When you were a child, did you ever wish you could be the girl with braces? Or the girl with glasses? Or the girl with the cast? I did. What’s up with that? I never had the braces. I ended up with the glasses. And tomorrow I’ll get the cast. But now that I’m older and wiser, I’d like to take those wishes back. 

With all this free time on my hands to think, I’ve been contemplating these childhood wishes. I think they came from feeling invisible. I had this love hate relationship with visibility. I wanted to be seen. I wanted to be loved. I wanted to be popular. Yet I was bad at handling the attention. And when the attention was negative? Like when the boys in 6th grade noticed my misshapen left ear and nicknamed me peanut ear? It was all I could do to make myself invisible again. Gosh we can be mean to each other. And sadly, it was the mean things I believed most of all. 

When I met Jesus 11 years ago, I began a journey to visibility again. It’s been a challenging journey. Exchanging the lies for truth. For believing what God has to say about me instead of people. It’s been a slow journey too. But I’m happy to report that now I believe truth more than lies. And this comes from knowing I am loved by the Creator of the universe who came looking for me when I was hopelessly lost. I was never invisible to him. 

Having a broken ankle isn’t fun and it makes me visible. I really want to handle the attention well so that it brings God glory. Because he deserves the glory. He was with me on that mountain. He caught me when I fell. He rescued me through the amazing volunteers from Pinal County. He blessed me with a free helicopter ride. He took care of me in surgery by giving the surgeon the tools necessary to put my ankle back together. He provided the facility to have surgery. He made sure my team was the team with the most compassion. He placed my cat in my lap as a constant comfort, as if he is holding me himself. He has been in every detail of this journey from the beginning. How marvelous! How wonderful! Is the Lord to me!

3 We also have joy with our troubles, because we know that these troubles produce patience. 4 And patience produces character, and character produces hope. (‭Romans‬ ‭5‬:‭3-4‬ NCV)

Happy Wednesday!


Psst. Hey Christian! Yes, I’m talking to you. What do you think about the latest world events? Are you signing petitions in your state demanding your governor to demand our federal government to keep Syrian refugees out of the USA? Are you living in fear or faith?

Oh man, because you know there might be a terrorist who sneaks in pretending to be a refugee. Again. It could happen. 

But what about all the mothers, fathers, grandparents, children, babies? What should we say to them? Oh sorry. We know you might be nice and all, but there could be terrorists among you and our lives here are so neat and tidy and filled with fun Christian activities like Christian concerts and movies and game nights and conferences where we worship and talk about all the ways we can change the world. We’re just so busy and fulfilled we don’t want to be worried about you too. 

What are you going to do when the reverse is true? When you are the mother, father, grandparent, refugee that needs a safe haven? 

I’m sorry to burst your bubble, but if you turn your back on people who need help, don’t be surprised at the consequence. There are always consequences. You reap what you sew and all that. 

And don’t forget about the man who was murdered by terrorists on your behalf so you could be free. Because you were one of them, I was one of them. Thank God Jesus didn’t turn his back on me!

“For one will scarcely die for a righteous person—though perhaps for a good person one would dare even to die— but God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.”

‭‭Romans‬ ‭5:7-8‬ ‭ESV‬‬

Joining Lyli.

glass houses

John 8
1 but Jesus went to the Mount of Olives. 2 Early in the morning he came again to the temple. All the people came to him, and he sat down and taught them. 3 The scribes and the Pharisees brought a woman who had been caught in adultery, and placing her in the midst 4 they said to him, “Teacher, this woman has been caught in the act of adultery. 5 Now in the Law Moses commanded us to stone such women. So what do you say?” 6 This they said to test him, that they might have some charge to bring against him. Jesus bent down and wrote with his finger on the ground. 7 And as they continued to ask him, he stood up and said to them, “Let him who is without sin among you be the first to throw a stone at her.” 8 And once more he bent down and wrote on the ground. 9 But when they heard it, they went away one by one, beginning with the older ones, and Jesus was left alone with the woman standing before him. 10 Jesus stood up and said to her, “Woman, where are they? Has no one condemned you?” 11 She said, “No one, Lord.” And Jesus said, “Neither do I condemn you; go, and from now on sin no more.”

I saw a post on Facebook about kids growing up with gay parents. The interviewer was getting the kids’ perspective of their lives. They didn’t feel like their families were unusual or weird or wrong. They all felt loved.

Once again, I wondered, Who decided being gay was the absolute worst sin ever?

Look closely at the verses above. Now substitute yourself into the story where the woman caught in adultery is placed. Feel her humiliation and shame. Substitute her sin with whatever sin you’ve committed. If you can’t think of anything, you’ve got a real problem because Jesus came to set sinners free. He came for horrible people. He came for murderers, thieves, liars, haters, scoffers, atheists, adulterers, fornicators, gay, straight, bi, transgender, skeptics, prostitutes, movie stars, rock stars, rich, poor, white, black, brown, yellow, green, losers.

I am the chief of these. I don’t have time to throw stones at you for your sin. I am a sinner saved by grace through faith. You may say I’m a dreamer. I’m not the only one.

Jesus gave us two commandments. Love the Lord your God with all your heart, mind, soul, and strength. Love your neighbor as yourself. Love your neighbor as yourself. How about you try to worry about your own log and let God be God? He knows what he’s doing.

His… Michelle

I’m linking up @Kelli Woodford’s for Unforced Rhythms.