Archive: May, 2011

Is the End Near?

If you’re like me, you’ve watched current events and wondered if this is it. Is the second coming of Christ on the horizon? Will we soon see crystal blue skies unzipping as Jesus charges forward on his white horse? Whatever your thoughts on the matter, we shouldn’t panic or worry like the rest of the world. Believers should anticipate Christ’s return with confident hope.
In fact Romans 8:21-25 tells us,
“Creation looks forward to the day when it will join God’s children in glorious freedom from death and decay. 22 For we know that all creation has been groaning as in the pains of childbirth right up to the present time. 23 And we believers also groan, even though we have the Holy Spirit within us as a foretaste of future glory, for we long for our bodies to be released from sin and suffering.
Since God stands outside of time, we must realize His timetable isn’t like ours. While we wait, we are to “wait with eager hope for the day when God will give us our full rights as his adopted children,[a] including the new bodies he has promised us. We were given this hope when we were saved. (If we already have something, we don’t need to hope[b] for it. But if we look forward to something we don’t yet have, we must wait patiently and confidently.)
Another favorite passage on the topic is:
“And there will be signs in sun and moon and stars, and on the earth distress of nations in perplexity because of the roaring of the sea and the waves, 26 people fainting with fear and with foreboding of what is coming on the world. For the powers of the heavens will be shaken. 27 And then they will see the Son of Man coming in a cloud with power and great glory. 28 Now when these things begin to take place, straighten up and raise your heads, because your redemption is drawing near.”

~Luke 21:25-28

I am looking forward to it, how about you? Are you ready?


Where Is Your Focus?

“For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God,”
(Romans 3:23).

In recent months, I’ve noticed I tend to concentrate on the “falling short,” part of Romans 3:23…alot.

Does any of this sound familiar to you?

I fall short when I yell at my kids.

I fall short when I sit at the computer too long.

I fall short when I hit the snooze button and miss sharpening time with God.

I focus on my falling short as opposed to God being the filler of my falling-short-moments. The great news is that God doesn’t concentrate on our transgressions, even when we do. Psalm 103:12 tells us, “As far as the east is from the west, so far has He removed our transgressions from us.” God doesn’t hold life-long-grudges, but instead is the giver of eternal mercy.
Once we confess our mess-ups and lay our burdens at the foot of the cross, God wipes them away forever. It’s as if they never happened.
“Oh, what joy for those whose disobedience is forgiven, whose sins are put out of sight. Yes, what joy for those whose record the LORD has cleared of sin,” (Romans 4:7-8 New Living Translation).
So, if we pray today for something we already talked to God about yesterday, his response just might be, “I’m not sure what you’re referring too? ~ I never saw that?”
Sweet friends, whatever falling short moments you’re clinging to today, remember in the eyes of God, those things never took place. What a perfectly packaged grace gift for God’s girls (and boys)!


Praying for Persecuted Christians…

Between June 2010 and January 2011 there was a significant increase in the number of Christians arrested solely for practicing their faith. In these six months there were 202 arrests and at the end of January at least 33 were still in prison. During this period there were also a series of hostile statements from officials regarding Christianity. To read the detailed report click here.

Let’s pray for:

1. Their boldness to stand up for the Gospel in prison.

2. Their release.

3. Their ministry.

Remember those who are in prison, as though in prison with them, and those who are mistreated, since you also are in the body,  Hebrews 13:3.

Prayers and Blessings,


Fear Not!! It’s a Dawna Day…

I’m wondering, “Am I alone in this fear, the fear of showing my emotions?” For years, I have “sucked it up,” until I was safe behind my bedroom door and then let it out. It does not matter if it is angry tears, tears of joy, or tears of heartache. I close myself off. I am embarrassed, but why?
I am beginning to beat this fear, through a lot of encouragement and prayer. In fact, I am celebrating this evening; I did a huge thing for me.
My elderly neighbor passed away last night. Can I just tell you the lies Satan throws at you when you are a by-stander. Do not go over there. They don’t need you. I am sure they have all the help they need. They’re going to think you’re weird showing up with a coffee cake and coffee. You do not know what to say or how to handle grief.

I will not hide the love I have for them. I will not be a light hidden under a bushel. I found myself praying for the strength to go do, as I should, when I remembered Jesus weeping with Martha and Mary. He knew Lazarus was going to be fine, but had such compassion that he let it out. I am celebrating for the one that passed but have compassion for the ones left behind.
I stood up, grabbed the coffee cake and coffee, and headed down the street thinking of the love I have for them. I walked in and all fear left me, I wrapped the widow in my arms and told her I was sorry and that we loved her. I let the tears fall and opened myself to the family. They were touched; they were grateful for our prayers and were genuinely happy to see the cake! Lessons today…..Love never fails. Love always conquers! When all else fails bring a cake (my insert).
Satan is a LIAR!
Go on stare fear in the eye, and KISS it! It turns to putty!

