Midweek Morsel: When God’s Laws Are Being Broken

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“It is time for you to act, O LORD; your law is being broken.” Psalm 119:126

Are you heartsick over how many in our nation—leaders included—have forsaken God’s righteous laws as revealed in his Word, The Holy Bible? Do you shake your head in disbelief over sinful attitudes and behaviors that many now support as acceptable or even admirable?

If so, please add the verse above to your prayer arsenal. When we see God’s laws being broken—whether in our lives, the lives of those we know and love, or in the wider populace of our nation—let’s go to God in prayer.

Let’s plead with God to act—to open eyes to the wrong being done, to correct, to bring about a return to his standards and his holy ways. Let’s ask him to act in his righteousness. It’s time.

“Streams of tears flow from my eyes, for your law is not obeyed.” Psalm 119:136

*What are some effective ways to do battle prayer over the laws of God being broken?

*Flickr photo by Vinoth Chandar, Creative Commons License

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Distracted by Grief

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Since my mom’s death on October 21, I’ve found myself distracted by grief time and again. At times—and especially in the early days—I’ve found it hard to concentrate, even to the point of losing all focus on whatever my current task may be. I’m sure many of you have experienced the same during seasons of loss and grief.

Some small remembrance sparks thoughts of Mom, and sadness creeps in again and distracts me with the reality of my loss. Sometimes my mind jumps back into those first traumatic days, and before I know it, I’m reliving the accident, the hospital, the painful goodbyes. Other less intense times, the simplest of things has triggered sweet memories but with the ache of loss attached now. Both types of memories have sidetracked me from whatever I’m doing or thinking or feeling at any given moment.

Last month I even had trouble focusing on and experiencing the joy of Christmas worship the way I normally do. About ten days before Christmas, though, the Lord used the lyrics of “Joy to the World” to remind me that every heart needs to prepare him room—even the hearts of those who are grieving. I felt a greater freedom then to enter into the joy of celebrating his birth. (I’m sure I’m not alone, but I almost felt guilty if I started to feel happy—like I was forgetting my mom. But I think that’s probably a normal part of grieving, too.)

Naturally, I’ve experienced different distraction levels as the grief process has progressed. Of course in those first days, I was sidetracked by grief numerous times throughout the day and had difficulty turning my mind back to other things. Now, even though the grief distractions don’t happen as often and I’m able to refocus more quickly, they do indeed still happen, and I still find myself blindsided by sadness at times.

I’ve felt the Lord’s presence with me through it all, though, assuring me that it’s alright—that he understands and that right now he doesn’t expect me to feel and respond in all the ways I normally would. What comfort there is in his understanding presence.

If you happen to be distracted by grief or some other situation that seems overwhelming, take heart. The intensity levels will lessen with time, and best of all, there is a Savior and Friend who will walk through it all with you. A Savior and Friend who will understand. Why not lean on Him?

“Great is our Lord and mighty in power; his understanding has no limit.” Psalm 147:5

*How can we encourage those who are walking through different phases of grief?

*Flickr photo by Hannah Nicole [Aspire]

Christmas Poem 2013: When Christmas Changes

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My tradition of writing an original Christmas poem lives on, friends. After losing my mom unexpectedly on October 21st because of injuries she sustained in a car accident, I didn’t know if I’d be able to write a Christmas poem this year. I usually write my poem in October or early November to help take the pressure off closer to the holidays, but could I do that this year? I could write a poem about grief, but one about Christmas? I wasn’t so sure about that.

God is good, though. When I turned to him for help, he graciously gave it. Just eight days after Mom went home to heaven, God helped me write the poem below. I pray it holds just the message that someone needs to hear this holiday season.

I’ll be taking a blogging break until the first of the year—unless I hop on here to share a photo. May you enjoy sweet times with loved ones and have a truly blessed celebration of our Savior’s birth, my friends. Enjoy the poem—and see you in 2014!

     When Christmas Changes

Christmas looks different to me this year
Maybe to you as well,
Life’s changes have me looking back
Have me caught in nostalgia’s spell.

Yearning for sweet times gone by
My memories become treasure,
I’ll savor and safe-keep them
For future joy and pleasure.

And though my heart may ache with loss
While looking back today,
I’ll turn my eyes to Jesus Christ
I’ll look to Him and say:

“Christmas on earth may change, my Lord,
But You are forever the same,
My Savior, my Friend, my Comfort, my Guide,
Ever worthy of worship and praise.”

“Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever.” Hebrews 13:8 NIV

*In loving memory of my mother, Charlene Hoy.

*Have you gone through a year when Christmas changed for you? How did God help you?

*Flickr photo by State Farm, Creative Commons License

Midweek Morsel: When Life Doesn’t Make Sense

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“When I tried to understand all this, it was oppressive to me till I entered the sanctuary of God . . .” Psalm 73:16-17a

Since the earliest of times, people have been grappling with situations in life that just don’t make sense. Natural disasters, loved ones taken much too early, infertility, injustices of all sorts. The list goes on. The whole issue of why bad things happen to good people is nothing new to our generation.

In the verse above, the Psalmist Asaph, like many people today, struggled to understand why the wicked prospered. The whole dilemma was oppressive to him—until he entered the sanctuary of God. What happened then? The last half of verse 17 tells us that then he understood their final destiny.

When we’re burdened and discouraged and life doesn’t make sense, let’s remember to turn to God—to enter his sanctuary. Everything may not be made plain to us, but God will give us a fresh perspective and help us understand. He will give the peace we need to carry on.

“The Lord is good to those whose hope is in him, to the one who seeks him.” Lamentations 3:25

*How has God helped you when you’ve entered his sanctuary?

*Flickr photo by pdbreen, Creative Commons License

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Balm to a Broken Heart

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It’s no secret to most of you that I’ve been dealing with a broken heart the past few weeks. For those who don’t know, I lost my mom unexpectedly a few weeks ago as a result of injuries she sustained in a car accident.

My heart—and the hearts of our entire family—also sustained injury. They’ve been pierced and torn in two by the grief of losing Mom. My poem “Fragile” gave a glimpse into what that grief has looked like in my life and how God is helping me through it.

Today I’d like to tell you how God has applied balm to my broken heart and show you what it has looked like. It has looked like you. It has looked like every person who has reached out to me and my family in love.

Yes, God has ministered to me through his Word and through music, but the main avenue of healing balm has come through caring people—through words and gestures of concern and love.

Every word, every touch has been balm to my broken heart. Some of you came to be with us, to stand with us, to listen to us, to cry with us. Others sent cards or plants or flowers. Some gave practical gifts like food, stamps, and cash. And countless others showed their support and promises of prayer through comments and “likes” on Facebook or here on my blog. Each gesture has given comfort.

Thank you, friends, for showing your love and support. If you’ve ever wondered if a few words or a card or a comment on Facebook can help someone who is grieving, let me assure you they can. Each one makes a difference.

So join me, won’t you? Let’s be balm to the broken hearts around us. Let’s make a difference.

He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.” Psalm 147:3

*When has God used others to apply balm to your hurting heart?

*Flickr photo by Nina Matthews Photography, Creative Commons License

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