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Show Jesus you want to be picked up by Him!

Every once in a while, social media gives you a win. Such was the case a few days ago when I was mindlessly scrolling and feeling sorry for myself.

I was just a week out from having back surgery: Basically a REDO of a failed spinal fusion in 2018 of my L4-L5 and L5-S1. Fusion had not taken place and I literally had loose screws causing pain.

Since then, my vertebrae at L3 decided to jump down and lay on top of L4 causing the utmost pain and suffering the last six months and requiring, in layman terms, a lumbar spinal fusion from L3-S1 with cages, rods, and screws, oh my! The surgery went well and everything looks great except for the horrific nerve pain I am having in my left leg. It has caused endless, sleepless nights and nothing has touched the pain, nor do they know specifically what has caused it.

So, here I had landed, wondering what was passing me by in the world when I came upon this post by a sweet friend about her six year old daughter, Haylee:

“On Sunday, Haylee wanted to be in the main sanctuary with me and said, ‘I wanna praise Jesus with you, Mom!’ Obviously I said, ‘Okay!’

And boy did she!!

I let my hands down because they were losing circulation and she grabbed my hand, shoved it back in the air and said, 

‘Mom, you need to show Jesus you want to be picked up by Him!’”

And in an instant, one sentence, one thought can change your whole perspective. And maybe even change your life.

Haylee’s mommy told me that her precious little one was recently baptized; her love for Jesus has grown with every passing day. Haylee has asked her why she raises her hands in the car, at home, at church or even outside just listening to worship music and Jessica replied that it is her way of sending Jesus hugs and receiving His hugs in return! 

“Haylee, when you want Mommy to pick you up, what do you do?”

Her little eyes dancing in wonder and awe, she slowly replies, “Ahhhh, so Jesus picks us up when we lift our hands?!” 

“Exactly!” 

“And now she can’t get enough of lifting her hands and worshiping our Savior. God continues to answer my tear-filled prayers and it brings tears of joy to my eyes to know how much He loves us!”

Wow. This is sermon material that I will not do justice to but I will keep it simple and it will encourage and bless all the same because one little girl, one innocent heart, just believes what she is told, loves what she believes and acts on it. Haylee goes on to say that when she has been scared she just says His name, “Jesus”, and the fear goes away, and in her words, “Mom, it works!”

Yes, Haylee, it works! I have prayed and prayed for relief from pain these last couple of weeks, actually months, make that years, but it rarely comes the way I want it to. Not that God hasn’t healed me before, you can read of at least one of my miracles here. Besides the burn, He completely healed me of migraines ten years ago, I have not had one since. When He does heal me, HE will receive the glory, the miracle will magnify HIM and others will be blessed, encouraged and maybe find their way to the throne!

Even though I still have pain, every time I would lift my hands, He would pick me up, reassure me He was with me, comfort me with the knowledge He had been in my shoes, with even worse pain and He would give me the strength I needed to overcome. 

His Word is His promise, His promises are true, His truth prevails time and time again! 

And maybe sometimes, just maybe, our joy in our pain, our confidence in our God, our trust that He is with us no matter what, the JOY we find in living for Him, regardless of pain and suffering, is a blessing and strength to someone else. You are always being watched, child of God, others are interested in the One you say takes all your fears away. They know you still have pain, but they also see you still praise God, you become stronger regardless of suffering and every day becomes a testimony of His goodness in so many ways.

We may not always receive the instant miracle we are seeking but when we lift our hands and ask Jesus to pick us up, with child-like faith, child sized trust, He will respond with God-sized strength!

When I first came to know Jesus, I heard our lifted hands were like a funnel, “Fill me up, God, fill me up!” I also heard it was a sign of surrender, giving everything to Him in recognition that He is all powerful and we are nothing without Him. 

All  of these are true; whatever you need for your current situation, He is that! If your predicament is physical pain, then hands in the air and call on Him, “Pick me up, Father! Here I am, Lord, hold me, strengthen me, help me.”

