One of the greatest struggles that we experience as Christians is discerning what the Lord’s will is for our lives. Oh, if He only left a personalized note, an audible message, or wrote His words using a skywriter or a billboard – how much easier it would be. But alas, God does not communicate with us via those avenues, but thankfully, He does indeed speak to us, and rest assured, if we are willing to wait, follow, and listen, He will show us His will.
I am an early riser. My alarm clock first sounds at 4:45am. After a few not so gentle smacks of the snooze button, my eyes begin to open to the new day at around 5:00am. But during those in between moments of waking, my ears are fully alive and busy taking in the sounds of the morning. Those early morning hours are void of the chaotic sounds of the day. There is peace and stillness in the air as the uninterrupted sound of a gentle breeze ushers in a new day.
I remember the details like it was yesterday. They are ingrained in my memory, stamped and etched in a place of perpetual recall. While I do not remember my exact age, I estimate I was either in fifth or sixth grade. It was a weekend visit to my father’s house that first exposed me to the world of pornography.
Thanksgiving. The time of the year to reflect on all that we are thankful for. Yet, for some reason, this year my heart is quite burdened. While I truly am grateful for so much in my life, my heart can’t seem to break free of bearing the burden of so many close to us that are traversing through challenging times. Cancer, illness, wayward children, suicide, financial hardships, addiction, bitter relationships…and all of that is just within the walls of my circle of friends. Mingle in the sinful, divisive climate that bathes our society, and you have cause to feel the weight of the world.
It was the summer before my son’s freshman year in high school, and he had one request of me: “Mom, can I join the football team?”
I remember the moment so clearly. I was a mom of three small boys ages 4, 3, and 1. It was a beautiful spring day so the boys and I packed up the stroller to walk down to our park. As the older boys ran and jumped and played, I pushed my giggling little guy on the baby swings. Not meaning to eavesdrop, but being too close to avoid hearing, I listened in on a conversation between two moms.
Waiting patiently has never been one of my best attributes. My trouble started early on. As a child, I always knew where my mother kept our Christmas gifts hidden, and I made it a point, with great regularity, to spy and peek at the stash. I simply could not wait until Christmas.
For the past several days I have been contemplating the time that Jesus spent in the Garden of Gethsemane praying. I’ve been struck by the words that scripture uses to tell us about the emotions of that evening. I’ve combed through various Bible translations noting these words.
I am prone to negativity. When my tongue is unrestrained it lends itself to complaining, biting sarcasm, and criticism. How’s that for a dose of honesty? Similarly, my thoughts can easily meander down the same pessimistic path. I’ve needed to fess up to this less-than-Christlike attitude and confess it for what it is: sin. I am prayerfully working on changing my perspective. Decades of pessimistic practice have made this a hard habit to kick. But I am thankful that the Lord has opened my eyes to it and given me the opportunity to change.
For quite some time I have been feeling the not-so-gentle-nudge to do something about this blog, Life in the Van. I cover such a broad range of topics from faith to family to food, and in the blogosphere, that is no good.
Those of you who are interested in reading more about topics related to faith and family may not necessarily be interested in my recipe posts. Conversely, those of you looking for new recipes may not be interested in hearing about my thoughts on matters of faith and family.
So, this past week, I fixed that. I have a new blog up and running called The Gluten Free Gathering. Here, I will be posting only gluten free recipes and other food related topics.
Life in the Van will remain the place where I share what the Lord has laid upon my heart. I will be sharing matters of faith, lessons, and family topics as I always have. If there are any cooking contest adventures, I’ll share those as well. But soon you will begin to see all of those yummy recipes disappear from Life in the Van. They will find a new home at The Gluten Free Gathering.
So, you have some choices:
- If you want to pick up some great gluten free recipes, head on over to The Gluten Free Gathering and sign up. You can also visit us on Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, and Pinterest. We’d love new followers!
- If you want to hear more about faith and family, stay right where you are at Life in the Van. Life in the Van does have a Facebook page as well.
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Thanks to all of you who have followed and supported me in my writing venture. It’s something that I truly love to do.