LOST= “unable to find one’s way; not knowing one’s whereabouts.”


Ever felt like you were, “unable to find your way.”  I have, more times than I care to remember.  Today at Walmart with my boys, I had another “lost” moment.

I have a weird sense of remembering things with numbers and peoples’ faces, but ask to me remember where I parked, forget it.  So today I had a cart full so full that my 2 year old had to walk with my 6 year old, which I should have known was NOT a good plan.  He did what most 2 year old boys do play hard to get in a parking lot.  A kind lady helped me round him up like you round up cattle.  This was done while my 6 year old stood guarding the cart.  Thankfully, I got smart and found an empty cart, placed my 2 year old in it and put my 6 year old to work pushing his little brother across the parking lot.

So can you guess what happened next?  You guessed it, I forgot where I parked.  For ½ hour my two children followed me around the parking lot at Walmart like a ducklings following their mother across a pound!  We prayed, complained, ran into people we knew from church, and finally called daddy, 5 minutes before we found the car.

Talk about anxiety!  My heart was pounding I was in panic mode, not to mention I was hot and sweaty.  In addition, my 6 year old was complaining about pushing his brother.

Later, when we were in the car, and air conditioning and sanity came around, I got to thinking about how in life, we are all lost at some point in time.  We are all trying to find that thing, that illusive thing that promises to make us happy, less anxious, and more content.  How many hours of our lives do we waste (have I wasted) trying to find something that I can’t even identify, much less put into words.  Worse yet, many of us have found that thing that we thought would bring us extreme happiness, only to be disappointed that it was not all that we hoped for and/or did not last.

This is an age old problem, remember the women at the well 2,000+ years ago who hoped a man would be her “golden ticket”.  Jesus taught her a lesson that she would never forget, it’s not in people, stuff, fame, money, ext.,  that you find happiness it’s in Me and only Me.  Jesus offered her living everlasting water.  Translation, living everlasting peace/ happiness does not come from anything this world can offer.  It comes from what God does offer.

So if you are lost, like me, or searching for that something that will fill that part of your insides that feels like an everlasting funnel, stuff comes in but quickly goes  out, try looking for something out of this world, try looking to Jesus and see if He can fill you with that everlasting water.




Identity=the fact of being who or what a person or thing is.

“he knows the identity of the bombers”

synonyms: nameID; More


This thought has occurred to me today, how important is our identity?   What defines our identity? It is our skin color, jobs, relationships, family name, or what society says?

Some things will not change, like our family of origin, our skin color, or where we were born.  However, there are things that do change like societal norms.

So where do we put our true “fact of being”?    The more I study the Bible the more I realize the importance of creating an identity for myself that goes deeper than just what people see, and one that does not change.  The only way I know to do this is to identify myself as a Christ follower, because in 2,000 + years Jesus has transcended every race, language, culture, and country, and He and His word have not changed no matter what direction society is going.  Jesus is always constant.  There is great comfort in that.

So what does it mean to identify with Christ?  Well according to the above definition it means “the fact of being what a person is…”  Translation, being or acting the way Jesus acted.  How does that work?  Spending time getting to know Jesus and His followers asking how He acted, responded to people and situations and the hard part, DOING what Jesus would do.

This is NOT an easy task, especially in todays’ busy distracted society.  However, it is important, especially in light of the fact that so many identities are being challenged.  Here is one thing that brings me great comfort in choosing to identity with Jesus, when my identity is challenged it is Jesus that is being challenged and He does not seem be bothered by challenges.   What does seem to bother Him is people who take advantage of the weak and those who are not fully committed to Him.

So as for me, I choose to identify with Jesus.   More to come as I learn how to do this.


This morning I was reading in the story of Isaac and Rebecca, where Isaac was visiting a king and he was afraid that the king would kill him and take his wife Rebecca so Isaac told the king that his Rebecca was his sister.  The interesting part about this story is only a few chapters back in Genesis, Isaac’s father Abraham did the exact same thing with his wife Sara, for the exact same reason.

The sins of the fathers pass down to future generations, is that not true with us?  I know for me there are many habits and yes sins, I do that are similar to my parents.  Sometimes that is a good thing and sometimes not so good.   Is it possible to weed out the bad things of our family of origin and keep the good?  I believe so, but it takes hard work, perseverance, and a community of people to help us.

There are two things that help me, one it understanding.  Knowledge comes with understanding.  The more I learn about my family generations past, the more I can understand what caused the behavior in my parents.  That knowledge helps me be able to, not accept sinful behavior, but empathize with my parents and keeps me aware of triggers that might cause poor choices in my own life.

The second thing I found to be helpful is, I tend to be what I think so if I dwell on the sinful things my parents did, I tend to repeat them even when I do not mean to.   However, when I focus on the positive things they did I tend to repeat those things as well.

I realize that many people did not have a great examples from their parents.  I have my share of hurts and wounds that I have to grieve and work through.  However, my parents taught me some good things like how to laugh, the importance of a relationship with Jesus, and the importance of a good education and to become everything that you were intended to be.

I challenge you and myself, to learn as much as you can about your family history generations back and see if there are any patters that need to be broken.  I also challenge you to find at least one thing that your parents did right and stay focused on that and repeat it in your own life.  After all life is too short to waste time on the negative and uniformed.



My thoughts for today, perseverance to keep going.  How hard is that?  I explain to my students that they need to keep going and never quit, but do I model that in my own life?

I am learning how to persevere, through Weight Watchers and even through potty training. (Thank you son number 2).   It is NOT an easy lesson, but one that is important.   When we persevere, we win in the long run.

I heard a story from Dave Ramsey of Financial Peace University that I believe sums up perseverance beautifully.  It come from the Aesop’s Fable, The Tortoise and the Hare.  The story goes something like this, there was a very wealthy generous man that Mr. Ramsey met and questioned about his life, wealth, ect.  When Ramsey asked his secret to his success, the man told him of a special book. Naturally Ramsey thought he would bring out His Bible, but he did not, he brought out the Tortoise and the Hare and gave Ramsey a copy.  He asked Ramsey to go home and read it.   Respecting the man Ramsey read it over and over.  About the 3rd  time  or so it hit him, the TORTOISE wins.  The TORTOISE wins!!!  Slow but study wins the race.

So if you are like me and need a refresher about perseverance, remember this simple lesson, it does not matter how slow or how much time it takes, (remember the thief on the cross, it was before his last breath that he found salvation) just keep going, don’t quit and you, like the “Tortoise” , will win your race.


Finding Happyness in Life with Little Ones

while reading about Abraham and Isaac in the Bible.  The name Isaac means “laughter” His parents, who waited a long, long, time to have a child, named him Isaac, or laughter because he brought them great happiness.

Do all our children, bring us happiness every minute of every day? NO! Many times they being every emotion, from laughter to frustration all in one day!!  However, they teach us so much.  My boys have a sweet way to look at the world.  It is so simple.   They instinctively know how to have FUN.  Even if it is turning a toy barn yard into a rocket ship.

When did I stop having fun?  How can I have fun in the mist of life, bills, cleaning, potty training, etc.?  Maybe taking some time like Abraham and Sara did to be grateful for the gift that children give, yes gift, the gift of seeing life though their eyes and being stretched to love and live like they do, trusting and eager to learn.

Just my thoughts from this morning.  I pray that I, and any readers learn to laugh and find a grateful heart, because no matter what our circumstances, we call have at least one thing to be grateful to God for.  And the only way I know how to combat evil is through love, and where there is happiness and joy, there is love.