Devotions for Tough Times
Part of these devotions will be recommendations from Followers. (You can submit one for consideration using the contact form at the bottom of page, and I will get back to you.) Some are readings that have been uplifting for me. Others will be original writings. For daily devotions for hurting people, see Joni and Friends and Rest Ministries. Also, check out Going Deeper for ideas for spiritual growth. May God use these writings to encourage you as you navigate through life.
Faith
Life is a struggle. A battle. An uphill climb.
They say it takes heart, but my heart is weary. It is overloaded with pain and the cares of the world. It strives. It aches. It weeps. I feel like I am losing the battle and losing heart.
What can turn this around? Is there anything that can be done?
YES!
- I can offer my heart to the Healer of brokenness.
- I can offer the heart of this warrior to the one who leads the host of heaven.
- I can place this lost, wandering, confused, and lonely heart into the hands of the One who knows every trail and trial, every battlefield and tear.
Every step of my journey is already seen and known before I have even stepped. Every battle has Someone to come alongside me. Every hopeless moment is waiting to be filled with the God of all hope. And every desolate battle cry (that sounds more like a whisper) can find its voice in I AM–the One who spoke the world into existence.
No longer will my heart lie downtrodden and defeated. No longer will it fold inward in silence. It will rise up in the power of God’s Spirit, and I will press on. For it is not by my might or power, but by His Spirit. He will lead me to victory. I will see it. I will taste it. I will know it. My heart will know it–because my heart knows Him.
This is the heart of victory.
©Text and photo, Francee Strain, February 13, 2020. Come Unto Me Ministries. See also Francee's book: No Ordinary Invitation: Called to Live a Life of Eternal Purpose, (Bloomington, IN: WestBow Press, 2017)
4 Questions You May Ask While Waiting for Test Results
- Will I ever know what is wrong with me?
For me, my journey of illness began in 2000 with a headache that wouldn’t go away. I wish I could tell you I found out what caused that headache or what causes my current symptoms now, but I cannot…not fully.
Looking back over my journey I can see the footprints of breakthroughs in my chronic illness that led to correct diagnosis of conditions that made a difference in my quality of life.
I am so thankful for those doctors… those hospitals… those tests. When I needed Him most, God sent me to the right Doctor at the right time to get answers I desperately needed. I have faith He will do so again!
“The steps of a good man are ordered by the Lord, And He delights in his way.” Psalms 37:23 NKJV
- Will I be able to handle it if I get no answers again this time?

Over the past approximately 18 years Doctors have thought I had a variety of conditions including…
a spot on my brain stem which was untreatable and inoperable with a short amount of time to live, lupus, multiple sclerosis, ALS (Lou Gehrig’s Disease), mini strokes, dehydration, hyperventilation, high blood pressure, fibroid tumors, sinus bone spur and cyst, classical migraines with aura, histoplasmosis, fibromyalgia, Hashimoto’s, neurogenic cardiac syncope, neurologic cardiac syncope, neurocardiogenic syncope, myofascial pain syndrome, cardiac x syndrome, scoliosis, spastic colon, slow digestive system, silent acid reflux, chronic fatigue syndrome, spinal cord damage requiring fusion surgery, sleep apnea and autonomic dysfunction.
I’ve had it all, but yet I really didn’t. While no answers are infuriating to those of us who are desperate to know what is wrong with us once and for all, there is always a hidden answer.
It’s a piece to the puzzle. Maybe not big pieces, but pieces none the less. Our health is a puzzle and sometimes it takes a long time to put the pieces together. I’m still putting my puzzle together one piece at a time. How about you? Where are you on your journey?
“Trust in the Lord with all your heart, And lean not on your own understanding; In all your ways acknowledge Him, And He shall direct your paths.”
Proverbs 3:5-6 NKJV
- Can I trust this Doctor?

Whether it was when a specialist said I was just hyperventilating and nothing was wrong with me or another who said I just needed to drink more water, it became apparent early on my journey not all Doctors could see what was going on with my health, nor could all Doctors be professional in the way they responded to me as a patient.
Simply put, not all professionals are professional. Not all people are nice. Some people are jerks whether they have a medical degree or not.
Unfortunately, I have crossed paths with some hurtful people whom I needed medical advice from. This hurts. This causes distrust and for you to stop going to Doctors and stop searching for the truth of what is wrong with you.
If I had stopped searching I would have missed some brilliant medical professionals who actually had decent personalities. Trust me, they actually do exist. I had one Doctor Who held my hand as they put me under anesthesia to do major surgery because he said he didn’t want me to feel alone. I’m tearing up just thinking about it.
I didn’t feel alone. I had surgery before and years of medical tests, procedures and surgeries but when he held my hand and said that I almost cried because I knew he cared. It was a balm to my heart to remind me there are good people…good Doctors and their not all against you.
Can I trust my current Doctor who completed my last test? I don’t know but if I can’t I will find a Doctor who I can trust because they do exist.
We just can’t give up searching for good Doctors because some act like jerks. We need Doctors to treat us so we can have a good quality of life. Our families need us to keep trying…to keep the faith.
Be of good courage, And He shall strengthen your heart, All you who hope in the Lord .
Psalms 31:24 NKJV
- Is there any hope?
Will this time be different?
Do you feel exactly the same every single day? Most of us would say no to this question. Some days are better than others. Some days it’s a matter of bad, worse and horrible, but the point is that every day can be different. It’s kind of like the weather. LOL
This is hard to grasp in the middle of a very hard day! Looking beyond the pain and circumstances of that difficult day to see that days in the past weren’t as bad gives us hope that perhaps tomorrow will be better.
We can make it! There’s hope! If there’s hope for the way I feel each day there’s also hope that the test I take will reveal answers I need to resolve my health issues.
There…is…HOPE! 
Hold onto it my friend!
“And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose.”
Romans 8:28 NKJV
© Selina Huffman. Used by permission.
What is faith, really?
God who does not lie, promised. (Titus 1 :2)
Faith is not conjuring up, through an act of your will, a sense of certainty that something is going to happen. No, it is recognizing God’s promise as an actual fact, believing it is true, rejoicing in the knowledge of that truth, and then simply resting because God said it.
Faith turns a promise into a prophecy. A promise is contingent upon our cooperation, but when we exercise genuine faith in it, it becomes a prophecy. Then we can move ahead with certainty that it will come to pass, because "God ... does not lie.” Days of Heaven upon Earth
I often hear people praying for more faith, but when I listen carefully to them and get to the essence of their prayer, I realize it is not more faith they are wanting at all. What they are wanting is their faith to be changed to sight.
Faith does not say, "I see this is good for me; therefore God must have sent it." Instead, faith declares, "God sent it; therefore it must be good for me."
Faith, when walking through the dark with God, only asks Him to hold his hand more tightly. Phillips Brooks
The Shepherd does not ask of thee
Faith in your faith, but only faith in Him;
And this He meant in saying, "Come to me.”
In light or darkness seek to do His will,
And leave the work of faith to Jesus still.
Taken from Streams in the Desert. Mrs. Charles E. Cowman. Edited by Jim Reimann. Copyright © 1997. May 1. Used by permission of Zondervan. www.zondervan.com
God's Love
"Cease striving and know that I am God." Psalm 46:10
Last summer, I held a little hummingbird in my hand. It was a hot day and I’d gone out to the garage to look for a box. We had just moved in our new house and I could not find the paper towel holder to save my neck. While hunting for it, I heard a clicking sound and saw this hummingbird beating its thin beak repeatedly against the clear glass window. The garage door was wide open, but it was confused. The poor thing saw all the other birds flying on the other side of the window and she wanted to be free. I whispered under my breath, "I know just how you feel."
Out of sheer exhaustion from trying to escape, she fell down on the window sill with her wings outstretched. I gently picked her up, her tiny feet perched on my index finger. I was in complete awe! She was weightless. I stroked her head and back trying to comfort this little one. Her feathers were so soft and iridescent green.
