Take Control, When You Can

Calling all control freaks! Calling all control freaks! I think I could write a thesis on thinking that I am in control, then God having to reveal to me that He is ultimately in control, again and again.  This is sort of my story and song. God has had to remind me over and over, “I am the Alpha and Omega, Mo.” Actually, though this may seem tough for some of us leader/type A people to hear, it actually is comforting to me. Revelation 1:17 says, “Then He placed His right hand on me and said: “Do not be afraid. I am the First and the Last.”

Here is what the past week has felt like to me, CHAOS! Well, to those of you type B, laid back people, it would probably have been completely fine, going with the flow and just seeing how the next moment presents itself. Well, for me, it’s not so easy. I have started my days like I always do; caffeinated and Christ-centered. I have written out my to-do’s for the day, and began my day thinking that these to-do’s might actually all happen and in the order that I wrote them. Well, this week, a lot of these things happened, but it sort of felt like they happened the way I make goulash, all jumbled in together simmering over the heat.

My past few days I have been running down hill in the ministry. Of course, just like I always have done in the past,  I have said yes to things quickly before consulting God and because I will not break my word, these tasks have bugged me while I have been doing them, just to check them off my list.

I’ve had to do my normal tasks I am responsible as a wife, mother and ministry leader, but I’ve added in a few extras just thinking, “Oh, I got this. I’m a good time manager.” Then, boom, God shows me that I am 45 and not 25 and I have to start practicing more wisdom as my hair gets grayer, and my skin gets more freckly.

I’ve found myself twice this week at the end of the day, just craving my bed, and wanting to start over tomorrow with a better plan. Only to sit quietly before God and say, “Yes Lord, your will be done. Not mine.” I get it, I get it. God is right. I need to get wisdom. I need to say “NO!” I need to be still.

So, today, I’m doing what God has called me to do. I’m sitting in my pajamas, writing. I have two chapters to write in my next book, and they aren’t going to write themselves if I get distracted and say yes to other things. I’m going to catch up on my study and my laundry. Because when I get behind on both of those things, things start getting kind of smelly around here.

Yes Lord! You are boss.


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It’s Never Too Late!

I had a terrible dream last night. It woke me up out of a sound sleep and had me shaking like a leaf. I dreamt that me and a couple people were on top of a roof and the next thing I know, my Sara walked straight off the top and was plunging to the ground. It was almost as if she was in slow motion as I desperately screamed her name then immediately closed my eyes and kept praying, “God, provide a pool. God provide a pool. God provide a pool.” I opened my eyes to look down and see Sara land in an above ground pool and stand up as if she hadn’t jumped at all.

Oh my friend, this dream had me shaking so hard, when I woke up I had to go in and hug my daughter. I kept whispering to her, “I love you so much. I love you so much.” I’m sure she was like, “Ok, mama, can I go back to sleep now?” When she woke up and was eating breakfast, I had already had my bible study and had spent my time with The Lord, but God waited until I was talking to her at the breakfast table to begin to show me in the Spirit what that dream sort of meant. I said, “Sara, it was terrifying, when I saw you jump, but I realized, it wasn’t too late to pray.” Immediately I said, “Ooh, ya, that’s good.” Sara just smiled and kept eating her cereal.

Oh friend, has someone you love, jumped off a spiritual roof of some sort? Are you in the middle of a spiritual fall or pit? Do you feel yourself sinking or falling? Let me say to you right now, take heart, it’s not too late to pray. It’s not too late to ask God for a pool to land in. I don’t know what in my subconscious made me think, an above ground pool would save someone who fell off a skyscraper? But, that was what I prayed for over and over, and in my dream,  God made it so.

Guess what? God saves us over and over from falls that should take us out. It’s called grace. His perfect and amazing grace provides pools for us when we take stupid, leaps and falls in the natural. I feel like God wanted me to tell people, it’s never too late. It’s never too late to pray. It’s never too late to believe for a miracle. It’s never too late to ask God to catch us from our fall. It’s never too late to allow God to reach His loving arm into the pit that we have flung ourselves into and pull us out. Oh friend, it’s not too late to ask God to provide a pool.

