What others perceive about us doesn’t matter. What God knows about us is important.
Father God, please show me what You know.
What others perceive about us doesn’t matter. What God knows about us is important.
Father God, please show me what You know.
In light of my enjoyment of telling stories and my favorite Sherlock Holmes saying (“To the great mind, nothing is little.”), I want to tell a couple of stories of gifts that I was given. According to James 1:17, God gives all good gifts. Sometimes God uses His people to deliver those gifts.
One cold January Sunday evening I spent time at a friend’s house. Her husband had to stay late after church at church for a deacons meeting, so we sat and talked about the life issues that we were facing. It was late when her husband came home. It was time for me to head home myself so I got up to get my keys. My friend volunteered her husband to go start my car for me (it was a typical cold Minnesota evening). I was all for it! This is where the gift comes in – and when I tell this story in person I get excited and my face lights up. My friend’s husband went outside and not only started my car, but also scraped the windshield and pulled the car in the driveway. Did I mention that it was a cold Minnesota January night? It was very cold. I don’t like the cold. So it meant a lot to me that he went the extra steps. I don’t know if he remembers this at all – he doesn’t need to. I remember this gift and smile.
Story #2. We get a lot of snow in Minnesnowta. Uh, I mean Minnesota. One Wednesday evening after work I couldn’t pull in my driveway since the plows had gone by. The snow pack was too high. So I left my car in the street and went inside. I called a friend to let her know that I might be late for children’s ministry that evening. I had no idea how long it would take to clear the chunks at the end of the driveway, but I went outside to work as quickly as I could. About half way into the job I started getting tired, but I knew I had to keep working. Then out of the corner of my eye I see a red pickup truck pulling up. I thought, “Please let this be the church member who lives nearby.” Sure enough. On his way home from basketball practice this coach saw me struggling. He got home and told his wife that he had to go help me, so he loaded his snowblower in the truck and came over. I was so relieved. He finished the job and even “widened” the driveway by clearing more snow than I would have.
The first story took place over 10 years ago, but I still remember it well. The other story was probably only a couple of years later. Oh friends, if you have the chance to do something – anything for a friend, do it. It doesn’t always take something big, in fact, some of my favorite stories are “little things”. But as Sherlock Holmes said, those little things aren’t really little. They mean so much. You could make someone’s day – or even decade.
I discovered that I love to tell stories. Most of us do. Stories of God’s provision are some of my favorite.
Several years ago I had a leak in the pipes under my kitchen sink. The leak was after the pipe went into the wall (headed to the basement). I put off the repair for a long time – afraid it would be very expensive. But you can only stop using the kitchen sink for so long.
Finally I called a plumber. The person I wanted had run his own business, but wasn’t at this time. So I called the plumbing company he was working for and set up an appointment. I hadn’t asked for him, but knew it was a good company so anyone I got would be fine.
The morning of the appointment the plumber showed up and started asking questions. He went to the truck to get his tools. When he came back in he asked if I was a Christian – he had noticed the verse painted on my living room wall and some verses and inspirational sayings on my refrigerator. I said that I was. He asked if he could pray about the situation. Uh, yes!! Not knowing how far down the leak was he knew it could be costly. I asked what his name was – sure enough, God had sent the plumber I had hoped for (due to a recommendation from a mutual, trusted friend).
This plumber started praying. I have not often heard a prayer that exalted the Lord more. He praised God for his ability to work, the fact that God saved him, our mutual friend and the trust God allowed through that friendship. It was filled with statements about God. He also prayed for God to guide him as he worked on the repair. Best. Plumber. Ever.
I’m not typically a big fan of having contractors in my home, but I left for work so lighthearted that day. I didn’t know how long it would take or how expensive it would be, but I had such a tangible reminder that God was in control.
I’m happy to report the fun of the story doesn’t end there. I didn’t expect to hear from him for at least 2 hours. He was going to do what he could and finish another day if it was too long of a job. An hour after I got to work I received a phone call from the plumber. He was done. The repair was just after the pipe went into the wall so it didn’t take much to finish. The repair was less than $200. A very pleasant surprise.
God doesn’t always give us the low cost repair or simple fix to a problem. But the reminder of His hand being ever present makes other challenges easier to face. Not easy, mind you – but easier. God is so good.
I took these pictures at the beach in Homer, AK (July 2015). They were taken as the tide was coming back in. I find watching the water very peaceful. Being still is not easy, but God’s way is worth the effort.
