I can’t do this

I cannot do all things

Neither can you.

A mantra for Christian athletes, a popular plaque on the wall or the perfect verse for a tattoo, I can do all things. No, I do not have a tattoo, but can I do all things? No, I cannot do all things.

Philippians 4:13, “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.” NKJV

In junior high it applied to cheerleader tryouts. I can do all things. As a college student I used it before biochemistry tests. I can do all things. In residency it helped me through the first…Cesarean section, hysterectomy, delivery going bad… I can do all things.

However, I doubt Paul’s intention was to get Jesus to help us meet the goals we set for ourselves. Besides, I can’t really do all things. I can’t win the state gymnastics championship like my daughter and I can’t pole vault nearly 16 foot like my son. For crying out loud some days I can’t even stir a cake mix. No, I cannot do all things and Christ doesn’t always strengthen my muscles.

But He does give me exactly the strength I need.

Because He gives me strength, I can do a disabling illness

The seven hour infusion I get every three weeks causes headaches and fatigue. For a couple of days, I feel like I’ve just done an Ironman. Okay, I really don’t know what that feels like, but I can imagine. After the ice pick to my temple resolves, I get a couple of good weeks where I can visit the gym if I can remember my member number because they no longer recognize my face at the desk. Yeah I can do that.

Because He gives me strength, I can survive divorce

I never doubted we would grow old together after all we’ve been through. But my left hand is glaringly bare. Good grief, there’s been a ring on that finger since I got a promise ring in 1980. I’m learning to find happiness and identity in being single for the first time in my adult life. Through Christ, and only through Christ, I can do that too.

Because He gives me strength, I can handle the C word

We got bad news this week. My dad’s cancer is worse than we thought, a lot worse. Facing radical surgery and uncertainty, he went to the golf course. Not a bad idea. We should all do that.

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Because He gives me strength, I can face tomorrow

I’m going to be real honest, I’m pretty worn down right now. There’s a lot on my shoulders and those I normally lean on need to lean on me and I’m barely vertical. That’s why I’m depending on His strength not mine. The same strength is available to you, so what can you do?

Philippians 4:13-14, “Whatever I have, wherever I am, I can make it through anything in the One who makes me who I am. I don’t mean that your help didn’t mean a lot to me – it did. It was a beautiful thing that you came alongside me in my troubles.” MSG

Many of you have asked what you can do. This verse says it all,

Come alongside me in my troubles

A casserole doesn’t fix this

I appreciate your prayers, but I need more

Just be there

That’s all I ask

I can do it

Through Christ

He gives me strength

Because I can’t do this, but He can

Maybe I’ll get the tattoo after all. Just kidding. Thanks for sharing my journey. Bring your friends along too, it means more than you know.



When you want your prayers answered now

When you want your prayers answered now

Do you ever feel like Veruca Salt? Sure patience is a virtue, but I imagine we can all relate to the spoiled brat who shouted at Willy Wonka,

I want it and I want it now!

As I look down the road of my present circumstance, it stretches long before me and no matter how things turn out it’s all uphill without an exit in sight. If I could change it I would, but

I can’t.

If it were up to me, I would slam on the brakes, get out of the vehicle, change directions and leave this crash course I’m living. But,

it’s not up to me.

Some days I sing Veruca’s song

I want a party with roomfuls of laughter, Ten thousand tons of ice cream, And if I don’t get the things I am after,

I’m going to screeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEAM.

I may or may not have given in the urge to scream a few times, but

it never did any good.

Some days I even pray like Veruca

I want a flying glass elevator; I want a golden goose; give me that pen; I want to be first; get me one of those squirrels; I want one!

Only it’s not a glass elevator, golden goose, squirrel or a pen. But,

my desires to please myself are the same.

I want what I want and I want it now. Honestly, I still want to scream. Instead God says WAIT.

Psalm 37:7, “Rest in the Lord and wait patiently for Him.” NLT

He says TRUST

Psalm 118, “It is better to trust in the Lord than put confidence in man.” NKJV

He says SUBMIT

Proverbs 3:6, “In all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight.” NIV

Straight paths aren’t really what I’m worried about; it’s the rough terrain that’s killing me. Peace always comes when I settle into the ride, put my feet on the dashboard and let God navigate. I may even lean my head back and close my eyes while He steers. After all, He knows where we are going and how to get there and I trust He really does know best.


