The Trap That Gets You Every Time

It can paralyze you in minutes.

It can render you helpless, weak and confused.

It can steal the good and leave you with bad.

What am I talking about?

Worrying about what others are thinking.

I’ve been there and quite honestly

 I still need to deal with this at times.

It doesn’t matter what we do….

   or what we say…..

someone might criticize us.

That’s just life on planet earth.

Growing up many, many years ago I tended to be shy

and fearful.

I scrutinized the faces of people- family members, teachers, acquaintances etc

trying to see if they approved of me. What they were thinking.

Round and round my thoughts would go.

Always worried. Always uneasy. Always wrong in my thinking.

Because the truth is

   God knows us deeply – through and through –

Only He is worthy of our trust and adoration.

Only He knows us well enough.

People have their own issues. 

They struggle with their own insecurities but as long as

we put our confidence in them and how they see us

we will always be weak and confused.

Yes, it’s a futile battle, isn’t it?

But as we learn to live for the applause of One

 we will experience a peace that does pass understanding.

We can learn from the comments of others but live our lives for His approval.

Refuse to worry about the thoughts of others.

Stand tall. Stoop low as you serve. And give thanks for all.

So are you looking for ways to build more peace in your life?

Here it is.

Stop worrying about what others are thinking.

 And, I, for one, need the Lord to help me do this.

“The greatest prison people live in is the fear of what other people think.”

Proverbs 29:25 It is dangerous to be concerned with what others think of you, but if you trust the Lord, you are safe.

 

 

 

Never Alone

My knees shook as I quickly walked down the basement steps

carrying my Tiny Tears doll, my money jar and my Bible.

Outside the wind was howling and the rain was pelting.

Sirens wailed continuously.

Tornado!

Shortly before my family and I moved to Kansas City, Missouri,

a  tornado had touched down completely destroying the local high school.

I remember driving by the school shocked at the complete destruction.

But on this night just a few weeks  later

a tornado was seen heading our way.

There I sat in the corner listening to the raging storm outside

and praying. Desperately praying.

Only one word came to my mind that night so long ago.

“Help!”

Fear surrounded me. And silent terror only visible by my tightly gripped doll.

But in addition to the fear that night so long ago

was another feeling.

Comfort. Strange as it might seem I felt comforted.

What brought this nine year old girl comfort in the midst of the storm.

My Daddy.

There with us in the basement were my parents and two brothers.

Being together with my family while the winds howled outside and the sirens blared

brought a sense of calm

but

it was my Daddy’s presence that  gave me peace.

Fear and peace intertwined as it were giving a strange sense of danger under control.

My doll couldn’t help me.

All the money in my jar couldn’t help me.

My Bible reminded me of the unchanging Truth.

God was with me. No matter what.

And seeing my Daddy sitting across the room

and then watching him go up the stairs to check outside

gave me an amazing sense of peace in the chaos.

Somehow I knew on that stormy night so long ago

that my Daddy would take care of me.

The years have come and gone.

I’ve faced other storms. Threatening terror.

And again and again I’ve experienced the strong sense of a Presence

With me.

I know that the Lord cares for me. Watches over me. Protects me. Provides for me.

So even when fear starts to rise and I realize my weakness

I remember.

God is with me. He is with you.

We are never alone.

And we can trust Him.

Receive His Gift of Peace right now. No matter what you’re facing.

He will strengthen you so that you don’t have to go through it alone.

Open your eyes and see.

He is here.

 

Come Fly With Me, Won’t You?

When I was a child I used to want to fly.

So much.

Sometimes I would even jump off my bed longing to fly

when no one was looking.

But every time I painfully hit the ground awakening to the fact that

that I didn’t have the ability to fly.

I’d watch the birds with perfect faith wing their way to skies overhead.

I even remember going to the huge airport in Kansas City at eight or nine

 and watching the big planes take off and land.

Deep within me was a hunger for higher.

For more than walking on land.

 Then there was the time I boarded a gigantic plane to fly to Russia

on a mission to adopt my baby girl.

High above the clouds we flew that night-

for it was in the black of the night that that plane took off.

Above all the ‘how in the world are you’ questions..

Above my own fears and doubts.

Yes, there way up high I surrendered my fears to the Lord.

Whatever your Will is, Lord. I accept it. Your Will; not mine.

And with that unspoken surrender there was peace.

An amazing peace.

Yes, He has always provided.

Has always made a way where there seems to be no way.

Teaching me to wing my prayers to Him

And to receive the answers.

Rising above the earthly weights that can all too easily ground us.

You know – ‘You just can’t do it’.

‘Give up’. ‘It won’t work’.

‘Never. Never’. ‘It’s just not been done that way before’.

Weights that limit our imagination

And destroy faith that soars high.

Today I wandered by the old playground.

The one where my daughters used to laugh and play

and swing high to the moon and back.

My eyes fell on the childhood plane.

The one that they used to ride high into the sky

 and fly to Maine or Florida or China.

It’s looking older these days but still there for children to fly.

I thought to myself “You too can still fly.”

“Yes, you can.”    And then I had a little conversation with myself.

“Where would you like to go?” I wondered.

I have no idea but deep within is still that longing to fly high-

To soar above the clouds.

To do what might even seem impossible to others

Because God loves to do what seems impossible to us.

Yes, He still calls us to soar high with Him.

To use those wings of faith and pray prayers that move mountains.

He whispers that more things are possible than we can even imagine.

Much more.

So lets stir our faith and blow that dust off those dreams.

And let’s open our hearts to possibilities.

What would you do if you could do it?

Think long and hard. Let that thought stay with you for awhile.

And so will I.

Let’s keep flying, my friends.

For the Lord of life loves to lift us out of the here and now,

ordinary living

and breathe new ideas, fresh dreams within us.

Listen and follow.

You can trust Him to lead you safely.

 

God, my shepherd!
    I don’t need a thing.
You have bedded me down in lush meadows,
    you find me quiet pools to drink from.
True to your word,
    you let me catch my breath
    and send me in the right direction. Ps. 23:2 Message