It was a beautiful and almost sacred moment. She even turned her long beak to the side and looked at me with miniature eyes. I couldn't believe I was holding a hummingbird!
I wanted to be her safe place where she could be still and rest. I wanted to calm her and lead her out of the confines of the hot garage, but all too quickly she flew out of my hand, resting high on the garage door rails above me. I tried everything I could think of to show her the way out. I even brought a feeder to the garage, but she was so consumed with getting out that she wouldn’t eat or trust that I could help.
Later that evening, I drew a parallel between the hummingbird and those who are shut-ins or those who feel trapped in a broken body. We see life going on outside our windows -- cars driving by, people walking in the neighborhood in broad daylight, family coming and going and we long for that too. I often wonder, “How do they do that without painful consequences?!” I watch in amazement as my husband mows grass or my daughter goes out for a run or climbs a tree.
But maybe we can find some peace “behind bars” so to speak. We can trust that our Father is holding us in His hand. He knows even when one sparrow falls to the ground. How much more does He care for us? He counts our tears, our days and the hairs on our head.
Jesus knows us, He molded us. He will lead us out or through deep waters that surround us. Sometimes the way through is Jesus calling us Home. And I don't say that lightly at all... I have 3 loved ones battling stage 4 cancer.
The Lord will provide a way so that we can stand up under the trial because He is faithful. While we wait for our circumstances to change, we can turn our focus to His promises and spend the down time praying for others. We can disciple someone, write a note or make a phone call to friend who's hurting... or just Be. God knows when we have nothing left to give.
I think about Heaven constantly. All the things we cannot do here, we will do in a perfect place, with perfect peace, in a perfect body! (Without heat or humidity.) This seems hard to believe... especially while I'm parked at "malfunction junction" with a broken body in the middle of a heat wave.
It’s 99 degrees as I type, so I find myself dreaming about cool mountain air. I want to run far away from Texas and return in September, but I can’t. My family, my church and my doctor’s are here. I want to be free. I'd love to go for a walk, swim, shop, or take a family vacation.
But I’ve learned that if all I think about is what I cannot do, it depresses me. If I’m consumed by “I must get out!” then I become discontent, banging my head against the window like the hummingbird.
I’ve been very frustrated with this insane heat. Instead of wondering how I'll survive July and August, I need to live in today. Even if "living" is lying down on the bed or couch, my days and YOUR days are not meaningless, as the enemy of our souls would like for us to believe. I know from past experience:
If I’ll accept my circumstances—peace will come.
If I keep my eyes on things above—I can bear the rest of my days on earth.
If I focus on the gifts I have—I won’t long for the things I lack.
If I trust in God’s plan—He will direct my path.
If I embrace my cross and hold onto Christ—I will find rest.
Maybe you're not trapped by a disease or homebound, but feel trapped in a job that is draining you or a marriage that is broken. Maybe you are caring for a loved one who is ill or struggling under a financial burden. Sometimes life makes no sense. God's ways are unfathomable. We only see one jagged puzzle piece, while He sees it complete.
Maybe today we can lay our burden's down and lean on Him. Breathe. Stop beating ourselves up for what we cannot do. It won't always be this way. It may be one LONG HOT summer, but Fall will eventually come. Grace is given. Seasons change. Doors open. Mountains move. Miracles do happen and hearts can soften. Praise God what we experience now is not forever!
"For our light and momentary affliction is achieving an eternal weight in glory that far outweighs them all. So we look not on what is seen but what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary but what is unseen is eternal." (2 Corinthians 4:16-18)
Photo: Sadly, my hummingbird never made it out of the garage that day. My kids came to help shoo her out. We finally went inside hoping the little one would find the way to freedom. The next day, I walked out to the garage and saw her dead on the window sill. My heart sank. She kept beating herself against the glass and never found the open door. This picture of the hummer in my hand was taken after I found her.
© Angie Dugi. Used by permission. - Published 7/7/2018 on https://www.mygodsmiles.net/blog. Link no longer available.
Do you ever feel overwhelmed? Too much to do? Too many places to go? Too many people to see? Too much laundry? Too many dishes? Too many pieces of paperwork to read? Too much pain–inside and out?
Whew. Sometimes life is just too much. Overwhelmed is a state of being and it is a state of emotion. We can take the circumstances that surround us and we can internalize them. The “stuff” of life becomes the emotion of life. And sometimes it is just too much.
Overwhelmed sums up my status. It is my circumstances. It is my emotions. It is my reality. But why? What made it so?
Does it have to be this way? Does it have to stay this way?
My answer is an overwhelming NO!!!
My being overwhelmed can be overwhelmed by God! His greatness and His power, His majesty and His authority. His presence and His involvement can change all that I am and all that I am in the midst of.
Have you ever been overwhelmed by God? By His goodness, His love, His mercy?
You have…you just may not have known it.
Did you wake up this morning? Did you see and hear and feel and taste? Did you see the beauty of His creation all around you? Did you lay your head on a pillow last night and sleep beneath a blanket of stars? You have been overwhelmed by God’s goodness.
Did you awaken this morning with an opportunity to know God? To know He loves you? To know that you have the capability to be forgiven for every wrong thing you have ever done? You have been overwhelmed by His goodness, AND His love, AND His mercy.
God has been good to us in body and in soul. Do our minds understand this?
What an overwhelming thought: to think that the God of the universe loves us, wants to be with us, and cares about every detail of our lives.
Overwhelmed. A state of being and a state of emotion.
My heart is overwhelmed with awe and gratitude.
“Oh, give thanks to the Lord, for He is good! For His mercy endures forever.”
Psalm 107:1(NKJV)
© Francee Strain. Come Unto Me Ministries. Francee has written a book: No Ordinary Invitation.
Two years ago, I wrote a post entitled “Overwhelmed,” and I asked these questions: Do you ever feel overwhelmed? Too much to do? Too many places to go? Too many people to see? Too much laundry? Too many dishes? Too many pieces of paperwork to read? Too much pain—inside and out? And now, here we are in 2020, and I could add a new assortment of questions to the list. Life sure has changed, but one thing still hasn’t: we get overwhelmed.
Sometimes, life is just too much—and then a whole new set of circumstances rolls in, and we almost don’t even know what to do or think. Overwhelmed describes our state of being and our emotional state. We take the circumstances that surround us and internalize them. The “stuff” of life becomes the emotion of life. And sometimes it is just too much. Overwhelmed then describes our status.
Overwhelmed by circumstances, by emotions, by the present reality.
And then, more questions come: Why? Why is it like this? What made things this way? Will things ever change?
And then comes a question we can actually answer: Do things have to stay this way? My answer is an overwhelming NO!!!
Things do not have to stay this way. Our being overwhelmed can be overwhelmed by God! His greatness and His power, His majesty and His authority, His presence and His involvement can change all that we are and all that we are in the midst of.
And even when circumstances do not change, we can change. We can let ourselves be overwhelmed differently. We can be overwhelmed by the presence of God. His peace can flood our minds. His joy can spill from our hearts. His strength can empower our actions. We can be made new.
And again, questions: Have you ever been overwhelmed by God? By His goodness, His love, His mercy?
You have…you just may not have known it.
Did you wake up this morning? Did you see and hear and feel and taste? Did you see the beauty of His creation all around you? Did you lay your head on a pillow last night and sleep beneath a blanket of stars? You have been overwhelmed by God’s goodness.
Did you awaken this morning with an opportunity to know God and know He loves you? Do you know that you have the capability to be forgiven for every wrong thing you have ever done? You have been overwhelmed by His goodness, AND His love, AND His mercy.
God has been good to us in body and in soul. Do our minds understand this?
What an overwhelming thought: to think that the God of the universe loves us so much that He sent His Son, Jesus, to save us. He wants to be with us and cares about every detail of our lives. He has made Himself available to us. The gift of salvation is free for the taking. And after that, His strength and power are abundantly available to help us through all the things of life that would overwhelm us.
My heart is overwhelmed with awe and gratitude.
“Oh, give thanks to the Lord, for He is good! For His mercy endures forever.”
