Can I tell you about my BFF?

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Last week, I wrote to you about the unmistakeable sign God sent me at a writers’ conference I attended the weekend before. He was telling me to “Forgive,” by placing that word in hard, cold metal form on a table with my name pointing to it. If you haven’t had a chance to read the post, you may want to check it out before reading on.

This week, I’d like to tell you about a second sign: the name of God on the paper where conference organizers had taped my name. As I mentioned last week, a prayer room was lined with tables where we could find our names attached to a sheet of paper with one of the names of God, such as Adonai, El-Shaddai, Elohim, and Yahweh. Here’s what I saw:

My name taped to the top of this page;
Jehovah-Shammah, the Lord my companion

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The unmistakeable sign

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I couldn’t ignore it even if I had wanted to. The sign was so obviously for me. I knew my name would be there.

Have you ever asked God to send you a sign? And followed up with, “And please, God, make it an unmistakeable one?” The movie “Bruce Almighty” has a scene that speaks to any of us who have ever asked God for a clear signal of what we should do. I can relate to Bruce begging for a sign from God and then ignoring the very clear signs He sends. Here’s a clip, just in case you haven’t seen the movie.

I attended She Speaks this past weekend, a fantastic conference for Christian women who want to write or speak or develop a women’s ministry to share God’s messages of love, hope and healing to the world.

I had prayed and prayed and prayed some more, and my friends and family had surrounded me in prayer leading up to the conference, too. I hadn’t especially prayed for any signs, though. But God still smacked me upside the head with one anyway. Unlike Bruce Almighty, I didn’t miss it. I couldn’t.  Continue reading →

A house as lovely as a tree?

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My neighborhood lost another stately oak tree today in the rush to tear down small, old houses and build big, new houses. Seeing the stump of the tree reminded me of a poem I love, one which you may think is trite and overused. But I’d like to share it with you anyway:  Continue reading →

The blob in my vase

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I just had to share this cool moment with you. A short time ago, I walked by a vase that was holding two gladiolas (gladioli?) from my garden. These were flowers I had cut and brought into the house at least four days ago.

In case you don’t know what gladiolas are, here are some sample pictures. I’m not in any way endorsing this nursery. I just like their pictures of glads.

They look like a sword filled with flowers one above another. One problem is that they keep tipping over because they’re so heavy. When the stems snap completely in two, I bring them inside and put them in a vase.

But here’s the issue I’m having. Ants love glads. They invade the flowers by the hundreds, or so it seems when I bring a glad inside. As I walked by the vase holding the glads, I noticed a dark blob floating on top of the water in the vase. So I stopped to check it out.  Continue reading →

Be still, my soul

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Today’s post title has been my marching order to myself lately, along with my prayer flung up to Heaven. For many reasons, my soul has not been still lately.

Just one of the reasons for my jitters: I’m working on a huge project that’s in God’s hands, but as the deadline approaches, I find that I’m struggling to leave it in His capable hands. So I’m reminding myself of the absolute necessity of letting Him lead me, instead of me trying to lead myself. And one of the best ways I know to do that is through music.  Continue reading →