Monthly Archives: August 2011

Weekend Moment: Old Home Days


I had never heard of “Old Home Days” until I moved to New England.

It is a wonderful annual summer celebration of small town America: a time for residents to gather together and revel in the joys of community. People who have moved away try to make the trip home each year to see old friends and family. Neighbors visit under shady trees, local artisans display their wares on long tables covered in tablecloths, and the smell of grilled food wafts through the air.

This year, the band that my kids are in was asked to perform at two Old Home Days on a single Saturday, so we had the joy of attending both.

Patriotism runs high…

There are plenty of animals:

Historic buildings that date back to the 1700s…

Antique cars are proudly on display…

 The people-watching is wonderful…

I so enjoyed walking around and talking to the locals. Since I love jewelry, I was drawn to an elderly lady’s table that was decorated with brightly colored necklaces, bracelets, and bookmarks.

When I complimented her on her offerings, she smiled, leaned forward and said, “It’s all crap, you know. That’s why I have everything priced so low. I just enjoy putting the pretty colors together and getting to meet the folks!”

I immediately purchased a beaded bookmark, unable to contain my smile. You gotta love honesty like that! 🙂

At the end of the day, we  had listened to two fantastic concerts, met a lot of great people and made lovely memories of a day spent together in the summer sunshine. We were also  sunburned, tired, and full of junk food …but I would not change a thing.

I love small towns

2 Comments

Filed under Weekend Moments

Battle Plan


Having  just gone through a long season of pain and fear, I just wanted to offer a “battle plan” that enables a believer to endure trials from the place of victory and hope that Jesus’ death and resurrection permanently secured for us. This helped me and I pray it does the same for you…

1) The Word of the LORD is right and true; He is faithful in all He does. —(Ps. 33:4).

All means ALL.

All means the good and the bad. Jesus pulled no punches when He said, “In the world, you will have tribulation and trials and distress and frustration; but be of good cheer ( take courage; be confident, certain, undaunted!). For I have overcome the world. (I have deprived it of power to harm you and have conquered it for you).”—(John 16:33)

No doubt about it…this life can be rough. However, we must prioritize His Word over our circumstances.

His Word tells us over and over that He is a loving God and everything He says is true. His ways are not our ways, but they are always right. Regardless of what we can see, we can know with absolute certainty that He will prove faithful to us.

2) When we stumble and fall (which we will), it is not the end of the world, as evidenced in Micah 7:7-8: As for me, I watch in hope for the LORD; I wait for God my Savior; my God will hear me. Do not gloat over me, my enemy! Though I  have fallen, I will rise. though I sit in darkness, the LORD will be my Light.”

Notice that Micah did not say that he was hoping and waiting for his circumstances to change.

His focus was on his God, who is the Author of Hope.

Even so, he experienced setbacks, as we all do. The enemy loves it when we stumble and fall. He is a shameless opportunist and works hard to convince us that we will never change, that God is disappointed in us and can never use us.

However, we can join with Micah and refuse to stay down. Jesus knows that we are frail and our weaknesses and failures never catch Him off guard. We can thwart the enemy’s plan by accepting Jesus’ outstretched hand and choosing not only to stand up again, but to move forward out of the darkness that surrounds us and into His Light, bold and unafraid.

Don’t you dare stay down when you fall. You have a Savior who is ever-ready to lift you up. (Ps. 40:1-3)

3) You may say, “I don’t have the strength to get up again. I’m too tired and the battle has raged too long.”

Jesus would disagree. He tells us in His Word that we can do all things through Him because He gives us His strength. (Philippians 4:13). Once again, all means ALL.

Due to the fact that the Holy Spirit lives inside of us, we possess the same power that raised Jesus from the dead. There is nothing that comes our way that we cannot handle in the strength that Jesus offers us.

You are not at the mercy of your circumstances. They are to be firmly under your feet. Claim Philippians 4:13 and refuse to live in fear and weakness.

Your legacy is supernatural strength and victory.

4) Do not live in fear of lack.

Jesus promises to supply all your needs according to His glorious riches (Philippians 4:19). Notice that the text does not say that He will provide “out of” His riches, but “according to.”

If I have $100 and I give you $5.00, I only have $95 left.

Jesus is infinite and has infinite resources that can never be diminished in any way! He knows exactly what you need when you need it and He will always provide your needs.

My husband and I saw this time and time again in the months following his lay-off. We absolutely marveled at God’s abundant provision. As a result, we learned that everything we have truly comes from His hand. Knowing this leads to the peace that does pass all understanding.