Psalm 107:1 (NKJV)
©Text and photo Francee Strain, August 30, 2020. See her website, Come Unto Me Ministries. Francee has written a book: No Ordinary Invitation.
God's Ways
Joel 2:32 - "And it shall come to pass, that whosoever shall call on the name of the Lord shall be delivered "
"Why not at once roll myself and my burden upon the Lord....Whosoever means me, for it means anybody and everybody who calls upon God. I will therefore follow the leading of the text, and at once call upon the glorious Lord who has made so large a promise. [Here comes my favorite part.] My case is urgent, and I do not see how I am to be delivered; but this is no business of mine. He who makes the promise will find out ways and means of keeping it. It is mine to obey his commands; it is not mine to direct his counsels...I call upon Him and He will deliver me."
Spurgeon
Brokenness is such a familiar word to many of us. Maybe you’ve been broken because of your family, friends, people around, unmet expectations in life, depressing situations, and the like. The world even makes us broken in so many ways. Sometimes it makes us feel bitter and resentful.
Perhaps some people have become callous with the idea of brokenness because they have been there for many times. Their hearts turned cold and hard-hearted. Buried between letting go and holding on are the scars that are left unnoticed. Those scars remind how strong they were in fighting their battles. Though, they are ugly marks of the past, they are also a beautiful reminder that the wounds that hurt and pained them healed, finally.
Brokennes is something that’s common to me these days. Let me start on the day I was diagnosed with having tumors in my thyroid. That day, my life was shattered. For the next couple of months, my mind was filled with the thought of death. I told God that I was not ready yet. And that I still have a lot of dreams and plans to accomplish.
While being so broken, it made me ponder on these questions:
Why did God allow this sickness to strike me?
Why now and not when I get older? It could have been better if I am older…I’m just 29.
Why can He not heal me now?
I had doubts. I had so much fears. I was hurt. I was so broken that every now and then I needed to hide the tears that voluntarily rolled down my eyes. I just could not believe how my life was turned upside down in an instant.
Sleep almost left me and all I could do was to write in my journal and talk to God. It was the toughest time of my life. (And tough days become my normal.)
I hated it at first and begged God to lead me back to where I was. Later on, it came to my senses that God has a different plan for me. So I stopped resisting and chose to surrender.
As days pass by, those questions that I asked Him slowly unfolding as I choose to walk by faith and die to myself daily so I can obey Him.
In my brokenness, the Lord showed me to see things beyond it. He allowed me to experience deep pain so I could learn to be compassionate and weak. I was so strong and that’s the reason why He couldn’t use me according to His purpose. I felt like I was the Psalmist who said,
“It is good for me that I have been afflicted; that I might learn thy statutes.”
My brokennes paved its way for me to see that I need Him more than anyone and anything, and that I could not do anything without Him. It helped me get closer to Him as I wasn’t sure what tomorrow may bring.
We all have different stories of brokenness. My story might even pale in comparison to many who had gone through so much pain and brokenness. Nevertheless, I want to tell my story and how God has been so faithful all through out this journey.
At first, I hated talking about my situation. I didn’t want people to pity me. I didn’t want them to make me feel that I am incapable and useless now that I could not do more. I didn’t want them to see me crying. But I remember someone who said that one of the greatest ways to share Christ is through our life story. And this is what God has impressed on my heart. I am still alive to tell the story of His love. His faithfulness. His mercy and grace. His miracles. His healing. His Salvation.
Now I believe that we can still sing praises to the Lord despite our situation. We can still get up and move on inspite of difficulties and trials. We can look beyond our pain and brokenness and see that ahead of us is the reward of blessings.
There’s no doubt that God uses our deepest trials to mold us to be better Christians and better vessels whom He can use for His glory. In the end, we will understand that all things work together for the good of those who love Him (Romans 8:28). And even though we will never understand why, we still need to trust His plans because He is our God and He is the one who controls everything for our own good. When Joseph was sold by his brothers, accused and imprisoned, and forgotten by the person whom he helped, he might not understand what’s going on. I believe that with all those things that had happened to him, he felt pain and brokenness, too. Yet he trusted his God. That gave him the victory that no one could ever imagine.
In the same way, we are to trust the plan of our Father. When it’s hard for us to do that, let’s look back and examine the great people in the Bible. It’s always God who made them succeed in many ways.
Our brokenness and pain will not be wasted and useless if we learn to lay them down at the feet of Jesus. Like how the song goes:
You (God) make beautiful things
You (God) make beautiful things out of the dust
You (God) make beautiful things
You (God) make beautiful things out of us
God alone can make beautiful things out of our rubbish and messy life. He can make beautiful things out of a person like you and me no matter who we are, where we are, and what we are going through.
© Ann P. Used by permission. Ann's site, Faith Journey with Ann no longer available.
I was fascinated by the Japanese art called kintsugi, an old art of fixing broken pottery using dusted gold, silver, or platinum. This emphasizes the fractures and breaks rather than hiding and disguising them. People even say that repaired pottery becomes more beautiful than the original, giving it a new life and a new form.
I could not help but relate it to our experience of brokenness. Often times, we think that brokenness is ugly that we want to hide and keep it away from the eyes of others. We are manipulated to believe that when we are broken, nothing good will come out of it. Yet this is not the case in the Lord.
This Japanese work of art teaches that as Christians, our brokenness is not a waste. Instead, if we are willing to surrender it to Him who is able to fix, it can be a way for us to be better crafted carefully and beautifully by our Maker.
It taught me that no matter how seemingly useless and messy we are, if we are willing to be repaired by the potter, we can still be fixed. In God’s sight, we won’t be a trash that’s ready to be thrown away. Of course, going through brokenness is hard. There’s unbearable pain that sometimes, no one can understand. There is this feeling of shame and self-pity.
Yet if we truly understand that there’s a purpose out of that, then we will trust that God is able to heal and fix our wounded heart. In the end, this brokenness will not leave us discouraged and disappointed. Rather, we will feel proud and confident in the way that our Master mends our broken pieces and diligently connects each shattered part so we can be whole again. And I really love this idea. It proves how He loves us regardless of our situation.
To add more, like how Japanese people perceive this kind of art, we can also become a wonderful piece of art through God’s healing and restoration. We may think of ourselves as nothing and worthless as we feel this brokenness inside. But like the idea of kintsugi, our brokenness is different in God’s perspective. When we feel that we are already useless and that we are insignificant, God views it the other way. I believe that when we are broken, God joyfully takes us and begins to make a unique art out of us.
Those times that I felt so broken inside are the exact moments where I became so close to God. And those were the moments when I needed to submit my will to God because I knew, in my own strength, I could not do anything. He wants us to be close to Him. He delights when we forget ourselves and find our beauty in Him. We are ugly and broken but He is able to create a new work of art in us.
If you think that you can no longer be fixed, I guess you are wrong.We are not beyond repair in Him who created us in the first place. Our brokenness might be a tap on our back because we have been walking the wrong way. Perhaps, it is a gentle reminder that we are not alone in this journey. The Scripture tells us that He will never leave nor forsake us (Hebrews 13:5). Feeling of being alone and useless is a lie from the enemy because His Word tells us that He is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit (Psalms 34:18). When we are broken, there is a great invitation to find healing in His secret place.
Looking at this Japanese art makes me grateful because like these broken potteries, if we lay our brokenness at the feet of Jesus, we can be more valuable once we let Him work in our life. Isn’t it amazing that they use the most expensive material to fix those broken potteries?
That’s how He will mend us. He will carefully put those broken pieces together with love. Like this valuable gold, we will be more valuable to Him who crafted and made us a unique work of art.
When we finally recognize and appreciate this work of art, we will see the value of our brokenness in light with Him. That we are worthy because He made us worthy.
There’s indeed beauty beyond brokenness. Don’t be afraid to go through it. Instead, we pray and lay it before God – the One who is able to make beautiful things out of our messy and broken lives.
© Ann P. Used by permission. Ann's site, Faith Journey with Ann no longer available.
Could God really use this?
