The story of Joseph begins in Genesis 37, and it reads like a sweeping Hollywood narrative. He's the favorite son of his father, Israel. But his brothers hated him, so they threw him in a well, sold him to gypsies, and told their father he has died. Then Joseph is taken all the way to Egypt, and where by the providence of God, he is sold to Potiphar, one of Pharaoh's officials. The Bible tells us in the early verses of Genesis 39 that the Lord was with Joseph, and he prospered in the house of Potiphar. They soon saw how valuable Joseph was, and Potiphar put Joseph in charge of his entire household. Now apparently, Joseph was handsome, and Potiphar's wife took notice. After Potiphar's wife falsely accused Joseph of sexual misconduct, he was thrown into prison. Things weren't looking so great. 
But as before, the Lord was with Joseph and made him successful - even in prison. The warden took notice of him and made him responsible for all of those held there. As Genesis…

Persistence in Prayer

You may remember that the words the Lord had given me for 2020 were “Pray bigger prayers.” As we began the shutdown for COVID-19 in March, our pastor implored us to “Pray big.” Some of us did just that – I know I did. It seemed that every day my journal was tear-stained as I cried out to the Lord for Him to deliver us all from this trial and bring revival to this world. But then life went from inconvenient to plain ole nasty. We all started fighting each other. Sin became rampant. And personally, things weren’t much better in my world. I lost two dear people in a horrific car accident. My dad was facing heart surgery. And my infamous hand, which was supposed to be nothing, turned into a bigger deal than I thought. With so much despair and heartache, my prayers became fewer and farther between. It seemed as though those “bigger prayers“ had been disregarded by the Father. Those prayers had seemed to do absolutely no good.
Just the other day as I was reading through the Gospel of Luke, I…

Serve and Protect

This is Father’s Day weekend, and I know many of you are celebrating your dads by sharing photos of them on social media. So today, I am too.

Here is one of my very favorite pictures of my dad. As you can see, he is dressed for work as a deputy sheriff, but he is also trying to play my Mickey Mouse organ. What’s hilarious about this is that my dad is totally tone deaf. In fact when you look up “tone deaf“ in the dictionary, you will see his picture. This organ had color-coded notes so anyone could play it, and my dad was giving it his best shot.   
My dad was a deputy sheriff, so I thought he was the coolest thing ever. There were several kids in my age group that had dads in law enforcement, and we all thought we were special. We still do actually. We are very proud of our dads and their service to their community. 

Dad served and protected our community for over 20 years, but he has served and protected me as his daughter for 44 years. He taught me to love football, and we talk footbal…

Faith Over Fear

How do we have faith when the world around us falling apart? How do we have faith when life as we know it seems to change on the daily? Where is God when the world is in pandemic mode, but the rest of life continues to go on? People are still dying of other causes besides the virus. There are still tornados, and car wrecks, and house fires. Isn’t the virus enough? Can we just have one crisis at a time, Lord?
In Mark 4, Jesus begins teach from a boat because there was a large crowd around them. He proceeds to teach 4 parables, and then he tells his disciples, “Let’s cross over to the other side of the sea.” Anyone who teaches knows He was probably tired from all that instruction, so He went down into the stern and went to sleep. Wouldn’t you know it, a storm came up, and their boat and other boats were rocking and rolling because of the waves. Verse 37 says, “A great windstorm arose, and the waves were breaking over the boat, so that the boat was already being swamped. He was in the ste…

Many Parts, One Body

Recently, in the middle of a heated light saber battle with Zachary, I hurt my thumb. I thought the injury was no big deal, but not long after the incident, it became obvious that it was a bigger deal than I thought. It turns out you need your thumb to do a lot of things. For instance, picking up a coffee cup. Unlocking your cell phone. Changing a diaper. All of these things require thumbs. And when mine was hurt, well, it stuck out like a sore thumb! (I guess I know where that saying came from now!)
I couldn’t help but think of Paul’s words to the church at Corinth in 1 Corinthians 12:
“Indeed, the body is not one part but many. If the foot should say, “Because I’m not a hand, I don’t belong to the body,” it is not for that reason any less a part of the body. And if the ear should say, “Because I’m not an eye, I don’t belong to the body,” it is not for that reason any less a part of the body. If the whole body were an eye, where would the hearing be? If the whole body were an ear, w…

Jesus is Essential

I’ve learned one important thing over this time of “stay at home” – I am very susceptible to Facebook ads for Christian t-shirts. There. I admitted it. I know what you’re thinking, “Why?” I’m not really sure. I guess I have been looking for something to wear that would encourage myself but also encourage those who saw me wear it. But I haven’t been leaving my house much, so buying those kinds of shirts was really pointless. I often would see one company having a sale, and then pretend like I was going to buy the shirt, and then delete it from my cart before I actually paid for it. Yes, I do have a problem. Here are some of my favorites:

“Faith over Fear” – That’s a good one. And that’s what we all need to have right now is faith instead of fearing the future. 

The lyrics to Waymaker – My friend Lisa had one of these on the other day, and I must say, I was a little jealous that she had one and I didn’t. (Again, I have a problem.) I do believe this song will be the anthem of this pande…

Be Still

If you are reading this on May 23, today is Evan’s 7th birthday! I know, right?! How is he 7? Over his little life, he has taught me a lot.

Since this pandemic began, we have done our best to guard Evan from getting anyone’s germs. We have largely been at home – other than an occasional trip to the church and to Gram’s. His contact with others outside our family has been very limited, and we intend to keep it that way for as long as possible. Respiratory issues have been common for him in the past, and this virus would not be a good thing for him, to say the least.
So you can imagine my panic when I went into his room to play with him and saw yucky goo coming out of one of his ears. I knew instantly that he had an ear infection. I immediately called our pediatrician’s office, hoping they could just call in some drops. My hopes were dashed when the nurse told me they had to see if to determine if anything else was going on. Because it was late in the afternoon, the appointment had to b…