Am I Being Part of the Solution? – Penny L. Hunt

Therefore encourage one another with these words. 1 Thessalonians 4:18 NIV

QUITYERBELLYAKIN was written in large letters across the front of the team leader’s t-shirt. Beneath the gibberish was the translation: “Quit Your Belly Aching!” and the words could not have been more appropriate.

The women’s outreach ministry was scheduled for a “Lessons Learned” session after hosting a city-wide event to welcome newcomers as a means of establishing points of connection and initiating efforts toward friendship evangelism.

The event had gone well but was poorly attended and some team members, disheartened with the poor return for such a great effort, had become quite vocal with their negative opinions. The “meetings before the meeting” had become a breeding ground of frustration and discouragement. Emotions ran high and the enemy of the church was at work establishing an underground watering system designed to nurture the negativity and leach the poison of discontentment throughout the participating churches.

Concerned team leaders prayed and the Lessons Learned session was re-scheduled for a time just before dusk. As team members arrived, they were directed to a hilltop and asked to watch as night fell and lights gradually illuminated the city below. When it was dark, everyone was given a flashlight and a printed piece of paper, and asked to form a circle to read the words aloud.

Let me tell you why you are here… You’re here to be light, bringing out the God-colors in the world…Now that I’ve put you there on a hilltop, on a light stand—shine. Keep open house; be generous with your lives. By opening up to others, you’ll prompt people to open up with God, this generous Father in heaven.

I will never forget that night — the tears or the glow of faces as the beams from the flashlights swept the circle and we saw each other as light-bearers. We returned with renewed vision and focused on bright spots in our program rather than all the problems. Through prayer and faith, we began looking at new ways to move forward.

As children of God, our calling is to be part of the solution not part of the problem. When you are tempted to grumble and gossip, stop and ask yourself, “Am I being part of the solution?”

Penny Hunt, a.k.a., “The Bloom Lady”, is the wife of a career Naval Officer/Attaché and mother of five. Through her Blooming Where You Are Planted talks, seminars, and writing, she encourages and equips people from all walks of life in navigating the chopping waters of change. Penny is the author of an Amazon.com bestselling children’s book, Little White Squirrel’s Secret. She is the Faith Columnist for the Citizen News of Edgefield County, SC and a popular speaker with a motivational, humorous message. An active member of her church and community, Penny resides in the rural peach-growing region of South Carolina. Contact Penny at: thebloomlady@gmail.com.

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Craving an Answer – Denise Loock

Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. Philippians 4:6-7 NIV

A chocolate craving ambushed me as I sat in the waiting room at Jiffy Lube. We wrestled for a few minutes, but it attacked at the most vulnerable time of my day, mid-afternoon. In defeat I slinked over to the vending machine, inserted my quarters into the slot, and waited for a Snickers bar to drop. It didn’t. I glanced behind me and then banged on the glass. Nothing. I grabbed the sides of the machine and shook it. Unbelievable! I fumed as I headed toward the receptionist.

“I’m sorry,” she said, sliding my refund across the counter. “We’ve had a lot of trouble with that machine lately.” The craving howled inside my stomach as I shuffled back to my seat.

Sometimes I approach prayer like I approached that vending machine. An urgent situation arises. I slide my request toward God and expect immediate results. If an answer doesn’t drop down quickly I complain, “Where’s my answer, God?”

However, God isn’t a vending machine, and prayer isn’t the coin that operates His will. Prayer is a doorway through which I can enter God’s presence and wait for Him to speak. Paul said, “present your requests,” not “demand an answer.” He didn’t mention God granting the requests either. The response we can expect from God is peace—a calm assurance that He will do what He knows is best.

Why does He respond with peace? Paul says that God’s peace will guard our hearts. Guard is a military term that refers to soldiers assigned to prevent invasion or protect civilians.

Peace strengthens our confidence in God’s ability to prevent enemies from defeating us, enemies like discouragement, fear, and bitterness. His peace also protects us from making rash decisions and harmful choices. We may not understand why God doesn’t dispense the solutions we desire, but His Word assures us that God’s peace “transcends all understanding.”

I banged on the vending machine because I assumed I could compel it to fulfill my desires. Have you been banging on the window of heaven, trying to force the answer you desire to drop? Lower your fist and extend your palms in humble expectation. God longs to fill your hands with His peace and your mouth with thanksgiving.

