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Monday, July 31, 2017


August is my birthday month. I am excited to have 4 guest bloggers this month. 
Aug 7 - Connie Wolford
Aug 14 - Lauren Crew
Aug 21 - Heather Bock
Aug 28 - David Brannock
I want to thank them for making my birthday month special. 
Here is my yearly birthday post.
How do you celebrate your birthday? 
 I love parties with friends and family.  I admit, I love the gifts too.   
My birthday was my day.  A special day set aside just for me.  
Something changed on my 45th birthday.   
We lived in NH.  My husband was out of work, money was tight.  My husband was sad because he could not get me a birthday present.  We rarely exchange gifts anyway.  I had a long talk with God about this whole gift giving idea.  

A person should never feel pressured to give a gift.(Tweet This)

I continued my conversation with my Abba as I drove to the grocery store.  
While in line, I noticed the woman in front of me as she fumbled through her purse. She did not have enough money and looked embarrassed.  
I've been in that same situation. I usually put items back.
"Here, take this."  
I handed a ten dollar bill to the young man at the cash register, knowing I could not afford to.
"No! I can just put the ice cream back." the woman said without making eye contact.
"Not the ice cream,  it's my birthday today, the best present I could get is to buy Ice Cream for someone else."  The words came out before I could stop them.
"Happy Birthday!"  The young man at the register and the woman said in unison.
"Thank you!  Now, you would not want to deny me this present on my birthday would you?"
I loved the confused looks on both of their faces as the woman walked away, with her groceries, including the ice cream.
I purchased my groceries and headed home. 
Joy filled my heart and I thanked God for the wonderful Birthday gift.
I shared the story with my husband and son.
"From now on I am going to give on my birthday.  The gift I get in return is far more precious than anything money can buy!"
I rarely tell anyone that I do this.  I am not trying to promote myself or get an atta girl.
But, how can I keep such a wonderful blessing from you?
I want to challenge you to give on your birthday. 

'remember the words of the Lord Jesus, how he himself said, ‘It is more blessed to give than to receive.’” Acts 20:35 (ESV)

Don't tell anyone that you are doing it.  See how God blesses you for it.

I know many of you already give to the poor and needy.  God sees that.  
Will you go one step further? 
Will you join me and give on a day people least expect you to? I would love to hear about it. All the Glory goes to God!

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Monday, July 24, 2017


I was too tired to go to an event so I told my friend I had a phone meeting.  I was expecting a call but I did not know when. I stretched the truth, a little white lie. No one was hurt.

I've told the proverbial "little white lie" in the past to keep from hurting someone's feelings. It's not a habit. Everyone does it, right?

Dictionary.com gives this definition for Little White Lie
a minor, polite, or harmless lie; fib.

So, I'm being polite by telling a harmless fib to spare my friend's feelings, right?

 A lie is a lie, no matter the reason you tell it. (Click to Tweet)
Just yesterday I stretched the truth. Conviction set in. I knew deep down that I was lying to my friend and to myself. 

I pray you will still read my posts knowing that I've lied, I'm a sinner. I'm ashamed of myself. I've quoted Proverbs 12:22 and Proverbs 6:16-17  to my son 

Lying lips are an abomination to the Lord, but those who act faithfully are his delight. 

There are six things that the Lord hates, seven that are an abomination to him:
haughty eyes, a lying tongue

I repented of my sin. Yes, the little white lie was a sin. A sin against God and my friend.

I praise God for showing me His love, grace, and mercy.
From now on, I will strive to speak the truth and not stretch it. 

Have you told a little white lie?

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Tuesday, July 11, 2017


I bet you can’t sing!”  Cried a voice from the back of the room.  
 “No, she is too ugly to sing,”   another boy said. 
 In the sixth grade, I was shunned and made fun of for being poor. I did not wear the latest fashion. In fact, I wore the same three outfits.
 One afternoon I was heckled into trying out for the part of Nancy in our school play.  
 “She is chicken!" I heard Sue say. 
Janice had just finished her beautiful rendition of Where is Love.   Everyone knew Janice had the best voice in the class.   I truly wanted to be accepted. 
Head down, I walked to the piano and waited for the music to begin.  The class snickered.  “She is a fool”, “she can’t sing,”   “She is ugly!” 
 I wanted to cry.  I remained strong. The piano played,  I  sang.    
I saw shock and awe on the faces of my classmates.
Janice looked mad, the music teacher looked pleased, the boys looked down at their shoes as I got the part of Nancy in our class play, Oliver Twist.   
 Opening night I could see my parents in the audience, the lights were bright and I was in heaven.   
I loved having the spotlight on me.  I sang the song flawlessly and received many accolades and hugs from parents and friends. Janice and Sue, the most popular girls in the class, acknowledged my existence with a "Great job, Cherrilynn.   
I was not the brunt of any more jokes.  

Only a few weeks after the curtain closed, my classmates forgot about the play and me.
I was crushed, they only liked me because I could do something special. 
The funny thing is,  I can't sing like that anymore.   

Have you felt betrayed or forgotten? 
Did the spotlight fade?
Our Heavenly Father is thinking about you right now. He is your steady rock; unmovable and unshakable.  Bask in His light.  
The LORD is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? The LORD is the stronghold of my life; of whom shall I be afraid? Psalm 27:1 ESV

When life is overwhelming,
when people disappoint us,
when the worldly spotlight fades and we don't feel like singing,
God is there to uphold us, to shine His light of love on us.

The LORD your God is in your midst,
a mighty one who will save;
he will rejoice over you with gladness;
he will quiet you by his love;
he will exult over you with loud singing. Zephaniah 3:17

Imagine God singing over us.  He wants to be the source of our joy; the reason for living.  His spotlight is on His children and He likes what He sees.
Has a spotlight faded in your life?
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Tuesday, July 4, 2017


God cares about the details.
I learned this the hard way when my mouth would not stop bleeding. I had a skin graft taken from the roof of my mouth and placed at the base of a tooth to prevent the loss of that tooth. The initial surgery was not painful, just uncomfortable. The surgeon told me it would heal quickly.
At the time of surgery, I was a new believer, I was just learning how to pray, I did not pray for my mouth to heal.
 I thought it was too small and insignificant to God. He had bigger problems to solve, like world hunger.
It was time for my check up. My report of increased pain, discomfort and bleeding worried the surgeon.
“I don't know why you are not healing, are you doing everything I asked you to do?”
A still small voice inside my head said, Pray and ask Me to heal you.
 I left the dental office with an appointment to return in five days, I heard the voice again. “Pray and ask Me to heal you.
It couldn't be God, He had bigger concerns.
I headed to church for the prayer meeting. I never missed it. I love to intercede on the behalf of others. As I sat in pain, blood at the corner of my mouth, I hesitated to ask for prayer, but the words echoed in my head.
Ask Me to heal you.
After we prayed for our country, missionaries, and lost souls, I spoke. “My mouth has not healed from surgery, it's been more than two weeks, and the surgeon is concerned. It is such a small thing. I don't even want to ask for prayer, but it's getting worse.”
I fixed my eyes on the floor in front of me.
“Cherrilynn,” my pastor said, “Your Heavenly Father is concerned about your mouth. He wants you to come to Him with everything. Now go ahead, pray for yourself.”
As I prayed for healing, the discomfort went away, and the bleeding subsided.
I returned to the surgeon.
“Your mouth looks so much better, What did you do?”
Now I try to pray for every detail of my life.
I know God cares, He said so.

 The LORD directs the steps of the godly.
He delights in every detail of their lives. Psalm 37:23 (NLT)

How has God been in the details of your life?
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