May 17, 2016

Ce-le-brate good times, come on......

Whew. Is it May, or is it May?

I really think May is busier than December. For those of us with kids in school, it can become quite hectic.

So, let's lighten the mood, shall we?

This week in my county, it is our last week of school. Since my children started school over 10 years ago (whoa!), this has been my favorite week of the whole year.

Over the years we have celebrated this week in many fun ways. Most of these ideas are from other mother's that I saw do them first hand, or ideas the kids and I thought up together. These are not very pinterest-y, but they are a whole lot of fun.

Here are some of the things we do, or have done over the years to CELEBRATE this week:

Make a totally weird and different lunch than usual. Put random snacks in their lunch boxes instead of the ol' sandwich and chips thing.

Put food coloring in their bottled water--their favorite color. This may not be cool for "big" kids, so use discretion. ;)

Leave them a note each day this week somewhere in their book bag, folder, or lunch box.

Eat out one night, or three. You can make it really cheap. Look for cheap kids meals.

Cook their favorite breakfast one day this week. Let them pick the menu.

Same for dinner. Let each kid pick dinner and let them help you make it. OR, let them make it themselves.  Warning: This can get crazy. And a tad messy.

On the last day of school, surprise them with a Summer bucket. You can get a beach pail from the dollar store and put little things in the bucket that your kids would like. Crayons, markers, sidewalk chalk, bubble bath, candy, etc. Big kids like this too! Just use big kid items instead. ;)

Make a Summer bucket list this week with your family. Again, get a bucket from dollar store, and get clothes pins. Write activities to do this Summer in marker on the clothes pin, and pin it to the rim of the bucket. When you do the activity, throw the clothes pin in the bucket! Kids love this. Any age!

Motherhood can be so serious at times. My hope is that my children will remember that life is to be celebrated! Every day is a chance to celebrate. To be thankful. To choose JOY.

Joy is contagious. It affects all who enter into its presence.

A joyful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones. Proverbs 17:22

Don't you love that?

How do you celebrate?



looking for clothes pins,

jill







May 4, 2016

How's your lamp?

I have had the great pleasure of being under the tutelage of many mentors. Most, I have never met. The following post was written by one of them.

However, she and I have a coffee date on the books for next week! I finally get to meet her!

Coffee and Suzanne. Perfect day.

Be blessed by Suzanne Chambers. I am sure she will soon be on your mentor list as well.



How's Your Lamp?

by: Suzanne Chambers
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Her lamp does not go out at night
Proverbs 31:18b

I have often joked that long ago I tore Proverbs 31 out of my Bible -- too intimidating (and convicting)!  Seriously, some woman is writing about the kind of wife she wants for her son - who in the world can live up to that!

In my now, uh, mature years, I see this passage in a new light.  It's still quite convicting but no longer am I intimidated by it nor tempted to obliterate it from my Bible.  Today I want to focus on one of my most favorite lines.....Her lamp does not go out at night.

For years I read that and thought, yeah, this woman must live in a constant state of sleep deprivation.  Having barely survived the foggy brain months of helping a newborn adjust to life on the outside, I  truly wondered how having a lamp on all night could be considered worthy of emulation.  For the life of me, it seemed to be something to avoid like the plague.  And, if this was just merely describing reality, well, I just could not join that place on the pedestal.  I mean, I really need my sleep to function.  Much less to be superwoman.  (Thank goodness for TAB)

Then I learned what the verse means.  Very helpful.

It does not mean that we should stay up all night.  Thank goodness!

Here, the word lamp is used to convey the light of her soul, her influence, her instruction.  Light that continues to shine when life is dark and uncertain...in the night.

There are many "nights" in the life of every woman.  Times when financial security is stripped away.  Or relational stability is shattered by unfaithfulness. Or death. Times when she is plagued by fears, not only about the future, but also about the very moment of now.  Times when the condemning voice of parenting failure echoes incessantly.  Or when the shakiness of her own emotions threatens to be her undoing.  Darkness.  Night.

During those times, lots of lamps flicker. Some even go out completely.

But some continue to shine.  Even brighter, illuminating the surrounding night.

