more of a marathon.  Thank you for learning how to be a sideline cheerleader–it is not easy.  It is often not “fun”, but it can be very rewarding.  I still trying to be better at it.  I pray the Father, who understands all things, will help us learn how to mourn with those who mourn.  Please pray for my sister and her family.  Thank you.

(The picture is my son in law, Timothy Haslet who ran the Boston Marathon with his twin brother for their sister Adrienne (center) who lost her leg in the Boston Bombing in 2013)

I had a special opportunity this week to visit the Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium in Tacoma, Washington.  A friend of my daughter Rosanna is a member and invited her to join them–since I was at their home in celebration of my granddaughter Harmony’s tenth birthday I got to join in the fun.  I have determined (especially after last week’s post about bucket lists)  to say yes to more opportunities.

I really did not know what to expect.  I had never been to this zoo before. The weather was perfect and I set myself to simply enjoy the experience and my family.  Our first blessing was to see a male peacock displaying his feathers and doing a little mating dance! Harmony’s new favorite animal are peacocks!  It really set the tone for all of us.

We ate our lunch during an animal presentation–complete with scripted dialog encouraging us to recycle and protect the environment.  Different animals were showcased–anteaters, a bald eagle, lynx etc-fairly typical for most zoos.  The most surprising for me was an aardvark. Have you ever seen an Aardvark up close?  This was my first time.   Aardvarks to me, until this day, were simply pictures in children’s alphabet books!  Out comes this baby pink larger than expected creature!  It was so unexpected that all I could do was stare.  No pictures or anything–I just looked at this wacky animal that God created.

They have funny ears and an interesting snout. They are the only living species of Tubulidentata, in other words, unique.  They have ears like a rabbit, a tail similar to a kangaroo and their name is derived from an African word “earth pig”.  But they are none of these things.  Unusual things stand out.  God’s handiwork in your life creates in us our own special uniqueness of qualities that can bring glory to His name.  Why do we need aardvarks?  I don’t know.  They live in Africa and feed on termites–which is a good thing.  Seeing new things, learning new things and experiencing new things make our lives richer and fuller.  The Bible tells us that all things (including Aardvarks) were created for His glory.  I am constantly amazed by His creation.  I currently teach three of my grandchildren botany.  Every week we discover God’s fingerprint on His creation and it always enhances my amazement for how He put all of this together.

Even though God made mankind in His likeness and image, He also made us unique–with a combination of our DNA, personality and giftings.  If you are a person (who like me for years) just wanted to blend in, I urge you to rethink your position.  If you like to flaunt your uniqueness, remember that God made you from the same dust as the rest of us!  For we are God’s masterpiece.  He has created us anew in Christ Jesus, so we can do the good things he planned for us long ago.  Ephesians 2:10.  

I found a small book last week at our local library that caught my attention.  What if God Wrote Your Bucket List? by Jay Payleitner. The sub-title is 52 things you don’t want to miss.  I debated checking it out. What could it hurt?

The problem is I don”t see myself as a bucket list person.  I am not a dreamer of places to go and things to see and do. I’ve always felt a little odd and uncomfortable around people who are list makers.  I guess my personality is more like a beachcomber–what comes my way I will enjoy!    This books forward was written by Josh McDowell–a man I admire and appreciate, so why not take a chance and see if some repressed adventures lie hidden in my soul? Suppose it causes me to change?

I like this book.  The author states very clearly that trying to think like God thinks on many of these things is silly.  But I do appreciate the fact that just reading this book has opened my vision and understanding of my purpose and intentions on this earth.

My ultimate desire and main heart cry is to fulfill God’s purpose of my life while I am here on earth.  Reading Joshua 18:3 this week I came across this question he asked the seven tribes who had not yet been allotted their land grants.   Then  Joshua asked them, “how long are you going to wait before taking possession of the remaining land the Lord, the God of your ancestors has given you?”   This question caused me to pray, Father I want my inheritance.  However large or small, I want to fulfill your purpose and plan in my life.  I do not want to be distracted, disheartened or denied the opportunity to come to the end of my life feeling I had done less than my best for Him. But reading through this book confirmed to me that we serve a big God and my perspective on inheritance has been to narrow and small. God has called us to live an abundant life, which is rich and full.  This book reminds us that while our call is to serve God and others, He also wants to bless us through His creation, our family and friends.

Reading through Payleinter’s book it really is all about our relationship with our God and His people.  He uses his own experiences to encourage people to strive for the abundant life in every area of their lives to live on purpose with purpose.  In other words with intention. At the end of most chapters he has a little section called “Checking the List”.  In it he gives thought provoking questions or comments that are meant to move us from being a spectator to an active participant in our life.  One of the chapters is called “Get Fired”–it tells his own story of job fails. But in “Checking the List” he writes:

God uses it all.  The good stuff and the bad.  Search your heart, and you may realize that while victories are nice, you learned more and grew closer to God during your most painful losses.  Trophies just sit on a shelf or gather dust.  Scars stay with you and prove you”re a survivor. Treasure your opportunities to be an over comer.