Denise K. Loock is a freelance writer. Her devotions and stories appear in best-selling books and magazines. She is also the founder of and writer for DigDeeperDevotions.com, a website dedicated to enabling Christians to dig deeper into God’s Word. In 2010, Lighthouse Publishing of the Carolinas released Denise’s first collection of devotions—Open Your Hymnal: Devotions That Harmonize Scripture With Song. Find out more about the book at www.digdeeperdevotions.com/books.aspx.

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Connecting – Karen F. Riley

And He said to them, “Take heed and beware of covetousness for one’s life does not consist in the abundance of the things he possesses.” Luke 12:15, NKJV

I watched in dismay as the loading bar slowed to a crawl and then halted. A few seconds later, the screen blinked and the familiar words, “There is a problem with your Internet connection,” appeared.

“We’re down again,” I said to my business partner.

“Yeah, I see that,” he replied in disgust.

It had been a frustrating two weeks of dropped connections and intermittent Internet service. As a graphics and web design company, we rely on the Internet for everything – email, setting up websites, uploading information, transmitting files, and communication.

Ever since our cable company upgraded the equipment, we’ve had problems. We started to know the technicians on a first name basis and the service department recognized our number on their caller ID. Still, despite new wiring inside and out, a replacement modem and a new plate on the pole outside, the problems persisted.

I am amazed at how dependent we have become on technology. Our society is constantly connected and plugged in. Cell phones, WiFi, broadband, text messaging – we need our communication delivered fast and when it is down, it impacts our ability to function.

I heard a preacher say that our society has become so impatient that we even pace back and forth in front of the microwave. All of this connectivity to people on the other side of the globe has resulted in less face-to-face time. We collect “toys,” not relationships.

During that downtime, I rediscovered things I had been missing. In the evening, instead of catching up on work and answering email, I now had time to take walks with my husband, garden, even get to the gym. During work time, my business partner and I were to spend time analyzing in-depth things we had done in the past and discuss future business goals.

God truly cleared a path that allowed a renewing of my mind and a freeing of my spirit. And throughout it all, He provided, with intermittent “up times,” to keep some business flowing and customers that were patient and understanding during the crisis. We only lost one business deal during that time, but what we gained was so much greater; an abundance of intangible things that could not be possessed.

Karen F. Riley just celebrated her five-year anniversary of accepting Jesus into her heart. She is ever so thankful for His restoration of the years that the locust had eaten. You can share her journey at www.locustfood.com.
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God Does Care – Elsi Dodge

When times are good, be happy; but when times are bad, consider: God has made the one as well as the other. Ecclesiastes 7:14

My beagle is on the dashboard, fully alert. Her ears are cocked, her tail’s wagging, and she’s peering out the windshield, focused, searching, eager.

If she could talk, this is what she’d say:

“Look, a deer. I saw one! Deer are friends; they would love to get to know me. I want to go out and play with them. “

She pressed her nose against the window.

“Gophers too. They would be much friendlier than the silly cat – maybe travel with me, and go for walks , and curl up on the bed. We’d be best friends, a gopher and me.”

My puppy leaned into the breeze of cold that whisked from the vents.

“Smells great. Too bad you don’t smell it. Wild scents, odors from the fields and hills, beckoning to me … oh, I want to go running through the fields, tracking all those delightful smells. And my mama won’t let me. If she loved me, she’d stop the RV so I could chase the deer. If she cared, she’d let me out to play with the gophers. If she wanted me to be happy, she’d unclip the leash so I could run through the wilderness. She says she loves me, but she obviously doesn’t. Whimper . . .”

I’m busy mumbling to myself that I’d wanted to take a canoe ride at Creston, BC, but a school group got there first. The underground mining railroad trip in Kimberley wasn’t open this early in the season. I wanted to see more of Waterton Lake National Park in Alberta, and the shuttle didn’t come.I wanted to have a beautiful trip, and it’s been raining for almost three weeks now. It’s not fair, I whinned. If God loved me, He’d make it so I’m happy.

There’s the dog again, looking up at me with those enormous, pleading beagle eyes. How, she probably wonders, can I be so cruel, when she’s so cute and sweet and good? There’s no way I can explain to her that the deer will attack to protect her fawns, that gophers bite and carry plague, and that she’d get lost if she ran into the forest. I want her to be happy, but I care more that she’s safe.

That’s how God feels about me. He wants me to be like Him. He’ll give me good things along the way, but He cares about my character. His aim isn’t my happiness, though He wants that for me as well. God’s goal is for me to be like Him. His hand is in everything I do, guiding me, protecting me, even when I don’t understand His reasoning. Just as I love and care for my dog, God loves and cares for me with the same deep intention.