Many are fearful of the virus, many others are stressed about being away from those they love, then there is the intimidation and peer pressure both ways about what we should do or what we shouldn’t do this holiday season. Sometimes it is all just too much! So….hands up! Surrender those fears to Him, let Jesus carry that burden that is too big for you then let Him fill that funnel and give you the peace that passes understanding.

It doesn’t matter what your situation, God has the answer; sometimes it is just Him, sometimes that is all we need. He will show us His wisdom, His strength and impart comfort that only He can give.  He will reassure us He is with us in our pain, He has overcome and that same power that raised Jesus from the dead, lives in us! 

Raise those hands today, surrender and let God pick you up, strengthen, establish you and bless you beyond measure.

Jessica and her adorable family!

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“I just hate Christmas, don’t you?”

I just hate Christmas, don't you?She was in the ladies room. The Cracker Barrel ladies room. Dolly Parton’s I’ll Be Home With Bells On was blaring from the speakers overhead. Washing her hands and trying to get the dust off her coat, without looking up, she said,

“I just hate Christmas, don’t you?”

My heart just sunk. This 70-something attractive woman was hurting badly. Reaching out as best I could, I stood in a busy bathroom and listened to her story:

“My husband died in 1998, I lost a son five years ago and then in November I lost my best friend, my miniature dachshund, Dottie Sue.” This little companion was the love of her life and constant friend and traveling buddy.

She talked on and on about how hard Christmas is when you are alone, how you wish it would just go away and didn’t I feel the same? “How am I going to get through it?”

We kept getting interrupted and moved around and out of the way but I continued listening, consoling, encouraging and reminding her of the wonderful memories she had of those she loved. I was so touched by her pain that I had tears in my eyes as well.

My phone was ringing from my purse, I was meeting up with someone to transfer a precious package, I answered it once and we continued talking and then it rang again. This time, although my call was less than ten seconds, she squeezed my arm, said, “Thank you” and took off. I tried to follow her but the crowd coming in prevented me from grabbing her and by the time I reached the dining room I didn’t see a sign of my hurting friend, nor in the parking lot.

What did it all mean? Why would the Lord send someone to me that I couldn’t help? And what else could I have said, before she bolted, that would have made a difference in her hurting heart?

I felt such failure, defeat and disappointment that day. I have pondered it ever since and I guess if anything, it has taught me a great lesson.

Christmas brings memories for everyone but they are not always happy ones. So what can we do in gatherings of friends and family? What do we say when someone is sad, lonely, missing a loved one or even a pet that is no longer by their side?

We just listen.

Someone who will sit and listen to those who are hurting is a rare thing. Most of the time people are too busy or they just don’t know what to say and avoid the uncomfortable. But the one with the broken heart may just want to share about their loss or their feelings, just as my friend in the ladies room wanted to talk about Dottie Sue. She knew I couldn’t fix it, she knew I couldn’t bring back her tiny friend and she knew I couldn’t make her pain go away.

But maybe, just maybe, in some small way, she was a little cheered up because she was able to share about the one she loved and missed so much this Christmas season. Her eyes would light up when she would tell me of her best friend’s puppy-like antics, even though Dottie Sue was 17 years old. She was even smiling a little while recalling the good times she had with the dog, her son and her husband. (Remember, the furry friend had only passed away three weeks ago.)

If you do nothing else at your holiday gatherings, seek out the one who is in the corner, watching the festivities. Or the one who is biting their lip to keep the tears from flowing. Perhaps it is the one who you know has suffered much this past year but is trying hard to not show it and “spoil” the day for everyone else. Go give them a hug, a squeeze on the hand, an “I love you”, and maybe even sit down beside them and ask, “How are you doing?”

There may be tears, but you have allowed them to share and you have shown you care. And the tears are healing balm to a hurting soul! If they don’t want to talk about it, respect that too and don’t push. Some people will not want to become emotional in public and some are just private. But many will appreciate you not ignoring their pain at this normally happy time.

“The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.” Psalm 34:18.

You are the hands and feet of Jesus at Christmas, the most wonderful, and to some the most stressful, time of the year. He reminds us that He didn’t stay a baby but He gave His life on a tree for all of us, redeeming all who would take on His name. It is then our responsibility, our mission, to reach out, to love, to comfort, encourage. Remind them of the hope beyond this “veil of tears” and that one day Jesus will wipe ALL of those tears away and we will be reunited with those we miss so much.

