Time. What a concept. It is past, present, future. If you watch it, it seems to drag on endlessly. I’m always amazed at how much I can get done in 3 minutes. If you don’t pay attention to it, days, weeks, months, years slip by so rapidly you can’t believe how fast the time went.

Remembering the past reminds you how long ago the past really is. Did I really live those moments? They feel dreamlike to me now. The future is only a figment of our imaginations and dreams. Will those things come to pass? Only time will tell.

I met Jesus 15 years ago. He’s been my Lord, Savior, Teacher, and Friend for 15 years! So long and yet hardly. He teaches me that the best practice regarding time is to live in the present. Spend time on the very right now moment. No other moment matters. The past is done. The future isn’t guaranteed. Just this moment.

“Therefore do not be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will be anxious for itself. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.

Matthew 6:34 ESV

I find so much hope in His words. Whatever I face today, I face with Him at my side. This makes all things possible, whether wonderful or terrible.

‘For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory that is to be revealed to us. ‘

Romans 8:18

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If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal.

1 Corinthians 13:1

After my dad died and before I met Jesus, I wanted love. I wanted it really badly. There was just one small problem, I didn’t really know the full scope of the word love.

When my dad died, my sense of love died with him and so did my “relationship” with God. I lost my anchor. Love became distorted. I became so desperate to be loved, I was willing to accept any twisted version of love that came my way. Over the course of 26 years, I unsuccessfully searched for love. I experienced heartbreak after heartbreak, every one of which added a layer of granite around my heart until I became so hard hearted, nobody could break through my wall. Until I met Jesus.

Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all  entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.

CS Lewis

When I met Jesus, I met love. He broke through my hard heart and gave me the courage to begin loving others again. Unconditional love requires courage because, if you’re doing it the right way, you will get hurt. That’s the scariest bit for me. But the beautiful thing is, I’m not doing this love thing alone anymore. It gets easier with each passing day. And with each passing day, even in heartbreak, love makes life worth living. I am so very grateful.

Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends…

1 Corinthians 13:4-8

Be encouraged today friends!


You make known to me the path of life; in your presence there is fullness of joy; at your right hand are pleasures forevermore.

Psalm 16:11

Before I met Jesus, I barely saw the world around me. I struggled with pessimism, melancholy, anxiety, and depression. I numbed my mind with alcohol and antidepressants. The world seemed dismal and gray. The glass was always half empty. My heart had become so hard it was nearly impossible for me to find joy in anything.

But God. He had a plan for me to run away to Florida and meet a girl who would tell me how Jesus changed her life. He knew I would want what she had. In the blink of an eye, I became new.

Suddenly, I could see the world around me in full dimensional color. I discovered joy. Joy in being accepted. Joy in realizing I had been given another chance to understand that I had a good life. Joy in being forgiven.

I have been more alive these last 15 years than I ever was in the first 42. I always liked being a nurse, but with Jesus, I have great joy in nursing. I have always loved hiking, but with Jesus, I have overwhelming joy being with him in this beautiful world he created.

For you shall go out in joy and be led forth in peace; the mountains and the hills before you shall break forth into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.

Isaiah 55:12

Friends, I pray you find the joy of the Lord and hang onto him with all you have! In Jesus’ name!