Veruca’s parents indulged her every whim because they valued her happiness above her well-being. Ultimately, she was destroyed because she got what she wanted. I don’t want to be Veruca.

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Besides, as Willy Wonka said,

I thought a veruca was a type of wart you got on the bottom of your foot

I don’t know about you, but I don’t want to be a wart, so I choose to be satisfied with what I have, surrender to God’s best plan for my life and follow hard after Him. I want what He wants and I want to go where He goes. He knows the way and He is the way..

Psalm 37:4, “Delight yourself in the Lord, and he will give you the desires of your heart.” ESV


Is there a great opportunity for you?


Finding joy when all is lost

My life was ransacked. The thief snuck in and stole nearly everything I held dear. I thought the locks were dead bolted, but open closet doors were clear evidence of the break-in and plundering. All the drawers were emptied and my most precious possessions were gone. If the security alarm went off, I never heard it and by the time I inspected the damage, it was permanent.

John 10:10, The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have life and have it abundantly. ESV

Abundant life, yeah I know about that. In fact, I had a Facebook life. Not a perfect life, mind you, but plenty of material to make you think so with pictures from travels, adventures and celebrations. The problem with having it all is you don’t need God, or anyone else for that matter.

Mark 10:23, “Looking at his disciples, Jesus said, ‘Do you have any idea how difficult it is for people who ‘have it all’ to enter God’s kingdom?'” MSG


Nothing compares to the feel of a newborn baby’s feet except the look in the mother’s eyes. I delivered my last baby long before I was ready to give up long hours and all-nighters. My career as an obstetrican/gynecologist was satisfying, fulfilling and rewarding.

I lost it

Maybe I was a health food nut; maybe I just liked how nutritious food made me feel. Either way, I took care of my body and exercised, although probably a bit excessively. For me, middle age meant toned muscles and endurance.

I lost it

I married my best friend and high school sweetheart over 30 years ago. We raised a couple of wonderful kids and had a pretty wonderful life, until everything changed.

I lost it

Chronic illness destroyed my body, my career and my marriage was collateral damage, but the enemy cannot kill my soul because I am forever secure in my Father’s hands.

I lost what every woman wants and gained what every woman needs


I decided to go hunting. Though my dad is an avid hunter, stillness, waiting and hours of quiet never appealed to me. Then I felt the call. Be still and know He is God. Wait patiently for the Lord. I felt called to go hunting, so I did. I went hunting, for joy.

James 1:2, “Dear brothers and sisters, when troubles of any kind come our way, consider it an opportunity for great joy.” NLT


This has been a year of tremendous opportunity for me, an opportunity for great joy. You see, I’ve had troubles of every kind, but I searched for joy like a hidden treasure.

I found it

It wasn’t easy, I searched in unlikely places, looking everywhere, in my highs and my lows. I guess I never realized my trials were an opportunity. Has this been a challenging season for you too? Maybe, just maybe, it is actually a great opportunity. Find joy. It’s worth the hunt.

I found it

Joy is a fruit of the Spirit, so if the Spirit lives in me, I ought to harvest a whole crop. The joy of the Lord is my strength and yeah, I need strength: physical, emotional and spiritual. For the joy set before Him, Jesus endured the cross. Yes my friend, there is joy in pain, if we endure, if we want it, if we trust God’s faithfulness.

I found it

Hunting requires special equipment and skills. Put Christ in the cross-hairs of your scope. Fix your eyes on the author and perfecter of your faith. Be patient and wait on the Lord, then keep waiting. Target practice is essential too, the more faith is exercised, the stronger it becomes. Track joy throughout the word of God. And don’t forget the most essential survival skill – gratitude. Joy fills a grateful heart. If you want to find joy, be thankful.

I found it

In the last three years, I lost nearly everything, but I wouldn’t trade what I found – JOY

I found it

Psalm 63:3, “Because your steadfast love is better than life, I will praise you.” ESV

Everyday I post what joy I’ve found on Twitter (click here to follow me). Joy is my “word” for 2017, so I’m committed to find it 365 ways. You’re welcome to find your own joy and tweet it at me with the hashtag #JoyHunt.

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Are you afraid of God?



Normally, I’m not scared. But lately, I’m pretty rattled. What about you? Are you afraid of God?

I’ve noticed a common fabric of tragedy, victimization and loss weaves through testimonies of God’s faithfulness and power. It scares me to death.