Miracles sometimes happen at the 11th hour, when no one can get the credit and glory, but God. Are you at the 6th or 7th hour, wondering if God will come? Don’t give up. He may just be waiting to reveal His glory right at the last second, so you will see His hand in it. God did this with His friend Lazarus in the bible who was sick and dying. Jesus waited until he died to go to him so that He could raise him from the dead. Why didn’t Jesus show up earlier? John 11:14-15 Jesus says to his disciples,  “14 So then he told them plainly, “Lazarus is dead, 15 and for your sake I am glad I was not there, so that you may believe. But let us go to him.” God wanted to do an 11th hour miracle here, for the sake of the disciples faith.  I guess I would even call this one a 12th hour miracle, since He had to do a resurrection. Guess what? God can resurrect your mess too. God can say to you, “Get up! Take off your grave clothes and come out.” Just like He did for Lazarus.

Sister, brother, friend, it’s not too late to ask God for a pool. Trust Him today. Don’t quit.


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Who Cut In On You?

I have spent today resting my body and resting in The Lord. Does it soound silly that I listed both kinds of resting? Well, it’s exactly what I have been doing. The thrift shop has been so busy lately, Praise God, but with busyness sometimes comes exhaustion. I got home yesterday from a weekend sale that we had been running that went really well. The store was hopping, people were in and out, shopping, smiling, visiting. It was really fun. But, once Sunday afternoon closing time came, my adrenaline had plum run out.

I sat down on the couch, looked at Tommy as if to say in my country sort of way, “I’m fin to drop.” He turned on March Madness basketball on the TV and I fell asleep for a nap. Well, today the store was closed and I knew that I not only needed to stay home and rest, I also needed to saturate myself in The Lord. I turned on the Christian TV station as I started cleaning my closet this morning and I just asked God to wash over me with His Word.

I studied today, I prayed, I watched what I was eating today as the busyness of life had stolen my good eating habits for the last few days. I dedicated this day to cleaning my house and cleaning my Temple. Well, just a few minutes ago, I felt God say to me, “Who cut in on you?” I sat down for a second and wrote it in my journal, and I immediately knew what God was talking about. He was talking about my race.

You see, the Apostle Paul talks about our lives as a spiritual race that is to be run. He says that we are to run like we want to win. “Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize? Run in such a way as to get the prize.” 1 Corinthians 9:24. Well, lately, I have to admit, I’ve been running all over the place, but quite honestly, I feel like I’m sprinting but struggling finding the finish line. I feel like I’m running sprints in all different directions. Not bad directions, but lots of directions.

The truth is, I find so much peace at the altar of The Lord. When I spend my days completely plugged into Him I am able to hear His voice so clearly, I can recognize when He downloads to me material for my writing and I can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one with my shield of faith much more quickly. But, when I let the altar on my heart grow dim it takes a lot more than a spark to get it going than it would if I was tending to it continually.

Today I stoked the spiritual fire of my heart and I didn’t let it go out. Fears that had been attempting to steal my joy lately, melted away quickly with the fire of The Word. My body began feeling healthy again as I was able to rest in His presence and receive His healing. I set my mind on things above again and off of all of the negative things that have been trying to rent space in my brain. I renewed my mind all day and I realized the second God spoke that to me and why He did.

You see, when God asked, “who cut in on you?” I knew what He meant.  The spirit of busyness cut in, the spirit of distractions cut in, the spirit of fear cut in. These three runners in the race of life (who are dedicted to beating me),  have a way of cutting me off and getting me running in wrong directions spiritually sometimes.  Oh I am still sprinting, but I find myself on wrong tracks and I seem to rely on defense mechanisms, and old habits to keep in the race. When God has already taught me correct racing procedures, that I simply have dropped along the way.

When these three destructive spirit’s cut in on me I forget to fix my eyes on Jesus the Author and Pioneer or our faith. When these spirit’s cut in on me, I forget to think Heavenly thoughts and not about this fallen world and all that is wrong with it. When these spirit’s cut in on me I forget to run my race, as to get the prize. I forget that the goal is victory, when I’m on the wrong track, I am perfectly happy with the participation ribbon. But, God wants me to be running like I know I am a winner. He wants me running knowing that victory is already mine and I just need to just push my chest out and run through that finish line.

You see, we all are going to finish our race someday and I want to be like the Paul who said in 2 Timothy 4:7, “I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.” I want to fight the good fight of faith with the intention of knocking the enemy out cold. I want to run the race marked out for me unaffected by all of those ugly spirits that try to push me off course and knock me down. I want to stand before my Maker someday ready to receive the victors crown.

Spirit of distraction, you will not cut in on me. Spirit of fear, you will not cut in on me. Spirit of busyness, you will not cut in on me. I will continue to run with my eyes on the prize which is Jesus and I am going to finish my race, and finish well. How about you? Who has cut in on you? untitled



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An Angel to Me

I spoke on stage yesterday and just like he always does, the enemy attacked me right after with “feelings” of inadequacy. Usually I can count on the adrenaline of the evening masking his immediate attack until at least we get home and I sit on the couch for a second and get quiet.  But, this month, he struck right after I got off stage.