When you feel as though you’re not allowed to enjoy life, look at the means behind the method. Let God do His job. Let Him care.

Elsi Dodge, from Boulder, CO is a single, retired teacher of children with special needs, travels in a 30-foot RV with the dubious assistance of her beagle and a small saber-toothed tiger, cleverly disguised as a tabby cat. In her spare time she tutors, advocates for families caught in the special education system, co-leads a Bible study, works with a church youth group, facilitates a writing critique group, and writes. Her blog is www.RVTourist.com/blog.
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A Treasure for My Heart – Pat Moyer

For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also . Luke 12:34 NIV

Twelve months old and cute as a button; that is my little grandson, Austin. His first birthday was in December and, of course, there was a big family party. Austin received so many nice gifts: clothes, toys, books, and money. Then came Christmas…more clothes, toys, and books. He was showered with treasures by all his family members. What a lucky little boy.

Being a normal one year old, Austin doesn’t see the value of all he has been given. Recently, he came to my house with his best treasure. As his Mommy carried him in, he held up a lint roller and said “Roll! Roll!”

“He wants to take this everywhere, Mom,” said my daughter. “If we try to take it from him, he cries and sobs something awful.”

Little Austin has received all these wonderful gifts and, yet, he hangs on to a lint roller with deep admiration and fascination. He’d rather have the lint roller than the brand new toys. He wants a different treasure than what his parents have for him.

I couldn’t help but think that is just how we are with God. We are grasping the treasures of this life with both hands, crying and screaming if we don’t get what we want. Yet, Jesus told his disciples they should place their hearts on things above, not on things below. We, as his followers, have better treasure than what our hands want to hold on to. We have a treasure for our hearts.

It is time for us to let go of the tight grasp we have on the things of this earth– open our hearts to all that God has in store for us through Jesus Christ…a new heart, a new spirit, a home in heaven, His love, forgiveness, mercy, and grace. Look at your gifts and possessions. Do you value what God has given you?

Dear Lord, you are the treasure of my heart. Help me to follow your example more and more each day. Help me to focus on things above and not on things below. Help me to give up those things you don’t want me to have and to follow only you.

Pat Moyer is a freelance writer,    wife, mother, grandmother, and photographer residing in Pottstown, PA. She is a lifetime member of The Garden Club Federation of Pennsylvania and a lifetime member of National Garden Clubs, Inc. She is past president of the Pottstown Area Garden Club and a C.L.A.S.S. trained speaker. She has been an inspirational speaker for Bible studies, women’s groups, retirement groups, conferences, holiday teas and luncheons. She is currently a member of the teaching team for an adult ladies’ Sunday school class. Pat has worked in many areas of church ministry and has served as director of the primary department for DVBS, primary department Sunday school teacher, Camp Cherith camp counselor, and co-chair for the E.B.C. Women’s Conference. You can reach Pat by e-mail at patricia.moyer @yahoo.com. You may visit her web site at: http://www.patmoyer-treasure.net/

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Identity – Soul Searching — Linda Bernson-Tang

“If you are pleased with me, teach me your ways so I may know you and continue to find favor with you.” Exodus 33:13

From the rearview mirror, I watched the building that housed my career, shrink. With each passing mile, I, too, seemed to be reducing in size. I had resigned from my job to be with my new baby and had backed out from my parking spot at work for the final time. Because I believed my identity came from my career, that was gone from the horizon as well.

Who am I and where did I go? These were questions I asked daily. I wondered whether Moses asked these questions after killing an Egyptian for beating a Hebrew slave and fleeing to Midian.

I kept asking, “Who am I Lord?” Instead my question needed to be, “Who are you?” Through daily time spent in God’s word, He began re-establishing my identity. My attitudes and habits changed. Convictions hit. Corrections occurred. “‘For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,” declares the Lord’.” The bar was set higher. My identity started to look more like God’s—my eyes focused on my gifts and blessings rather than my accomplishments at a job. I began to see the soul of Christ and search my own.

If my identity is dependent on my job, what happens when the job changes? If I’m out of a job, am I out of an identity? Not as God’s child. He changes us. We can be surprised when led to serve in an area we normally wouldn’t serve, exercise self-control when the tendency is to react, or smile at someone who wronged us instead of walking past.