Proverbs 1:7, “The fear of the Lord is the beginning of knowledge” HCSB


Years ago I finally said it out loud and felt some relief. “I am afraid of what God will require of me.” My kids were young when I first dug into the word through in-depth Bible study. I sensed God calling but was afraid of what He would require. So I withheld the chunks of my heart I was unwilling to surrender. I’m still not whole, but twenty years later I’m painfully aware of what He requires and that’s why I’m afraid.

He’s a scary God

Proverbs 2:5, “Then you will understand the ‘fear of the Lord’ and discover the knowledge of God.” HCSB


A testimony is proof of the existence of something. Maybe that’s why a public declaration of the realness of God’s presence springs from depths of great loss. There is proof in loving the unlovable, forgiving the unforgivable and having peace despite heartbreaking circumstances. Some days I’m not sure I want a testimony because I know what it entails.

Are you afraid of a God who wants your whole heart?

Jeremiah 29:13, “And you will seek Me and find Me, when you search for Me with all your heart.” NKJV


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Hate to break it to you, but Jesus said, “In this world you will have trouble.” My world is brimming with troubles and tests. Maybe you can relate. The real test in testimony is whether or not you will let God use your trials for your good and His glory.

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Remember, the alternative is let Satan hold bitterness and self-pity, condemnation and shame, or sin and rebellion over your head. If you’ve blown it and you’re still running, listen here to my pastor’s sermons about our God who gives second chances.

What’s your testimony?

Genesis 50:20, “As far as I am concerned, God turned into good what you meant for evil,” TLB


There is a prayer the Lord always honors, but it’s scary. Great peace comes from praying, “Whatever Lord,” but it’s costly. Jesus prayed, “Thy will be done.” God’s will involved gruesome suffering for His beloved son. What if involves suffering for me too? Am I willing to surrender? Yeah sometimes, then I take it back. God and I have been playing tug-of-war for months now and I’d like to say I’m ready, but God scares me with His questions:

Do you want …..

Are you willing….

What if it takes….

He’s not safe

I trust God like never before. His plans for me are better than any plans I could make for myself;

I trust Him

But he scares me

I’m afraid of  God

Are you?

Is he-quite safe? I shall feel rather nervous about meeting a lion”…”Safe?” said Mr Beaver …”Who said anything about safe? ‘Course he isn’t safe. But he’s good. ~ The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe C.S. Lewis

Proverbs 19:23, “The fear of the LORD leads to life, So that one may sleep satisfied, untouched by evil.” NASB



Grace for the moment

Grace for the moment


I needed grace for the moment, but I didn’t expect her to climb in the backseat. Barely outside the white line of the curvy road, the gray-haired woman plodded along. Her hunched shoulders were weighted down by two overloaded plastic bags.

STOP for Grace’s sake

Half question, half statement, my daughter slammed on the brakes, “She looks like she needs a ride.” Most of you probably just shook  your head; I was proud. I depressed the button to roll down the passenger window to offer a ride, but she was already in the car.

My daughter and I introduced ourselves to the stranger sitting in our vehicle. Her name was Grace. Of course it was. Said she was going to Hot Springs for a documentary film festival, only she was walking the wrong direction and the film festival was the following weekend. We asked where she was from and her thoughts circled the airstrip but never came in for a landing.

I couldn’t help Grace, but grace helped me

Traveling this road at this time wasn’t on our agenda, but we left the women’s conference early since my heart and mind were in shattered pieces. Repetitive thoughts cascaded over my gray matter like a continuous waterfall which overflowed onto my cheeks. Then the door opened to a moment of Grace and my turmoil was interrupted. While the hitchhiker was in the car, not a single neuron fired around my problem. The moment of grace gave me the gift of reprieve from the ruins of my life. That’s what grace does.

Ephesians 2:8, “For by grace you have been saved through faith. And this is not your own doing; it is the gift of God.” ESV

I asked Grace if she was a believer and she answered,

Yes! I was praying and praising God when you stopped to offer a ride. Good things always happen when I do that.

Yes Grace, I think I’ll try it.

James 4:6, “But He gives a greater grace.” NASB

Grace rescued me

A couple of weeks before my Grace encounter, I spoke at a missions conference. I challenged the women to anticipate the needs of others and carry something with them to give away. When they gave me a Cracker Barrel gift card, I tucked it into my wallet intending to look for an opportunity to give it away. (Don’t think I’m super-spiritual, I talked it so I figured I better walk it.) The exit toward Grace’s destination was next door to Cracker Barrel so we dropped her off armed with enough credit for a couple of meals.

