Enough with the Rain already

Man the only saying, "when it rains it pours" is right! After practically no moisture from the heavens during the winter, spring and most of the summer, the skies opened up this week. Today I woke to the sound of torrential rains outside, Thunder and the flash of lightning. Just the kind of day to stay in, sleep late and journal. Only the kids had to go to school and someone thought it would be a great idea for us to pray at the property we are going to be building our new church building on. Okay, I'm not going to say it was a bad idea. But I think anytime you have to get up early and go out in the rain, it's just not good. But I committed to God and to my fellow Pray-ers, that I'd be there. I can't help but feel God owes me one, though. (like creation and the cross weren't enough. :) ) Oh well, Maybe I'll get another day like today next week when we're not praying out there and I can go back to bed after the kids. Well, I had a lot more to sayt, mainly on the love of god, but for some reason, I can't get a "return" to work down to a new paragraph. So forget it. I'll try to give my heavy, revvy about the love of God from the book of Ezekiel tomorrow. Love lots! T

Watering the Ground

Preaching alert!!!!!

Folks, we have had rain. FINALLY Winter was dry (which I didn't mind because I am a weather WIMP), spring was dry, and summer has been painfully dry. Guess what? I wanted to live in the desert I WOULD. But I live in Missouri. The beautiful, green Ozarks that are depressingly BROWN.

This past Sunday evening I heard a great message about allowing God to water our dry hearts with His Word. Its about barrenness and how even if a seed is planted, it will be fruitless without water to make that seed grow. I've been thinking about all the great seeds that have been planted into my life and how often I go days without allowing God to water those seeds. Busyness replaces my time with the Lord. I become more like Martha than Mary and work instead of fellowshipping. It's no wonder my edges get a little hard and brittle, my countenance a little dull.

This past week we've had rain. Substantial rain. I walked outside today and had to praise the Lord as I looked at my green lawn (although my son might not be happy to have his mowing break over).

I've recommitted to allowing the Lord to soften the ground of my heart with his Word.
And BTW, Mom, you forgot my birthday. :)

I'm alive!

Man, I had no idea when I blogged last that it would be almost a month before I got back to it!
This month has been cra-a-a-azy. First I had to finish up a manuscript (what's new, right?), then immediately began preparing for a face-to-face meeting with a couple of my ACFW board members to iron out some details that were LONG overdue. Then school preparation began. Shopping for clothes, shoes and supplies for 4 kids. OY now I get why old mother Hubbard just got fed up and whipped them all soundly and put them to bed. Where are the days when my kids loved every outfit I picked out for them? What do teens know about what looks good anyway? And why do I sound so old? I'm cool right? Oh, brother.

OH and I NEVER thought I'd buy jeans brand new that are bleach stained. No kidding. It looks like drip drops of bleach fell on them in the wash. And ripped jeans. Good grief. But heaven forbid the kids should walk into school with jeans that have no holes or bleach spots. They might be banned socially. Then I'd have to spring for therapy. At least we hit some awesome sales.

Gearing up for ACFW conference. YIPPEE!! And Oh-me. :) Lots to do still and could use prayer for guidance wisdom, and energy. This is my first year as president. And I have duties I've never had to deal with before. My very wise Publicity Officer, Mary Griffith said of our organization that God has placed everything we need right in our hands. I believe that on a personal level also. Everything I need to accomplish my duties as president and worship leader are already in my hand. :) I just talked myself into peace. Thanks God.

Well, tonight is open house and I'm still in PJs because I woke up this morning and went right to work on ACFW business. Praise God for this opportunity to serve Him and ACFW. I will always cherish this time.

Shower's calling!