Years ago, I heard a knock at the door. Opened it and there were a couple of ladies on the porch. I didn’t know them but they were nicely dressed and looked harmless enough. One of them said something like, “Usted es de la familia Pérez?” I said, “Yes.” Then she continues on…en español. Did I mention that we lived in the U.S. at the time? That this was not Guatemala but St. Joseph, Mo? And, even if she believed a Hispanic family to be living at the home, the moment I opened the door she had to have noticed that clearly I am not Hispanic–red hair, freckles, super pale skin. Did I mention Spanish was not her native tongue either? She was not Hispanic anymore than I am. And yet, she proceeded to talk in Spanish, even after my answer had been in English. I remember standing there, grinning inside, thinking, “Are we really going to do this?”(Talk in Spanish when clearly we both speak English.) You’ve possibly guessed that she was a Jehovah’s Witness and we did finish our conversation in Spanish (grin). My guess is she knocked at that door with the intent to share with someone in Spanish and, by golly, she was going to witness in Spanish! Continue reading
“Pero me conoces, y es Tu decisión. Y a Su tiempo me darás lo que es mejor….”–Tienen Tu Color por J.A.R.
I am by no means a laid back person. However, as a result of many life experiences, I have become a very flexible person. That song (Tienen Tu Color) has been one of my favorites for years. I like the reminder that my heart’s cry poured out to my God is not forgotten. It remains there before Him. And that ultimately He will make the final call on my life. He knows me…He knows what is best for me. And more than anything (my deepest desire) is to have His favor; His pleasure poured out over me. Seems unthinkable that that could be possible. He is way kinder, more forgiving, and more powerful than I give Him credit for. Continue reading
“Nadie se lo imaginó que el Rey del mundo, el Salvador,
en un establo de Belén, iba a nacer.
Todo fue tan diferente a como lo esperaban ver,
el Salvador en un pesebre en vez de fuerte débil fue.”
I like to remind myself of this frequently–God often does (has done) things very differently than I expect. Often that fact amazes me. At times, it frustrates me. Usually, it surprises me; although I’m not sure why. Pride perhaps? Maybe I think I know the proper way, the best way, circumstances and people could be fixed? Continue reading
I am living a miracle right now. There has been a situation in my life where I had pretty much given up hope. We can have high hopes about something. Fresh unchallenged faith. But as time passes and we see no change, we get weary. Angry. Doubtful. Hurt. Bitter. Impatient. Ready to give up.
That was where I found myself awhile back. I was confused and weary. Doubting things would ever change. I was ready to shake my head and say, “I gave it my best” and toss in the towel. My friends would encourage me to hang in there, keep praying. Remind me that God had a plan. That I was in the middle of the story but that God’s ending would be good. Continue reading
By this all people will know that you are My disciples, if you have love for one another. John 13:35
“That’s not very Christian.” Ever been hurt by a “Christian”? I’m talking deeply scarred. I’ll put that word in parentheses because, if you have been, you may tend to say that word just a bit sarcastically. Roll your eyes even, perhaps. You may consider what they did or said, and think, “Well, that wasn’t very Christian.” I get it. I do. And, if I heard all about it, I’d likely hurt with you and think, “No, that certainly was not Christlike at all. But, Christian? Well, yeah, (sadly) that sounds like something a Christian could certainly do.” See, we Continue reading