God’s Provision in Promise Land

Joshua 5Buried in Joshua 5 is a verse I have never noticed before, but it is so profound that I have been processing it for over a week.
“And the manna ceased the day after they ate of the produce of the land. And there was no longer manna for the people of Israel, but they ate of the fruit of the land of Canaan that year.”
For forty years the people had been eating manna. Every morning they gathered manna, every day they ate what they gathered, and they did that over and over and over again. Let’s be honest, I get tired of the same thing for lunch in a week, I can’t imagine the same thing for breakfast, lunch, and dinner for forty years. Yet, the people survived on God’s provision and they knew Him as Provider.
Then generations died, Joshua becomes the new leader, each of the people have crossed the river on dry land, the alter of stones has been crafted, and now it is time to take the Promise Land, the Land of Milk and Honey, would be theirs. It’s time for the Passover Feast and God’s people eat from the land – produce that must have been so sweet, juicy, tasty, and simply tantalizing to the senses. It’s been a good Passover feast, a good celebration.
A new day dawns and routine suggests gathering the days provisions. Yet, when the people wake up and step outside the view is different… where is the manna? God has provided a new means of sustenance which is found in the produce from the land. Can’t you see this in your mind’s eye? I found myself astonished at what they must see, which makes me think the people were perplexed and amazed at what they didn’t see. Think about it, did God guide their eyes from looking for the manna to seeing the produce of the land? Did He help them see what was around them and His new means of provision?

Here is what hit me… do I realize when I am living in God’s fodder, or basic fulfillment of our needs, or in God’s plenty? Do I realize the difference in the moments when God is sustaining my every basic need and when He gives in great abundance? My first thought is YES! However, in reality, the answer is, no. Living in His abundance, which for the Israelite’s would have been the produce, is easy because I don’t have to look for what I need. In the abundance, I have more than enough. Here, I have what I need, and I don’t always see that God is the one providing. But living in the fodder, relying on the manna, and the moment-by-moment supply, is what makes me look for and depend on God in ways that aren’t necessary in the plenty. Living on the fodder is difficult, it’s constant reliance of the Lord, it’s waiting, listening, and obeying for the next breath.
My first thought was, Lord let me see You in the plenty and praise You as You supply all I want. I desired to live in the abundance but if I’m honest with you, that is where I take my eyes off the Lord and where I depend on myself. After a week of processing, praying, and placating I have come to see that I want to live in the place where His provision looks like the fodder, like the manna. That place is where my eyes must stay focused on the Lord. That place is where my every moment, breath, step, and action must be given by the Lord because I am solely dependent on Him.
The good news is that our Good Good Father gives good good gifts to His children. Which I understand as my Heavenly Father, my Daddy, giving me times of fodder and times of plenty. He gives what I need, when I need it. He does that for all His children! That is His provision, supplying our needs in the Promised Land. He knows if we need abundance or complete dependence and His provides for our needs while we are with Him. He is our Promise Land, the Israelites had all the needed in the land He gave them even though the Lord changed how He met their need.
So, the question comes, are you living in the land of produce and plenty or in the land of fodder and dependence? Find the sweet moments in both, find a way a rest in the Lord, and relish in the season He has given. I would challenge you to read through Joshua, allow the Lord to teach you, so that as you read, you are on a journey with His people.

Antsy and Anxious

Today was one of those of days… One of those days when we waited for answers, waited to see doctors, and waited to know what tomorrow would hold.
This morning I started with a long walk by the water. You know, the Florida girl in me needs to hear the waves, smell the salt, and watch the palm trees sway. This morning I laced up my shoes, put in my ear buds, and began walking across the causeway trail. The music flowing was from an old playlist but was exactly what I needed. Songs about trusting the Lord, declaring it is well with my soul, and reminding myself that the wind and waves know His name. I’m sure people around me thought I was crazy as I worshiped and walked.
While I walked I noticed two types of birds. One was little and antsy, it couldn’t stop moving while on the rocks or even in the water. Then there were the seagulls… they would glide over the water and then settle in and rock back and forth with the waves. So, much of my heart has been like the antsy little anxious bird – not able to stop, not able to rest, not able to settle. While I watched the seagulls, the Lord reminded me that I was created to be like them, to settle in and the ride waves that He knows are coming. These are the waves that know His name, the waves that went from violently crashing to calm glassy seas when Jesus spoke from the boat with the disciples. The Lord wants to speak that into my heart, He wants me to ride the waves, to be settled, and trust the Creator of it all.
I was expecting a miracle of complete healing as of a few days ago, I was ready to proclaim to those around me that mom was healed again. Yet, this morning as I walked the Lord settled in my heart that she was far from healed. As tears fell, I knew the news wouldn’t be good. However, I also knew with deep resolve that God would use what was coming for His glory.
As the doctor walked in today, he hung his head, he apologized, and he proceeded to tell us the news. The good news, the cancer spots on mom’s bones are gone. The bad news, the other spots continue to lite up and new spots have joined this cancer party. The cancer is in mom’s lungs, some lymph nodes, and uterus. The wait continues until we see the specialist tomorrow.
The choice is mine – be the anxious antsy little bird that never settles and never stops or be like the seagulls and rest and trust in the one who Created the waves. God knew what was coming today and He is not surprised. He allows each and everything that is happening with mom’s cancer. I can choose to trust Him or fight against life circumstances. The antsy bird made me tired, just watching, but the seagull brought great peace.
As each of us fight, wait, and walk through this life we can chose. May each of us chose to trust the Creator, the Great I Am, the One who speaks and creation listens. May we hear His calming voice and rest in His peace.

