Sunday, April 25, 2010

Stiff-necked Unrelenting Will

“….let the Lord go with us. Although this is a stiff-necked people, forgive our wickedness and our sin, and take us as your inheritance.”

How many times have I went against everything I thought I wanted, everything that my family, my work, my Christian walk demanded to “control” my situation myself. Friends and family advised me to use will power and refrain from overeating.
What they didn’t realize and neither did I for years was that I had an unrelenting will I used every day. My will power overcame every rational thought to say “I will to eat what I like and I won’t be controlled by anyone else in choosing what I eat.” The craziness of this principle was that my will power overcame my conscious goals and desires. Like turning on a tank of oxygen near the fireplace, my invincible will power/won’t power consumed my sanity and my life.

No power but God’s power is strong enough to overcome a stiff necked rebellion. Are you a control freak? Has it ruining everything you hold dear?

Prayer: Lord, help me to release my stiff-necked will power unto You.

Monday, April 19, 2010

Repairer of Broken Walls

"The Lord will guide you always; he will satisfy your needs in a sun-scorched land.... will be called Repairer of Broken Walls, Restorer of Streets with Dwellings. Isaiah 58:11,12

Do you ever feel like you're losing your mind? So did I. The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and always expecting different results. Sound familiar? As a psychiatrist once told me, trying to willingly destroy one's self is not sane. Compulsive overeaters kill themselves slowly with legal means, but it's no less real.
Resentment, envy, anger had broken in the walls of my mind where the enemy of my soul could have free reign. Thereby, the devil caused more and more emotional imbalance; insanity, if you will. When I, of my own free will, chose to give my mind and my body back to the Lord, He used my day-to-day actions to repair those walls and restore normal thinking.
If I fail to lean on God's power, another wall will break down. My healing is contingent on my day-to-day spiritual condition.

Prayer: Lord, today take my thoughts, my will and my choices and let them be yours.

Sunday, April 18, 2010

God's Banquet Table - Daily Devotions for Compulsive Overeaters

Compulsive overeating can only be healed by God. The addictive quality of this weakness takes a lifelong day by day dependency on God's power. Seventeen years ago, He healed me emotionally and started a successful weight loss journey. I lost ninety pounds and have since then maintained that loss. God has put it on my heart to regularly share my devotions for compulsive overeaters. I pray there's someone out there that might notice my blog and start reading these and receive God's help with this complex problem. Every day I must seek after God since I'm powerless over food. Watch this blog tomorrow, Monday, April 19, 2010 for my first devotion.

Sunday, March 21, 2010

New Beginnings

In all my years of life, I've stepped into many springtimes. I've spotted the tips of jonquils peeping through the cold ground, but never has that sight not sent a thrill across my mind. In God's wisdom, He created spring as a new beginning. I love new beginnings.
New beginnings can come as a new job, a new spouse, a new home or as simple as a time of new warmth as in the springtime of the year. The spin of failure is turned around by a new beginning. Every mistake dissolves in beginning again.
The last few months, I've debated about what God wanted me to do with my time. He showed me this Scripture, "For whatsoever is born of God overcometh the world;and this is the victory that overcometh the world, even our faith. 1 John 5:4."
When I retired from my day job four and a half years ago, I threw myself into my writing, learning all I could. Along with several short stories, I've completed five full-length manuscripts and attempted to sell some of them. As God tried to slow me down, I bucked Him and complained. Now, with His peace descending into my world, I'm faced with yet another new beginning--true retirement with writing as a ministry directed by God.
Charles and I are traveling more, spending time together in fun and relaxation. When he works on real estate, I write stories and sell some of them. God's peace paves the twists and turns of this new beginnning.

Lord, may I always be directed by you and have sense enough to step in Your footsteps leading the way.

Sunday, February 21, 2010


Life becomes a walk on a tightrope with a delicate balance between what we need and what we like. Often, my feet step off the rope and teeter above a harsh, unrelenting floor. Recently, I fell off that rope by becoming stressed and overwhelmed to the point of becoming cranky and hard to live with.

Most of my time revolved around writing or writing-related activities such as critiquing, loops, courses, looking up markets or fulfilling roles in my groups. Family time, even time with the Lord, interrupted my driving ambition. Life ceased to be fun. When I crashed into the net, God required of me to quit all writing except to fulfill definte prior obligations.

While I'm sprawled on the floor and looking up at God, He's teaching me one more time the wisdom of balance in my life. For every weight, we lay on one end of our teeter-totter, we must lay an equal and offsetting weight at the other end.

Ecclesiastes 11: 8 "However many years a man may live, let him enjoy them all."

Lord, thank You once again for breaking my fall, for holding me until I regain consciousness and for tipping me onto my feet, so I can take baby steps while balancing with the touch of Your hand.

Sunday, January 17, 2010


PRIDE--the sin committed by a beautiful angel of God called Lucifer. In Genesis, we read of the first sin. God doesn't give us laws to punish us or make it hard on us. His laws show us how to live and cope with life. The ruling He offered Adam and Eve was to merely refrain from eating one fruit--so they wouldn't die. Pride tempted Eve with being as smart as God. She succumbed, as we all often do.

Satan uses pride to his best advantage. As many of the devil's tools, pride slips in without our realization. We believe it's not something that tempts us until we look at the many sides of the sin. Pride hides behind our defensive attitude, our hurt feelings, our territorial stance.

In any chosen field, pride can seep in like a sneaky intruder, but I look at it from the role of Christian writer. When I tighten up at criticism of my writing or feel an edge of envy at another writer's success, that's pride nibbling at my toes. Even handling rejection with anger shows pride in my life. Writing isn't about just getting published for me, it's about ministering God's word.

God gives me words to share with others. As long as I'm grateful to write for Him regardless of where those words are seen, pride releases its power over me. In ministry, we work not for our glory, but for God's, so getting uptight about what person gets the compensation or praise is pride. We find this in all types of ministry even in our local churches. If we don't receive the glory for our work, we get irritated. The devil sneaks in a measure of pride to tear down God's work. The bad thing is many times he's successful.

Time and time again, I'm reminded to check up on my measure of committment to God. He called me to write.

Lord, please make me aware when Satan has slipped into my work. You are my primary reader and critic. Use my words for Your work and delete my pouting pride.

Next month, I'll look into another sin that works on me. Can you guess what it is?

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Merry Christmas Y'all

My cup of activity fills to overflowing this time of year. I find it harder than usual to hold on to uninterrupted quiet time with the Lord. Yet, conversation with God is what's needed more than anything to keep my serenity and sanity.
As my heart brims with gratitude for my blessings, I wish peace and love for each of you, resources which can only be found in the Christ of Christmas.
MERRY CHRISTMAS Y'ALL. (I am from Texas, after all.)