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A Gentle Reminder…

Every time God does something unexpected, I find myself amazed. I don’t know why. It is not that I don’t believe with God anything is possible. I guess I just forget at times and then He does something visible and tangible that I could never orchestrate and it reminds me of how blessed I am and how great He is and how much He cares about every little detail of our lives.

I posted about the Thanksgiving dinner event for We Will Go Ministries in a previous blog post. I had intended to follow up after the dinner and maybe even post some pictures, but I have to share the journey. I believe it is important, if for no one else but me.

We have been promised over six hundred dollars from various awesome people, as well as having been promised some: desserts, water, plastic ware, and other things by our wonderful school family. God is bringing it all together little by little.

So, I was out and about and decided to go ahead and pick up the plates and cups and a few other items that we needed. When I got to the register, I separated my purchases to keep everything accounted for with the donations, and the store manager began to tally up the merchandise. She said, “I am going with you. It looks like you are going to have a party!” Please know they know me by sight at this store and I’ve had many great conversations with the manager and some of the other employees. I smiled at her and began to explain what the plates and cups were for and she pulled off a blank piece of register tape and handed me a pen and asked me to write down a phone number and a name that she could contact to come and help serve on Thanksgiving Day. I gave her my information and told her to call me. She gave me a discount on the plates and cups. (smile).

After loading all my packages in the car, I headed back to my apartment. I saw the mail carrier’s truck parked at the boxes, so I stopped to get my mail. I have been expecting a package and had tracked it, so I was hoping it had arrived. I got out of my truck and began to talk with her and asked her if she had a package for me. She said she did have one and I collected my other mail and she began to talk about the holidays and I told her that I was doing something different this Thanksgiving. I explained where I worked and found out that she had been thinking about checking us out to send her son to our school. So, we talked about God and school and things for a while and I found out her son had attended another school that seemed to be moving away from Christian values and she was concerned about it and had pulled him and placed him in the public school system.

So, we talked a little more about that and I told her to come and see us on preview day in January. I told her about the fact that we’ve had over twenty students in the past month accept Christ into their lives and hearts. I explained that nothing was more important to us than making disciples for Christ. We both teared up and she asked me about Thanksgiving Day. I told her what we were trying to do and she said, “I have been trying to find someone that needed help serving on Thanksgiving because I wanted to take my son and let him see what life is really about and how blessed he is.” I gave her my name and phone number and told her that we would be happy to have her come and help serve. After a few more moments of conversation, I wished her a good weekend and waved goodbye.

I don’t believe in coincidences. I believe God allowed me to be in the right place at the right time to connect with people who wanted to help, who have a heart to serve, and who are to be a part of my life in some way. I will tell you that when I first went into the store, the manager was in the back putting out stock. They had just received a truck and the aisles were full of merchandise. The only reason she came to the front of the store was because they had to have a price override on an item the person in front of me wanted to purchase and the cashier could not get the machine to work. So, after the price override, the manager just continued with me to help the line move more quickly.

Not a coincidence.

Maybe it seems small to you, but to me it is a lesson that God will place people where He needs them to be. If they are hungry and want to serve, He will give them opportunities to do so. He will orchestrate meetings and circumstances that allow His will to be done and His work to go forward.

How much more should we trust Him to orchestrate what we consider the “big” things in our lives? If He cares that someone wants to help a homeless person, but doesn’t know how to get in contact with an organization and He sends me to give them an opportunity to do so, then how much more does He care about those things most precious to us? Those who are homeless are precious to Him and in His eyes this is a big thing.

I say this because I’ve had a week of stressful situations. My physical body has reacted to the stress. My emotions have reacted. I have prayed. I have taken deep breaths and moved forward. I have walked one step at a time without being able to see very far in front of me. It has been a bit rough.

Perhaps today was only for me. Perhaps it is my journey and not relevant to you at all. Well, that is okay because today God reminded me that He’s got this. Today, He demonstrated to me just how much He is concerned with things that matter to us and that He is in the midst of all the details.

I cannot wait to see what He does next and I know that Thanksgiving Day is going to be awesome in so many ways that I haven’t even begun to imagine. If you are in the area and you would like to be a part by helping to serve food or transport food, or by just being there, please know that you are welcome. If not, then please take a moment to say a prayer for all of us and those we will serve on Thursday…

And remember, He has plans for you… (Jeremiah 29:11)…trust Him and let Him show you. I am going to do my best to take my own advice.

Until next time,




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Being Thankful and Helping Others…

I’ve never done this before.  Yeah, sure.  I have donated clothing and household items and even furniture, but I have always sort of stopped there. Maybe I helped with canned food drives, but didn’t fully understand what I was doing.  Perhaps, I purchased a piece of artwork or a cross, but I never saw behind the scenes at what those dollars supported.  I didn’t know the stories of the people whose lives depended on my purchase.

I have lived at a comfortable distance from those that I have contributed to in the past.  I helped when it was convenient for me.  I gave things that I no longer wanted or needed.  I wrapped gifts and fulfilled some child’s wish list and maybe even a few adult’s lists, but I have never had something burden my heart like what is currently happening.