”Consider the lilies, how they grow.” Matt. 6:28

I need oil,” said an ancient monk; so he planted an olive sapling. “Lord,” he prayed, “it needs rain that its tender roots may drink and swell. Send gentle showers.” And the Lord sent gentle showers. “Lord,” prayed the monk, “my tree needs sun. Send sun, I pray Thee.” And the sun shone, gilding the dripping clouds. “Now frost, my Lord, to brace its tissues,” cried the monk. And behold, the little tree stood sparkling with frost, but at evening it died.
Then the monk sought the cell of a brother monk, and told his strange experience. “I, too, planted a little tree,” he said, “and see! It thrives well. But I entrust my tree to its God. He who made it knows better what it needs than a man like me. I laid no condition, I fixed not ways or means. ‘Lord, send what it needs,’ I prayed, ‘storm or sunshine, wind, rain, or frost. Thou hast made it and Thou dost know.’”
Still they grow.
Taken from Streams in the Desert, March 29 by Mrs. Charles E. Cowman. © 1998. Used by permission of Zondervan. www.zondervan.com
Immanuel. God with us. This is one of His names, one of His amazing
characteristics, and one of His precious promises. He has said that He will
never leave us, nor forsake us (Heb. 13:5). When our hearts are heavy and
our spirits are wounded, Immanuel. When our minds swirl and whirl in
chaos and questions, Immanuel. When nothing makes sense and all hope
seems lost, Immanuel. Storms rage. Dreams die. Immanuel. People leave.
People die. Immanuel. Homes are lost. Possessions ravaged. Immanuel.
Days are long. Nights are longer. Immanuel. Pits are deep. Scars are
deeper. Immanuel. No one even understands our pain and the depths
of it. Immanuel. In this name, there is hope and there is rest. Immanuel.
Comfort can be found in knowing that we are not alone in what we are
facing. We can rest, assured of His promise to always be with us. And
because God always keeps His promises, we can cling to this name for all
we are worth. Immanuel. When we are lost, we can find Him: Immanuel.
© Francee Strain, No Ordinary Invitation: Called to Live a Life of Eternal Purpose, (Bloomington, IN: WestBow Press, 2017), 65-66. Visit Francee's website for more thoughts.
Can suffering really bring blessing?
God has made me fruitful in the land of my suffering (Genesis 41:52)
A poet stands by the window watching a summer shower. It is a fierce downpour, beating and pounding the earth. But the poet, in his mind’s eye, sees more than a rain shower falling. He sees a myriad of lovely flowers raining down, soon breaking forth from the freshly watered earth, and filling it with their matchless beauty and fragrance. And so he sings:
It isn’t raining rain to me—it’s raining daffodils;
In every dripping drop I see wildflowers upon the hills.
A cloud of gray engulfs the day, and overwhelms the town;
It isn’t raining rain to me—it’s raining roses down.
Perhaps you are undergoing some trial as God’s child, and you are saying to Him, “O God, it is raining very hard on me tonight, and this test seems beyond my power to endure. Disappointments are pouring in, washing away and utterly defeating my chosen plans. My trembling heart is grieved and is cowering at the, intensity of my suffering. Surely the rains of affliction are beating down upon my soul.”
Dear friend, you are completely mistaken. God is not raining rain on you—He is raining blessings. If you will only believe your Father’s Word, you will realize that springing up beneath the pounding rain are spiritual flowers. And they are more beautiful and fragrant than those that ever grew before in your storminess and suffering-free life.
You can see the rain, but can you also see the flowers? You are suffering through these tests, but know that God sees sweet flowers of faith springing up in your life beneath these very trials. You try to escape the pain, yet God sees tender compassion for other sufferers finding birth in your soul. Your heart winces at the pain of heavy grief, but God sees the sorrow deepening and enriching your life.
No, my friend, it is not raining afflictions on you. It is raining tenderness, love, compassion, patience, and a thousand other flowers and fruits of the blessed Holy Spirit. And they are bringing to your life spiritual enrichment that all the prosperity and ease of this world could never produce in your innermost being. J. M. M.
Songs across the Storm
A harp stood in the calm, still air
Where showers of sunshine washed a thousand fragrant blooms;
A traveler bowed with loads of care
Struggled from morning till the dusk of evening glooms
To strum sweet sounds from the songless strings;
The pilgrim strives in vain with each unanswering chord,
Until the tempest’s thunder sings,
And, moving on the storm, the fingers of the Lord
A wondrous melody awakes;
And though the battling winds their soldier deeds perform,
Their trumpet-sound brave music makes
While God’s assuring voice sings love across the storm.
Taken from Streams in the Desert. Mrs. Charles E. Cowman. Edited by Jim Reimann. Copyright © 1997. June 15. Used by permission of Zondervan. www.zondervan.com
During Trials
What’s the point of the wilderness anyway? I’ve asked that question numerous times when I’ve been lost in the desert, wondering if I’d ever find a way out. People told me that God was working, but since I didn’t know what he was doing, I secretly wondered if he was doing anything at all.
I didn’t choose the wilderness. No one does. It’s a dark place of loneliness, rejection and despair. But it also cultivates the most life-giving fruit because there God shapes and molds us, teaching us to trust him alone.
In Genesis 41 Joseph named his second son Ephraim, saying “God has made me fruitful in the land of my affliction.” Joseph became fruitful in Egypt – the land where he was sold as a slave, where he was falsely accused, where he was imprisoned and seemingly forgotten. These were the ugliest, leanest years of Joseph’s life, yet they may paradoxically have been the most beautiful because they taught Joseph to trust God.
© Vaneetha Risner, 2020. Check out her website.
I understand the beauty of Ephraim myself. The most difficult places in my life have produced the greatest fruit. Lilias Trotter, a missionary to Algeria in the late 1800’s said this: “Take the very hardest thing in your life – the place of difficulty, outward or inward, and expect God to triumph gloriously in that very spot. Just there he can bring your soul into blossom!”
God triumphs in our place of struggle. The hardest things in our lives become the basis of our ministry. Our faith is often forged in the desert. But we can’t produce fruit ourselves or bring our own souls into blossom – God produces good fruit from an outpouring of what’s inside of us. Life-giving fruit comes organically from within when we are attached to the vine and are abiding in Christ. This happens naturally in the wilderness because we must depend on him daily. There we understand that apart from him, we can do nothing (John 15:5).
Before entering the wilderness, I trusted God, but I didn’t need him for everything, or even for most things. Most of life I could handle on my own and God was more of a back-up plan. The Bible assured me that God would provide for all my needs, but I wasn’t sure that God would be enough if everything was taken from me. I worried about the future, hoping a disaster wouldn’t land on my doorstep.
But when catastrophe hit, God provided beyond my expectations. He protected me from heat and drought. He taught me to tap into his word. He nourished me with springs of living water. As Jeremiah 17:7-8 says, “Blessed is the man who trusts in the Lord, whose trust is the Lord. He is like a tree planted by water, that sends out its roots by the stream, and does not fear when heat comes, for its leaves remain green, and is not anxious in the year of drought, for it does not cease to bear fruit.”
Learning to trust God in the wilderness bore lasting fruit. I read the Bible more attentively than ever before and learned to love God for who he is and not for what he could do for me. I knew that the Lord would never leave me and would always provide for my needs. People sometimes wander from faith, wondering if God even exists, but those whose faith is forged in the wilderness know that he is real. They have tasted and seen that the Lord is good. (Psalm 34:8)
In addition to grounding my faith and teaching me to trust, the wilderness became the basis for my ministry. As we have seen through the lives of Moses, John the Baptist, and even Jesus, entering the wilderness to suffer or be tempted often precedes thriving ministry. Suffering and affliction make us fruitful. DA Carson says, “One of the blessings given to suffering believers is the prospect of being more fruitful than they could have ever imagined.”