My identity does not originate from a career, title nor parent, but from being God’s child. At the end of each day and for eternity, that’s the best identity one could have. Identity begins with God and develops through prayer and time in his word. Are you submitting to God daily? Do you look like Him?

Before becoming a full-time mother, Linda Bernson-Tang was assistant advertising and marketing director for KABC TalkRadio in Los Angeles and handled publicity for KLOS, ESPN and Radio Disney ABC owned stations. She is a freelance writer and author of a YA novel entitled, Picture Perfect. She lives in Thousand Oaks, CA with her husband, two daughters, and her God-based identity.

Sons of Adam – Ariel Allison

“The LORD God took the man and put him in the Garden of Eden to work it and take care of it. And the LORD God commanded the man, “You are free to eat from any tree in the garden; but you must not eat from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, for when you eat of it you will surely die.” Genesis 2:15-17

I watched my children play in our back yard – the entire glorious, fenced in, half acre. For two little boys, you couldn’t ask for a better yard. We have a huge pecan tree that spreads its heavy laden branches over the house and most of the yard. In the corner is a swing enticing little boys who think they can fly. We have piles of dirt and newly fallen leaves. Wagons. Tractors. Scooters. Little shovels just their size. Piles of pecans to be thrown, stacked, or eaten. Rocks. Bugs. Bushes with little red berries that turn into paint when you squish them on the fence. On most days they spend hours exploring their little world.

And yet, there are a handful of things they must not do while they are outside. They must not play with Daddy’s grill. They must not throw rocks over the fence at the neighbor’s car. And they must not climb on the metal pipes connected to the air conditioner.

Today my children abandoned their glorious freedom in exchange for the forbidden. I went outside and found them throwing rocks. I went outside and found Daddy’s grill smoking as it singed dry leaves. I found them swinging like monkey’s on the metal pipes of our air conditioner. And they experienced the cost of disobedience.

On my third trip outside I was reminded by my Father, that all of His children sin. I was reminded of two people in a garden long ago that chose the only forbidden thing in their paradise. And I was reminded that my children are sons of Adam – just as I am a daughter of Eve.

And in that moment I remembered my responsibility is not just to punish the wrong but to encourage the right. It is to help my boys make good choices from having a Godly mind that desires to do good, to obey because it is the right thing to do.

I must help them find pleasure in their freedom, and protect them from what brings harm. And I must help them understand that God is not the great cosmic kill-joy that many people would have us believe, but the kind Father that longs to see them enjoy the things that bring life.

Ariel Allison is learning to trust God as she wanders through the desert. When not writing, she is surrounded by a gaggle of little boys, one blue-eyed husband, and a neurotic dog. She explores the issue of greed in her new novel, Eye of the God, due out from Abingdon Press in October. To read a visit her online at www.arielallison.com Ariel is also featured in Christian Devotions new book, Spirit and HEART: A Devotional Journey.


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Learning to Be a Good Member of the “Cane Crowd” – Sue Falcone

“This was to fulfill what was spoken through the prophet Isaiah: He took up our infirmities and carried our diseases.” Matthew 8:17

Did you know there are 49.2M people who have some type of disability in the United States? That is 19% of our population!

How does one handle having limitations? Recently having to face this situation, I must admit it was not what I would have chosen or been thankful in receiving.

Jesus has authority over all earthly diseases and illness, and does heal, so I expected that to happen for me. I have great doctors and have been blessed with great health for many years, so my expectation was that I would be back to normal in no time.

But that was not the path God had chosen for me to take at this time. The words, “there are many more people worse off than you, so just get a grip and move on,” were not what I wanted to hear. I was focused on what I didn’t have or couldn’t do, not on who I am in Christ and what He wanted to do through me.

No one really likes any kind of limitation or disability, but God has a plan and purpose for it. I saw that I had not really noticed or paid attention to those with limitations until I became one of them. God showed me I would have to learn to be a good member of the “Cane Crowd” so I could help others see past their limitations and become all that God meant for them to become and do, even with their limitations.

What are you facing today? Do you have limitations, or do you need to see how you can help those who do? Ask God to show you His plan and know that He is in control and has not left you.

One day when all sickness and disease are no more in our heavenly home we will see the total healing of our Lord. But until then, as Joni Eareckson Tada shares, “my wheelchair has shown me the way HOME by heart.” I, too, know that my heavenly HOME will be much better than here, but on the way there God has shown me His heart, so I can share it with you!