(Quick note: much of what we classify as ‘needs’ are actually ‘wants.’ If you need it, He will always provide it. If you don’t have it, it was a ‘want’ and not a true need. Oh, this was a tough lesson for me to learn! After many tears, I finally submitted to the fact that He sees the big picture and I don’t. I came to accept it when He said no because I learned that I could absolutely trust His heart and that He could only give me good things ( Psalm 84:11). And you know what?  He is such a lavish Giver that He does give plenty of ‘wants’ too…as long as we seek Him above all else).

5) Regardless of your circumstances, claim the liberating and awesome truth of this Scripture: “… pray that you may be invigorated and strengthened with all power according to the might of His His glory (to exercise every kind of endurance and patience (perseverance and forbearance) with joy, giving thanks to the Father…” (Colossians 1:11-12).

It is verses like these that vividly illustrate that the true Christian life is a supernatural life. If you pray this Scripture and believe that your desire will be granted, I guarantee you that everyone around you will know that you have been with Jesus.

When going through a trial, never lose sight of the fact that you follow a risen Savior who will always lead you in triumph!

The Lord your God is in the midst of you, a Mighty One, a Savior who saves! He will rejoice over you with joy; He will rest (in silent satisfaction) and in His love He will be silent and make no mention of past sins or even recall them. He will exult over you with singing.—Zephaniah 3:17

4 Comments

Filed under Devotions

The Light Is Always On


The porch light was burning and I could see the silhouette of my aunt and uncle in the screen door as I pulled into the driveway.

I had been back in my hometown for two days and a visit with my dad’s siblings was already long overdue.

As I climbed the steps to the house, memories filled my mind of years gone by: climbing those same steps, arms loaded with Christmas presents as our noisy, fun-loving family gathered to celebrate another holiday; my aunt’s dining room table always piled high with all kinds of mouth-watering food; my wedding shower in her beautiful sunroom; all the cousins packed in to celebrate my aunt and uncle’s 60th wedding anniversary a few years ago; and many, many more.

If those walls could talk, they would tell the story of a large, imperfect-but-loving family who have made it through the best and worst of times together with our faith and sense of humor intact. These rooms have been filled with so much laughter, even during times of sadness, such as the first time we gathered there for dinner after my dad died in 2002.

The grief was palpable when everyone arrived that evening.  My dad’s larger-than-life personality left a gaping hole and the silence of his laughter and deep voice seemed to scream louder than anything else. Tears brimmed and hearts ached at  the sense of enormous loss. He had always been the one to say, “We’ve got to enjoy this. There are no guarantees. This might be the last time we all have the chance to be together.”

We never dreamed that he would be the first to go.

Yet…shortly after dinner was served,  one of us  said something funny. Someone laughed. Then another and another…until soon we all were laughing…laughter mixed with tears to be sure, but the laughter was a welcome relief nonetheless.

It’s my family’s way.

I was enveloped in hugs the second I walked through the front door and as soon as I sat down in my aunt’s beautifully appointed living room, I could feel myself relax, as if all was right with the world. I felt so safe and protected.

This house is a haven to me. I left my hometown 17 years ago and have lived in 11 different homes. My mom sold my childhood home back in 2004. So, when I have the chance to come back to this familiar place, it is truly comforting and special to me.

For almost two hours, we talked, laughed,  and reminisced.

These dear ones make me feel as if I can do anything and have always been incredible cheerleaders in my life.

I study their faces, so aware of the changes of time…and so grateful that they are still such a big part of my life. I treasure the minutes and all  too soon, it’s time to go.

There are more hugs and promises to get together again soon and I walk to my car, tears filling my eyes.

Thank You, Lord, for the precious gift of TIME with them. Their bodies have slowed down but their spirits are still as strong as ever. I can’t imagine my life without them.

I start the car and back out of the driveway, giving a final beep of the horn and a wave.

And they do what they have done since I was born…they stand in the doorway and wave back until my car is out of sight.

It’s one of my favorite sights in the world.

4 Comments

Filed under Friends and Family

One Thing


“Faith is the daring of the soul to go further than it can see.”—William Newton Clarke

In this post, I alluded to the fact that my family recently experienced a huge answer to our prayers.

My husband’s job was cut in February 2009. I know now why God instructs us to live only one day at a time. If He had told us that it would be 29 months until my husband was offered another full time job in his field, hope and joy would have fled, leaving only despair and despondency.

To us, it would have looked like an absolutely impossible mountain to climb when we compared our meager resources to such a lengthy amount of time.

However…we have a God who specializes in the impossible..and He was about to teach us an unforgettable lesson…one that would change us forever.

I will be writing future posts about the myriad of lessons we learned during this difficult (yet oddly joyful) season,  but for today, I just wanted to focus one one truth…

Your God is—and always will be—faithful to you.

