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Unleashing Grace

By:  Bobi Ann Allen But by the grace of God I am what I am, and his grace to me was not without effect. No, I worked harder than all of them—yet not I, but the grace of God that was with me.--1 Cor. 15:10 Have you ever been robbed? When I was a girl, my family’s car was broken into while we were on vacation one summer.  Talk about a downer.  The thieves didn’t take much but all of us were shaken by the fact that someone had entered into our space uninvited and pilfered through.  We went back to the hotel, packed our things and went home.  Our trip was tainted and we just wanted to be back in our own house where we felt safe. As believers, we constantly deal with a thief, he is the accuser and the Enemy of our soul. Scripture references him and says “The thief comes to steal, kill and...

Lesson from the Fishbowl

By: Donna Avant Recently my husband, John, purchased a fish and a fishbowl to use in a sermon illustration.  His plan was to give away the fish and the fishbowl the next week.  However, he grew fond of the fish and, oddly, I have also.  He confessed last week to our entire congregation that he has found himself on occasion talking to the fish he has now named, D.O.C. (Disciple of Christ)!  I promise you that John has not lost his mind.   The truth is this little black beta fish has reminded us both of some very valuable lessons we have learned over 38 years of being in the ministry. The transparency of the fishbowl is crucial.    Upon becoming a pastor’s wives 38 years ago, I was told that fishbowl life was terrible.  Everyone would be watching me; everyone examining my every move.   Yet, what I have discovered is that living in a fishbowl is actually...

White Puff Balls and the Gospel

By:  Jodi Aiken Wildflowers and weeds occupied the large lot next to the home where I grew up. I loved wandering around the turf searching for treasures. I especially liked to find dandelions. Their yellow petals transform into a white puff ball called a seed head. Finding my treasure, I would bend down, carefully breaking the stem without causing the ball to fall apart. While holding my breath, I held it close to my chest making a wish. Then, I would bring it up to my mouth and blow it as hard as I could. The white puff ball exploded in every direction as if carrying the message of my wish to a magical place. As I recalled this childhood memory, I recognized that as believers in Christ Jesus, we are much like the white puff ball of the dandelion. The ball holds many seeds, and each seed is attached to a stem with white fur...

Contextual Living

It was Monday, and despite how tired we were after a full weekend of ministry, we headed to Animal Kingdom to kick off our boys spring break with a bang! We knew that the week ahead would require us to be away from Michael and Ryan a lot and really wanted to spend some quality time loving on them. The weather wasn't great, mostly over cast and drizzly, but not enough to call it quits. We sauntered through the park and as we did, received some unexpected texts regarding conference accommodations for the next day, which unfortunately required our immediate attention. We continued on as my husband and I addressed separate issues on our phones, when a couple moving at a slightly faster pace skirted by, looking at us with much disapproval. As they passed, the man proceeded to say, snarkily, "Well that's great parenting!" referring to us both being on our phones at a theme...

Be Still…I’m Moving

It is dark yet, and the day is so very young when I nestle into my favorite chair. There is such a stillness in our home this time of day except for the ticking of the clock and the occasional peaceful sighs of my sleeping pup nearby. My heart welcomes the stillness. I need these few moments far more than I make time for them. The last few months have been hard…really, really hard. Just the thought of some recent events exhausts me. It is in this pure stillness that I find solace and am replenished by HIM. Though in these moments few words are uttered, there is a crying out of the soul to its Maker. Cries for help, comfort, wisdom, healing. I know!!! I know with all that I am that He is working…. moving and orchestrating the impossible. My problem is that patience in the process is not my strong suit, especially when people I...

When to Stay – When to Go

Ever relocated your family for a job assignment? We moved several times while in the ministry and military. Each move required packing up our belongings, emotions, and what was familiar. Uncertainties of when we would move, where we would go, and how long we would remain was part of this life. We were either at the mercy of orders handed down from Command or Gods new direction. We learned to depend on God for comfort, wisdom, and guidance. Are you in the process of a move? Are you packing up your belongings, emotions, and all that is familiar? If your answer is yes, let me comfort you with a truth. God is already where you are going. He has your back. He is working out all the details and preparing new friendships… He is also working within you a deeper dependence on Him. He wants you to be settled in Him when your circumstances feel unsettling. God shows us...

Perspective

In 1995 I received a tree ornament from my oldest son that he made in daycare. This one has his handprint and a conversation recorded on the back about what he wanted for Christmas that year. It goes like this: Miss Lavran: “What is Santa Claus bringing you this year?” Dillon: “Something. Blue toys, I think. Big ones. I need another police car because my other police car is broken. I need another radio for my mommy and daddy.” Miss Lavran: “Is that it?” Dillon: “Uh huh, it is.” In the early years of his life, his dad was a police officer. Wanting to imitate his dad, Dillon dressed in his makeshift uniform. Patrolling the living room in his red police car, he would make siren noises while pulling over suspicious stuffed animals, instructing them to behave. Each year that ornament provokes a flood of sweet memories I hold dear to my heart. But this sweet memory always begs...

Forfeiting Grace

  1. Grace is unmerited. God's grace defined is giving us what we don't deserve. We don't deserve forgiveness. We get it. We don't deserve material possessions. We receive much. We don't deserve talents or gifts. We use them freely. We don't deserve favor from Him. He honors us. We dishonor him. We forfeit God's grace by not excepting it, by refusing to live in it. By returning to the old....by reminding him of how bad we are.....by ignoring all that He has done for us....He never forfeits HIS Grace.....We forfeit his grace. We shove it back in his face....we either don't acknowledge it or we abuse it by not keeping our pride in check and wanting more and more our own way. We forfeit by staking claim over our blessings like we have done something that needs to be recognized and yet we wouldn't even be where we are if it hadn't been...

Walking with Kinslee

By:  Carole Leathem
One afternoon I was taking a walk with my granddaughter. As we walked, Kinslee grabbed my hand and began to walk backward. It was awkward, and she kept stumbling . At one point I let go of her hand for a minute. She said, You’ve got to keep holding my hand!” I looked down and asked, “Why are you walking that way?” She said, “I am watching where I have been. You have to hold my hand, or I will fall because I can[’t see where I am going.” We continued our walk, and soon she turned back around  saying, This is much easier now that I know where I am going.
The next morning, I sat in my office remembering her words. There was a lesson here. I realized that I was walking through my life focusing on where I had been.” Painful circumstances from my...

Fear

Once again, I have been reminded that living in the glass house brings with it a loss of anonymity.  People will know details about you and your family and in reality you could never pick them out of a line up.  Most of the time this will not be a cause for concern but let's be reminded we are living in times that we need to "be as wise as a serpent and as innocent as a dove." My family is familiar to ministering to the needs of many.  In fact,  it has been a common practice all of our ministry lives to shelter or feed any who have need.  It has not been uncommon for us to have late night visits or to have people who are in crisis show up at our door.  Recently though, my young adult daughter was home alone.  My husband was headed to a Wednesday night prayer time, out...