For a moment, I forgot my troubles.

A moment of Grace

2 Corinthians 4:16, “So we’re not giving up. How could we! Even though on the outside it often looks like things are falling apart on us, on the inside, where God is making new life, not a day goes by without his unfolding grace.” MSG

Thanks Grace

Do you need to let grace push pause on the troubles of your life?

Focus on the needs of others and receive a moment of grace.

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Isaiah 58:10, “and if you spend yourselves in behalf of the hungry and satisfy the needs of the oppressed, then your light will rise in the darkness, and your night will become like the noonday.” NIV

Grace is a great distraction. Because of God’s grace, He remembers our sins no more. Have you met grace and received God’s gift?

Ephesians 1:7, “We have redemption in Him through His blood, the forgiveness of our trespasses, according to the riches of His grace.” HCSB

I hope you slam on your brakes pick up a little grace today.



Where is God when I need Him?

A shadow grows above my left shoulder and I can’t breathe. Well I can, but it sounds more like controlled gasping. This is the steepest slope I’ve ever climbed. Not on my road bike, in my life. And I’m suffocating.

Where is God when I need Him?

Though I haven’t been able to exercise in two years, the residual strength in my muscles surprises me. Not to brag, but I was exceptionally fit when I got sick. My above average strength was the reason my doctor’s thought I was faking, or crazy. I’ll admit to being a little crazy, but I hate fake.

Unfinished business

My breaths came in rhythmic, audible draws as I shifted into low gear to decrease the resistance in my chain. This ride was monumental, for both of us. My riding companion was my faithful friend who has seen the inside of my junk drawers. We started this race five years ago, but we didn’t finish because she crashed; then I did.

The creeping brown bruise on the back of my left hand was evidence of the IV infusion I received three days earlier. I still swallow nine pills a day, but despite myasthenia gravis, I pedaled thirty-two miles and finished the race. No way could I have done it without my friend. Besides, my kids wouldn’t have let me anyway.

I’m right here

When the road was flat and open she rode beside me, but on the hills or in the crowd she stayed behind. Even when I didn’t see her shadow over my left shoulder, I knew she was there when I recognized her voice in the crowd. Occasionally if I couldn’t see or hear her, I briefly took my eyes off the road and glanced back. When I didn’t spot her, she reassured me,

I’m right here

The mountain I’m pedaling up now is the biggest challenge I have ever faced. I never imagined gasping for air like this. The top is shrouded in fog and I can’t always see where I’m going. Still I keep pedaling and watch for His presence.

Hebrews 13:5, “…Be content with what you have, for he has said, ‘I will never leave you nor forsake you.” ESV

Where are you, God?

He promises to be there. Sometimes I feel Him by my side and other times He seems to lag back where I can’t see Him. My spiritual eyes are darting for reassurance and when He knows I need it, I hear His voice.

Isaiah 50:21, “Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you saying, ‘This is the way; walk in it.” NIV

I don’t want to walk in it

I would rather coast downhill. THIS, this is the hardest thing I’ve ever experienced. Not to brag, but I would not survive if I didn’t have some spiritual muscle beforehand. You can’t wait until you crash to put on your helmet. You can’t wait until your life turns upside down to get into God’s word.

Please don’t think for an instant my spiritual muscle is built by my own strength, I’m talking about:

The word of God hidden in my heart

The truth stored in my marrow

The history and milestones I have with my Savior

I trust Him. He has always been faithful.

Hebrews 10:23, “Let us hold on to the confession of our hope without wavering, for He who promised is faithful.” HCSB

I am surrounded by friends who are cheering me on. God gives me strength to do what I’m called to do –

I’ll finish the race

2 Timothy 4:6, “You take over. I’m about to die, my life an offering on God’s altar. This is the only race worth running.” MSG

Thanks for sharing the ride of my life with me. My thoughts, words and heart are in pieces sometimes. I included lots of links in this post to help you see the landmarks I’ve passed. When you have time, I hope you’ll click on the bolded, underlined phrases for the rest of the story.

Stop trying to be a one-woman team

This problem parked itself in the middle of my life and refused to budge. Callouses covered my knees, pages of my Bible hung by slivers and my supply of index cards was bigger than Staples. My stomach rumbled from fasting and recording prayers drained ink from my pen. I collected enough advice to write my own book .