When I lived in Austin, Texas, I was warned that homeless people line the streets and that you have to be very careful who you give to because a news reporter had just exposed many who stood beside the streets with signs all day and then drove themselves to their mansions in the hill country at night. I don’t think I have ever seen so many homeless people up close and personal as I did the year and a half I lived in that area.

I have seen students that came to school from homes with no running water and barely any food.  I have helped to pack book bags with snacks to help them make it through the weekends.  I know of students that would try not to use the restroom until they made it back to school due to the deplorable condition their home facilities were in-and the fact they had no running water.

Yes, all of this is right here..in America.

I cannot hardly watch the commercials for feeding starving children.  I cannot watch those about abandoned and abused pets.  I have adopted a rescue dog before and loved him until he passed on from this life.

Please know I say all this to relate to you because I am sure you have done some of the same things. However, what I am asking myself and you today is:  Did it inconvenience you?  Did you lose any sleep, change any plans, or sacrifice a meal, clothing, or any other activity because you helped someone?

You see, up until recently, I hadn’t sacrificed.  I hadn’t felt it where it hurt.  I hadn’t taken the last bit of cash for lunch out of my purse to hand to someone I knew had to have it to live (and when I say this, please know I mean someone other than family members or relatives whom I have helped or been helped by in the past-I mean people with whom I had very little invested other than a casual acquaintance or who had been newly introduced to me). I hadn’t felt the war within myself about whether or not I should purchase a Christmas tree or use that money to help someone who had no shoes or clothes.  I hadn’t thought about the money I spend on clothes, eating out, or general entertainment and how much food I waste on a daily basis.

I read Jen Hatmaker’s book entitled “Seven”.  It actually has the number ‘7’ as the title if you are trying to look it up on Amazon. I read it several years ago and I just picked it up again…and put it down halfway through it.  You see, she lives in Austin, Texas now and she sees all those homeless people and they are ‘her people’. She has walked out of a winter church service barefoot leaving her cowboy boots and socks behind because there were people who needed them.

I am not there yet.  Just yesterday and again today, I struggled and held Austen, Doyle, and Shakespeare close and fought with myself about why I might need the hard copies as well as the Kindle versions. I had friends who helped me to re-organize my spare bedroom only to find I didn’t donate everything as I so ceremoniously proclaimed when I walked into the room.  The exercise bike I haven’t ridden in two years is still there.  The Trek (expensive) bike with two flat tires that I haven’t ridden in I don’t know how long is still there.

My sewing, crafting, floral arranging, every kind of label and photo paper you could imagine, Kindles, laptops, and printers…they are all still there.  I was so proud of the four bags of clothing that I weeded from my closet after reading a couple of chapters in ‘Seven’. However, I look at my closet and it is still full. The shoes and boots actually jump out all over the floor because they are in total chaos and are not sure where they belong. (smile)

What is my point?

I am way more materialistic than I realized. I am hard-headed and stubborn and I don’t sacrifice at all even when I think I do. It is not costing me anything, really.  I haven’t left my comfort zone….

But, I am afraid God is going to ask me to do so and I am not sure what my response will be at this point.

I feel that He has talked to me about doing something specific on Thanksgiving Day and that is what this post was supposed to begin with, but somehow it got all tangled up and I seem to be having diarrhea of the mouth (or fingers in this case) spilling out my random chaotic thoughts showing my struggle with living a modest life that reflects Jesus and not me.

I am not there.  I keep saying that because it is true.

I just think God is using this one thing to help me make a step in the right direction.  Sigh.  So here it is:

I need six hundred dollars to feed two hundred people on Thanksgiving Day.  The details are here:


I have never instigated anything quite like this before today.  I have the approval of my administration at work and some of the funds that are already showing are from those supporters.  This is legitimate.  Every penny will go to this ministry.  I am not affiliated with them.  They just touched my heart in a very real, deep, meaningful way and then God stepped in and told me to work on this.

I cannot do it by myself. I do have a budget and I am a single person.  I am praying and keeping my fingers crossed.  I will take care of any fees associated with the site that deducts from the donations.  Every dollar given will go for food for these homeless families.

You can read about the food being prepared and what will happen if we go over our goal.

I will keep you posted on this journey.  I ask for your prayers and I ask you to think about this if you are reading this blog. Would you spare a cup of Starbucks for someone to have a hot meal on Thanksgiving Day?  Would you spare one trip through the drive-thru? That is really all it takes to feed one person.

If you cannot or don’t feel comfortable helping, I understand.  I ask for your prayers.  I ask you to check out their website and see how encompassing their ministry is and see if it is a fit for you.  You can donate directly to them, but it will not go toward this meal.  We are doing this independently from their normal donations.  This is our gift to them.

I hope this will be the beginning of some of the most wonderful Jesus experiences in my life.  I will keep you posted.

Thank you for letting me share my heart and my crazy, random thoughts.

Until next time,


Matthew 25:35-40

“For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, 36I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.’

37“Then the righteous will answer him, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? 38When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? 39When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?’

40“The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’”

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