Praise Be to Jesus… It’s a Dawna Day!

Lord, help me express my heart to those great women who have shaped me into the mother I am today. I do not want to sound like another Hallmark card. I want sincerity in my words and I want them to feel the truth behind them. This is what I prayerfully sought last night, the night before Mothers day.
Did I get my answer? Yes. But, in the most unexpected way. 
As I prayed and meditated upon who I am, the passion I feel for my children and the devotion I have toward them, it was clear who has fine-tuned and sharpened me as a Mother. It was also clear on how HE did it. I know it was Jesus, but he has worked through another amazing man.
At 2:00 AM on Mother’s Day morning I found myself writing a letter of gratitude, a letter of thanksgiving to my husband.
You see I found the answer in proverbs 31. How in the world does a woman become like that?  The answer stared back at me in Proverbs 31:28-29…
“Her Children rise up and bless her; Her husband also, and he praises her saying; Many daughters have done nobly, but you excel them all.”
My husband blesses me by supporting, teaching and inspiring me. He is not stingy with his praises but lavishly tells me what a great wife and mother I am. It may not sound the same but it means the same. It is a lot easier to serve and sacrifice with such a man by my side. 
God’s blessing and carving stick comes in unexpected packages.
I am aware that my mother laid my foundation, but never thought my husband would play a main character in the make up of “me.”  
Now do not get me wrong, I am not perfect and neither is my husband, however our teacher is GOOD… very good! I know I will never be the Proverbs 31 woman, not this side of the veil, but there are people cheering me on, and guiding my ways.
We all share a role in shaping future Godly Mothers.
Sometimes it is as easy as praising, encouraging and blessing them. May God’s hands surround you all as priceless vessels on the potter wheel, using whomever necessary for His final piece!

Multitudes on Monday

Thank you all for praying for me and my family. I did make it to see my grandmother and just in time. I got to her at 10:30 PM Friday night and she passed away at 12:15 AM. I am so glad I went, it was worth the travel even if it was for such a short time. 
I appreciate you all so much, you bless me!
Continuing on with Multitudes on Mondays
11. twenty-five minutes at the DMV 🙂
12. husband coming home early
13. lovely farmland stretched out for miles and miles of drive
14. brokenness along the way
15. one hour and forty-five minutes with her…
16. reminding her of her place in eternity
17. holding her hand and stroking her hair as she breathes life’s last breath
18. hidden pictures in my suitcase
19. compassionate darling daughter who cries for my loss
20. sister’s love
21. Kelli… for her faithful friendship and encouraging words 
22. photo memories (can you guess which one is me?)
23. pretty things that die and actually do come back ( my picture doesn’t do it justice!)
24. understanding your Sovereignty because it does away with my bitterness and discontentment


“Why bother Jesus?”

“The godly may trip seven times, but they will get up again. But one disaster is enough to overthrow the wicked,” (Proverbs 24:16).

When ‘to-do’ lists pile high, we have a tendency to say “Why bother?”

Why bother cleaning the house? It’s going to get messy as soon as the kids get home.

Why bother fixing supper? The kids never eat anyway.

Why bother calling Stanley Steamer? The Spaghetti-O stains will be back in a month.

It’s like skipping a pebble across a pond. As the stone gently kisses the surface of the water, a ripple effect occurs. The ripples in our lives can lead to a “Why bother” attitude.
For me, the ripples that push against the outer banks of my sanity are: not eating right, not getting enough rest, not having enough alone time, neglecting date nights, and diminished quiet time with God.
Why bother Jesus?
I have friends in the South who recently lost everything in a violent rotating column of air. Tragically, this heart stirring event ushered in a “Why bother” attitude about Jesus.
Why bother Jesus? Because Jesus can…
Move mountains,

Heal wounds,

Perform miracles, and

Comfort the broken-hearted.

Scripture points us to people who rejected this kind of attitude.

1. As Moses high-tailed it towards the Red Sea, he could have said, “Why bother? We’ll never get across in time, (see Exodus 14:15-30).” Instead, Moses allowed waters of deliverance to drown any “Why bother,” attitude that may have been floating beneath the surface.