It’s never enough

I’m a one-woman ball team: up to bat, snag my own line drive, throw the ball to myself to make the out. Dust billows as I slide into the plate, single-handedly covering all the bases.

Still, I haven’t scored a single run

“I am tired coach, can you put me on the bench?”

I can’t control anything; I can’t even control myself. I beg God,

Deliver me
Help me
Change others
Solve my problems
Heal my diseases


I forgot.

Who’s on first?

Matthew 6:33, “But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness and all these things will be provided for you.” HCSB

Maybe I only need to cover home plate.

His kingdom…

Mostly, I cry out to God about my own disheveled kingdom. Don’t get me wrong, my problems aren’t trivial; likely neither are yours, but the outcome doesn’t depend on my effort.

God whispered to my heart,

That’s enough

Actually, He is enough

You and I are not God, so stop it

Stop trying to be a one-woman show

Psalm 62:1-2, “God, the one and only-I’ll wait as long as he says. Everything I need comes from him, so why not? He’s solid rock under my feet, breathing room for my soul, an impregnable castle: I’m set for life.” MSG

On Christ the solid rock I stand

All other ground is sinking sand

God won’t let me take one step off of the solid rock. He won’t even let me stick my big toe into the surrounding sand. He alone is able to meet my needs.

You can trust God with the outcome of your kingdom and His because He can handle it. Our position is to love Him with our whole heart. When Jesus Christ is our foundation there is unexplainable peace, in spite of it all.

Seek Him first…

God’s Word is full of promises, but let’s face it, a happy ending to every problem isn’t one of them. Thankfully, we are never separated from the love of Christ, even when life spins out of control, the cancer comes back, the diagnosis is confirmed, the pink slip is delivered, the divorce is final, the money isn’t enough or the death certificate is signed. God is still God, He is still on His throne and His love never fails.

Romans 8:35, “Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword?” NIV

It’s game-over when God’s sufficient love is truly better than life. Nothing else matters; not your circumstances, not the outcome and not your kingdom or mine.

Psalm 63:3, “Your unfailing love is better than life itself; how I praise you!” NLT

Quit running yourself ragged

Peace rules when the glove comes off; so I quit. No, I won’t quit reading my Bible, praying or clinging to scripture. I’ll quit fighting for myself and my kingdom, because God says seek Him and He will fight for me. Are you exhausted from trying to fix it all? Maybe you need to quit too.

I was never enough anyway

My problem is still parked in the middle of my life, but God said He’s enough, and He is. Now I’ll spend more time praying, reading and worshiping, but I’ll be refreshed rather than depleted. What about that problem parked in your life? God can handle it, but you may have to get out of the way..

Besides, there’s no such thing as a one-woman team 

By the way guys, there’s no such thing as a one-man team either.

Don’t tell me I can’t

Don't tell me I can't

Take me to the brink. I want to feel the power and hear the rush. We stared over the ledge, mentally measuring the switchbacks.

“Are you sure you can make it?”

No, I’m never sure I can finish, I’m only sure I can start. So that’s what I do-I start. My dad always said, “It’s better to have tried and failed than to never try at all.”

Maybe. Unless you’re three-quarters of a mile down a mountain and your muscles refuse to obey your brain..


Whenever someone tells me I can’t do this or that, I want to throw a rock at their shin. Don’t worry, you’re safe, my aim is lousy. Besides, I don’t listen anyway. I am like a two-year old who wants to do it BY MY-SELF. But I can’t.

Matthew 19:26, “Jesus looked hard at them and said, ‘No chance at all if you think you can pull it off yourself. Every chance in the world if you trust God to do it.'” MSG


Sometimes I feel like a failure before I ever start. Can anyone relate? Myasthenia gravis makes me feel broken. My immune system is haywire, my neuromuscular junctions are defective and my muscles are soft. I can’t do what I used to do, then again, most people can’t do what I used to do. If I focus on my inability, I would live in despair. It’s a temptation I have to fight.