 

Remembering to Remember

“In the future, when your children ask their fathers, ‘What is the meaning of these stones?’ you should tell your children…
Joshua had just stacked twelve stones, one for each of the tribes of Israel, they were making a marker, an altar, a place of remembrance for all the Lord had done. God instructed the Israelite’s to tell the next generations of the Lord’s faithfulness and might.

Too often, we forget to remember in the fast pace world we live in. Maybe we throw a cute pic on insta and then move on or send a text but we aren’t very good at remembering to remember like God called the Israelite’s to do.

Over the past few years I have been learning the art of remembering. On big anniversaries I try to find a way to share the story of what God has done and then to celebrate!

This year and this anniversary have been a little more difficult… A year ago my family was celebrating that mom’s PET scan came back clear – no cancer! God had shown Himself as Healer. We were elated, in awe, and speechless. God has performed the miracle we had prayed for. He had done what I didn’t have the faith to believe that He would. So, today should be a day of celebration, right?

Well, a year later, mom got a port put in today and begins chemo on Monday… the cancer is back. That’s not a lot to celebrate. BUT it is! According to every doctor we saw mom shouldn’t be alive. She shouldn’t be helping me shop via FaceTime or cheering at a softball game or sharing the gospel through Grief Share or laughing at my silly jokes. She should be dead…

God showed Himself as Healer a year ago and today He showed Himself as the Price of Peace and Wonderful Counselor. Mom came through surgery really well and was laughing moments after waking up. I didn’t cry today and have been at peace in a way only He can make a reality.

But here is the thing, my college girls have heard me talk about remembering and needing to celebrate even if I didn’t want to. Today I didn’t really want to yet, three of them picked me up from work and took me to my favorite spot in town They gave me fourteen hand written notes from various students and they loved on me in a way that deeply reminds me of God’s faithfulness.

We even stacked macarons to remember! We didn’t have stones but La Brioche had amazing and beautiful macarons for us to stack. With each macaron I tried to think of things that were marks of this year and things to celebrate:

  1. God never left us.
  2. I know the Lord more deeply because of this last year.
  3. I have great community.
  4. The Lord has healed.
  5. He has given us more time with mom.
  6. We have laughed and smiled all year.
  7. We have shared the gospel!
  8. I have the privilege of walking life and speaking truth into the lives of college students.
  9. God has given me chosen family to walk with me.
  10. I have learned to see Him more and more in the everyday.
  11. In the moments of pain and isolation God meets me right where I am.
  12. God has a plan and purpose even when I can’t see it (I still don’t see it).

“I have learned to kiss the wave that throws me against the Rock of Ages.”

Those are in no particular order but that is a list of twelve things I can remember, twelve things I can pass down to the next generation. We have to remember to remember and then we must pass along what God has taught us. That is how we pass down faith, letting others into our lives as we struggle and celebrate.

cancer – Parties and Anniversaries

IMG_8926A year ago yesterday mom decided to fight the cancer that was eating her body. A year ago the EMTs arrived in her hospital room with a stretcher and waited for her to make a decision. Mom was tired and didn’t want talk much less move as the morning began. The radiation team was waiting two blocks away to begin the mapping process to kill Tawanda (the tumor near the top of mom’s right leg). I was a mess inside but doing my best to stay strong on the outside and didn’t know what to do when mom refused to respond. My aunt leaned in and asked if she wanted to fight or just let it be and moms eyes sprang open and she said with fierce determination “I want to fight!”
Everything changed that day… she fought and has continued to fight each step of the way! God has been our source of hope, strength, and fight!
That was a day – a day where God’s mercies were new in the morning and we saw new hope in mom eyes! Please, please, hear our hearts – if this was the anniversary of mom physical death God would still would have been our hope, strength, and fight. Mom is not more loved, more prayed for, or more holy resulting in an earthly healing. But mom is about God’s business and about extended His love and grace to everyone she meets. She has not taken this year for granted. May we not take one day or one relationship for granted either. May each of us be about His business!!!
And as a girl who love a party, confetti, and good cake… it’s time to celebrate!

cancer – Why the Ovarian Cycle???

