Month: August, 2016

Waiting, Not Wasting

by mymorethanme

beach waiting“Therefore we do not lose heart, but though our outer man is decaying, yet our inner man is being renewed day by day. For momentary, light affliction is producing for us an eternal weight of glory far beyond all comparison, while we look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen; for the things which are seen are temporal, but the things which are not seen are eternal” (2 Corinthians 4:16-18).

A few weeks ago I was hit with a nasty case of food poisoning, which significantly affected my already compromised digestive system. I have been dealing with bacterial overgrowth in my small intestines for seven years, which has caused IBS discomfort, pain, and food intolerances, as well as (I believe) a variety of skin issues. Living with this digestive disorder has greatly impacted the lives of myself and my family. We know this sickness is not from God, and that He desires and is able to heal me. So, why the apparent delay?

The answer is, I don’t know. I don’t know why some are healed instantly, others are healed over time, and still others aren’t healed this side of heaven. I am sure there are many factors involved–some of which I’m fairly certain of, some I can guess at, and others I have no clue about. Read the rest of this entry »

Awaiting the Groom

by Dawn Aldrich

The Bride by Katharine Shilcut_Flickr.com_3368836744_76035d1f65_b

The Bride by Katharine Shilcut_Flickr.com_3368836744_76035d1f65_b

“The bridegroom was a long time in coming, and they all became drowsy and fell asleep. At midnight the cry went out ‘Here’s the bridegroom! Come out to meet him!’ ” Matthew 25: 5-6

Outside my second floor living room door there was a small, steep staircase that led me to the mostly empty attic. Smelling of cold, dry wood in winter I’d make my way up there to fill the time with great imaginings until my sisters came home from school or until my mother called me down for supper.

In one corner close to the stairway laid an old black trunk with a rounded cover and a big brass latch in front quite resembling a pirates’ chest. With my two, tiny, white hands I’d carefully lift that latch and open the cover to reveal the girly treasures inside: Mom’s old dresses, her beige tortoise shell high heeled shoes and sheer, white, summer curtains! Treasures indeed to a little girl who loved to play dress up and especially loved to play The Bride! My wardrobe was complete when I found some plastic flowers in a box nearby marked, “Christmas.”

I’d place my right hand on the stair rail to balance myself as I lifted feet into Mom’s shoes one at a time. With that accomplished I’d dig deep into the pocket of my play dress to find the bobby pins I’d stashed for the veil. Then pinning it atop my blonde crown I’d grab the plastic, Christmas bouquet and start to hum “Here Comes The Bride.” One shaky foot in front of the other I’d slowly clip-clop the entire length of the attic floor to where I dreamed my groom was waiting, wondering who it would really be someday.

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Waiting with God

by kerriebutterfield

Waiting Time by Craig Sunter flickr.com/20199477206_ce5b2885f1_z.jpg CC BY - ND 4.0

Waiting Time by Craig Sunter _flickr.com/20199477206_ce5b2885f1_z.jpg
CC BY – ND 4.0

Here’s what I’ve learned through it all: Don’t give up, don’t be impatient; Be entwined as one with the Lord. Be brave, courageous, and never lose hope. Yes, keep waiting— For He will never disappoint you!” Psalm 27:14
As I sat in the chair, mouth gaped wide open, and the dentist drilling away, Papa God began to speak to me. He said, “Kerrie, disappointment has caused cavities in your heart. I’m going to drill into your heart and fill them with goodness and hope and heal your heart.” The funny thing was I had been living with disappointment for so long, it had become familiar and normal, and I wasn’t even aware my heart was in decay.

Disappointment is when you stop believing in God’s ability to work things out for our good. You have underestimated the bigness of His goodness towards you because you have become heartsick and weary in waiting for goodness to appear.

I’ve spent some time in “disappointment-ville”. We’ve sold everything we own twice in our lives as we tried to obey and follow God. Read the rest of this entry »

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