Many years ago Darryl and I drove across the country for what would be our last time.  I asked him if we could specifically alter our route to include Mount Rushmore National Memorial.  It was amazing.  It took extra time and money, but it was so well worth the experience.  Looking back now, it was on my bucket list.  I’ve begun to explore other desires that may be lurking in my soul. The fear of failing to fulfill my bucket list reared its ugly head while reading this book.  Some of the chapters I have actually already done (which always makes you feel good right?)  I must confess now that one of the things I have always wanted to do is visit Washington D.C. and the Smithsonian Institute.  There are actually some plans coming together that just may cause that to happen!

 

 

Last week I as I wrote about Faith and Vulnerable Points, I realized that there were more vulnerable places (I called them choice points) that we face as believers. These are areas where we are challenged to use our faith to move forward or rely on our own strength.

Due to the computer glitch last week I sent out a very poorly edited post, with many typing mistakes.  I apologize for how poor it was written–those of you who sent me encouraging words about how you needed it–thank you!  I felt ashamed and discouraged as I realized how many mistakes there were.  Another vulnerable point discovered– when we make mistakes and disappoint ourselves.

After my son checked my computer and found it to really be a non-issue, I was so embarrassed by what I had published I wanted to just hang my head in shame.  But then I realized I could go back and fix it.  The edit button still worked and, at least for those of you who read on line–it is fixed!  There is mercy embedded in the edit button! I still feel the sting of that embarrassment, but it is my goal to learn from it and make the changes necessary to prevent it from happening again.

Another one of our vulnerable choice points is definitely when we need to apply God’s grace, mercy and receive His forgiveness.  Believing and applying God’s mercy when we feel we don’t deserve it can be difficult.  The double edge sword of pride and shame can prevent  us from simply receiving this gift.  Do not let pride prevent you from receiving this wonderful gift or giving it.

We are vulnerable  when someone has hurt us or fails us in our expectations.  Do we choose to extend mercy and forgiveness or choose to withhold it?  We have the choice to believe God not only sees any painful hurts we endure, but He knows how to work them together in our life for His good plan.

We are vulnerable when we feel our life is in another’s hands.  When we feel our choice points are dependent on someone else’s decision.  It is difficult to release our faith when we struggle to trust others have our best interest at heart.  Jesus words in John 16.  I have told you these things so that you won’t abandon your faith. for you will be expelled from the synagogues and the time is coming when those who kill you will think they are doing a holy service for God.  This is because they have never known the Father or me.  Yes, I’m telling you these things ow, so that when they happen, you will remember my warning.  I didn’t tell you earlier because I was going to be with you for awhile longer.  Brothers and sisters, life isn’t always fair.  Life is not always easy.  But we do not have to do it alone.  We do not have to face our enemy unaware.  Take time to examine your vulnerable points.  Gird yourself with His truth.  Stand strong, and when you have done all, keep on standing.   For we are not fighting against evil rulers and authorities of the unseen world, against mighty powers in this dark world, and against evil spirits in the heavenly places.  Therefore, put on every piece of God’s armor so you will be able to resist the enemy in the time of evil.  Then after the battle you will still be standing firm. Stand firm.

I don’t know about you–but I am very well aware of how the battle rages.  So many of my friends, family and even ministries are going through some difficult seasons right now.  My heart hurts for those who have unexpectedly lost loved ones, those who are battling severe sicknesses or struggles with their children, marriages or finances.

I am going to be honest here.  I know there are spiritual battles trying to get us to quit believing in a God that is powerful and answers prayer.  These battles want us to think it doesn’t matter if I live holy and righteously.  But sometimes, I just want to ignore it.  To put my head in the sand and think if I just leave it there long enough, it will go away.  Not true.  Every time I try to choose that option, I realize nothing changes (or else it deteriorates!).  I am vulnerable during my choice to fight.  Will my weariness or my own personal struggles cause me to choose option ostrich?  Or to stand tall in the whole armor of the Lord, girding my loins with His truth?  I can choose to be courageous and go forward.

Another time of vulnerability is when we feel we are alone.  Maybe we don’t sens anyone else has entered the battle.  We stand at the choice point and look for someone else to join,  but maybe the Lord is asking us to take the first stand.  Others may be standing along the sidelines, waiting for a leader to step up, and you are that leader.  Capturing fears of inadequacy, weariness, apathy, discouragement is crucial to move forward in the battle.