One of my struggles with the prosperity gospel is that it contradicts this deeply biblical principle. Proponents imply that affliction is a sign of unfaithfulness and disfavor, citing that Jesus healed everyone, so we just need to pray believing and we will be healed. They contend that God wants us to be rich and prosperous, which are the blessings of faithfulness. But as we see in the Bible, the people with the strongest faith spent years in the wilderness. Even those who were ultimately prosperous, like Joseph, Job and David, all learned faithfulness through their affliction and despair. It was their clinging to God in desperation that produced the richest fruit.
The affliction of the saints produces overflowing fruit that nourishes everyone around them. While they may be unaware of their impact on others, their inspiring example encourages others to press on. Joni Eareckson Tada has been one of those saints for me as watching her life has changed me. God uses saints like Joni in extraordinary ways because his life flows through them. Their character has been molded by their trials and they are loving, patient and faithful, demonstrating the fruit of the Spirit in every season.
God may have already brought you out of your wilderness into a place of abundance and fruitfulness. If that’s the case, you understand what I’m talking about. But if you are in the desert now, don’t give up. Keep leaning into God. Don’t assume that because you haven’t seen fruit yet, that you won’t see it. God is working and is using your loneliness and suffering in ways that you cannot see but will one day understand fully.
So, as you wait for God to bring fruit from your desert, remember that he is able. As Isaiah 41:17-18 says, “When the poor and needy seek water, and there is none, and their tongue is parched with thirst, I the Lord will answer them; I the God of Israel will not forsake them. I will open rivers on the bare heights, and fountains in the midst of the valleys. I will make the wilderness a pool of water, and the dry land springs of water.”
Trust him as you wait. He will give make your wilderness an oasis that will one day produce exquisite fruit.
Dark Times
Since my last post on my cataract surgeries, I developed inflammation in both eyes requiring eye drops and postponing getting my new glasses. I’m an avid reader and I couldn’t read for very long without eye strain and headaches. I wasn’t able to drive due to blurry distance vision and wonky depth perception. Frustration and fear that my vision was not going to improve, held me in its grip. I felt like I was going through dark times. Then my sweet Jesus brought this passage of scripture to my mind:
Jesus stood on a hill overlooking the city of Jerusalem and spoke these words,
“Jerusalem, Jerusalem, you who kill the prophets and stone those sent to you, how often I have longed to gather your children together, as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings, and you were not willing.” Luke 13:34 NIV
Sweet Knowledge
Two things have struck me about this verse. First, Jesus longs to take care of us and protect us. Wow! What an awesome idea! Second, when chicks are under the hen’s wing they are in the dark! They are
also cramped and crowded. Kind of the way I was feeling. Maybe the dark is not a place to fear, but the place of protection. Maybe when I’m feeling constricted and cramped in life, I’m in Jesus’ arms.
Even if I forget that Jesus loves me and is in control, He never forgets that I am His. No one can take me from His arms. If He is your Savior, no one can snatch you from His arms either! If you are too overwhelmed to hold onto Him, He will carry you. So the next time we are in a dark place in our lives, may we remember that we are safe under Jesus’ “wings!”
© Kathy Forsyth. Published 9/15/2016 on her website, https://upbeatliving.net/
How long will my suffering last?

Back in 1983, my friend, Gracie Rosenberger, was a freshman at Belmont University. Gifted in music and vocal talents, she chose a double major in both vocal performance and piano in their School of Music. The rigorous schedule was exhausting, and only nine weeks into the school year, Gracie fell asleep at the wheel resulting in a completely life altering car accident. Ultimately, the collision left her with multiple health issues, as well as, the amputation of both her legs, but Gracie clung to Jesus. Her relationship with Christ gave her grace and strength not only to endure, but also to have a passion for life.
Recently, Gracie and her husband Peter returned to Belmont University—their Alma Mater (Peter was also a music major). They noticed the special parking place, originally installed for Gracie after her accident, had been slightly modified. Peter texted me a photo of the spot and said, “They’ve since added the word “visitor,” which I think is appropriate. As believers, no matter what the disability, we’re all just visitors to suffering… it’s not permanent. And THAT is cause for praise and thanksgiving.” Isn’t that such a good reminder? It’s just what 2 Corinthians 4:17 says, “For our present troubles are small and won’t last very long. Yet they produce for us a glory that vastly outweighs them and will last forever!” No matter what pain you are going through, you are just a visitor to suffering. That pain is infinitesimal compared to the glory your patient response will receive in heaven. So, hang in there…your perseverance is worth it!
©Joni Eareckson Tada, 2017. Used with permission from the Joni and Friends International Disability Center.
Is it possible to stay calm in our storms?
I recently read this…
Their ships were tossed to the heavens and plunged again to the depths; the sailors cringed in terror. They reeled and staggered like drunkards and were at their wits’ end. “LORD, help!” they cried in their trouble, and He saved them from their distress. He calmed the storm to a whisper and stilled the waves. What a blessing was that stillness as He brought them safely into harbor! Psalm 107:26-30 (NLT)
Which led me to read this…
And a great windstorm arose, and the waves beat into the boat, so that it was already filling. But He was in the stern, asleep on a pillow. And they awoke Him and said to Him, “Teacher, do You not care that we are perishing?” Then He arose and rebuked the wind, and said to the sea, “Peace, be still!” And the wind ceased and there was a great calm. Mark 4:37-39 (NKJV)
Which led me to this…
Late that night, the disciples were in their boat in the middle of the lake, and Jesus was alone on land. He saw that they were in serious trouble, rowing hard and struggling against the wind and waves. About three o’clock in the morning Jesus came toward them, walking on the water. He intended to go past them, but when they saw Him walking on the water, they cried out in terror, thinking He was a ghost. They were all terrified when they saw Him. But Jesus spoke to them at once. “Don’t be afraid,” He said. “Take courage! I am here!” Then He climbed into the boat, and the wind stopped. They were totally amazed, Mark 6:47-51 (NLT)
Which brought me to this…
How are we doing in our little boat of life—as we sail upon the sea of culture’s changing tide, upon the strong winds of adversity that batter against our sides, upon the coming and going of people’s views and opinions that seek to redirect our course, upon the highs and lows of the world’s pressures and demands that put stress upon our sails, upon the churning waters of rebellion and discontentment that seek to overturn us, upon the undercurrents of opposition and persecution that want to push us back, upon the riptides of the devil’s schemes that want to keep us from advancing, and upon the choppy onslaughts of misunderstanding, misrepresentation and false accusation that want to sink us before arriving on the other shore?
Let’s pray for one another and encourage one another to stay in the boat…and always remember that it is not our boat…it belongs to our Captain. His hands are on the wheel, He has set the course, He has trimmed the sail and knows how to use the winds for good. His compass is true, His bearings are right. The boat won’t sink! He will never abandon His post, and He will safely bring us to the other shore.
Do you find yourself battling against a storm of emotions or opposition that is beating against your soul? Ask your Captain, Jesus, to speak to the storm…He still has the power to quiet the winds and bring calm the storm.
"Used with permission, Roy Lessin, meetmeinthemeadow.com" (This link is no longer active.)
See Roy Lessin's book, Meet Me in the Meadow.
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How should we react?
We’ve all been in a situation where we had absolutely no idea what to do, or how to extricate ourselves. Usually we find ourselves with a sudden hankering to take one or two steps back to where we were before the problem arose. That rising panic and desperate wish to be somewhere else are key parts of the fight or flight reflex.
If we’re fortunate, we’re rarely if ever placed in a situation where the fight or flight reflex requires literal fight or flight, but our brain is trained to stimulate that response when stressed and afraid. Just because there are no giant animals trying to eat us and just because we don’t have rival tribes threatening to steal our spot
by the river, so to speak. It doesn’t mean we don’t have problems.
So we may panic. We may fume and fuss. We may wish we were elsewhere and then, whether it’s an hour or a year later, we finally sit down and deal with matters. We may focus on the problem, and we sit within that problem, stewing over how to alter the circumstances so that we come out on top, or as close to on top as humanly possible. Every fiber of our being is devoted to sorting things out so that the problem goes away. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t work at all. Most of the time, it’s somewhere in-between.
