I've never understood the dedication of folks who insisted on baking Christmas cookies every year. Man, oh, man, it seemed like way too much work to me. Or it did until I had a good enough reason to give it the good ole college try.
At Author Fairs and book signings I've observed other authors very carefully. The ones with the most visitors have consistently had cookies. Now I have a good enough reason for pulling out the cookie cutters.
In order to give copies of Life with Bobby and Bonnie, with its faith-based stories of love, hope, and forgiveness, to at risk kids, I have to sell books. Sharing the gospel with kids? That's the best motivation I could possibly have for trying something new and/or challenging.
And whoever welcomes one such child in my name welcomes me.
I'll be honest, it took more than one try to get the cookies right. They didn't all turn out the way I'd hoped. It took longer than I thought to bake, ice and package the cookies. Hmmm? Is this starting to sound familiar?
It still amazes me that God was willing to go to incredible lengths rather than spend eternity separated from us. Makes my cookie wars seem paltry to say the least.
For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life."
Because God gave us free will, not everyone will choose a life lived for him. It takes some of us longer than others to figure out his plan is the absolute best for us. Knowing all that, God still promises to never give up on us.
Oh! Ephraim is my dear, dear son, my child in whom I take pleasure!
I'm glad I didn't give up on bunny cookies. The response at the book signing was all good (and from the teachers and students who got the leftovers). Isn't it terrific how he can use even bunny cookies to speak to us? And can't we be thankful he doesn't give up on us?
What motivates you to try something new or challenging? I need lots of encouragement when I do. How about you? Do you try to offer as much assurance to others as you receive?
This week, the Bunnys, the cookies and I (okay, the Bunnys are staying home to eat cookies) are going to spend some time with Mary, Crystal, and Holley. Would you like to join us?
Last month I had a big rejection. A project I'd poured myself into was turned down flat. It cut me to the core. My guts were screaming with hurt and anger.
I had to have a moment to mourn. And in that moment, I made a decision, a decision not to give in to anguish or give up on a dream.
Once my head was above water, I thought about some of the faces of "no".
FACE OF ATTACK: Deliberate rejection intended to cause pain. An ugly break-up. A family dispute that drudges up old grievances. A bff who uses one of your secrets against you.
"Don’t worry when someone curses you for no reason. Nothing bad will happen. Such words are like birds that fly past and never stop." Proverbs 26:2 ERV
FACE OF HURT: Following a family death, Mama reminded me that people tend to say and do things when they're hurting that they would never do otherwise. "A cheerful heart brings a smile to your face; a sad heart makes it hard to get through the day." Proverbs 15:13 MSG
FACE OF NEGLECT: Off-handed remarks. A moment of neglectfulness to a loved one, a colleague, a friend. In a hurry, in a crowd, in a mood. "And do not neglect doing good and sharing, for with such sacrifices God is pleased." Hebrews 13:16 NASB
God's so good, and ready to come alongside of us when we call. After the sting of the rejection stopped ringing in my head, the Lord's lessons for me emerged.
First, he reminded me his words to us are for correction, instruction, and encouragement. Kinder words in a rejection may not have gotten enough of my attention to make a difference. The Lord also reminded me of the power and responsibility of my own words.
I'm thankful the psalmist gave us a prayer to infuse grace into our words. "May my spoken words and unspoken thoughts be pleasing even to you, O Lord my Rock and my Redeemer." Proverbs 19:14 TLB
How have you seen the power of words displayed lately?
This week I'll be hanging out with Crystal, Mary, and Holley. I hope you'll join me.
Stuff happens. Not necessarily from intention or negligence, it just happens.
I must confess I have not totally read or totally understood the Bible's Books of Law, or Pentateuch. When I do read them, I must remember they come from a time and culture much different from ours.
Part of God's law was how manslaughter was treated. I don't understand that kind of "amazing grace." If one of my "babies" was killed, no matter the circumstances, I'd probably be screaming for blood. But how infinite our God is! And how high his bar of integrity and welcome.
Hi, my name is Alice. A Way with Words is about sharing faith,
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