From Receipt Chaos to Christmas Joy
Receipts. Good for noting what we’ve received. Plus maybe a 35-cent coupon. In the physical. But on the spiritual side—the eternal—there’s no way to fully note all we’ve received in Christ.
Tired is How Tired Does
Are you soul tired? True rest is God-generated. Only, guess what. That’s where joy sparks too. It doesn’t even matter if my body is tired. As long as my soul is God-seeking and Jesus-focused, there is a wonderful, steadfast joy energy that compares to nothing else.
You Be YOU Being You
Someone called me Super Woman the other day and I received it. Practically caped it. It was completely undeserved and the cape altogether ill-fitting, and still I received it. Just so’s you know, though, anytime I’m acting like I have everything all together, feel free to remind me that sometimes I still sing the song to find my way to the book of Ezra
Making Space
I’m always absolutely sure I can shove one more thing in there. It doesn’t matter that it’s already overflowing or that I have to quick-catch some flyaway plastic wrap and wrangle an escaping tea bag resting on some soggy junk mail. I win if I can squeeze in one more thing.
Hang IN There
Rhonda Rhea If hanging onto reality is anything like hanging pictures, mine probably needs to go a little higher and to the right. I know, I know. There are all…
Less Plunder, More Wonder
We were hardly past Labor Day when it started: the holiday shopping CRAZY. Earlier every year, isn’t it? Now let me quickly point out that I can tolerate a lot…
Circle the Wagons
COFFEE AND DONUTS. THEY GO TOGETHER LIKE LOVE AND MARRIAGE.
Someday I’d like to write a poem and I’d like to start it with the line, “Coffee and donuts, sittin’ in a tree.” I’m not sure where to go from there.
I get that far and all I know is that I want to be in that tree. I confess I’ve had a few too many donuts. Sad to say, the bough on that tree would be bending pretty low about now.
That’s why I decided to go on yet another diet recently. Also, sad to say, I’ve already fallen off the wagon. I’m thinking of putting up a sign that says,
(more…)“Please keep body inside the wagon at all times, and please stay seated until the wagon comes to a complete and final stop.”
Christmas 2019 issue: Rise Up! It’s Your Time to Shine
“Those who are wise will shine like the bright expanse of the heavens, and those who lead many to righteousness, like the stars forever and ever.” —–Daniel 12:3
You may think of a million people more equipped than you to accomplish the call God has on your life, but God is calling you to RISE UP because It is Your Time to Shine!
Christmas Cover Girls Bethany Jett and Michelle Medlock Adams (bethanyandmichelle.com) give us Platinum Faith perspective.
Got a Doubt? Get a Clue
by Rhonda Rhea in Leading Hearts magazine
I REMEMBER PLAYING THE “WE’VE GOT-FIVE-KIDS” VERSION OF THE GAME “CLUE.” Who did it? Never just a whole lot of doubt there: It was the toddler—in the family room—with a permanent marker.
We held our things and furniture and carpets and walls all pretty loosely in the days of raising kids, though it was still tough not to get just a little bent out of shape when yet another lamp would bite the dust. It still amazes me that no one knew who broke it or how it happened. Except that I do doubt.
And it wasn’t just the kids doing the demolition. One time a kitten clawed his way from floor to ceiling on my newly painted wall. He was halfway down again before I pulled him off. I’m pretty sure I saw his life flash before my eyes. Is that a thing that can happen? Because I might’ve seen it nine times.
On the spiritual side of life, I have room for even fewer doubts.
Believe it or not, doubt is much more destructive than five kids and a cat. It has a way of grabbing onto our joy and fruitfulness and sort of clawing it up from floor to ceiling.
The enemy wields doubt.
He’s been effectively using it as a weapon since the fall of man. As a matter of fact, it was his weapon of choice in the initiation of the fall in the first place.
(more…)Live, Love, Laugh, Snort
by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea in Leading Hearts Magazine
This year. It’s a great one to mature in the area of understanding more about happiness.
Wouldn’t “matur-er-happy” be a great word of the year? You know, if it were actually a word?
I convince myself I’m pretty mature. And then I see somebody run into a door while texting and it all suddenly becomes very clear. Because, let me tell you, I can laugh for a good 20 minutes.
Mercilessly. Not just a little, under-the-breath chortle either. No, I’m talking about laughing so hard that no real sound comes out—just those weird, wheezy throat-squeaks. Then tears. Then snorting. That kind of laughter. (more…)