Whatever the outcome, at the very least we’re left down a peg or two from where we started, whether it’s financially, emotionally, physically, or some horrible combination thereof. And we’re always absolutely, completely and thoroughly exhausted.
That’s because it’s hard work, sorting our lives out. And the worst thing is that difficult circumstances don’t just go away. They replace themselves on a regular basis, because it doesn’t matter how rich you are, how happy you are, how alienated and isolated you are from life and all its trials. Adversity is a beautiful part of life.
But it’s not our circumstances that define us, or even how we deal with each individual problem. No, what defines us as people, as the men and women that we want to be, is how we deal with adversity.
In any circumstance, the best possible route for us to follow is that which leads us towards a deeper and upgraded relationship with God in the Spirit. Everything that God does is relational. Everything.
Upon the Day Of Pentecost, people were faced with a situation that had no precedent for them: the coming of the Holy Spirit in its fullness upon the apostles. The people observing this phenomenon were baffled, and more than a little scared, but the questions they asked were perfectly tuned to get the most out of their experience: “What does this mean?” and “What shall we do?”
When we reach moments of adversity, our first response must be to step back into God and ask, “What does this mean?”
The issue we’re presented with is just that: an issue. But the significance of that issue, within the context of how it affects our fellowship in the Kingdom, is something that will remain long after the issue itself has been settled in the world.
Focusing on the trial we’re facing doesn’t change the nature of the trial itself, and very often it will bring in negativity and unhelpful emotions that aren’t in any way connected to the relationship in the Spirit that we should be pursuing.
The fact is, as Christians, we don’t live in the world. We live in the Kingdom, and dealing with problems that arise in the world without involving the Kingdom means that we are stepping back into a person and a history that we are no longer a part of. We’re dead to that person, and frankly, we should leave grave robbing to Indiana Jones.
It’s crucial to ask God how our relationship with Him must develop as a consequence of the trial that afflicts us at that moment. Faith works by love, and it works best and easiest in the context of relationship.
If we’ve asked God “what does this mean?”, we should already be excited. The answer is that God has plans for us and for our fellowship with Him. Excitement is precisely the opposite of the feeling that adversity normally engenders in people. This is excellent! It means we’re on the right track. As we think about how God will use this situation to bring about something wonderful in our relationship with Him, our first reaction is to rejoice and give thanks. We’re already thinking brilliantly.
The second question—“what should we do?”—is the only possible question we can ask next.
It’s literally asking, “what’s next, Lord?”
At this point, the Spirit has us looking straight through adversity with a happy heart and walking forward with a spring in our step. It’s so far away from the floundering we’re used to in the world that you’d be forgiven for thinking that you weren’t drowning at all. And, of course, you’re not. Not anymore.
Here’s what ‘s great about “What does this mean?” and “What should we do?”
Both of these questions are open questions. Closed questions require a single answer, usually a yes or a no. Open questions allow for the answer to go into some detail. They express a desire to know more, rather than to simply confirm information we already hold or a bias we already possess. By opening ourselves to the Spirit in this way, we allow God to empower us as to the outcome of our circumstances. Focusing upon the outcome at the beginning of a situation fixes out hearts on that outcome. It becomes real to us, more real that whatever problem has arisen in our lives.
When God’s outcome for us is more real than the adversity we face, we’ve already defeated it.
Remember, remember, remember: every problem that we face isn’t about the trial and it isn’t about the problem. It’s about the relationship that we have and the relationship that we want with God.
© Graham Cooke of Brilliant Perspectives. Used by permission.
Connected Carole's notes: Some of these thoughts are difficult for us who live in unending storms, but we have to remember the eternal perspective: this life is not all there is. And we don't have God's knowledge nor power, so trusting Him is the only answer.
Save me, O God,
For the waters have threatened my life.
2 I have sunk in deep mire, and there is no foothold;
I have come into deep waters, and a flood overflows me.
3 I am weary with my crying; my throat is parched;
My eyes fail while I wait for my God.
Psalms 69:1-3 (NASB77)
Haven’t we all cried out these thoughts to God at times?
6 May those who wait for Thee not be ashamed through me, O Lord GOD of hosts;
May those who seek Thee not be dishonored through me, O God of Israel,
Psalms 69:6 (NASB77)
We ask God not to let others be turned from Him because of our problems
Reproach has broken my heart, and I am so sick.
And I looked for sympathy, but there was none,
And for comforters, but I found none.
21 They also gave me gall for my food,
And for my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.
26 For they have persecuted him whom Thou Thyself hast smitten,
And they tell of the pain of those whom Thou hast wounded.
Psalms 69:20-26 (NASB77)
Unfortunately, this, too often, describes attitudes we receive from Christians/our churches. Thankfully, it is rarely this severe.
29 But I am afflicted and in pain;
May Thy salvation, O God, set me securely on high.
30 I will praise the name of God with song,
And shall magnify Him with thanksgiving.
31 And it will please the LORD better than an ox
Or a young bull with horns and hoofs.
32 The humble have seen it and are glad;
You who seek God, let your heart revive.
33 For the LORD hears the needy,
And does not despise His who are prisoners.
34 Let heaven and earth praise Him,
The seas and everything that moves in them.
Psalms 69:29-34 (NASB77)
The psalmist concludes we should end up praising God. He concludes that praise is better than merely following rules.
For Lasting Storms
It seems we do two major resets per year: January 1st and the week after Labor Day. But let’s be real here. We need to reset more than twice per year. It is so easy to get off-track and off-kilter in life. When the power goes out, and the clocks are blinking, we need a reset.
Things can kick our feet out from under us. We can get sucked in, pulled this way, shoved that way. At times we get dragged in, kicking and screaming. Sometimes we dive in headlong, willingly. We miscalculate. We set it and forget it. But, regardless of how we get here, we can hit burnout; we can hit depression; we can hit a season of prodigal living; and we can be laying in a rut deeper than we can dig ourselves out of.
I have just passed the nineteenth anniversary of the beginning of my chronic illnesses, as year after year, more chronic illnesses have been added to the initial one. There are days when I can barely get out of bed, much less leave the house. Travel is not in my vocabulary. Common tasks like moving, thinking, eating, and communicating all become difficult or impossible. For a moment, I celebrated this nineteenth anniversary. I was excited to think how far God had brought me, because when things first began, I honestly thought I was going to die. But then my mind shifted—my focus shifted—and I watched what everyone else around me was doing: gearing up for vacations, packing up picnic baskets, dusting off suitcases, and stocking up on suntan lotion. And my heart hurt. The celebration came to a halt as reality crowded its way into my mind.
If I go out in public, people think I must be better. They have no idea of the battle that ensued to put me in their presence. And unless there is divine intervention, I will never be better; I will actually grow worse. My mind slips into thinking how unfair this is. Another anniversary of my high school and college graduations has come and gone, and I am not where I imagined I would be at this point in life. Life rolls on without me. The party continues without me. The friends go on their shopping and luncheon dates without me. The family reunions happen without me. The weddings, baby showers, and even funerals don’t require a seat for me. In my humanness, it is quite discouraging. My heart breaks. My heart cries out—not questioning God, but in frustration. “God, if I was just healthy, I could do a, b, and c. I could do this for You. I could go there for You. I could reach them, touch them, help them in Your name. I could do that God. I could.”
But I can’t. Not in that way. Not yet. There has to be another way. There has to be something else for me right now. What is it? What is it, God?
As my heart breaks, so do the sobs. But then I think about the words “Set your mind on things above, not on things on the earth” (Colossians 3:2 NKJV). There is an eternal purpose. There is an eternal plan unfolding in my life right now. Everything is filtered through His hand. Everything can be viewed as a good and perfect gift. Everything is a good and perfect gift. I just need a reset: To reset my mind on things above. To reset my heart in the direction from whence comes my help. To reset my focus to still serve God no matter what I can or cannot do. To reset my course to serve God in this current state. I will do things in a new and different way, or I will do something new and different altogether. I will reset my purpose from temporal to eternal. I will reset my goal—not to be chasing after the things other people are chasing after, nor even chasing after the things I want to or think I should be chasing after, but to instead be chasing after the things God wants for me. This is my goal. This is my purpose. Your will be done, not mine.