I questioned the effectiveness of the message, how my delivery looked, whether it helped anyone or not, and so much more. Every time one of these negative thoughts came, I kept rebuking it quietly and pressing on. I slept like a baby as I was very tired from speaking. I was thankful to God for restful sleep.

This morning, encouraging messages came across my Facebook page and by text. I just kept thanking God for His attention to my feelings. He knew I needed these and I kept thanking the person for their encouragement and thanking God for how much He loves me.

If God’s love towards me wasn’t enough, I think He wanted to supernaturally bless my socks off today.  I don’t normally listen to myself teach. It’s uncomfortable. But, today God and Tommy encouraged me to listen to the message that was recorded from last night. As it may help me quiet some of the insecurities.  I was putting away groceries and starting tonight’s dinner so I decided to hit play.

After I listened to my message, I went and took my dog Tyco for a walk. I said out loud, “God, thank you for making me listen.” The Holy Spirit said, “It didn’t look as bad as it felt, did it?” I said, “No God, thank you!” Here’s the thing. Giving a message can sometimes feel a lot more at ease than other times. Sometimes the anointing can be so strong that I feel a Holy Ease through the entire message, but, sometimes, it’s work. Sometimes I’m more thirsty and my mouth is dry, more nerves kick in and  sometimes I just have to press. Last night was one of those times. But, God showed me, it didn’t come across as strained as it felt. I just thanked him and kept walking Tyco.

Tyco and I started up our normal path for our walk when a man came walking straight at us on the sidewalk from the other direction. I thought to myself, I’ll keep walking towards him then when he gets close I will walk on the grass so he isn’t afraid of Tyco. The man decided to walk to the other side of the road instead. As he was crossing I smiled at him and  he asked, “Hey, aren’t you on that church TV station?” I said, “Yes.” He said, “I watch it all the time.” I thanked him. Then immediately I looked up to the sky and thanked God.

I thought to myself. I wonder if he is an angel. You know, I’ve never seen this man walking our neighborhood before. Today was the first time, and quite honestly, God’s timing was as perfect as it always is. This man’s encouragement was so heartwarming and opposite of everything my “feelings” were screaming at me. It was obvious, God set it up. I’m just over the moon in love with God. He heart is so kind. His plan is so amazing, His Perfect love is beyond compare, and His timing is absolutely perfect.

Was he an angel? I really don’t know. But, he sure was an angel to me.


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When The Lord Calls Your Child

Luke 1:15-19

“for he will be great in the sight of the Lord. He is never to take wine or other fermented drink, and he will be filled with the Holy Spirit even before he is born. 16 He will bring back many of the people of Israel to the Lord their God. 17 And he will go on before the Lord, in the spirit and power of Elijah, to turn the hearts of the parents to their children and the disobedient to the wisdom of the righteous—to make ready a people prepared for the Lord.”

I cannot imagine how amazingly powerful it must have been the day that Zechariah received the news that John The Baptist was conceived in his once perceived, barren wife Elizabeth’s womb. Of course he must have felt a little confused as to why God would wait until later in life for them to bear children. He probably questioned if he had heard God wrong. I’m sure he was a little weirded out to say the least. No matter how Zechariah felt, the truth is, John was to be born and not only that, he was to be born extremely special. He was to be a  promised prophet who would be born with The Holy Spirit inside of him.

I know as parents, we all think that our child is amazing. We all look at our children with rose-colored glasses, but the truth is, there has not been another child born like John. John had the Holy Spirit even from birth. All of us, must surrender to Christ before we receive His Spirit. Even Jesus said, “Of those born of women, there has never been one greater than John The Baptist.” That’s not too bad when The King of Kings, Jesus says that about you.

I just can’t help but think how Zechariah and Elizabeth must have felt awaiting John’s arrival and also daily raising him. I mean, they had received news from Heaven that their son wasn’t just to be the apple of their eye, he was also highly favored in glory. He was to carry a calling that wouldn’t always be accepted, would be regarded as strange and weird to many, and would eventually, cost him his life. How do you process this as a mother? As a father?

I think about my own children. As I watch them grow up in Christ, I’m humbled by their faith. My Sara’s  diligence to studying the Word is beyond my level of discipline. My Elijah’s prayer life is powerful. He speaks to God like He’s actually in the room, like we all should. Yesterday, I had an encounter with God where I believe I heard Him say, “I’ve trusted them with you. Guard what I have deposited.” I can honestly say, I wept.

