In March 2017, I celebrated the release of New Woman, New Clothes: Outfit Your Soul to Live, Lead, Love by delivering the closing message for a women’s Bible study. We focused on what it means to find purpose in life and jokingly adopted the phrase, “Don’t quit your day job,” as a reminder that God uses the day-to-day stuff of living to transform us into women who fulfill God-sized dreams. As I stood on stage, I was poignantly aware of when I’d been in just such an audience twelve years earlier and had felt God calling me to step forward to serve Him in new ways.
Or perhaps “waddle forward” was a better description, since I was full-term pregnant with our second child. The baby had dropped so low in the womb by that time that she felt like she’d fall out if I didn’t cross my legs. As full of baby as I was, though, what I recall most was that I was also full of a sense of God’s purpose for my life. Read More
This week, there’s more from a series I wrote several years ago about the value of persevering to get to a promised outcome. Last week, we looked at the need to reclaim old territory in our lives (including dealing with “dirt” in our wells) before we can move ahead with God-given dreams. Today, we’ll take a look at the need to push through obstacles to get to our “something new.” For me, what started as a challenge on March 15, 2013, to memorize and apply Colossians 3:12-14 to my relationships grew into a dream to write about what I was learning. Then came the tough work of pushing through setbacks and self-doubt to write, share, rewrite, edit, and finally release my first book, New Woman, New Clothes: Outfit Your Soul to Live, Lead, Love four years later. What’s your “something new,” that dream you’re pursuing? Take courage from Isaac’s well-digging journey in Genesis 26 and keep on digging!
Several years ago, I was a guest poster on a site to encourage women in their faith journeys, especially during the exhausting/exhilarating (Exhilarausting??) years of parenting young kids. Recently, I found a two-parter I’d written about finding freedom and motivation to run after God-given dreams. As I prepare to launch my book New Woman, New Clothes, I find it pretty cool that I was already exploring concepts of dealing with the past, believing in God’s promises, and moving ahead with purpose. Come to think of it, I wasn’t so much exploring them as becoming brave enough to LIVE them. Thank God I took my own advice! Anyway, dig in with me in this series called Well-Digging. Then, feel free to comment on the “old wells” you’ve had to revisit as you’ve pursued new dreams.
When I was a child, I sang all the time. Didn’t matter where I was or even what the song was—many times I made them up. If I wanted to sing some made-up song from the top of some old crab apple tree, I just climbed up there and did it. With abandon.
Do you remember that feeling of freedom? Of possibility? Of running down a hill so fast your heart pounded in your throat and even your voice was left behind in a trail of giggles?
Confession: I have been known to FaceTime my dog when I’m away from home. That’s right. I’ve asked someone at my house to go get my dog and put her on video so I could croon baby-talk to her. And why not? Look at that face. She’s adorable. She clearly misses me when I’m gone. And she growly-barks “I love you” on command. OK, it’s really more like “Rye Ruv Roo,” and according to SOME people with no imagination, it just sounds like “Bark-Bark-Bark,” but still that’s pretty good, right? Nobody else I know is that consistent with the undying love and appreciation. Also, also when she’s stolen a bunch of my socks and chewed the toe-seams out, she grovels at my feet convincingly. All evidence of true devotion, right? Read More
Ever have a moment when you are awed by the bigness of God? Perhaps you’re singing, “Holy, Holy, Holy,” and it’s like all the saints and angels across all time have joined together before the Lamb? I live for those moments and the sudden perspective shift that happens. During one such worship time, I began to think about history, about God’s story for humanity, past, present and future. I saw in my mind’s eye a massive tapestry unfurling before me: complex, multi-hued, a work of art. It was too huge for my eye to take in. As I looked at the tapestry, I began to focus, as through a magnifying glass, on the tiniest details until I could see the individual stitches. Each stitch was the heartbeat of one person, each person a part of the body of Christ, woven together across time. No stitch in Read More