Ascension Day


Today is Ascension Day. A day to remember when Jesus was taken up into heaven a mere forty days after He rose from the grave.

I don’t know why it isn’t more widely revered. It doesn’t seem to be celebrated with the same importance as the Resurrection, death and birth of Jesus Christ. It should matter though and it should matter big time. It’s yet another major promise fulfilled.

When we think of this day, most of us go back to the Nicene Creed:

“And the third day he rose again according to the Scriptures: And ascended into heaven, And sitteth on the right hand of the Father: And he shall come again, with glory, to judge both the quick and the dead; Whose kingdom shall have no end.”

I know this day is important to the “church” but it is important for us as well. We need to remember that Jesus will come again and His Kingdom shall have no end. Jesus is the Lord of Lords, the Son of God, the Prince of Peace and so much more.

It’s good to remember and celebrate Ascension Day but it is also imperative that we reflect on God’s love for us, His fulfilled promises and for the gift of His only begotten Son.

Praise God from whom all blessings flow…


God’s lost and found.



Magazines and experts regularly tell us how we can get papers organized, file cabinets de-cluttered and our in-box emptied. It all seems so possible…until you try. This crazy quest for an orderly life.

I have given in to defeat on organization and decided instead to work on trying to get things in better shape and not to berate myself when things aren’t so. I want to enjoy life and not fret about what is lost or left undone. It takes too much energy to worry all the time about everything having a specific place in life.

Life is messy. Business is messy. Love is messy. Kids are most certainly messy.

Perfection is impossible to achieve but the sooner we recognize that there IS glory in simply trying, the more able we will move on to be more loving people to those around us. It doesn’t mean we shouldn’t try to clean up our act…it just means that sometimes we are able to accomplish great things out of disorder.

To wait for everything to be perfect will be to wait forever.

A dear old friend once told me a motto she repeated to herself daily. I use it all the time. When I’m feeling lost, I say to myself: “Nothing is lost that’s found in Christ.”

…and that is absolutely true.

For the Son of Man came to seek and save what was lost. Luke 19:10




The Fault in our Stars


After persistent harassment from my daughter, I finally surrendered and read The Fault in Our Stars by John Green. I devoured this book in one sitting and finally went to sleep after 3am.

What fascinated me about this novel? I think it was real and honest and truthful. I also think it struck a chord with any of us who have dealt with cancer and its lingering messiness.

When I wrote on social media about the book, one friend privately shared that she had survived the same cancer as one of the characters. I was shocked to hear this news.

So, while we peruse the same words, she sees the books through different eyes. The story resonates in her experienced soul.

As I sat in church this week, I was struck by the fact that this is how it goes with people of faith. We all come to God through different paths. We see the life of Christ through our own unique eyes. It doesn’t change the facts, but it changes how we relate to Him.

Leaving a mark on this world is important. But having my name in the Lamb’s book of life is imperative. That is about as real, honest and truthful as I can be.

Death is inevitable, but a life built on the reality of Christ is forever.

The birth of Christ was announced by a bright and shining star. Fear not my friends, for that is truly the beginning of great joy for all of us.

There’s a Song in the Air – “Holland and Harrington”

In the light of that star, Lie the ages impearled;
And that song from afar, Has swept over the world,
Ev’ry hearth is aflame, and the beautiful sing,
In the homes of the nations that Jesus is King!

We remember on this Memorial Day


On this Memorial Day we remember Ray Joseph Hutchinson with love and gratitude.

May angels lead you into paradise; upon your arrival, may the martyrs receive you and lead you to the holy city of Jerusalem. May the ranks of angels receive you, and with Lazarus, once a poor man, may you have eternal rest.

I love this.

I love this.

Are not two sparrows sold for a cent? And yet not one of them will fall to the ground apart from your Father. “But the very hairs of your head are all numbered. “So do not fear; you are more valuable than many sparrows. Matthew 10:29-31

Memorial Day


I rarely go on a rant about anything but there is one thing bothering me today. There is no such thing as a HAPPY Memorial Day.

I dislike when I see people tweet, facebook or post “happy” greetings on Memorial Day. It’s not a happy day for those who have lost loved ones in service to their country. It is quite the reverse.

But having said that…I appreciate Memorial Day. I appreciate people remembering. The loss of a precious family member is a daily battle with sorrow for some and loving memories are what remains.

Please remember…but remember with reverence, respect and gratitude. We shouldn’t have to lose so many to save us all. Having said that, I am certain our heavenly Father knows this feeling all too well.

Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. John 15:13

Happy Birthday…


I love birthdays so I really love today…it’s my birthday. Technically, it’s also my brother’s birthday since we are twins but what the heck…I’m claiming it for me this year.