I posted last week about how God was asking me to wait regarding my job. My heart was a bit heavy – I had hopes that I would be given a job offer, but those hopes seemed dashed. Today God gave a boost to my weak faith. 15 minutes before the end of my work day, my boss called me into his office. I thought, “Oh great, I’m done.” I prayed, reminding myself that God is in control. We sat down and my boss handed me a job offer. A very good job offer. It was what I had hoped for in several areas and exceeded my expectations in one.
I am enjoying this answer to prayer, but one more huge blessing comes out of this. I had shared with many my hope to get hired by this company. I had shared my waiting lesson. Now my friends and family get to rejoice with me in this news. I have made several phone calls, sent text messages and posted on Facebook. This praise is giving great pleasure to many.
God gives good gifts! I technically unwrapped this present, but all of us get to partake in the excitement.
I was given great power tonight. I had two special friends listen. They just listened as I talked about the life struggles I’m currently facing (mostly relating to my job). They listened, sympathized, and didn’t really give much advice. My friends gave me the chance to simply unburden my heart to them.
Mind you, neither one of my listening friends has a peachy keen life. They have plenty of burdens of their own, and shared some of them with me. However, they care so much about me that they took the time to listen. To me. The strength listening brings is phenomenal.
I pray you have a listening friend. If a person is not readily available, God is an awesome listener (I have many times talked to Him when friends have not been available). One of the things you can ask God is to give a friend to listen. God wants to give good gifts (James 1:17).
My favorite mountain in Alaska (and therefore anywhere) is Susitna (Sleeping Lady). You can see her from almost anywhere in Anchorage. On my last trip there I thought a lot about Psalm 3 and 4, both have verses about sleeping in safety.
This photo is courtesy of either my brother or sister-in-law who live in Alaska. (I added the words below). This picture was taken at sunset in June of 2005.

I don’t know about you, but I’m not good at waiting. I have heard that not many people are good at waiting (if you know of someone who is – please let me know. I want to meet them). Every time I think I’m improving, God shows me something that I have to wait longer for.
This week it was my job. I have been in a position on a temporary status for almost 2 years. There have been many ups and downs – maybe they’ll hire me – maybe they won’t. I believe that God put me in this job for a reason and has asked me to wait. I believe God has been at work – stretching my patience. Now He has tested me by asking me to continue to wait. I am human and breathing, so I still have a lot farther to go. Why is it that patience takes so long to develop?
I really don’t mind waiting as long as I can do something. Give me a task and I feel like I am more patient. But ask me to sit still. Ouch. I don’t enjoy those times.
I’m thankful for God’s faithfulness. He is so patient with me. He loves me so much that He has hand chosen this opportunity to wait – to develop the ability to wait in my life. I don’t know what God has for my future. But I know that God has my best interest in mind.
“He is no fool who gives what he cannot keep to gain that which he cannot lose.” -Jim Elliot
I don’t usually remember the exact date of the death of Jim Elliot and 4 fellow missionaries in Ecuador, so I am glad when I see articles such as this one about the event. http://www.desiringgod.org/articles/slain-in-the-shadow-of-the-almighty
Many lives have been changed by the testimony of this incident. While this is an excellent story, there is another piece of the story that not as many people know. Frank & Marie Drown were missionaries in the same area as the 5 that were killed. Frank was supposed to go with these men, but because his wife so so close to her due date he did not go. God continues to use the lives of Frank & Marie Drown to further His work. I know it has impacted my life. I was blessed to meet them when I was a child. The Drowns became friends with my grandparents many years ago. My grandmother still corresponds with them.
May God use my life to encourage others. It is not an easy thing to do. Stories from the lives of the Elliots and Drowns are filled with painful trials. However, God has sent blessings in abundance through the pain they suffered. Blessings that are enjoyed by thousands. Only God can give in that measure. May I be His willing tool.
I was blessed to spend Christmas with my parents again this year – and both of my brothers. I enjoy when I get quality time with those I love.
One special memory from this Christmas was the bonfire my dad started for me. I had gone outside to help him burn some cardboard. When we were almost done with that task, my dad offered to start a bonfire (which was possible due to a lack of snow). It took 3 tries, but the fire finally got going – a few marshmallows later (and a few shivers – it was chilly outside) I went back inside with a big smile on my face.
Special memories like this are treasures. Something that money can’t buy. God has blessed me in great measure.