I will reset my gaze from what I see now to what is beyond the now. He is good, and He does what is good. I will reset my heart to bow to His will. And I will reset the words running around in my mind and spilling off my tongue to be words of gratitude, praise, and worship. Yes, I am going to reset my mind on things above and not on things of this earth. And in another nineteen years, I am going to be celebrating again. But I am also going to be doing it all along the way until I arrive there.
Resets can be difficult, but the payoff is worth it. Refreshment will come. Peace will come. Joy, hope, and a powerful witness will come. The new day will bring new mercies. The new eyes will bring new hope. The new direction will leave a new legacy.
The new year, the new season, can start on any day of the calendar year. Reset your mind on Christ.
Text and photography ©Francee Strain, June 2019. Visit Francee's website for more thoughts.
Can we diminish the storms' results?
Storms can be brutal. Storms are real. Some storms are fierce. Too often, storms can be unrelenting.
Jesus gives us instructions about how to face storms, so that we can still be standing at the end.
In Matthew 7:24-27 (NIV), Jesus talks about obeying His words.
"Therefore everyone who hears these words of mine and puts them into practice is like a wise man who built his house on the rock. The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house; yet it did not fall, because it had its foundation on the rock. But everyone who hears these words of mine and does not put them into practice is like a foolish man who built his house on sand. The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house, and it fell with a great crash."

Building our houses on a rock allows us to live and thrive in the storms, but constructing our houses on sand can leave us crushed and destroyed.
The rock represents people who listen to what Jesus says and act upon what they hear, while the sand describes people who ignore what He says.
We can see that God doesn’t just want us to hear his Word. He wants us to DO His Word. God wants us to hear, accept, and then bear fruit that will change our walk.
Jesus wants us to take action so that we gain security, strength, and wisdom from God’s Word. Doing this helps us survive and even thrive in our storms. Therefore, let us strive to do what we know God wants us to do.
Each storm is distinctive: no other person knows and understands our specific storms. God knows; He loves us and sustains us throughout our lives whatever storms or peaceful times we experience. His word assures us of this. The house on the rock--God’s words--stands!
So, which do we choose?

Deceptively beautiful, deadly sand
OR

Strength and Stability of the Rock
Adapted from a sermon by Leroy Strain, Associate Pastor, Airway Heights Baptist Church. Used by permission. © Carole Griffitts
Sometimes, it just doesn’t quit. You know what I’m talking about. The stuff. It just keeps coming at you faster than you can swallow, or even blink. There you are, and there it is. And that, and that, and that too. Overwhelmed. Swamped. Buried. Defeated. Hopeless. Despairing.
The trials compound. The stack of bills mounts. The calendar is crammed to capacity. The seams are about to burst. And you are about to unravel.
The crises become commonplace. The hours fly and crawl at the same time. The supporters grow tired of supporting. And there you are, left all alone with a mess in your hands. And in front of you. And on all sides. Pressing in. Weighing down.
When is this going to stop? Why is this happening to me? What did I do to deserve all of this? I am so ready to be done. I am past ready.
And then, guess what? It rains some more. The straw that broke the camel’s back is joined by more straws. You stare bewildered. You stare blankly. You are staring it in the face.
But then—if your heart belongs to Jesus–a still small voice will come. It will remind you of the words. “Fear not, for I am with you; Be not dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you, Yes, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. Be still, and know that I am God. I will never leave you nor forsake you.”* What precious words. And these words are truth, spoken straight to your heart from the source of all truth: God Himself, the One who holds the world in His hands, and the One who holds you in His hands.
A few blinks will clear away the haze, and the clarity will dawn. God Himself, the Maker of the universe, is right there beside you. He holds your hand, and He holds your heart. Strength will begin to infuse you. Joy will begin to rise up. Hope will be restored. And you can have a plan. He can be your plan.
The piles will still pile on. The stuff will still keep coming. The pain will still be real. But you will be different. With God on your side, the hopeless heart will become hope-filled.
“Now may the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, that you may abound in hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.” (Romans 15:13, NKJV)
*From Isaiah 41:10, Psalm 46:10, and Hebrews 13:5 NKJV
© Francee Strain, February 14, 2019
Photo © by Francee Strain
Holiday Thoughts
For Valentine's Day
"For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son,
that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.”
John 3:16 (NIV)
God so loved His creation that He wrote the greatest love story ever conceived. John 3:16 is the theme, introduction, body, and ending of this true love story. In self-denying love, God allowed Jesus to come and tell humanity about the Father’s love. The love of God in this passage is agape love. Our Lord is simply making available to everyone the possibility of supernatural love.
The feeling God has for you and me is active, unselfish, strong, and eternally enduring. When anyone is so in love that they give away everything they own to help another person, that’s real, undiluted love. That’s just what God was and is doing in Christ. Because Christ Jesus came, people through Him experience unlimited care and concern. God was so concerned that He gave His only Son: in the sacrifice of Jesus is seen the deep, true, abiding love of God.
The comforting strength of God’s love permeates every part of life. He reaches us in our hardest hurts, most excruciating emotional lows, and highest joys. I’ve seen Him touch suffering people in unending storms of pain. God knows pain because He gave His Son Jesus to absorb all hurt resulting from all the sin done by humanity.
February is the month when people send Valentines to each other – cards telling of love and appreciation. Cards, candy and flowers are meant to express good feelings for special people. Everyone enjoys receiving thoughtful, true expressions of acceptance and friendship.
God has sent a love message to everyone. The message is that He wants you to become more than a casual friend or pleasant acquaintance. The Heavenly Father invites everyone to believe that He sent Jesus to save people from sin. God has given in Jesus the spoken, living message of life and love that is available to all. This outpouring of love from God to you is the greatest Valentine ever available.
Thank you, Father.
© Joe Griffitts, 2016
"I caught her gaze and she looked at me. She mustered a smile, but her eyes betrayed her. To others, she looked happy. But I knew better. ,,,"
Read more for the rest of Rachel's story and what Easter means to her.
Check out her website: Live Well, Worry, Less.
Ever wonder what Easter's all about. This devotion tells the story in a nutshell. Plus, she shares why she's ok with not being healed.
Read her take here.
Dress. Check. Shoes. Check. Basket. Check. Candy. Check. It is all there, and I am ready to shop for dinner rolls. Easter preparations are well underway. Why do I do these things? It’s Easter! It’s tradition. I like candy. And bread. But what about my heart? Have I prepared it for Easter? Why would I?
Why do we take the time to prepare our hearts for Easter? Think of the gravity of the situation. Think of the weight of our sins. Think of that weight being placed upon the sinless shoulders of Jesus Christ. Think of the things Jesus gave up for us. He left His throne room to hang on a cross. He set aside His crown as King of all the universe to wear a crown of thorns. He set aside His vestments as Lord of all Lords to be stripped and beaten, mocked and humiliated, tortured and killed. As He labored for His very breath, He labored for our very souls. He gave up the company of His Father so He could die alone, covered in our sins that the Father could not look upon. Yes, Jesus gave up much so that we could have much. He gave up His very life so we could have life. And not just any life. Life abundant and life eternal.
I have come that they may have life, and that they may have it more abundantly. (John 10:10b NKJV)
For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life. (John 3:16 NKJV)
© Francee Strain, No Ordinary Invitation: Called to Live a Life of Eternal Purpose, (Bloomington, IN: WestBow Press, 2017), 65-66. Visit Francee's website for more thoughts.

Happy Thanksgiving! Or is it? What is the attitude of our hearts? Are we exhibiting gratitude or grumblitude? What exudes from our beings? Sweetness or sourness? Compliment or complaint?
Sometimes, we lose perspective on what is important, and we come down with a case of the grumbles. I hear it in the voices around me. I hear it coming out of my own mouth. “I wish my house….” “I wish I had a….” “I wish I could____, but no, I am stuck with_____.”