A lamp that shines in the night is possible, not just for the Proverbs 31 woman, but for all of us who trust in the Light of the World.  Knowing that He cares for us in the night and that He is still sovereign over the night, and that all His ways are good.  That He is faithful and compassionate and at work on our behalf in a thousand ways we cannot see. And that He is our greatest treasure, the object of our heart's desire.

Our lamp-light can get clouded.  Busy schedules that crowd out the seeking of  The Light.  Too many voices that dull the ability to hear Truth. Unconfessed sin.  Relationships in disrepair.  Unforgiveness.  Disobedience.  All these dim the visibility of the Light in us.

This lamp, Scripture tells us is our eye.  If our eye is clear, our life is full of light.  If instead, our eye is bad, then our life is full of darkness.  And if the light that is in us is darkness, how great is the darkness!  (Matthew 6:22,23)

What our eye is focused on determines the brightness of our light. 

Focus on the goodness of God, the treasure of Christ...and our lamp will not go out at night.

But if we focus instead on what this world has to offer....darkness.

May 3, 2016

A cluttered mind.....

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Lord, you alone are my portion and my cup; you make my lot secure. Psalm 16:5

This verse from Psalm has been on my heart a whole lot lately. When you let the words burrow deep into your soul, you start to feel a peace that blankets every inch of your body.

He, alone, is my portion.

He, alone, is my cup.

He makes my life secure.

The end.

Why do I wrestle with Him then?

Why do I allow other things to fill my cup that never even satisfy?

Why do I worry and have an anxious heart when He is what makes my life secure?

This one little scripture has caused many undoings in my soul. In a good way.

I'm on a de-cluttering mission.

De-cluttering from so many things that fill my cup. Things that are not necessarily bad things, but they clutter my cup and then confusion strikes. I look into my cup and I cannot make out one clear thing because of the clutter. Too many good things can still be clutter.

For example, how many calendars does one woman need? For heaven's sake, I have three right here next to me. My phone, my refrigerator calendar, and my cute little Lilly Pulitzer day planner calendar. Not to mention the apps on my phone that I schedule things on. Really? I'm tired just thinking about all that.

Another example--devotionals. Sigh. Yes, good good things. But, Lord, how many daily devotionals do I need to read? I get two delivered daily to my inbox. I have three devotional books sitting on my night stand as we speak. I also have signed up for daily devotionals on my bible app. Whew, I'm tired!

He, alone, is my portion.

Here's my take on too many devotionals, too many podcasts, too many blah, blah, blah....

Maybe God just wants a one on One date with me? Why do I have to be a third wheel and include Beth Moore or Lysa Terquerst on every date?

Would I like it if I went on a date with my man and he brought a friend along to help us along with our conversation?

Something I have observed about the life of Jesus...He was constantly getting away from people to be alone with God. He knew He needed his cup filled. From His Father. One on One.

Please don't misunderstand me. I love devotionals. In fact, this post that you are reading is a devotional, I suppose.

However, we need to be careful how much we ingest each day. My doctor once told me that it is good to take vitamins, but not to overdo it or my body will react negatively. In other words, too much of a good thing is too much.

I have a tendency to be on the side of  "too much".  I  think, "well, if a little is good, then a LOT must be better!"

[You can look under my bathroom sink and see the truth of this played out. I mean, how many hair products does one woman need?]

I have a challenge for us. How about before we ingest anything, we ingest His Word and then we invest time in prayer with Him.

A man’s heart plans his way, But the Lord directs his steps. Proverbs 16:9

If the Lord is to direct our steps, we must hear from Him. Personally. One on one.

After our time with Him, He may affirm His words to us through a devotional or a person. However, we don't need to clutter our cup with too much "stuff". This only causes distraction and confusion.

He, alone, is my cup.

We will know our assignment each day instead of walking around in confusion when we spend time with Him.  He will lead us each day. In every moment.

When we know He is enough, and our assignments are directed by Him, we have security.

He, alone, makes my lot secure.

When our minds are crowded and cluttered, it creates a lack of peace. It creates confusion.

God is not the author of confusion, but of peace. 1 Corinthians 14:33


Decluttering,


jill











Apr 28, 2016

Fear not....

