>LOST (& FOUND!) (& FOUND AGAIN!)

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Joel Osteen stretched me in his first book, the way he prays for the seemingly insignificant things. Since reading that, I’ve never felt silly about doing the same. I know 2 people who have lost something. Perhaps insignificant to us, but certainly significant to them. 
My man, Raul, lost his iPhone today. It has really bummed him out, and I feel bad for him.

 








And my friend, Oana lost her bible. She’s had this her entire Christian life. It had memories, photographs, and her love notes to God. I feel bad for her too.














Let’s pray that if these items are in the hands of another, that he or she would have Good Samaritan hands and return them to their faithful, rightful owners.
LATER ON THIS DAY: Our home phone rang. It was a young guy named Alex. He found Raul’s iPhone at the movie theater and went thru Raul’s contacts til he found a # for our home. When Raul went to the theater to get his iPhone, he met Alex & offered him a cash reward…twice. Alex refused both times. Alex actually knew Raul because his family members attend our church & Alex had heard them mention his name before. Alex is only 17; Alex doesn’t go to church. But Alex is who God elected to answer our prayers for this. And now, we pray God answers ours by using this to show Himself to Alex.
THE NEXT DAY: I received a call from Jen Jaquith. She had read my blog and was aware of this missing bible. Well, get this!!! Today, she was in Room 126 at the church & she saw a bible. When she opened it, she discovered it was Oana’s!!!
I had NO idea this post would end the way it did. I’d like to close it with 2 things.
1. To God: “Thank you!”
2. To You: “PRAY about EVERYTHING–Christ died for your life & He cares about the littlest details of it!”

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>ABC-THANKS

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Alrighty, I know you’re feelin’ it, shout if you’re with me! 
If we can PRAISE God with ABCs, we can THANK God with ABCs, amen?!C’mon, man, let’s go for it. 
And BIG props to anyone who comes up with thanks for the letters Q, X, and Z!!

I’ll get this party started….
God, we thank you for:


A – I’m thankful for AMERICA

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>UPDATE: We’ll Call Her Hope.

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A few posts ago, I told you about a girl I didn’t know and the hell she is going through. I’d like to continue with her story, we’ll call her “Hope.” 
Since meeting her last week, God has not let me forget her. 
But she is so unapproachable, & I’m so unqualified, so I’m really depending on Him. After a few days of waiting on God, He guided my next step for Hope. I felt Him say, “Do something a mom would do, but has never done, because Hope has no mom.” So I got her a gift with no agenda. A gift for the occasion of Just-Because. I found a pretty box and put a new pair of delicate crystal earrings in them. I also felt God nudge me to notaccompany this gift with words. So I put a gold bow on it, but no card. I dropped it off to her place of employment, but asked her employer to give it to her. 
And that was that.
Yesterday, I saw her. She came up to me with her head looking down and said, “Thank you.”
And that was that.
But as I was leaving, I noticed the earrings in her ears….and that’s a start.
Please pray for Hope. 
She hasn’t met me….she’s getting to know Jesus through me. 
And that’s just the beginning.

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>God Makes Us Cheddar…

>As I was listening to this weekend’s message, I thought of something:
God makes us cheddar; we become swiss.

I was made in the solid image of God: destined to be whole; wired to be filled.
When God came into my life, all the substance I would ever need was put in.
When He filled my heart, He filled every part of my life.
There was never meant to be any holes…

But along the way, holes got added to what was meant to be solid.
Sometimes, I get discouraged that my life has made me hole-y.
Thankfully, I am loved by a God who fights for me to be whole.
When we ask God to fill the spaces, God gloriously descends an extra dose of Hissubstance into our existance.
Isn’t it sweet that in the instant of a prayer, He will fill the holes life’s left behind…

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>Blue Man Heather?

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he he he…I had a facial done for my jacked up face and when the aesthetician walked out, I whipped out my cell-phone, took this picture of myself, checked emails & listened to my phone messages.
With treatments like facials or massages where I guess you’re suppose to shut-up, relax and receive, I prefer to shake my left foot, converse and receive.  
For me (and maybe you) to truly surrender to relaxation is actually too UNrelaxing. If masseuses and aestheticians required that I lie still, close my eyes & close my mouth, it wouldn’t be fair. ‘Cause as they’d work to relax me, I’d work myself into a wrecking ball of tension & nerves.
At least I always give masseuses & aestheticians a courtesy-warning—that I’ll need to talk and/or move to truly have a relaxing session. But what makes me laugh is: if I’m allowed to relax in a way that’s most meaningful to me, then what have I done to the person providing the service? I wonder if providing a service to relax memeans the one who provided it now needs something to relax them???

