Never Enough - Faith & Grace

Quiet Since I have not had much of a voice for almost two weeks… ‘Quiet’ triggers a very real mix of emotions for me. At times in the past I have longed for quiet… as there seems to be rest, comfort, and sometimes ease away from noise. I have longed for simple-ness quiet brings. I have desire the stillness that accompanies quiet. Most of us are aware of the stillness of quiet. As I conclude another week of being unable to talk clearly… quiet is a real frustration to me. You see as important as it is to speak to be understood not to be heard… when you have the inability to physically talk for a long period of time, I, myself, reach a point where I just want to be heard, noticed, acknowledged, and/or understood. MAYBE even to be able to talk just because… to not have to pick and choose my words selective or always consider when I’m going to force my voice the hardest.  Being without a physical voice is a quiet demand your body makes of you with no regard to work commit...

Time is the essence of bittersweet… A work day is long... A vacation day isn't long enough... We spend our childhood rushing time so we can grow up... We spend our adulthood wishing time would slow down so we can stay young... As young professionals we are told we need more time to qualify for such and such... As older professionals we are told we have too much time under our belts for ______ ... I believe time could definitely be viewed as a double edged sword. Time is a hard concept. Consider how long it takes a child to reach his or her first understanding of time. Now, consider how even as adults we often say 'I don't understand where the time goes'. Time is fleeting. Beyond our control. Beyond our grasp. I am thankful the Bible teaches us about time. Ecclesiastes 3:1 "There is a time for everything; and a season for every activity under the Heavens." I could spend numerous words and blog posts on this one verse. Today I just want t...

First... hmm.... My husband’s favorite bible verse is Matthew 6:33 “Seek ye first the kingdom of God and all these things will be added to you.” When I hear the word 'first' that is where my mind immediately goes.  'Seek ye first the kingdom of God' I desire to rise early and call to God first. I want to be in His word first. I pray I will earnestly seek Him first. As choices arise and opportunity comes by, may I first look to Him. As decisions are made, I pray I turn to Him first. As thoughts linger near, I pray I give all to Him. As moments come both large and small, may I fully enjoy them all because I am looking to my Creator first. What do I want to come first in 2016? His way. His truth. His light. May I not walk according to my desires. May I not rely on truth as I see it. May I not attempt to be separate from Him. He is the way, the truth, the light. May He come first. No, that sounds too passive. May I put Him first...

Table A chance to talk, A chance to discover, A chance to discuss this walk together. A table is one of the most sacred places to me… It was over the table at Memaw’s that I learned love, fellowship, and more than any other thing - grace. It was at my mom’s table where homework, school projects, and family dinners took place. It was at the communion table where I was truly taught what sacrifices Christ made for me. Less than a week ago my husband and I decided we need to get back to our dining table. I was pleasantly surprised by my husband’s suggestion, and then I was utterly shocked to realize how long it had been since we had been there together. Time at the table feeds your soul like few other spaces can. I believe it really helps you, prepares you for all of life’s weather. As we make an effort to go back to our table together, I pray the Holy Spirit will join us when we gather there. My most favorite time is at the table in fellowship with...

Doubt Such a strong word to be so short… Perhaps like dynamite…a mighty blast for a small package. Ironically, doubt works like that too… it needs very little to explode. Doubt is a dweller… Doubt dwells… waiting for a time to sneak in and remind me. Past failures, current-strife’s, never-has-been’s, and never-will-be’s. Doubt is definitely of the devil. No glorifying persona. Doubt is that little lie that is told over and over whether it begins in my heart or in my mind I’m not sure… but it doesn’t stop at its root… it spreads like monkey grass… or a wild fire. And oh how my flesh loves to fan that flame… the world pours on the kerosene… Doubt really is a huge weakness of mine. If I could learn to not let doubt dwell…rising above the occasionally doubt might not be so hard… winning the constant every day every minute battle of doubting is a never ending battle. Lord, may I focus on victory through your son Jesus. May I dwell in Your mighty power, your ev...