The only disability in life is a bad attitude.~ Scott Hamilton

Deuteronomy 31:8, “The Lord is the One who will go before you. he will be with you; He will not leave you or forsake you. Do not be afraid or discouraged.” HCSB


When I have a few good days in a row, I think I am in remission. You know, always the optimist. Though my health is markedly improved, remission continues to elude me. In some ways, my life is almost back to normal, but my eyes are now open to how far normal is from where God wants me. I’m simply not satisfied with normal any more

Philippians 1:10, “For I want you to understand what really matters, so that you may live pure and blameless lives until the day of Christ’s return.” NLT


I am thankful God loves me enough not to let stay where I am. He doesn’t want me comfortable, He wants me to grow. Someday I will look back and be glad the boat got rocked and changed course. Though it’s tempting to want my old life back, complete with flaws, this new dependence and relationship with God is worth it. But it’s hard. Every single day.

Philippians 4:!3, “I can do all things through him who gives me strength.” NIV


On any given day, I am never sure if I can make it to the brink and back. But I know Christ gives me the strength to do the impossible, even if it’s not physical. I don’t listen when people tell me I can’t. You shouldn’t either. They’re totally wrong. What impossible situation do you need strength to change? Only through Christ can you:




Philippians 1:6, “Being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.” NIV


I’ll be honest, being vulnerable and allowing people past your walls into your life and your heart may cause pain. In fact, it may seem like a total failure. But it’s worth the risks. So at least get started. Keep trying, God equips us with everything we need.

When you get there, the view from the top is spectacular.

2 Peter 1:3, “His divine power has granted to us all things that pertain to life and godliness, through the knowledge of him who called us to his own glory and excellence.” ESV

Is there a right way to pray?

Is there a right way to pray?

I want to pray neat prayers.

Dear God, please bless my family. Keep us safe as we travel to exciting places and heal our allergies so we can have a fabulous time and post envious pictures on Facebook. Bless us with perfect weather and a long drive off the tee box. Oh yeah, and may everything I do bring You honor and glory.

Yeah right…


My prayers aren’t neat, in fact they are kind of nasty. When life is messy, I pray messy prayers. Nowadays I pray out loud, sometimes really loud. I identify with David’s gut-level honest prayers. I don’t know if it’s biblical but when I read “My foot is slipping,” from Psalms, I yell it. You might question my reverence, but never my sincerity. I am brutally honest when I talk to God and lately I’ve not been talking very nice. I know He hears me when I whisper, but I want Him to know how much I mean it.

He hears me when I yell

He hears me when I whisper

He knows my silent thoughts

Since He already knows anyway, I suspect He can handle it. You may want to unfollow me now.

Psalm 139:4, “I’m never out of your sight. You know everything I’m going to say before I start the first sentence.” MSG


I probably don’t pray like you think I do. Don’t get me wrong, I talk to God; throughout the day. If He’s not real, I probably need to be hauled off in a straight-jacket. Okay, you can keep your comments to yourself.

I don’t pray like I used to either. Need drives my prayers to new heights.

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Or maybe this is a new depth. Either way, I’m off the deep end.

Psalm 72:12, “He will rescue the poor when they cry out to him, he will help the oppressed, who have no one to defend them.” NLT


I have some advice. Pray for your Aunt Betty’s neighbor’s hip surgery and a good parking place at the grocery store when it’s raining. Prayers for a comfy life are easier than pouring out your heart. You may get smooth sailing, but without much investment, don’t expect much return.

Luke 6:24-26, “But woe to you who are rich, for you have received your consolation. Woe to you who are full now, for you shall be hungry. Woe to you who laugh now, for you shall mourn and weep. Woe to you, when all people speak well of you, for so their fathers did to the false prophets.” ESV



I want a comfortable life. I want the trials to be over. I want wealth, health and happiness. Or do I? During my year of Sabbath rest imposed by myasthenia gravis, I found the greatest blessing is the very presence of God. He is near to the broken-hearted. So I will embrace the messiness of life.

1 Thessalonians 5:16-18, “Rejoice always, pray continually,  give thanks in all circumstances for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.” NIV

I think I’m praying more now but:

They are ugly prayers
And they are beautiful prayers
And they are desperate prayers
Most of all they are honest prayers

Psalm 119:25, 28 , 37″My life is down in the dust; give me life through your word… I am weary from grief; strengthen me through your word. Turn my eyes from looking at what is worthless; give me life in Your ways.” HCSB

I challenge you to get real with God. I assure you, He can handle it. If I haven’t offended you too much and you want next week’s post in your inbox, enter your email address and join me on the porch. I am praying for you today. Pray for me too.