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>Will U Do This With Me?

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God is so good, isn’t He? In my quiet time, I journal praise to Him. One way I do this is by thinking of words of praise for every letter in the alphabet.
I thought it’d be cool if we did this together? Whatta say? 
Great! Ok, I’ll get us started…
GOD, YOU ARE:
A – almighty
B – beautiful
C – our Creator
D –

OK, now just click on “comments,” add the next letter and add your word for God that goes with it….let’s see if we can make it all the way to Z!

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>Life, ER, & What They Don’t Have in Common

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Yesterday, I drove by the ER and decided to stop in ’cause I had nothing else to do. OK, not really. I went to get some treatment for my lungsMany-a-time have I spent in the ER, every time I get an ID bracelet. No medical staff will do or administer anything without checking you against your ID bracelet. Though it offers a secure feeling, one can still feel a bit insecure‘Cause even if I adamantly & confidantly proclaim: “HEY, I’M HEATHER! I SWEAR! I KNOW WHO I AM! DON’T YOU BELIEVE ME?” 
They don’t. They can’t. They must check the ID bracelet.
But that’s just life in the ER; that is not life with God.
God always knows you. 
You will never have an insecure feeling in your heart that you are unknown in His mind.
I will never say to Him, “Hey, I’m Heather, I swear! Don’t you believe me?”
You will never need an ID bracelet with God. Long before He made the world, 
He made an ID bracelet of you in His heart. He extremely knows where you are, 
and more importantly…who!

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>Two Other’s Hell

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Today, for reasons I’ll only know in Heaven, God chose me to be in proximity to 2 people I don’t know. 
One of them was an orphaned immigrant. Too young to have to act so old. 
Her pain drilled down so deep, its the only expression she showed on her face. 
As she talked to me, I could hear her, but I could not reach her.

The other one appeared to know better, but is moving herself (and her 3 kids) in with her boyfriend anyway. “Why get married? I’ve already been screwed twice…” 
As she cussed about wantin’ to pray & “get back to mass,” I could tell her pain was drilled down deep too. I sensed that any “spiritual advice,” would’ve only came across as judgement, so I refrained.
But I’m frustrated.
Jesus heard cries, but He healed as He did.

I heard cries, but I just stood there.
You know, if one of them would’ve fallen down, I would’ve physically picked them up.But what do you do with a spiritually fallen one? How do you reach down and lift thatup?
Will you please pray for me? I know I will cross paths with them again. 
I know I can’t save them, but something in me wants to help them.

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>Nimrod

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I’m reading Genesis. Today, when I saw the word “nimrod” in chapter 10, I was intrigued. 
I knew nimrod as an old slang word for fool, but Genesis 10Wikipedia and thedictionary confirmed something I didn’t know: Nimrod was the grandson of Noah, a mighty fighter; a king of a great city; and did all of this before the Lord.AND, stay with me….Nimrod gets the trophy for being the FIRST in the bible to be written about such things! Man, all those years our parents busted out w/ the “nimrod” rip, and 20 years later, I discover it isn’t a rip at all, it’s a compliment. Seriously, here’s what I discovered:
Sure, Nimrod’s story BEGINS the legacy of mighty-leadership before the Lord; but we have the potential to be the FINAL legacy of it!
How are you being a Nimrod?

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>Even When We’re Big…

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The ironic thing is when DJ was really small, he wanted to fit into smaller spaces!
He’d climb into cabinets, crock-pots, dog-cages, even a roasting pan.
As we grow up, life gets bigger with schedules, responsibility, burdens & opportunity.
But no matter how big life gets, we’ll never get bigger than God.
We are ALWAYS small enough to be in the space of Him.
Look, we didn’t put DJ in these small & secure spaces, he just wanted to be in them.
Perhaps that’s a childlike-instinct we never outgrow?


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