Pursuing More

After being out of town for 2 Sundays in a row, I was looking forward to being back home in “my” church with my church family again. Then I noticed the nursery schedule .   It was my turn.   After I had just taught Sunday school. I fought the whine welling up inside. I had missed the fellowship and theological discussions in our adult class and now I would miss the message again... for the 3rd week in a row. Grabbing my things, I headed back to the bright nursery room to do the job required of me. As I began to talk with the toddlers and preschoolers, I was reminded in my heart that nursery work is important work . These are little souls who need cared for while their parents are fed from the Word. Nursery time isn’t just about keeping kids corralled; it is the first phase of ministry .   The time spent with those little ones builds relationships that bring godly influence into their lives. Once I changed my attitude, I actually enjoyed my time with th...

Have you ever wondered about the Bleeding Woman in Mark chapter 5? While we are on the subject, I seriously think we should consider giving her a name, that’s not something anyone wants to be known as. Maybe we should call her the Woman of Faith... But back to the subject. Or maybe it is part of the subject now that I think about it. I’ll get to that in a bit. Instead of receiving healing and going on her merry way as I often do, she moved to a position of worship in front of Jesus. Her faith compelled her to go to Jesus for healing and her faith also compelled her to worship Him publically. I don’t mind God knowing about all my junk, but I don’t necessarily like anyone else to know. Are you with me? I tend to want to only show the good and keep the bad and ugly hidden away. Keep it just between God and I. To move in front of Jesus and publically worship for healing meant others would know her problems and that she needed healing. She opened herself up...

Grab a cup of coffee; I have a story for you...you will think it's funny, however, it took me some time before I laughed.   I do believe this is my best "blonder than she pays to be" moment yet to date, to put it in Beth Moore terms.     I was scheduled for a class in Sioux Falls and my husband gave up precious hunting time to accompany me. We drove the 5 ½ hour trek; we left home around 3pm and arrived about 8:30pm.   That always seems like such a long ride, and we were glad when we finally reached our destination.     There was a bit of confusion on the face of the hotel clerk as he searched for our reservation.   His reply stopped my heart, “Your reservations are for NEXT SUNDAY”..... I dug in my purse...to my horror, the conference registration confirmed his words.      My husband tried to comprehend our predicament “So, we just drove 300 miles for nothing?"    My reply was a disbelieving nod; how could I have m...