I have never been a person who shied away from my age. I embrace it and I thank God for another year when so many friends didn’t get past their early years. This world holds illness, disease and just bad luck for so many of those we love and miss.

On my birthday, I remember the saints who have gone before me and I celebrate for them. They deserved so much more.

As for me, every day is essentially a birth-day. Each day we are reborn in Christ. Each day we should be joy-filled at the endless possibilities. Each day is another step closer to Jesus.

It’s time to celebrate.


Go big or go home?


I don’t know who came up with this quote but I don’t like it.

Firstly, it implies that going home is akin to losing. Nothing could be further from the truth. Home is the opposite of losing – home is sanctuary. Go big AND go home. That’s a win-win.

Secondly, who doesn’t want to go big? Let’s be real…I love going big, I’m a Christian…I serve a big and mighty God. The bigger the better!

Finally, I like to think in the positive. I wake up and hope for a big and wonderful day. Don’t you?

I prefer to say Go Big or Go Big! That sounds like the best concept to me.

Just go.


Ephesians 6:10

Finally, be strong in the Lord and in the strength of his might.



Coming For to Carry Me Home


Today I walked with a childhood friend as we buried her Momma. No matter our age, for many of us, our Mothers are a constant reminder of the purest form of love that we will know. Mothers bind us with their hearts as they bear us in their wombs. They are wonderfully made and graced by God.

I talked so much with my parents who told me that the best way I could honor their memory was to live out a happy life after they were gone. Amazingly, the first thing I found in my father’s wallet after he passed away was a picture of his own Dad who had gone to glory over 70 years ago. For 70 years my Dad had looked at that picture daily. He never forgot.

I know that my friend today will honor her Mother and remember her with love all the rest of her earthly days. I feel the same for my parents. I think we can honor and remember equally and know they wait for us in heaven.

Until that wonderful reunion, I’ll laugh, love, enjoy this life and thank God for every day. That’s the least I can do.

May angels lead you into paradise Gloria Meyerdierks and may God bless Barbara as she grieves her great loss.

Swing low, sweet chariot,
Coming for to carry me home
Swing low, sweet chariot,
Coming for to carry me home

I looked over Jordan, and I what did I see
Coming for to carry me home?
A band of angels coming after me
Coming for to carry me home

If you get there before I do
Coming for to carry me home
Tell all my friends I coming too
Coming for to carry me home

I’m sometimes up, I’m sometimes down
Coming for to carry me home
But still my soul feels heavenly bound
Coming for to carry me home

Motley Crew

Faith versus doubt, religion or confidence concept

Doubting Thomas has historically been given a bad rap…in fact, he’s always called “doubting” Thomas. But when we speak of Jesus’s disciples, at one time or another, they all doubted.

What a motley crew.

They walk, talk and break bread with Jesus and yet they still didn’t get “it” – they still questioned. They wanted more proof. The disciples who watched in awe as Jesus performed miracles, raised Lazarus from the dead, healed the sick, and walked on water harbor doubts. How is that even possible?

Jesus shares the great proclamation “I AM” seven times and His disciples are bewildered? Seriously?

And yet, Jesus loved them. He chose them. Is it a surprise that this many years later we are still surrounded by doubters? How many still want proof?

How many skeptics resort to false claims? For some, they refuse to believe. And yet, Jesus loves them too.

He loves the doubters, the unbelievers and those who don’t know they need Him yet. Jesus is love.

So when our contemporary doubting Thomas’s question the reality of Jesus Christ. Be patient. Be kind. Be loving.

That’s what Jesus would do.


“Do not let your hearts be troubled. You believe in God; believe also in me. My Father’s house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am. You know the way to the place where I am going.”

Thomas said to him, “Lord, we don’t know where you are going, so how can we know the way?”

Jesus answered, “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me. If you really know me, you will know my Father as well. From now on, you do know him and have seen him.”

Philip said, “Lord, show us the Father and that will be enough for us.”

Jesus answered: “Don’t you know me, Philip, even after I have been among you such a long time? Anyone who has seen me has seen the Father. How can you say, ‘Show us the Father’? Don’t you believe that I am in the Father, and that the Father is in me? The words I say to you I do not speak on my own authority. Rather, it is the Father, living in me, who is doing his work. Believe me when I say that I am in the Father and the Father is in me; or at least believe on the evidence of the works themselves. Very truly I tell you, whoever believes in me will do the works I have been doing, and they will do even greater things than these, because I am going to the Father. And I will do whatever you ask in my name, so that the Father may be glorified in the Son. You may ask me for anything in my name, and I will do it.

John 14:1-14