Showing posts from December, 2017

Let's Sing His Praises!

O Come Let Us Adore Him!

I love symphonies at Christmas. The music allows you to sink deep into your thoughts. For a beautiful rendition of O Come Let Us Adore Him, click here, listen, and ponder all that babe in the manger has done for us.  

And she will have a son, and you are to name him Jesus, for he will save his people from their sins...  Matthew 1:21

Did you ever wonder what wrapping presents has to do with God's gifts to us?

In this season of Christmas, there a lot of wrapping of presents going on. Do you wonder how the tradition began? Why do we wrap presents? Why not just give them unwrapped?
I do, so I looked it up. The Children’s Museum of Indianapolis, in an online post dated December 9, 2013, says: “The desire to hide the identity of the gift until just the right moment led people to wrap gifts long, long ago.”
How about that?
We began concealing the identity of a present ages ago. Why? Because we’re looking for ’just the right moment’ to reveal the gift.
Makes sense, right?  
After all, I’ve received gifts and waited to open them until the ‘real’ date.  Or I’ve waited to open them until the giver is present to share in the joy.  Or, I’ve waited to open it until I have time to savor it.
I never thought about it, but, yes, we wait to open gifts at ‘just the right moment.’
It reminds me of a particular scene from my childhood.
“Have a seat on the sofa,” my mother said. “We have a surprise for you!”
What? A…

Are you ready for Christmas?

People ask: Are you ready for Christmas? 
Sure, I am,I say.  I'm ready.  My soul knows I'm in need of a Savior.
Come, Lord Jesus.
Are you ready for Christmas?

Thursday's Thoughts

Because you say, "I am rich, and have become wealthy,  and have need of nothing," do not know  that you are wretched and miserable  and poor and blind  and naked

Revelation 3:17

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas...

Yesterday my husband and I made a quick stop into a store for something he needed.  While there, I raced to the toy aisle. Although I'd finished my Christmas shopping, surely we needed just a few more things.

I picked up a little yellow farm tractor, held it at arm's length and studied it. Too big for our infant grandson? Too little?  Suddenly an animated doll caught my attention. Maybe his big sister would like that. Or is that too creepy for a toddler? Next, I spotted a sparkly box containing four toy soldiers. Oh my gosh, what kid wouldn't want that?

I'd already done my Christmas shopping, but, really, is it ever done? With Christmas just a couple of weeks away, I was just, in my mind, trying to figure out who needed an extra thing or two. Did one kid have more than another? Were the parents taken care of? What about my husband's brother and his wife. What, really, did I have for them? And my husband? Gee, did I have enough for him?

Joe found me in the aisle, p…

How these words happened to light my path

Years ago, after years of coexisting with the cancer diagnosis, I developed flu-like symptoms...bone pain, muscle aches, headaches, fatigue...I went to our family doctor, who diagnosed it as 'walking pneumonia' and prescribed antibiotics.

It was a busy time in my life. My husband, a salesperson, traveled often in business, and I managed the household. I drove our three children to and from school and chauffeured them to after-school cheer practices, gym meets and horseback riding lessons. I worked part-time in business and also volunteered at school and church. 
I didn't have time to be sick.

It had been years since I'd been diagnosed with cancer, and was still in a 'wait and see' approach to treating it. The  frequent checkups simply served as a reminder that each day is, indeed, a precious gift.  The diagnosis sharpened my vision of God's presence in the ordinary events of my life, and I began writing short, one page stories about it. 
I shared the stori…

How do you spell r-e-j-o-i-c-e?

Rejoice in the Lord always.  I will say it again: Rejoice! 

Philippians 4:4

Overwhelmed by the lingering effects of last month's cancer treatments and dumbstruck by the possibility of another surgery, I shared those fears and concerns with a friend of mine after Mass Tuesday morning.  "This is so hard," I said.
I knew she'd have something redemptive to say. She's a holy soul. 
"We all have challenges," she said. 
I nodded. We all do. We sure do.
"I know what you are going through is hard," she said. "But try thanking God for it."  
Yep, she's right. I believe it's called the 'sacrifice of praise'...when you praise God despite the circumstances. 
"Once," she said, "when I was struggling with a serious health issue, I heard the Lord say to me, 'I'm preparing you.'"
She looked heavenward, adding, "I said, 'For what?'"  

I'm not sure she got a response.

We looked at each other.

Be careful what you pray might just get it!

I’m not the kind to pray for a specific outcome. I figure, who am I to dare tell God what to do?Instead, I pray for the gifts of the spirit: wisdom, understanding, courage, right judgment, knowledge, reverence and awe.

But on this particular day long ago, when my daughter Sara and I were visiting colleges, I broke the mold: I prayed for a parking space when we arrived at the university.
With 40,000 students and 10,000 parking spaces, I figured I needed a little divine intervention. Sure enough, we circled the congested parking lots only to find them crammed, until finally, among the last crowded rows, there was one narrow parking spot available.
“Take it!” Sara shouted.
I paused, surveying the space.
“I can’t fit my van in there,” I said.
“Yes, you can,” she said. “Just try!”
The lot, designed for petite Volkswagen beetles, was overcrowded. An enormous sport utility vehicle filled the space to my left. A shiny long green metallic pickup truck occupied the spot to my right. The thoug…

Sometimes God asks: Do you love me?

One day, years ago, our pastor asked me if I'd consider leading a small group bible study in our parish. Although it sounded interesting, I balked. What was he thinking? How much time would this take?
At the time, I had three kids who had to be driven to and from school everyday and a husband who traveled in business. I worked as an insurance consultant, co-led a Brownie troop, and after school, chauffeured my kids to cheerleading, horseback riding and gymnastics lessons. Life was busy.
So I had one question: "How much time will it take?"
"I don't know," the priest said. "There would be some prep time..." He cocked his head, deep in thought, and began calculating. 
I feared this commitment would demand too much time when suddenly, a scripture scene popped into my head. Jesus was asking Peter; "Do you love me?"   Peter's response: "Yes, Lord, You know I love you." Jesus: "Feed my sheep."   (John 21:17)
Standing there, pon…

Friday's Thoughts

Click here to pray this beautiful song Lord, I Give You My Heart by Michael W Smith.