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So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. Isaiah 41:10

This is not the post I wanted to write. All day long I had planned on writing comforting scriptures for those impacted by the loss of the four college students at University of Georgia. Then, I realized, we were all impacted.

I did not know the precious girls, or their families, but I know what it is like to be a mother.

The faces of the mother's of those girls I have envisioned countless times today as I prayed for them.

Mothers can relate to each other in a way that transcends culture, language, religion, or time.

The heart of a mother for her children is something that cannot be contained by mere words in a blog post.

The moment I laid eyes on my first born, I felt it. It was something that I had never experienced before. Something in my heart and soul came alive. A new part of my heart burst forth, and wide open.

A different kind of love than that of the love I have for my husband. A protective kind of love, I suppose.

We spend our whole lives trying to protect them, guard them, cover them.

Even as they grow into adults, our instinct is to protect them even from afar.

That's why the story of Abraham baffles us so much. Abraham sacrificed his son in order to obey God. This story captures our hearts and our attention, and God knew it would. We cannot wrap our brains around this kind of sacrifice. It's too much to fathom.

God knew it would take the sacrifice of His Only Son, Jesus, for us to realize the breadth and depth of His love for us.

So, when we hear stories of the loss of children, we are impacted in a gut-wrenching kind of way. We feel it from our head to our toes and every inch in between.

Then, fear can strike our hearts as soon as the devastation of the news wears off.

Fear can destroy us if we are not careful. It can smother every ounce of faith and joy that we once held if we let it.

Fear can turn a sane momma into a splattering mess if we don't rebuke it in the name of the Lord.

Fear can and will drain us from our energy and purpose each day.

Fear can destroy relationships because it saps the peace right out of us.

Fear keeps us up at night begging us to imagine the worst.

Fear taunts us and haunts us until we cave into it and surrender to it's prowess.

10 The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full. John 10:10

Fear is a thief.

It will steal our hearts and minds and hold them captive if we don't take every thought captive to the obedience of Christ. (2 Corinthians 10:5)

If there was such a thing as a Masters Degree or PHD in Fear, I would sadly be educated enough to teach the class.

Fear is something I know much about and hope to never enter the ring with again.

It will rear it's ugly head in from time to time, but I have my weapon ready now--the Word of God.

I don't mess with fear anymore. I don't dig into things, look up or google things that can trip me up, meditate on worst case scenario situations, or talk extensively to others about a particular fear. The more fear is magnified, the more it will control us.

God teaches us to take each day as it comes. "Give us this day, our daily bread." Matthew 6:11

If we live our lives worrying about tomorrow, we miss the blessings of today.

So, if you are in a place of fear, breathe in the words of Jesus....

I have told you all this so that you may have peace in me. Here on earth you will have many trials and sorrows. But take heart, because I have overcome the world. John 16:33

Take heart, precious friend.

Jesus has overcome the world.


and so have we,


jill











Apr 25, 2016

Jesus, Publix, and the man-child....

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The story I am about to share happened two and a half years ago. I shared it with a class I was teaching at the time, but have never written about it until now. In some strange way, I wanted to keep it inside of my soul. It was such a personal and life-altering moment that I didn't want to taint it by setting it free from my heart and mind.

However, today, God reminded me of this story. I needed to hear it again. I needed to remember the lesson it taught me. I hope it will encourage you as well.

It was late Fall of 2013. I had decided to stop writing. I was tired. And burned-out. And kind of done with bible studies altogether to be honest.

I was teaching a SHINE Girls class at the time at my beloved church. I loved my time with those ladies, I loved them dearly. However, I was burned out. In every possible way.

At that time, I was writing almost every day and then leaving my house every Wednesday night to lead the bible study class. Of course, this was in between sports, kids, husband, and all the other stuff I had jammed into my agenda.

My cup had literally runneth over.

One afternoon during this burned out season of my life, I headed to the grocery store. It was a rare moment of alone time so I decided to drive and extra 10 miles to the Publix in the next town.

The drive to Publix was full of prayers, tears, and more tears. I talked to God the whole entire way to Publix. I poured my heart out to Him. I was frustrated. My writing had come to a halt, my desire to lead bible studies had diminished, my "purpose" seemed to have vanished.