So, how can we quell the flow of such unthankful thoughts coming from our hearts, minds, and mouths? We change our perspectives and take in new things so that we in turn can pour them out.
God reigns in the kingdom of men. It is He who holds our very breaths. What a magnificent thought.
What can I see, touch, hear, feel, taste, and do? Perhaps some of my limbs and senses do not function, but I still have some amount.
Have I eaten? Slept under a roof, even if it belonged to a shelter? Worn clothes? Experienced warmth? Had joy at some point in my life? Yes. Yes, I have.
So, the fact that my car is fifteen years old, dented (that pole in the parking garage should not have been in my way), and buried under years of country dust because I cannot lift the hose and brush to clean it should still be a cause for gratitude.
The fact that my couch is seventeen years old, worn, sagging, has shot springs, and has a piece of wood frame jutting out should not be a source of grumbling.
The fact that I am living in a manufactured home, which needs repairs and landscaping, rather than living in my dream Victorian mansion with park-like gardens should not faze the attitude of my heart.
The fact that I play a piano I bought out of the want ads rather than play a concert grand from the music store (which would have cost more than I paid for my home, by the way) humbles my heart because God miraculously gifted me with a beautiful instrument and the gift of music.
In all of these places, I have been blessed. In all of these places, God has come near. In all of these places, I have wept with others, rejoiced with others, and listened to their hearts, as they have done for me.
God has drawn near in other places, as well, with possessions I have only held temporarily. A value menu sandwich filled the tummy of a homeless man instead of mine while we sat together on the curb in sub-freezing December temperatures. But there, while I sat next to him with my tummy grumbling, I was filled with gratitude. His tummy was now full and grateful. I heard his heart. I looked into his eyes. And I knew what mattered that day–not my sandwich, not my needs, not my collection of money to be spent on little things for myself that day or set aside for bigger things someday down the road–it was our hearts that mattered. What mattered was eternal, and God gave us both a perspective to see as He sees. This man heard of the love that Jesus has for him, that had searched him out even in this lowest of places. It was a holy moment as God drew near. He wept with me and this man. And He rejoiced with me and this man. And He heard both of our hearts. For this moment, I will ever be grateful.
Yes, for all these things, and much more, I will express gratitude rather than grumblitude. I am humbled by the grace of God that has searched me out even in my lowest of places.
So, whether you join me in my well-used car, on my well-used couch, in my well-used home, on a freezing concrete curb, or just through the words on this page, I pray you will hear how much God loves you and that His grace is searching for you.
Welcome to grace and gratitude.
But I have trusted in Your mercy;
My heart shall rejoice in Your salvation.
I will sing to the Lord,
Because He has dealt bountifully with me.
(Psalm 13:5-6 NKJV)
©Text and photo by Francee Strain, November 28, 2019. Reposted November 20, 2020.
‘Tis the season—the season for rain. But it is also the season for thanksgiving. Rain can be destructive, but it can also bring beauty. Rain can wipe away our chalk drawings, but it can also grow our roses.
Take a second look at your rainy season and find a reason to give thanks.
Thankful Thoughts (book excerpt)
We have most likely learned that although it may not be raining now, one day it will be. Even though we may be living in relative ease right now, we know to anticipate the “rain” of struggles. Part of being human is facing the difficult times that will be forthcoming someday. On the other hand, we may already be living in the “someday” and be in the midst of those struggles right now. Our lives may be in states of chaos, with one crisis after another, and we can barely think straight. How can we rest amid our suffering? How can we praise God anyway? One place to find answers is to look at the life of Job.
There was a way that Job was able to find peace and rest. He said, “In whose hand is the soul of every living thing, and the breath of all mankind. … With him is wisdom and strength, he hath counsel and understanding” (Job 12:10, 13). Job’s burdens were lightened because he placed his trust in God’s character. When we meditate on who God is in relation to who we are, our thoughts will become peaceful as we recognize His sovereignty and omnipotence. When we read these verses and see that He has understanding, it can bring relief to our minds to know that at least He has things figured out even if we do not. God is wise and strong, and He has been around so much longer than we have. He knows how things work–He made them! If He created the earth and He created us, then He definitely knows what to do with our lives. Our minds can be calmed by understanding that He holds our lives in His hands and gives us every breath. So when the rains of life come, we can rest safely in His shelter, knowing He is going to bring growth from this downpour.
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Psalm 135:1-7 (NKJV)
1 Praise the Lord! Praise the name of the Lord; Praise Him, O you servants of the Lord!
2 You who stand in the house of the Lord, In the courts of the house of our God,
3 Praise the Lord, for the Lord is good; Sing praises to His name, for it is pleasant.
4 For the Lord has chosen Jacob for Himself, Israel for His special treasure.
5 For I know that the Lord is great, And our Lord is above all gods.
6 Whatever the Lord pleases He does, In heaven and in earth, In the seas and in all deep places.
7 He causes the vapors to ascend from the ends of the earth; He makes lightning for the rain; He brings the wind out of His treasuries.
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Francee Strain, No Ordinary Invitation: Called to Live a Life of Eternal Purpose, (Bloomington, IN: WestBow Press, 2017), 193. Visit Francee's website for more thoughts.
Photo Credit: Francee Strain
For Christmas
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Your wife shall be like a fruitful vine in the very heart of your house, your children like olive plants all around your table.
Psalm 128:3
Recommended Reading: Deuteronomy 6:4-9
"Yule" was an Old English word for Christmas Day, possibly derived from a Viking word, jól, referring to a 12-day festival. Somewhere, the tradition of cutting a large, hard log to burn in the family fireplace during Christmas -- a Yule log -- became a tradition. And while fewer houses today are built with wood-burning fireplaces, the notion of the family hearth at Christmas is a well-established one. Families gravitate to the warmth and light of the fireplace at Christmas as a place to bind hearts together.
The Bible, of course, doesn't speak of fireplaces or Yule logs, but it does speak of family. Just as the fireplace in the center of the house is a gathering place for families, so should godliness, the Word of God, and the love of Christ be the center of every family -- and especially at Christmas. While a Yule log is temporary and generated by man, the Spirit of God provides permanent warmth and light wherever He is welcomed.
Around a fireplace or in some other way, gather your family and loved ones together this Christmas to bask in the glow of Christmas love that only Christ can give.
©David Jeremiah, Today’s Turning Point with David Jeremiah, Weekend, December 6 & 7, 2014

Deference to might and power was a psychological tactic of war employed by ancient military commanders.
Roman generals purposely took their time assembling their armies as they came into the view of the city they sought to overthrow. They even gave cooks and laborers helmets and spears, so their army would appear to have more fighting men. They did so to impress the enemy with their mighty army.
The Bible often speaks of great and mighty armies as hosts.
Luke 2:13-14 (NIV)
“Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying, ‘Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace to men on whom his favor rests.’"
A whole heavenly army accompanied one angelic messenger. This great multitude of angels came to cheer and praise the glory of God. What kind of battle is this? What kind of ruler has a whole army to use just for cheering? And sends into battle not a heavenly host, but a baby?
Luke 2:10-11 (NIV)
“But the angel said to them, "Do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is Christ the Lord.”
The Angels are cheering this baby, Jesus. They know this baby will grow up to win the war against Satan, the Prince of the world. Since God in Christ Jesus survived and conquered in the enemy's territory, then God is indeed all-powerful. And He can deliver me if I believe and obey him.
God has a Heavenly Army that surrounded the birth of our Savior, Jesus, and protected Him throughout His life, even in the enemy’s own realm. God speaks of Jesus in this Psalm:
Psalm 91:11-12 (NIV)
“For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways; they will lift you up in their hands, so that you will not strike your foot against a stone.”
God offers you and me the protection of the heavenly host.
Hebrews 1:14 (NIV)
“Are not all angels ministering spirits sent to serve those who will inherit salvation.”
At Christmas, there is great comfort in knowing
What Child Is This?
Born in a stable
Thrown into battle
But surrounded by the Spirit and Army of God.
© Joe Griffitts, 2018.

