Delight in Money or Living?

How can a young person live a clean life? By carefully reading the map of your Word. I’m single-minded in pursuit of you; don’t let me miss the road signs you’ve posted. I’ve banked your promises in the vault of my heart so I won’t sin myself bankrupt. Be blessed, God ; train me in your ways of wise living. I’ll transfer to my lips all the counsel that comes from your mouth; I delight far more in what you tell me about living than in gathering a pile of riches. I ponder every morsel of wisdom from you, I attentively watch how you’ve done it. I relish everything you’ve told me of life, I won’t forget a word of it.
Psalm 119:11 MSG

“I delight far more in what you tell me about living than in gathering a pile of riches.”

It’s true. Or, is it?

I’ve been praying a lot about money lately–mostly because I don’t have any.

Yesterday, my daughter’s Bible app pinged on my phone with her verse of the day. It was…

“No one can serve two masters, for either he will hate the one and love the other, or he will be devoted to the one and despise the other. You cannot serve God and money.
Matthew 6:24 ESV

Matthew 6 continues with…

“Therefore I tell you, do not be anxious about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink, nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing? Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life? And why are you anxious about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin, yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is alive and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? Therefore do not be anxious, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the Gentiles seek after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them all. But seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be added to you.
Matthew 6:25‭-‬33 ESV

I love God. And, there is nothing more that I love than having money. But, when is wanting money more than wanting God?

Do you know when it happens? Does it sneak up on you?

Is it like St. Francis who only had his tunic in the shape of a cross and a pair of sandals because he feared the love of money so much?

Is it this minimalist-mindset takeover that is expounding “less is more; throw it all away, and you’ll have happiness”?

When I throw my stuff away, I just end up looking for it later.

So today, I ponder money. What it means. What it wants. And, how God fits in the picture above all of it.

Share with me today. How do you do it?


Oh, this internet life…

So, today I was perusing my YouTube feed just scrolling through my favorites seeing what they posted this week.

I came across one of those videos you don’t want to watch, but you have to.

One of those channels you’ve subscribed to, watched often and now feel a personal obligation and connection to this person.

I recently saw a post on Instagram–like yesterday–that said something like, “I follow at least five people that don’t know me, but I consider them my best friends.”

I completely feel that way with so many of you out here. Kindred spirits who sadly I may never meet, but we are in each other’s lives simply because of this wonderful experience called social media, or the Internet, or whatever you want to call it.

I’m just so blessed by all of you. All of the treasures you share. Your inner-most thoughts and feelings and experiences that you share with the world to educate us, inspire us and make this world a brighter place.

We need you.

I knew I had to watch that video earlier. I didn’t want to. I couldn’t be that hurt. Didn’t want to feel that hurt.

To watch a video of what could be the saddest moment in that person’s life–a person who doesn’t know me at all–when I knew it would break my heart right along with theirs.

That’s community.

And, that’s the life I choose to live.

To join with them on this journey.

To be a part.

I ask to join you on your journey. If you will have me.

I ask to support you, encourage you, and be there with Likes and comments exactly when you need it.

At least I’ll try to any way.

Y’all be blessed tonight. Keep sharing! And, God bless.

The Library

As a writer, you often have to write about things near and dear to your heart.

Make that need to write about.

When I walk into a library my worries melt away. That may sound cliche’, but to me it’s an escape, an emotional getaway. A release of the every day life into a realm of the unknown, the unfound and the unread.

It’s a sanctuary.

As a homeschooling mom, the library offers respite like no one else can. My daughter, instantly mesmerized by shiny pink books, quiets and begins looking at titles, cover art; thinking.

Thinking about which book to read first, second and third.

Just like her mother.

I don’t know what I’d do without the library. Would I be able to breathe? I doubt it. It is air to me. The smell of old paper, dust and imagination. Creativity being expressed, shared and experienced. I love the creative process. I love what other people represent. What’s important to them. What must be shared with the world or you will burst. Your belly growing with an unborn child expanding and stretching and moving until you think you are going to die if you don’t get it out. You must get it out into the world and say, “Look! Here’s my baby. My heart. Please be gentle with it. It came from me.”

It came from me. Something came from me that needs to be shared with the world. Whether a book, a song, a show, an artwork, I have to share it.

Or, I might burst.


Is It Time to Move Upon the Waters?


A few days ago, I sat at the lake.

A dragonfly caught my eye. It flitted over the grass, then skimmed across the water.

You could see its joy. It’s body flying at top speed like a missile above the crests. It didn’t hover. It didn’t waver. It flew…like a jet.

So often we hover and waver. We go through life without authority. Why?

This is our life to live. The one granted to us by God the Father to serve Him. To live. To live our lives one day at a time in a time of great uncertainity. But, we have all of the authority. We have all of the authority in Christ to live our lives exactly the way God intended. Without fault or wavering. Without delay.

What is stopping you today? What is preventing you from being the person God created you to be?

We have a way. The Holy Spirit is here to guide us. To skim us across the waters with authority, with purpose, with self respect. We are here. We’ve been put here for a purpose. Let’s live it. No matter what anybody else thinks.


Witnessing to family members.

Witnessing is easy. If we just get out of the way…

Ray Comfort's Daily Evidence

“Return to your own house, and tell what great things God has done for you.” And he went his way and proclaimed throughout the whole city what great things Jesus had done for him. (Luke 8:39)

Here is some advice that may save you a great deal of grief. As a new Christian, I did almost irreparable damage by acting like a wild bull in a crystal showroom. I bullied my mom, my dad, and many of my friends into making a “decision for Christ.” I was sincere, zealous, loving, kind, and stupid. I didn’t understand that salvation doesn’t come through making a “decision,” but through repentance, and that repentance comes through godly sorrow over sin (2 Cor. 7:10). The Bible teaches that no one can come to the Son unless the Father “draws” him (John 6:44). If you are able to get a “decision” but the person has no conviction…

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