2. When Moses led the people of Israel through the desert, he was disappointed by all the grumpy people and by his ultimate failure. He could have chosen to say “Why bother leading these folks across a hot desert into the Promise Land. I won’t be able to enjoy it anyway.” But, Moses chose obedience and caught a glimpse of the Promise Land.

3. In Mark 5 a woman known as “daughter,” was plagued with constant pain and bleeding. Peeking through the crowd to see Jesus, she could have said, “Why bother Jesus with my problems. I’m not important enough to ask for help. Nothing else has worked so why even try?” I love how she leapt over life’s obstacles to get to Jesus in spite of her circumstances.

Why bother Jesus?

Because we can’t but Jesus can. He conquered death. He can interrupt our pain. He isn’t restricted by our fears. He sees beyond our limitations.

Maybe the question we should be asking is, “Why bother in my own strength when I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me (Phil. 4:13)?”

Is a “Why bother” attitude stopping you from responding in obedience to God today?


Walking In His Path

“Oh, that my people would listen to me! Oh, that Israel would follow me, walking in my paths!” Psalm 81:13 (NLT)

This verse challenges me this week. It sparks several questions that ignite deep within my heart.

Am I really listening to God’s voice?

Am I hearing Him and doing what He says?

Am I acting in immediate obedience or am I acting according to my own time table?

Am I walking in God’s path?

Am I still holding on to too much?

Are “things” I’m holding onto, keeping me from walking with Jesus?

We will never be able to follow Jesus without first listening to His voice. When you pray, are you pausing long enough to hear what He has to say? What is God revealing to you today?
This post was written in response to WFW at Internet Cafe Devotions

Pinkalicious Perfection: A Tale of Toes

A couple of weeks ago, I took my 3, 6, and 7 year old girls on a mama-and-me-date. The girls decided they wanted their nails painted. I thought the idea timely since the Reno winters aren’t very nice to mama’s feet (or heels). So we hopped in my husband’s pick-up truck and off we went.
We finally arrived at the local beauty salon. The pale pink bells strung over the knob began to jingle as we pushed the door open. Immediately, three sets of eyes were hypnotized by the mile long selection of finger-nail polish showcased along the wall.
They chose their version of glittery pinkalicious-ness and headed for the big chairs. Each girl rolled up her jeans, scooted back in a massage chair, and waited to be “bootified.” Scarlett, my three year old, turned to me and said, “Momma, I ‘yike’ this!” Isn’t it funny how improper English sounds so cute at that age?

I stared at the girls for a moment. Their legs barely dangled over the edge. They shifted forward and dipped their miniature toes in white capped waters. I watched as the “nail-polish” lady gently painted the tiny toe-nails that once kicked the inside of my belly.

How did we get here so fast? It seems like yesterday I bought booties for those same feet and breast pumps for well, you know.

The soapy waters began to crest the outer edges of the soakin’ tub. I found myself wondering if they knew how much they’ve taught me about myself, about the kind of mom I want to be. I wonder if they realize that even though painting nails is fun,
“Beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised,” (Proverbs 31:30 NIV).

31 Honor her for all that her hands have done, [not how well manicured her finger-nails are or how smooth her heels feel].
I want them to grow up knowing that honor comes from an inward beauty fueled by radical faith in their heavenly daddy. Honor that comes from how well those hands are serving in the name of Jesus, not how well groomed they might be.
As a parent, it’s my job to teach my baby-girls the way they should go (see Proverbs 22:6). And the way they “should go” is the only way I know….the way of my sweet Jesus.
It’s a way that doesn’t recognize outward beauty, but looks at the heart instead.
We climb back into the pick-up truck and head home. I feel my shirt tug at the sleeve and I peek over to see my three year old gazing up at me. “Momma,” she says intently. “I yike yeer make-up. It goes peeeerfect with yeer nails.”

Would You Pray for Me?

My grandmother is nearing the end of her life. She’s 88 years old and in the hospital, but under hospice care. They’ve given her hours – days to live and she is in pain, but unable to swallow to take the pain medication she needs. She’s not real responsive, has not been eating for a few days now and as of yesterday her kidneys are failing.  She’s in Iowa and I have reservations to go tomorrow to visit her one last time. 

Please pray…

…that I make it before she goes.
…that I am able to comfort her in some way.
…for me as I have to fly into Chicago and then drive 3 1/2 hours to Cedar Rapids because I’m nervous about doing it alone. (This from someone who used to travel for a living!)
…for my husband who is also traveling and will get home after I’ve already gone tomorrow.

And… rejoice with me, because soon she will reach out and clasp the hand of Jesus and go to her heavenly home!

THANK YOU dear friends 🙂

Much Love and Many Blessings,

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