The question I cried over and over to God that day was, "What is my purpose, Lord? Why have you taken the desire to write and teach away from me? Have I done something wrong? Did I write, teach, or say something not in line with Your Word? Help me to understand!"

God did not respond. Nothing. Nada. Silence.

I finally pulled into Publix looking like a hot mess. Mascara running down my face. Puffy eyes and a snotty nose. Perfect.

Still having a conversation in my heart with God, I mindlessly grabbed a buggy. When I pulled it out of the stack, I backed right into a big black man.

He was standing right in the middle of the buggy corridor holding a small black comb. People were passing by him and staring. He was mumbling something that I couldn't quite make out.

As I tried to scoot pass him, he said clear as a bell, "W-w-w-w-would you brush my hair?"

I looked behind me.

Shoot.

Nobody was there.

He was talking to me.

I finally got a glimpse of his face.

He looked like a child in the face. The sweetest face you have ever seen sitting atop a massive 6'3 build.

He looked like a man-child.

Without even thinking, I took the comb out of his shaking hands.

He bent down so I could reach his fresh-shaven head.

I combed. And combed. And combed.

Each stroke of the comb he smiled.

I was lost in the moment with this man-child. Combing a perfect stranger's big, black, almost-bald head.

A few minutes passed and a lady came and gently took the comb from my hands.

"Thank you, ma'am. He loves to have his hair combed. He is a special boy with special needs."

I immediately thanked her for giving me the privilege to comb her son's hair.

Seconds later I walked off with my buggy and almost melted right then and there on that Publix floor.

I had just had an encounter with Jesus.

I could feel it all the way to my toes. His Presence was right there in the buggy corridor. Right there in those big brown man-child eyes whose head of hair I had just combed.

Jesus was showing me my purpose. Just as I had asked Him.

It's not about writing a good blog post, or teaching a good bible lesson, or memorizing a scripture a week. NO.

He showed me that my purpose was to love His people. To not just know the words of Christ, but to be the hands and feet of Christ.

To notice those in my very path. Even in the buggy corridor at Publix.

To see what's around me instead of having my head down in my phone, or just wrapped up in my own stinkin' pity party.  

To have my spiritual eyes on at all times waiting for opportunities to comb a head of hair, or speak to a total stranger, or smile at the person next to me.

My purpose had diminished because I had forgotten that it cannot be found in myself. But in Him. In loving others. In serving others.

To be ready and willing at all times to wash the feet, or comb the hair of another.

I was so busy trying to pump myself up with Jesus, that I missed the main thing: Being poured out. For Jesus. For a hurting world. For the man-child who simply wanted his hair combed.

There is a story in the book of Mark that wrecks me when I read it. I want to be like this woman. I don't want to hold it in, store it up, and be bloated with religion...I want to give it all away for Christ's sake. Setting aside my agenda, my pride, my purpose...in order to live for His Purpose.

Be changed by the "Poor Widow's" story:

41 Jesus sat down opposite the place where the offerings were put and watched the crowd putting their money into the temple treasury. Many rich people threw in large amounts. 42 But a poor widow came and put in two very small copper coins, worth only a few cents.
43 Calling his disciples to him, Jesus said, “Truly I tell you, this poor widow has put more into the treasury than all the others. 44 They all gave out of their wealth; but she, out of her poverty, put in everything—all she had to live on.” Mark 12:41-44

She gave all she had.

She walked away with nothing, but left with everything.

When I get confused on what my purpose is, I remember this day. The day that Jesus stopped me in my tracks to comb a man-child's head.

Are you confused about your purpose? Look around you. Opportunities abound. Open your eyes, and see. Then give it away. Like the poor widow. Holding nothing back.


finding purpose,



jill

Apr 13, 2016

Unmet Desires....


"Take delight in the Lord, and He will give you your heart's desires." Psalm 37:4

For many, too many, years, I took this verse to mean: When God grants me the desires of my heart, I will delight in Him.

Even if I didn't express it out loud, I viewed my taking delight in Him only after I had received my current "desire".

If we really think about this, haven't we all had conditions on our love and delight in God?

We say all the right things at bible study, we can quote scriptures off the top of our heads...

But, do we really take delight in the Lord?  Is He really our One True Desire?

