Monthly Archives: June 2015

A Triumphant Song

“Who?  You?”

“You’ll never be able to play the piano again.”

My spirit cringed and I winced as I heard these words.

They were spoken with such finality. God knew how much playing the piano meant to me.

But something inside me refused to totally embrace them.

Not yet.

Not now

Maybe never.

No, it was too soon to tell

and my heart trusted in a Power beyond myself.

It had been a freak accident

that caused a huge hematoma on the back of my right hand.

I had been working in the kitchen preparing a meal of lasagna

and happened to crack my hand on the edge of the counter.

Instant pain had brought tears to my eyes

but of greater concern was the immediate swelling

that occurred before my eyes.

Through that night and into the following days

my throbbing huge hand grew to more than twice its normal size

limiting my activity and forcing me to change my daily routines.

Rest, ice, compression and elevation the doctor said.

But these questions continued to haunt me –

Would  I ever play the piano again?

Would I ever be able to do those runs

up and down on the keyboard? Would I be permanently limited?

I heard the negative word – never –

but I wondered

wasn’t it too soon to make that statement?

I prayed and waited and prayed some more.

I looked at my hand and felt discouraged.

I read in His Word and was stirred to hope.

Today although it’s been three years since that painful accident

I can still remember the battle in my mind.

Meditating on words of power and belief

Now unto Him that is able to do exceeding abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that worketh in us, Ephesians 3:20

Battling human reasoning –

glass half empty thinking.

It’s always that way, isn’t it?

We are surrounded by glass half empty thinkers –

Well meaning most of the time

but still not reckoning on the power of God.

When I play the piano today I am thrilled that my right hand

has fully recovered and is limber as ever.

It was not always that way.

No, for a space of about an age-long year or two

I struggled to play the piano.

Even a few notes hurt at first

but I kept playing.

Slowly at first and then with greater confidence.

Healing began to take place

and with the healing

my joy overflowed.

He still works.

He still heals.

He still restores.

Pray and wait and pray some more.

No, He doesn’t always restore here on earth

Sometimes, full healing is for heaven.

But  we can always trust Him to do exceedingly abundantly beyond all we can think or imagine

both now and forever more.

Listen to those words of power and let them sink deep within your soul.

Embrace them with all that you are.

His Power is greater than man can fathom.

His faithfulness is sure.

Believe in Him and keep your eyes on the Morning Star.

He is Who He says He is.

He does what He says He will do.

Think belief.

Talk faith.

Live out your faith with confidence.

His Power for your weakness.

His Power over-ruling everything.

Oh for a thousand tongues to sing my great Redeemer’s praise.

Let’s never forget the triumphs of His Grace. york beach 12












You Are Loved With An Everlasting Love

I came to know Elisabeth Elliot as a young girl growing up I Kansas City, Missouri.

I heard about the tragic death of her husband Jim and four others who served as a missionaries to the Auca Indians in Ecuador.

I heard how Elisabeth and her young daughter and the other widows remained in Ecuador continuing the work of reaching those people with the Gospel of Jesus Christ.

Time went by and a few years later I heard how she had married again.

From time to time I saw a book that she had written and bought it

longing to know more about this woman who stayed with the  people who had massacred her husband.

I knew in my heart that fear would have driven me home

but she had something more. Someone more.

“I have one desire now – to live a life of reckless abandon for the Lord, putting all my energy and strength into it.” – Elisabeth Eliot

I devoured her books – Let Me Be Woman, Passion and Purity, Through Gates of Splendor,

Shadow of the Almighty, Discipline – the Glad Surrender and many more.

Each book grew within me a greater understanding of faith, commitment, discipline and love.

I often listened to her radio program – Gateway To Joy.

always finding challenge and strength in her insights.

I’ll never forget reading A Chance to Die: The Life and Legacy of Amy Carmichael,

As I poured over those pages again and again I saw the need for complete surrender

to the One Who loves us beyond our ability to understand.

Slowly I was understanding my own need to step out beyond my own ability

and to trust Him with everything.

And when I did that I discovered joy.

A joy that flows deep within no matter what the circumstances

no matter how things work out.

Joy in simply trusting Him.

My life too became  an adventure of faith.

There was no turning back.

My writing career grew as I attempted to put into words my simple experiences of faith.

Doors opened for speaking and writing.

I’ll never forget the time I heard Elisabeth Eliot in person and spoke with her.

It wasn’t her personal style that touched me

or her particular way of speaking.

No, I was drawn by her boldness in proclaiming God’s Truth.

I can still hear her opening remarks “’You are loved with an everlasting love’..that’s what the Bible says  ‘and underneath are the everlasting arms.’”

Words cannot begin to express how grateful I am for the life and ministry of Elisabeth Eliot.

From her I learned a faith that leaps,

a heart that gives without counting the cost

and a hope that endures all earthly loss.

My loss in her earthly passing is her gain.

Our loss is heaven’s gain. I can only imagine……

A few of her quotes are –

There is nothing worth living for, unless it is worth dying for.

God never withholds from His child that which His love and wisdom call good. God’s refusals are always merciful—‘severe mercies’ at times, but mercies all the same. God never denies us our hearts’ desire except to give us something better.

The life of faith is lived one day at a time, and it has to be lived—not always looked forward to as though the ‘real’ living were around the next corner. It is today for which we are responsible. God still owns tomorrow.

Shining moments abound as we seek the Light. Elisabeth Elliot


Love Across The Storm


I’ve often looked out my window

and watched the rains pour

covering the earth with much needed moisture

for all the flowers to grow.

And my heart has sung songs of rejoicing

just thinking of the colorful blooms and fragrant flowers.

But when troubles abound and burdens are heavy

do I often think about the blessings to follow?

Sadly, I don’t.

But I’m beginning to see

that this is exactly what I need to do.

Yes, as those trials bear heavy on my weary soul

and it’s difficult to keep putting one foot in front of the other

and the rains of problems and difficulties increase

and the stormy challenges grow.

It is then that we must remember to think past the storm

and remember the flowers of blessings

To think beyond the burden to the fragrant graces that will surely come.

The Father blows His love across the storms in our lives

always bringing forth beauty and blessing to those who trust in Him.

How about you?

Do you see the possibilities?

The fruit?

The fragrant graces?

Look beyond the present problem

and see the fruit.

Join me, won’t you, in looking beyond the storm.

See His Love across the storm.

It makes all the difference.