So, what would Jesus do?

Jesus would listen. Jesus would love those that say they hate Christmas…and they really don’t hate it, they are just hurting. Don’t ignore their hurt and don’t ignore them just because you don’t feel you can say the right things. Just be there, just listen and just love like Jesus.


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So, I return things.

So, I return things. It’s #FiveMinuteFriday! I was drawn to the word prompt today and although I will probably not stay within the five minute writing guideline, I hope it still is a blessing to someone.

So, yeah, I return things. I do it for the typical reasons most people return an item purchased:

  • It didn’t fit
  • I didn’t like it
  • It was damaged
  • It was used (i.e., the toaster oven had crumbs!)
  • Or, insert reason here ______

I am an avid online shopper. With my back issues, I have had to resort to Amazon and Kroger Click-List! Kohl’s is, of course, a favorite because, according to their policy, you can return just about anything just about anytime (watch that Kohl’s cash though!)  and so is Macy’s because they do not charge to return by mail on most things. (Kohl’s you need to return in-store or pay for shipping.) You are most welcome for my insider shopping tips. (smile)

I do seem to favor stores that have free shipping and free returns, who wouldn’t? I do not abuse the policy, I do not wear an item on purpose and return it later just to have a new outfit. (Not ethical, people.) But, they offer the service, I didn’t care for the item , so yes, I will return it if possible; tags are attached and I have my receipt.

But lately, the news has been abuzz with stories of the colossal giant, Amazon, banning faithful customers because of their many returns! Of course there are always two sides to every story but according to the customers interviewed, it was unfair. Maybe it was, maybe it wasn’t. I have to admit I went to count the number of items I had returned in comparison to items kept. Whew! Wasn’t near as bad as I had thought. Hopefully, I am still in their good graces.

Many stores are following suit, or had started to crack down long ago and with The Retail Equation tracking a customers returns, policies could change drastically in the future.

Naturally, you would guess that my entire post is not just about the number of returns I generate. My posts are always about Jesus. (mic drop!) And how does He come into the picture on this one? Hint: it doesn’t have anything to do with praying before you step up to the return counter.

He accepts returns.

I cannot even begin to count the number of times I have returned my sorry self to Jesus. I am more than a mess, more than a disaster when I come crawling back, ashamed, confused, tired, weary and beyond exhausted. But He never turns me away, He never questions me or chides me for not having my receipt, i.e., dotting all the i’s and crossing all the t’s!

Deuteronomy 4:29 “But from there you will seek the Lord your God and you will find him, if you search after him with all your heart and with all your soul.”

He knows I have worn this same sin or regret many times and here I am at His feet returning…again. But He doesn’t push me away, He doesn’t tell me I have met my quota and He doesn’t ban me from coming back time and time again. He knows I will be back and yet He welcomes me, like the prodigal son, over and over again!

What do you need to return to Him today?

  • A broken heart?
  • A bad attitude?
  • A rapidly dissolving marriage?
  • Children who have strayed from Truth?
  • A job situation that is more than desperate?
  • Insert need here ______!
  • Worried about contracting the virus or financial stress since the quarantine started.
  • Worried that you haven’t seen your grandkids in two months!
  • Anxious to get back to church but maybe apprehensive about being in a crowd again?

Jesus knows them all! He hears your worries, your cares and your prayers and He is near to your broken and anxious heart.

Psalm 37:23-24 “The steps of a man are established by the Lord, when he delights in his way; though he fall, he shall not be cast headlong, for the Lord upholds his hand.”

2 Peter 3:9 “The Lord is not slow to fulfill His promise as some understand slowness, but is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance.”

Isaiah 30:18 “Therefore the LORD waits to be gracious to you, and therefore he exalts himself to show mercy to you. For the LORD is a God of justice; blessed are all those who wait for him.”

So, pack up your worries, troubles, anxieties and cares and return them to Jesus. Today. His arms are open and His mercies are new. Every morning.

For the kingdom