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Respecting what God is Saying

                                                                                                                          As a little girl growing up in St. Paul’s Lutheran Church in Waldo, OH, I remember how my mother would not let us leave the service once it started.   We would especially get in trouble if we had to go to the bathroom while the minister was speaking.   I remember many a Sunday being told with a forced smile, I had better wait until the preacher was done, and next time go before the service began.             While I may laugh about this now, really my momma was teaching me a life lesson.   She was teaching me that what the man or woman of God was speaking was something I needed to hear. We were expected to be still in the pews.     She was teaching me that one needed to respect the word of God and the voice of God.   Now I’m not saying if people get up while a pastor is preaching because it’s an emergency is wrong, but what I am saying is that there needs to

Me Worry? Nahh.....

            I had a challenging few days business wise last week.   I don’t need to get into details.   But legal threats were flying and I had to confront some situations that had needed to get confronted for a while.   I really stink in these situations and avoid them at all cost.   As the dust began to settle I began rehearsing over in my mind what was said, and how I could have handled the situation possibly better.   While I tried to be in peace and let it go, I didn’t sleep for at least one night and replayed everything too many times.             While discussing this all with my father, my dad began to instruct me in a way only my father can.   I explained to him what happened and while his response seemed simple it was so wise.             “It seems to me,” he responded, “you stood up, and was right to defend yourself.   If this situation turns ugly then so be it.   Stop worrying about it.”             “Yes, I’m working on it dad.”   I responded knowing he was righ

Training up Mojo

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            Yesterday morning was a rough morning.   I was stressed about some things and had only slept two hours.               My kids, dog (Mojo) and I are enjoying a few weeks at my parents in Ohio, and any time you travel it can have its own situations at arrive.   My dog Mojo isn’t used to a yard as big as my parents have, and though they have a buried electric dog fence Mojo is too small to put that dog collar on him.   Usually at home we don’t really have a problem with him running off; however we’ve had to watch him here.   Yesterday morning, though I’d only had two hours of sleep he was on a toot.   It’s been an unusually wet summer up here so my parents’ yard has giant water puddles everywhere.               Mojo’s eyes twinkled as he realized I’d mistakenly let him off the leash so he could play with my aunt’s dog.   He looked at me and bolted through the yard, and through the puddles.             “Mojo come!”   I yelled running after him.   I was barefoot

Crossing Border Chaos

            As promised, I have another Canadian/American border crossing story.   This time we were leaving Canada we decided to take the tunnel.   Usually we opt for the Ambassador Bridge but the traffic leaving Canada is better on the tunnel.   Every time we travel this way we borrow a vehicle of my parents’.   A year ago my parents invested in a luxury SUV and so seeing that car cross the border always puts the border guards on a heightened alert.   Automatically they want to make sure the car is not stolen.   I understand their thoughts.   I also understand I have to prove to them it’s not stolen.               This time we were traveling through the boarder and the guard asked for the proof of insurance and registration.   The question on his part was a no brainer.   I know where my mom keeps the paperwork.   However Dan and I got a little frazzled.   We kept searching where the papers were kept and couldn’t find them.   Then internally we started to panic.            

Hidden Heart Desires

            Greetings,             I hope you all had an amazing last few weeks.   I am back near internet and a computer though I am still in traveling mode.   In fact if you’re in the Ohio area I’ll be preaching in Marion on Sunday at Celebration Christian Church on Smeltzer Road.   I’d love to see you.               I wanted to write a bit today about this scripture. Psalm 37:4 Take delight in the Lord , and he will give you the desires of your heart I hear it quoted quite often.   It seems to me that we always are looking for God to grant our heart’s desires in the bigger things by a house, job, or dream coming forth.   But we forget to thank Him when he grants us our heart’s desires in the small things.               Last week my family and I were blessed to travel up into Canada to Niagara Falls.   This was not something I’d always dreamed about doing, but as I stood on the “Maid of the Mist” only feet away of the falls getting wet in the spray and laughi

Listening for the Season of Redefining and Realigning

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Some weeks ago I wrote a blog about it being a season of redefining and realigning.   I 100% believe things are happening for God’s people all over.   I’ve seen this beginning in my own life and the lives of others around me.   I do believe all these things are happening for many.   The problem is when God is doing things like this; His people need divine instructions from heaven.    Rarely though do they take the time to really hear from heaven.   So God’s speaking to them and they are yelling about their circumstances thus the instructions are never heard.   If you seek God, you’ll find Him.   If you are still ….you’ll hear Him.   Jesus was often getting out of his routine to hear from His daddy, and in the following passage He was telling His disciples to do the same. Mark 6:31 (NIV) 31  Then, because so many people were coming and going that they did not even have a chance to eat, he said to them, “Come with me by yourselves to a quiet place and get some rest.”