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[Anniversaries are coming so brain is thinking…]

I’m not the kid who normally jumps into research initiatives or tries to raise money for various issues. However, the Ovarian Cycle event is something I saw last year and so wanted to participate in because it would give me something tangible to do to fight Ovarian cancer – mom’s cancer. Last year in September we were preparing for mom to die and I didn’t want any other family to go through what we had. At that time all my days away from work were being used to take care of mom not ride a spin bike for research purposes.

A year later and mom is still here, still loving people, still walking them through their grief, still perplexing the doctors, and still proclaiming the love of God. Also, she still has ovarian cancer… other families (and maybe one day mine again) will walk the road from diagnosis to treatment. Could my 45 mins on a spin bike make that much of a difference? Maybe and maybe not. But I do know that whatever money is raised goes to research, research helps develop treatment, research may even bring cure to this monster.

So, normally I would never ask for help with raising money for something other than a mission trip or a gospel related issue but today I am. Today I am asking for some of you, those who can, to give so other families may be spared our experience.

We know that God has had His hand in every step of our last year. He knew about the cancer before we did. He went before each of us as we functioned and stayed about His business. He was present for every PET scan, every result, every doctors appointment, every chemo treatment, every ambulance ride, and every home visit from a nurse, and so so so much more. God has such a plan and I know that my riding and having something tangible to do in response to this past year He will use as well.

If you would like to give click on this link!

caner – Anniversaries

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Do you remember dates, events, moments? I do and sometimes I think it is a blessing but other times I wish I couldn’t remember certain moments. Birthdays, big decisions, and moments of celebration I love to remember but others just bring tears to my eyes.

In college ministry, Fall is the time that makes or breaks your ministry. It’s the time you only leave campus to shower and nap for the first few weeks. I have wonderful memories of fall kick-offs from the past. I get giddy with the anticipation of freshmen, school supplies, and all the newness that comes with this time of year.

However, this year… I have a feeling in the pit of my stomach, like I’m waiting on the other shoe to drop. The last few Falls have brought a lot to process, especially last year with mom’s cancer. The reality of life is that mom is doing great and has an amazing quality of life! Yet, as one who remembers too much, half the time I want to cry, other times I want to go build some kind of alter to praise the Lord for His amazing supply, other moments I want to run home to be with family, and even other times I just want to pull the covers over my head and forget the real world exists. The emotion of walking through all the anniversaries of this next few months is almost overwhelming.

However, my God is faithful, He is extravagant in His love, grace, faithfulness, and more. I will keep doing ministry, keep preparing for students to arrive, keep praying for my student leaders and the freshmen who are coming. Even when the memories, anniversaries, and emotions become overwhelming I will turn to Lord and allow Him to be my strength and hope.

Maybe I feel too much and too deeply yet that is how He made me! I just keep saying and praying Romans 15:13 and remember my joy, peace, and hope come from Heavenly Daddy, who loves me so!

Five Things I learned from a Forty-Day Fast

veggiesFasting… one of the spiritual disciplines we don’t always practice or teach about. Some might consider it the lost discipline.

If we are honest, I’m not good at fasting on a regular basis – I need to be but I’m not. Recently I dove into my second Daniel Fast. Years ago, I saw the Lord do amazing things in my life through setting apart thirty days to eat fruits, vegetables, whole grains, and water ONLY. It was sweet time with the Lord but honestly it was rather isolating for my life style as a college minister.

Recently, I embarked on this journey for second time. My purpose was to gain control of some areas in my life that felt like they were on the tilt-a-whirl. After ten months of trips home, waiting for diagnoses, dealing with and talking about cancer my world was upside down.  From eating habits, to time at the gym, to taking time to rest, and my daily time with the Lord…. I didn’t know which end was up.

So, forty days of fruits, vegetables, whole grains, and water. I made a few adjustments this time – which was not easy for a person who loves rules – I allowed myself fish and shrimp occasionally and two cups black coffee a day. Just breaking “the rules” was hard on my heart but I knew it was needed in order to not make a big deal of the fast with all the was on my calendar. Some moments I think I could write a whole book on what God taught me but for now here are five things that have captivated my heart.

  1. The condition of my heart is more important than adhering to a self-imposed rule – God looks at my heart. (Y’all, everything in me tightens in knots against this still… I’m learning and God is so gracious in that pursuit.)
  2. When I can’t see a promise coming to fruition I can still trust the Promise Maker. He is a Good Father who gives good gifts to His children, yet His timing is perfect, not mine.
  3. God changes me, my outlook, priorities, and heart, by time with Him.
  4. God speaks, oh so clearly, and I can chose to listen to Him, obey His commands, mourn over my sin, turn to Him, or to simply ignore His voice and do my own thing. It is MY choice…
  5. God has purpose in the waiting.

The result of those forty days is a schedule that is prioritized, loving (again) time with my journal and the Word of God, and a settled spirit in the waiting. I needed time to be still, listen, and be directed (time and time again throughout the day) to the Lord.

How are you with fasting? Is there something you have found that is helpful, maybe a tip you would pass on to the rest of us? If you struggle with fasting maybe you could give it a try! I promise it’s worth every minute!