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If you need to, light a candle. Shed light on the beautiful gifts you’ve been given. Shed light on the opportunity to learn. Let the glow warm this ‘together’ moment and see what the Lord has made. Rejoice and be glad in it. #Godisgoodallthetime, #homeschooling, #gratefultobetheirmama, #covidquarantine, stayhomestaysafe,

Because it is our families Sabbath, and because I find it ever more important to talk to my kids about the impossible depth of love God has for them, I thought of a story. And so, today, I’d like to share that with you if you feel so inclined to join me. I will be going Live here on IG at 1:00 pm EST. All ages are welcome, and parents, if you just need a 10 minute break, scoot your littles up to the screen and have them join me for a story. See you soon.

For those of you following our Maple Syrup journey, I posted a Live video last night in Facebook that showed the final step, which is to can the syrup. Somehow, I am not able to show it here on IG, but you are welcome to find me on Facebook and watch the video. Thank you so much.

Just a still shot to update syrup status. We’ve been boiling on the stove for 3 hrs now and it’s time to pour it through another filter. Same kind of filter, just a clean one. Thanks for joining us.

“So Jesus healed great numbers of sick people who had many different kinds of diseases, and he ordered many demons to come out of their victims. But because they knew who he was, he refused to allow the demons to speak.” Mark 1:34 & 35 (NLT). Do not let the demons of panic speak. Do not allow stratospheric space be filled with false fear. Instead, let your voice be the rising sound that grows a rhythm of worship. Friend, speak words of kindness. Speak of rest and speak with reason. Speak words to heal and words to hold. Pray to become the people who read and move towards Proverbs 24:3 & 4, “A house is built by wisdom and becomes strong through good sense. Through knowledge its rooms are filled with all sorts of precious riches and valuables.” Look around you and see what is most precious. Your home is already filled with the people who cannot be replaced. See them as something worth building on. And please, don’t let the demons of panic speak.

“Hannah was in deep anguish, crying bitterly as she prayed to the Lord.” 1 Samuel 1:10 (NLT) Sometimes it is the place of deepest anguish where God meets us and answers our prayer. The gift He has to bestow in that moment, will radically change us. And sometimes, it is the witness. That bitter cry that brings notice to bystanders. That they may see a soul drown, not in chemicals or cutting or comic attention, but in the crawl to the place where peace caresses a broken heart. The alter of God with soft edges and a gentle touch. With ears to hear and hands to hold and abilities that are limitless. Those rising from that place walk a little different than the rest of us. Their purpose is plain. They no longer sway. They have been through our worlds dark places and discovered the hem of a robe to hold onto that showed a path out. They have learned to sleep with the light off, to hold their discouraged tongue, and to quietly lend a hand to another human groping for help through the pain. Hannah’s empty womb was her shame and her pain. She was deeply loved by her husband, but even he could not heal what felt so broken. Only her Lord could cure what felt so cursed. There will be some who will never be able to interpret the moving of our lips. They will point and call ‘folly’ and misread the pain. But friend, they are of no significance to you. They are merely crying out through their own misplacement. They are fighting through battering storms they think they can control, but in reality, they control almost nothing. You only control your next step. Your next decision. Hannah made the decision to leave the dinner table. She walked to the tabernacle and bowed low and gave all grief to her Lord. Please choose Jesus. Choose the one who opens barren wombs. Choose the one who disciplines the wind and the waves. Choose the one who cuts out cancer, who cradles one and a half pound babies, who makes man and woman one and commits to helping them choose each other each and every new day. Please choose Jesus.

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