Sue Falcone is a gifted speaker and teacher. God has called Sue to use her unique presentation of encouragement and humor to help others overcome their fears. Skilled as a former “corporate America” manager, Sue is a graduate of Dale Carnegie and is a speaker for Stonecroft Ministries – Christian Women’s Clubs.

Embedded Rocks — Joryln Grasser


“A new heart also will I give you, and a new spirit will I put within you: and I will take away the stony heart out of your flesh, and I will give you an heart of flesh.” Ezekiel 36:26

The lighthouse winks periodically, its blaring horn warns ships. Lake Michigan’s water laps over the shores’ round rocks. I am having a rare playtime with my dad. He lets me wander, watching as I chase waves and then laughing as waves chase me. Dusk begins to settles. When I leave I carry a few, small rocks in my pocket as a trophy of our day.

Like my pocket rocks, rocks in the Bible play an important role in God’s story of His people. Abraham prepared to sacrifice his son, Isaac, on a rock alter, but God intervened. They reinforced with a huge stone the rock-hewed grave in which they buried Jesus. God intervened again and rolled it away. God’s plans for Moses changed when he disobeyed and struck the rock numerous times. The significance of each story teaching us today.

Since Bible times each year as the farmer prepared his field he encountered new rocks once deeply embedded. They broke loose and rose to the surface. These must be dealt with before planting can begin.

As the farmer prepares the field, even so God must prepare us. As believers, we must not allow sin to become embedded, its presence so obscure we refuse to acknowledge it. Bitterness and anger create rock solid formations. These refuse to diminish as we attempt to shovel aside the failures they create.

God is our only help. Forgiveness comes as we acknowledge Him as the cleansing source. He attacks sin one shovel full at a time, removing and tossing it beyond our reach.

Embedding our lives in Biblical truths creates deep craters of assurance. God’s Word provides peace. Each truth nugget builds confidence-sustaining stability. Our heavenly Father smiles as we test His promises. He honors our desire to embed His Word within. Soon, trophy verses become life’s stepping stone, each a solid rock we hold precious.

Daily living embedded in God’s Word provides solid footing when life’s waves lash against us. Our faith stands strong, as His Word becomes a “lamp unto our feet and a light unto our path”. (Psalm 119:105)




Jorlyn A. Grasser is a freelance writer living in Knightdale, North Carolina. She has been published in Secret Place, Horizons, Seek, Evangel and other publications. She enjoys playing the piano and spending time with her grandchildren.

The Master Teacher — Irene Brand

He who has ears to hear, let him hear.” Luke 8:8b

Jesus has been called the Master Teacher, and we see an example of His teaching ability in the parable of the sower recorded by Luke. Much of what Jesus had to say in this parable encouraged me as I taught for twenty-three years in a public school, and many more years of teaching in our local church. Teaching is often discouraging because we don’t always see immediate results from our labor.

Discouragement is a major threat to all of us. Who among us hasn’t had failures? As a teacher I’ve often looked back and wondered if I should have taken a different approach to a problem. Teachers in the public school are told that unless the pupil learn, there hasn’t been any teaching, an assumption that sometimes made me feel like a failure. Jesus taught, however, that learning is a two-way street. Students must have a receptive mind for learning to occur.

Jesus mentioned four kinds of soil where the seed of the Word might have landed. Unyielding ground where the seed couldn’t take root. In shallow soil, it would sprout and soon wither and die because of lack of moisture. Palestine’s soil was also full of thistles and brambles. If the seed fell among those aggressive plants, the young plant would soon be crowded out. Only seed nurtured in good soil produced a noteworthy crop, and this principle also applies to teaching.

I often had students in public schools whose family background prevented their reception of my teaching. One mother sent an excuse saying that her son had been absent from school the previous day to stay home with his father who was leaving the next day to spend twenty years in prison. I remember another student, whose father was molesting the boy’s younger sisters, and the mother wouldn’t interfere. In situations like these, learning can seldom take place because the students’ family problems crowded out the seed I was sowing.

Christians have the opportunity to sow the seed of the Good News wherever we are. In reality, we are all teachers by example whether or not we’ve ever set foot in a classroom. We are responsible for teaching the Word, not for the response. But how wonderful to praise God when we’ve planted the seed and it has produced an abundant crop in the lives of those who listened!

Irene Brand began writing inspirational novels in 1984. Forty-five books and over 2 million copies in print, Irene still holds to her grass roots, of faith, family and friends.

Irene and her husband live in rural West Virginia. Her newest book,
Love Finds You in Valentine, Nebraska is available in bookstores now.