I love how King David, my favorite man in all the world, states His desire for God. Read what he says to God and let it take your precious breath away.

One thing I ask from the LORD, this only do I seek: that I may dwell in the house of the LORD all the days of my life, to gaze on the beauty of the LORD and to seek him in his temple. Psalm 27:4
 
One thing David wants. One thing David seeks. The Lord.
 
This scripture is one I have taped to anything it will stick to. I desperately want God to be my one true desire.
 
However, when my hopes and dreams don't pan out the way I feel they should, that desire for Him can disappear. Oh, I can fake it with the best of them. I can smile my way through church and worship and small group. I can post flowery scriptures on Instagram declaring my love for God and His Word.
 
But, the Lord knows my heart. He knows the wall I have created because of the unmet desire.
 
Isn't it funny how we think we can punish God by pulling our heart away from Him for not granting us these desires? When all along, we are the one suffering from not delighting in Him. He surely is grieving over our messed up thinking. If we only knew how much He loved us and delighted in us. If only we knew that the answer to our sorrow and our hurt was found in Him. Not the unmet desire.
 
Oh, y'all. This is so personal to me. I can write about this because I know this so well. It has just been very recently that God has shed light on my heart regarding this very thing.
 
I have wrestled with Him. I have argued with Him. I have told Him how I could not believe Him or trust Him if He did not give me this desire. I have believed the lie that He has forgotten about me. Or worse yet, not seen me at all.
 
When all the while, the desire my soul was created to long for, was right there all along. In Him.
 
For God alone my soul waits in silence; from him comes my salvation. Psalm 62:1
 
Our hearts can lead us astray in desires. Jeremiah 17:9 tells us that "the heart is deceitful above all things..."
 
We cannot be lead by our hearts but by our God. By the Holy Spirit Who dwells inside of us breathing God's desires into our souls.
 
Any desire, let me repeat, any desire, that overshadows our love for God will never work out for our good. Ever.
 
We can pray for better marriages, for our husbands to pray more, to have better children, to have more money, to have more discipline in our eating, to have babies, to get married, to have a boyfriend, to meet the man of our dreams, to get that job we want so badly....
 
However, when we make bargains with God to attain these things, we suffocate our desire for God. Those desires, even good ones, become idols.
 
“You shall have no other gods before me.“You shall not make for yourself an image in the form of anything in heaven above or on the earth beneath or in the waters below.  Exodus 20:3-4
 
Our hearts grow cold when our demands are not met. We act like rebellious children when we don't see the fruit of our desires.
 
He is the fruit. He IS our One True desire.
 
Can we wrap our brains around the fact that we have ALL WE WILL EVER NEED. HE IS ENOUGH. END OF STORY.
 
I don't put that in all caps to yell, but to remind myself. To remind my own heart of what is at stake when I think something besides Him will make me happy. It just will not. It is a lie that the enemy loves to help us to believe. A big, fat, stinking, ugly LIE.
 
In Matthew 22:34-40, the Pharisees tried to trip Jesus up by asking Him what the greatest commandment was. They thought He would give them an answer that they could dispute and prove that He did not know what He was talking about. Oh, they were so wrong.

34  Hearing that Jesus had silenced the Sadducees, the Pharisees got together. 35 One of them, an expert in the law, tested him with this question: 36 “Teacher, which is the greatest commandment in the Law?”
37 Jesus replied: “‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.’ 38 This is the first and greatest commandment. 39 And the second is like it: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.] 40 All the Law and the Prophets hang on these two commandments.”

Any answer besides this one could have become an idol to us. We will never ever be led astray in our desires if we Love God and desire Him above anything else. And then right below that one, loving others as we love ourselves. Whew. Talk about piercing straight through the bloody walls that encase our beating hearts.

Jesus didn't "desire" to be hung on a cross and tortured. He desired to delight in God by doing the Will of God.

THIS, is where we find the missing piece to the gigantic hole in our hearts we have been trying to fill up with all the wrong stuff. When we die to our man-made desires and make HIM our One True Desire above anything or anyone else, we suddenly have all we ever need.

Don't be mistaken, God wants all of it and more for us. He loves us more than we can even begin to comprehend. But, He wants our hearts above it all. Completely, and utterly devoted to Him.