You see, it’s one thing to know you have a mission set forth by God. It is one thing to know that you have received the ministry of reconciliation. We all have. It’s one thing to be obedient to what God is calling you to do. But, to be responsible to do everything in your power to protect the calling that your children have received, now that takes a whole new level of obedience. To me, that takes a lot more glass house living. That takes a lot more casting your cares on the Lord. That takes a lot more trusting God for everything. That takes a lot more prayer, study, serving and devotion. Keeping the Holy Spirit’s  fire stoked in your household because you are focused on watching your children take their rightful place at the table, is a zillion times more exciting to me than a lifetime of best sellers.

Our children all have a calling.  God has a plan for all of their lives. God has plans to prosper them, not to harm them, plans to give them hope and a future. And, then they will see that their children have a calling.  Luke 1:50 says, “His mercy extends to those who fear Him, from generation to generation.”

Yes, as a mother, it is my utmost privilege to guard the deposit that God has made on the inside of them. I am so grateful to God for this. As the words of Elizabeth spoke, “The Lord has done this for me.” Luke 1:25

There’s nothing better than being a mom.



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Shine Light on It!


I’ve been struggling lately on social media. Surprised? This old country girl is annoyed with pop culture? I’m sure you’re like, oh here she goes….

But the truth is, I’m so very thankful for social media as a means to teach The Word, encourage others and share truths with those that I can’t reach face to face, but sometimes it can really annoy me.

Does the world annoy me? Nope! I can’t judge the world, they are lost. I get annoyed with public Christian authors and leaders who get so sidetracked by the enemy with things like current events, politics and social issues, that they forget they have a calling, to preach, write and teach.

I literally have decided that I can’t go on Twitter looking for podcasts from some of my favorite teachers because what I keep finding lately is harsh, condemning words  aimed at political agendas, World leaders and Hollywood stars. The truth is many of our teachers are leaving us students of the Word starving for bread because they are busy feasting themselves on world issues.

Am I tempted to join in? Oh heck no! The Apostle Paul says in 1 Corinthians 5:12, “What business is it of mine to judge those outside the church? Are you not to judge those inside? God will judge those outside.”

We Christians need to stop getting our feathers all ruffled every time something in Washington doesn’t go our way or someone in Hollywood lets us down, no matter how many times we’ve sipped coffee watching them on TV imagining we’ve made some sort of emotional connection to them. Because here’s the thing! They are lost. They need Jesus! They need healing. They need salvation. They need our prayers and they need the Word. Guess who is supposed to be writing and teaching The Word? Authors and Bible Teachers! When we get political and judgemental, we lose a chance to help. We lose a chance to love. We lose a chance to shine light. Guess who will be held accountable for that? Us!

Christians, when this dark world saddens us, when the greed and sexual immorality and idolatry and sin of this world hurts us, when the issues of this world begin to weigh on us, we are called to shine light.

We are light shiners! We are joy bringers! We are hope restorers! We are Christ Sharers! How about we stop the tweets about the mess and preach a message? Because we have the most amazing message to preach. “Christ came into this world to save sinners of whom I was the worst.”



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Choose Happy!

Today, I am going to put a little extra butter on my toast, because it makes me happy.

Today, I am going to wash my dog and take her for a run to dry, because it makes me happy.

Today, I am going to weed my garden and trim some fresh flowers for the table, then cool off in my pool,  because gardening and swimming  make me happy.

Today, I am going to make a stew and simmer it on the stove for dinner, because when my house smells yummy it makes me happy.

Today, I am going to work on a couple of pieces of writing God has given me, because writing makes me happy.

Today, I am going to catch up on laundry and cleaning, because housework makes me happy.

Today, I am going to take my vitamins and probiotics, because healthy living makes me happy.

Today, I am going to watch “It’s Supernatural” while I eat lunch, because experiencing the supernatural power of God makes me happy.

Today, I’m going to text my hubby and kids just to let them know I love them, because they make me happy.

Today, I’m going to thank God that someday I get to go to Heaven, because the hope of Heaven truly makes me happy.

Today, I am going to choose happy. Do you know that happiness is a choice? It’s a daily choice. Our happiness does not depend on our circumstances, it depends on our mind-set. I have learned to set my mind and keep it set, whether the enemy tries to make it his playground or not. It’s my mind, and I get authority over it. So do you.

Today, choose happy.

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