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Merciful Days: What I Need


Neh 8v10Dinner time battle with the almost-3-yr-old. Him: “My body doesn’t need food.” Me: “Your body DOES need food to be strong and healthy.” Him: “Nope. My body needs toys.”

Yep.  Almost-three is a glorious age.  He makes me laugh.  And he makes me think. His funny commentary on life makes me think about important things.  Like whether I, too, prefer toys over food.

I mean, let’s be real.  I face this decision between toys and food in a hundred ways every day.

Something that will sustain me vs. Something that will be fun. What’s good for me vs. What’s exciting for me. Making medical bill phone calls vs. Having coffee with a friend. Beans and rice vs. Thai takeout. Nourishment vs. Entertainment. Essentials vs. Luxuries. Needs vs. Wants.

Please.  I want the fun choice every time.  Except I usually don’t choose fun because I’m responsible… or something. [Continue…]

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Saturday Derailed


I had dreamed BIG plans for today.  This is my first year of trying to establish some family traditions for Easter (Celebrating Easter).
– 9am: Family Pancake Breakfast
– 9.30am: Baby’s nap
– 11am: Easter Egg Hunt, Lunch and other Easter fun at our local Mall
– 1pm: Kids nap and hubby chill at home while I have a coffee date with one of my best friends
– 3pm: Family Easter preparations: cooking and decorating for Sunday
– 6.30pm: Fun dinner
– 7.30pm: Kids to bed
– 8pm: Movie at home date night

Doesn’t that sound like a great Easter Saturday?!

Then two big hiccups happened.

First, I forgot that my amazing and gifted husband was on the Easter set-up team.  He had to be at church at 8.30 this morning and will be home around lunch time.  He’ll be home around lunch time and then he has to go back at 8pm tonight.

Strike out: Family Breakfast, Family Easter Fun and Date night.  But, no worries.  I am a good “Adapter” (StrengthFinders). The kids and I can still do everything without him.  Not as great but still good.

Second hiccup: Sick daughter.  Out of now where she has a terrible cough and a fever.  The fever had broken yesterday afternoon and she had lots of energy for our Good Friday dinner with friends.  During the night the fever returned and is still with us 10 hours later.

Strike out: Pretty much everything else.  It’s 11am.  The Baby is refusing to take a morning nap, the sweet sicky is asleep on the couch, and instead of having Easter fun at the Mall I’m blogging about what should have been.

And now that I think about it: it’s actually the perfect way to spend Easter Saturday.  I’m getting a small (ok, tiny) taste of what the disciples and followers of Jesus felt on this Saturday.

They had huge dreams in their hearts about the kind of future the Messiah was going to bring them.

But Friday had ruined everything.

Peter probably was feeling like a disgusting failure: as he remembered over and over how he denied his Jesus.  The disciples must have had a million questions:  Did they really see all those miracles?  Was Jesus a fraud?  What would they do now?  The redeemed women may have wondered where they would go without this community of followers to be with… back to prostitution?

For years they had followed Jesus.  On Friday Jesus died. Then came a Saturday of no Jesus. A derailed, hiccupped, hijacked Saturday.

…it was the Sabbath, so they rested all that day as required by the law (Luke 23:56b)

And so they “rested”.  This is the Hebrew word hesuchazo which means: to keep quiet; to rest, cease from labour; to lead a quiet life, said of those who are not running hither and thither, but stay at home and mind their business; to be silent.

That Sabbath day would have been quite unique for those Jesus followers.  Prior to Jesus, Sabbath was a way to earn salvation.  With Jesus, Sabbath was a day to be with Jesus.  Now they were doing Sabbath without Jesus but in a whole new light.

So that’s what I’m doing today too.  Considering my Easter Saturday in a whole new light.  Considering the heart journey of the disciples that day.  And choosing to rest, not running hither and thither.  I’m so happy to say that I think I’ve found a new Easter Saturday tradition.

How is your Easter weekend? Have some plans? Discover something new?

Shuffle Day


As the seasons make their change, I’m forced to do a major shuffle.  It usually takes a whole day.  Sorting, bagging, laundry, boxes in and boxes out.

When we woke up this morning I realized it was time. Today is a shuffle day.

And so, while the kids were eating breakfast, I got their winter clothes sorted and bagged up to pass on.  During baby nap time, our 3-year-old and I sorted through the boxes of next size of hand-me-downs that have been living in the garage. Next step, laundry. Then shuffle-shuffle-shuffle everything around to their new spots.

I actually like this process. There are so many sweet memories attached to those little clothes that no longer fit my growing babies. I love this moment to remember. I need this moment to remember.

The pile of next size clothes is amazing. Our older cousins are perfectly spaced in size above our kids. Once again, we have more than enough clothes for the year ahead.  (Thank you Jehovah Jireh.)

Life is a constant metaphor for me. Today I can’t help but think about the shuffle of “me”. Seasons come and go. And when it’s time to make room for the new, I need to sort through and bag up some of the old.  There are things about me, that I’ve outgrown.  Thoughts, actions, ideals, dreams, pains, fears. They no longer fit.  And I see that my Father God has a huge pile of new things for me to try on and grow into.

And I think need to take the time to look at the things I’m letting go of.  It is not a shameful thing that I used to wear those things.  They were what I could wear in those days.  They were part of my journey.  And some are “standing stones” that display the goodness and majesty of God’s work in my life.  I should not despise them.  I should not forget them. It seems I need shuffle days for my life.

The words that come to mind are the words of prophetic encouragement to Zerubbabel in Zechariah 4:10 & 7.

Do not despise these small beginnings, for the LORD rejoices to see the work begin.  It is not by force nor by strength, but by my Spirit, says the LORD Almighty.

My Father God rejoices to see the small beginnings in my life. He celebrates my baby steps.  He celebrates me.  And the Truth is, my growth is not really in my own hands.  I’m definitely part of it, but His Spirit is the power by which I grow.  What an awesome hope I have.  I am not the creator of my own self.  Thank God!  Hmmm, I’m loving this shuffle day.

As I sorted the sizes, I came across a tag that said “One Size Fits All”.  In a kid’s sweater.  NOT TRUE!  There is no way that sweater fits ALL kids.  What a ridiculous claim.

And here’s the other metaphor that captured my heart today.  When it comes to my growth and walk with Jesus, it is not “one size fits all”. Other people may be wearing things that I am years from wearing. And vice versa. Just as we shouldn’t be ashamed of or belittle who we were, we shouldn’t use others as a measure.  There will always be someone “worse” and there will always be someone “better”.  Comparing ourselves with others is like constantly flipping a coin that delivers a verdict of self-justification on one side and self-condemnation on the other.  That is no way to live.  My worth and journey is not affected by the lives of others.  My worth and journey is found only in Jesus.

Be sure to do what you should, for then you will enjoy the personal satisfaction of having done your work well, and you won’t need to compare yourself to anyone else. For we are each responsible for our own conduct.   (Galatians 6:4-5)

Ooooh, I’m loving this shuffle day.  My heart is full of life and hope because of who I was, who I am, and who I am becoming.

How are you? Do you need some time to think about your journey?  To celebrate your journey and make room for the new season God has for you?  Do you need a shuffle day?