I Am a Planner Girl: The Master Planner and Me

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O LORD, you are my God;
I will exalt you and praise your name,
for in perfect faithfulness
you have done marvelous things,
things planned long ago.
Isaiah 25:1

I wrote this short post in 2012 as a guest contributor for 5 Minutes for Mom’s  faith based sister website 5 Minutes for Faith. I believe is still one of the the most honest and revealing posts I have ever written. It is one of those moments of observing who I am in my humanity, and who I am through the eyes of grace. When I wrote this, I wanted to show what I believed the root of the struggle was really all about for me and how I choose to continue to trust, even though I stumble, fall and fail. Because the One who upholds me in my imperfection, is Perfect, and I am free to be me…imperfectly. 

I’ve pulled it out of the archives to share again, as Planner Boot Camp approaches. I pray it blesses those who read it for the first time. I hope it gives insight into the heart of Planning with Purpose and my heart in Planner Boot Camp.

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When The Laundry Preaches a Sermon

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But if we walk in the light, as he is in the light, we have fellowship with one another, and the blood of Jesus his Son cleanses us from all sin. 1 John 1:7

Life isn’t all about laundry.

Think about that statement for a minute. Say it out loud. Let it roll across your lips as you stand surveying the piles of unsorted colors and whites surrounding you.

But, sometimes it feels like life is exactly  one endless laundry marathon, doesn’t it?
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Rescued From The Curse By His Grace Moment by Moment

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Standing at the kitchen counter, sleep still permeating my eyes I feel for the coffee pot, prepare the pot, as I have done so many mornings. I squint adjusting to the light well aware I’m being stalked by the morning pet parade. Three sets of eyes are staring up at me. I pour dry food into the two cat bowls, grab the dog’s leash from the coat rack and head to the door with a prancing Reindeer. Once we are out into February’s chilly morning darkness and at the canine appointed place of business, I stare up at the dark blue sky over us. I gaze at the stars. Standing in the starlight, surrounded by winter’s stillness I’m startled awake as I take inventory of my heart.

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The Jaws of Sin VS. Absolute Truth

“Look, Chief, you can’t go off half-cocked looking for vengeance against a fish. That shark isn’t evil. It’s not a murderer. It’s just obeying its own instincts. Trying to get retribution against a fish is crazy.” ― Peter Benchley, Jaws

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As we come to the end of the most wonderful week of the year…ahem, Shark Week. I bring you the next post in my Summer Series, which was coincidentally, originally written in 2012 for my brethren, during Shark Week!

Jaws is one of my all time favorite movies and the greatest of Summer reads – for those who dare. Because I have watched it often, since it’s release in 1975, I have thought about it many times, both inside and outside the water.

If you do what is right, will you not be accepted? But if you do not do what is right, sin is crouching at your door; it desires to have you, but you must rule over it.” Genesis 4:7

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Our Momentary Troubles (When Life Feels Messy)

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Blessed is the one who perseveres under trial because, having stood the test, that person will receive the crown of life that the Lord has promised to those who love him.

James 1:12

I walk the the beach on a cloudy morning, noting the beauty and changes as beach season makes its debut. The sand is combed, less rocks under my feet, and the new lifeguard chairs stand stark awaiting the bustle of Summer days. Morning acknowledges few walking the shoreline, I can walk and talk aloud and look like a crazy person to none but the gulls. For the most part they are too busy to bother themselves with the solo conversationalist infringing on their breakfast buffet. I have a history of seeking Him by the Sea. Not that He won’t meet me anywhere. But here, at the edge of the unknown, water meeting sand, is where we have serious quality time. He presses me with truths, surrounds me with beauty (and tragedy – more on that in a moment), staggers my senses with the work of His hands. The surf tends to be a place God does a reality check with me. He tweaks my perspective. Not that He can’t do it anywhere. But somehow, He and I meet there and I am alive with the mysteries of eternity and wisdom that stretches from the depths of the sea to the expanse of the sky. Just me. And Him. On the sand.

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