After all, we are and always have been His desire. We were created by Him, and for Him.

Thou art worthy, O Lord, to receive glory and honour and power: for thou hast created all things, and for thy pleasure they are and were created. Revelation 4:11


desiring Him alone,


jill
 

Apr 12, 2016

Where are you, God?

Have you ever felt distant from God? I have.

My "faith" knows that it it's not possible, God is always with me. "And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age." Matthew 28:20

My flesh, however, felt distant. My flesh wanted so see God, feel God, hear from Him audibly.

When I was in this place of distance, it was dark and lonely. And weird.

The things that used to come so easy with my faith, suddenly became strange. And awkward.

It's like I had forgotten how to ride a bike and I desperately want to get back on.

 Looking back on that time, I see why. We had a lot going on with our family. Changes, and more changes.

My daily normal got turned upside down.

It took me awhile to get right side up again.

My quiet time in the early morning hours felt rushed and hurried. I was going through the motions. In a big way.

Have you ever been in a conversation with someone and your mind kept wandering? You were trying to go through the correct conversational motions and "uhh-hmms", but your mind just would not stay on the conversation?

Yeah, that is how I felt with my time with the Lord. My eyes were reading the words in the bible, my lips were saying prayers, but I was not all there.

Have you been there? Our hearts can be in another place. A place of worry. A place of doubt. A place of fear. A place of lost hope. A place of grief. A place of anger. A place of bitterness.

In that distant time I was experiencing, I wasn't trusting in His Provisions. I wasn't really seeking His word, I was just going through the motions.

As I talked to God about this through prayer, He gave me a vivid picture image in my head.

I imagined myself showing up to a dinner party. All dressed up, food spread all over the enormous table. I pictured myself sitting down and not eating. Just staring at the food. I had showed up, but I had not partaken in the food that was spread out for me to get filled and enjoy. I left the dinner party hungry.

Exactly what was happening with my time with the Lord. I was showing up, but not feeding off His Word. I was leaving empty. By choice.

I had read the words on the page from my bible, but had not ingested them.

"It is written: 'Man shall not live on bread alone, but on every word that comes from the mouth of God.'" Matthew 4:4

I was starving my spirit. God was there, spread out right before me, but I refused to partake because of my preoccupation with other things.

He had not left me, I had left Him.

Oh, friend. are you in a place of distance from the Lord? Ask Him to reveal Himself to you. Read His word. Pray. Ask for forgiveness of sin. Sin separates us from God. (Isaiah 59:2)

Here are a few verses to jumpstart your faith again...say them, pray them, write them down.

I seek you with all my heart; do not let me stray from your commands. Psalm 119:10

O Lord, you have examined my heart and know everything about me. You know when I sit down or stand up. You know my thoughts even when I’m far away. You see me when I travel and when I rest at home. You know everything I do. Psalm 139:1-3

Then Jesus said, "Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. Matthew 11:28

Your word is a lamp for my feet, a light on my path. Psalm 119:105

I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus. Philippians 3:14

These are just a few, but there are so many more.

I am praying over you, desperately wanting you to feel His Presence and His Peace.


He is right there,


jill









Can you help me?

Hello, precious SHINE sisters.

I need to ask a favor of you. :)

For a while now, I have had a stirring in my heart to write a devotional. However, I need your help. In this devotional, I want to insert posts from previous SHINE pages. This is where you come in. Would you mind emailing me and letting me know one or two of your favorite posts?

Your input is so important to me! I am so grateful for your devotion to this blog. Each of you have spurred me on and kept me writing when I wanted to throw in the towel. Thank you.

If you would like to help me in this endeavor, please email me at shinegirlsshine@gmail.com. Please include the title of the post and/or the link to the post.

You are so precious and dear to my heart and I want to include you in the making of this devotional.

Thank you, sweet sisters.


All my heart,


jill



Apr 4, 2016

The prayer that never gets answered...

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This post has been on my heart since January. It has taken it a while to get from my heart to my fingertips.

I will get straight to it.

God has put a burning desire in my heart. I say it is from God because I have asked [okay, begged]Him to take it away, and He hasn't. Not yet, anyway.