Sometimes when we fight, there is a loss.  In my optimistic worldview, I want to believe every battle is a win.  But in truth, though the war is won, we can suffer set backs in battles.  The promise that every thing will work together for good, is so encouraging during these seasons. Stubborn illnesses that seem resistant to the Name of Jesus, prodigal children walking away for years, spouses who abandon marriages can all feel a defeat.  Fighting the “why bother” thoughts is often a very real struggle–another point of vulnerability.  But take heart, this very week I heard of two long term adult prodigals who have returned to the flock!  Their parents endured years of struggle as they watched their offspring being derailed by addictions and poor choices.  They fought feelings of shame, discouragement and hopelessness and persevered.  Keep on believing my friend.  Stand in the gap. Please know your Heavenly Father has wayward children also.  He understands.

Points of vulnerability occur when we feel we have too many battlefronts.  We get overwhelmed and want to quit.  God says, stand and see the salvation of your God.  We may need to retreat and re-group.  Reading through the Apostle Paul’s battles and struggles encourages me to stand.  Taking time to make our God big again through worship, the word and fellowship can make the difference in quitting and moving ahead.  Listen to the Holy Spirit.  He may lead you aside to rest.  Take time to nourish your body.  Take a walk.  Enjoy His creation.  Replenish your soul.  These are important battle tools as well.  Remember Elijah?  (Take time to read his story in 1 Kings 19).

The other day my computer (through Microsoft) shouted at me “Stop! You are vulnerable” And other things–I was so shocked I didn’t know what to do.  I called my son and said “listen to this” what do I do?”  He said.  Shut it off Mom.  I pushed the button and it is sitting and waiting till he has time to come and undo whatever I did.  I am writing this on my Kindle Fire.  I took a bit of a break and my saved draft disappeared.  I have retyped it in by finding my saved draft on my I phone.  I am pushing forward because I really feel I need to publish this today.  Somebody needs this.

Stand strong my friends.  We are victorious in Him.

Do you like parties?  Most parties are instigated to  celebrate something: to acknowledge a significant or happy day or event with a social gathering or enjoyable activity.  Most of us enjoy the invitation to a party (at least we feel wanted!)  This past week I had the privilege of hosting in my home a baby shower for a young couple in our church.  A close friend of theirs asked if I would mind them using my home for this event.  Why not? The Cost: (UM, too tired, too much work, takes time and energy?)

Today I am hosting a birthday party for my granddaughter Elina.  She turns seven today, and for some reason asked if she could have her birthday gathering at my home, rather than hers.  She wants a tea party.  Why not? The Cost:  (UM, too tired, too much work, takes time and energy?)

The cost of celebration is real.  The planning alone takes energy and thought.  Preparation of the place, gathering supplies, setting up and the clean up afterward all is part of the cost.  The risk–suppose no one comes.  Suppose too many people come?  It can become overwhelming, if we let it.  But love, care and God’s purpose can cause our hearts to move from the “cost” to the harvest.  What might be reaped from this expense?

Just hosting a party  is a lot of work.  Because I was only hosting the baby shower–I did not concern myself with the menu or food purchases–it left me with more time to focus on my home preparation (cleaning).  But I also felt a strong need to prepare myself spiritually for the party.  I began to pray for the couple and for their guests.  I felt a shift in my heart that the Lord’s plan for this party was much more than just fellow-shipping and preparations for this new baby, God was up to something.  We did eat, drink and celebrate with good food–but another dimension was added.  As we set ourselves to pray for this couple, the Holy Spirit began to move on several of the guests with words for this couple. The Presence of the Lord came and it was as if all the other parts of the celebration were just structure to support His Purpose.  Everyone who came knew something significant had taken place.  My purpose in sharing this story is to encourage you to not only celebrate the people and milestones in your life, but also do it with prayerful intention.  Ask Him to show up.  Provide an atmosphere and opportunity to touch the lives of your guests with His love and His grace.

My granddaughter has invited some special friends.  Many of them have dietary challenges so their moms have to bring special foods for them.  My daughter said, the kids are so excited because they do not get invited often, because most people think it is  too hard to have them come.  It is a joy to provide this opportunity to host the party for them.  I want their moms and siblings to feel the warmth of the Lord in my home.  We may not do the extensive prayer we did at the baby shower, but touching these young ones with His love, accepting the parents with grace and joy may just lift their load a little bit.

I want to encourage reluctant hosts or celebrants to shift your focus on the “costs” of the party (time, energy and money) to what you may be purchasing.  The opportunity to provide a structure where God’s love can be shared is powerful.  Start small if you need to–invite someone for coffee or tea, focus on them, acknowledge their value to you, it might just change their life or at least plant of seed into their hearts.  Do it in faith, do it with the intention of enjoying yourself and those you connect with–your own heart will be enriched.