The desire has been burning for a few years now. I have seen flickers of fruition from this desire, but nothing even close to the fulfillment.

On a cold January day, as I was praying on the floor of the house we were renting at the time, I had a moment with God.

You know, the kind of moment where you strip it all down. You take away the fancy words and reverent behavior. You stand there bare naked [well, not literally] before God, scars and all, and you tell Him exactly how much you do not understand His ways.

Okay, God.  I am STILL here. And this desire is STILL here. What are You doing, Lord? What are You doing? I just do not get this. Why can't You just take it away? It will be so much easier. I can move one if you take it away. I want to move on!

God has not provided a single solitary piece of evidence that He will fulfill this desire. Zilch.

But, the desire is still strong.

On that cold day, when I finished lecturing the Lord on why I did not understand, I flipped open my bible. Not really because I wanted to, more so out of sheer annoyance and frustration.

The pages fell open to a passage of scripture that I had seen twice in the weeks before this moment.

King David desired with all of his heart to build God a temple. He begs the Lord to let Him honor Him in this way. David even goes to Nathan the Prophet to get his thoughts. Nathan wholeheartedly agrees with this splendid idea.

However, that night, the Lord spoke to Nathan about David's request. God told Nathan that He would not allow David to build Him a temple. Instead of David building the temple, God wanted David's offspring to build the temple.

2 Samuel 7:

The Lord declares to you that the Lord himself will establish a house for you:
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 When your days are over and you rest with your ancestors, I will raise up your offspring to succeed you, your own flesh and blood, and I will establish his kingdom.
13 He is the one who will build a house for my Name, and I will establish the throne of his kingdom forever.

Did you catch the very first sentence of that verse? The Lord tells David that instead of David building a house for Him, He would build a house for David!

The house that God is talking about is David's family line! The House of David through his lineage and legacy. [remember, Jesus is in the lineage of David!]

Solomon, the son of King David and Bathsheba, would be the one chosen to build God's temple. Not David.

God allowed David to live long enough to see the start of the temple being established. How cool is that?

God loved David. So much. Yet, God had other plans with the building of the temple.

Even though David's intentions were good with desiring to build the temple, God still denied this request.

This story makes me catch my breath. For several reasons.

First, could it be that the desire that David had to build the temple was placed on his heart so that David would be the one to pray earnestly about it? Could it be that without David's heartfelt and fervent prayers regarding the temple, Solomon may have never been chosen to be the one to build it?

Could it be that the prayers of parents over their children are more powerful and effective than we could ever imagine?

Could it be that some of the desires of our hearts could be placed there for us to pray over our children?

Could it be that those desires may never go away because our prayers are shaking Heaven for the fulfillment of a faithful lineage and legacy?

Oh, y'all. I cannot put into words how much HOPE this passage of scripture puts in my heart. As mothers, we want our children to have a MILLION times more than we have. We desire their lives to be rich with blessings and God's favor. We desire their well-being and their joy over our own.

There is nothing on Earth I desire more than for my children to be vessels of God. To be used to do great things for God's Kingdom. To know their sacred inheritance as co-heirs of Christ.

My Hope is restored when I can know and believe that the desires of my heart will be one day fulfilled in a way so much sweeter than I could have imagined. My Hope is renewed and strengthened by standing on the absolute Truth that God hears my prayers and is actively producing fruit from these desires even though I cannot see fruit yet.

Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see. Hebrews 11:1
 
If you have a burning desire, don't stop praying.
 
Does it align with scripture?
 
Does it glorify the Lord?
 
If so, keep praying.
 
The fulfilment may not be for you, but for your offspring. And their offspring. And on down the line.
 
Is there anything more exciting than to know that God has trusted you with the honor to pray fervently over this? He knows our hearts the best. He knows the magnitude of a mother's heart and the depth of the love for her children.
 
As I type this, my daughter is asleep right next to me. My son is just in the other room.
 
With renewed Hope, I see their faces. I picture the prayers I have prayed over these burning desires I have had. I picture the fulfillment of these prayers and desires into their own precious lives. Into their own precious families one day. If it is to be the Lord's will.
 
I will keep praying.
 
 
He is building my house,
 
 
jill