If we are faithless, He remains faithful…(2 Timothy 2:13).

The word faithful in the original language is pistos and it means: “one who is worthy of trust.”

You cannot judge God’s faithfulness to you by your circumstances.

You cannot judge God’s faithfulness to you by your feelings.

You  trust that God is faithful because His Word says that is what He is!

Wherever you are today and whatever your situation is, choose to believe the wondrous truth that God is being faithful to you.

I promise that you will never believe that in vain. He always comes through… rarely in ways that we expect…but ultimately in ways that will delight and thrill our souls.

During this extremely rough season, I listened to Steven Curtis Chapman’s song “Faithful” from his album “Beauty Will Rise”  over and over again. Read the lyrics and be  blessed:

I am broken, I am bleeding, I am scared and I’m confused
But You are faithful; Yes, You are faithful
I am weary, unbelieving, Lord please help my unbelief!
Cause You are faithful, yes, You are faithful

I will proclaim it to the world; I will declare it to my heart
And sing it when the sun is shining…I will scream it in the dark

You are faithful, You are faithful!
When You give, when You take away
Even then, still Your Name is Faithful
Yes, You are faithful
And with everything inside of me, I am choosing to believe
You are faithful

I am waiting for the rescue that I know is sure to come
Cause You are faithful; yes, You are faithful
I’ve dropped anchor in Your promises and I am holding on
Cause You are faithful; yes, You are faithful

So faithful…

Though I cannot have the answers I am wanting to demand
I’ll remember You are God and everything is in Your hand
In Your hands You hold the sun, the moon, the stars up in the sky
For the sake of love, You hung Your own Son on the cross to die

You are faithful, yes, You are faithful
When You give and when You take away
Even then, great is Your faithfulness!
Great is Your faithfulness!

You’re faithful…so faithful…”

Be honest with Him. Tell Him how much it hurts and how bad it looks to you. Then find some verses that speak specifically about the fact of God’s faithfulness to you and hang onto them with all the strength you possess.

Then (and this is the hard part, but the payoff is enormous)…wait and watch what He does.

You will be amazed.

3 Comments

Filed under Devotions

Weekend Moment: Pittsburghese (Repost)


Since my family and I are back in my hometown for a little summer vacation, I thought it would be fun to re-post this tutorial on Pittsburgh. Enjoy! 🙂

Pittsburghese

Rate This

I was very blessed to grow up in Pittsburgh, PA.

It is a wonderful place and in this post, I alluded to the fact that it has a language all its own. It is called Pittsburghese.

I never thought I had any kind of accent until the day my friend Heather called me when we were living in Rhode Island and said, “Susan! I just heard a caller on Regis and Kathie Lee and she sounded EXACTLY like you!” It turns out that the caller was from my hometown and she did sound just like me!

If you ever visit, it’s important that you know the language of  the natives…so here goes:

Steelers = “Stillers”

Downtown = “Dahntahn”

If you want your kids to clean up their rooms, you say, “It’s time to ‘redd up’ your room!” (My kids still make fun of me every time I say, “Okay, it’s time to redd up the house!”) :)

Speaking of house, it is pronounced “hause.”

A rubber band = “gum band.”

Did you eat yet? No, did you? = “JeetJet? Nodju?”

Pittsburgh = “Pixburg”

Soda = “pop”

Giant Eagle (a local grocery store) = “Jynt Igle”

Out = “aht”

Northside = “Norseside”

(This one is for you, Ida Mae) : Iron = “arn”

She makes me say “iron” then collapses into a fit of giggles every time. :)

And…my all-time favorite:

You all = “Yinz”

I love my hometown.

1 Comment

Filed under Weekend Moments

The Wagons Are Coming!


He was an old man, living alone in the midst of a famine.

His beloved wife, who had borne him two cherished sons, had been gone for many years.  One had followed his mother to the grave in a terrible accident and the other–his youngest Benjamin, the one he clung to with an almost desperate grip—was now far from home with the rest of his brothers.   He had no hope that he would ever see any of them alive again.

Day after day, the silence in his home must have been deafening. Every morning, he awoke and looked out the window to see the same scene…bleak, dry, colorless, and hopeless as the famine continued its’ seemingly never-ending stranglehold on the land.

The famine eventually reached his heart.

Is this how it would all end?

He would die alone? Forsaken by his God? His eyes never to rest again on the faces of his surviving sons? How had it come to this???

But then…one morning he saw something different on the horizon.

In the midst of the famine…and in God’s perfect timing…HOPE was arriving on the scene.

The old man could barely believe his eyes. His sons! His sons were coming home! 

And what was this? They were riding on wagons and the wagons were filled to overflowing with all kinds of wonderful things!

It was too good to be true!

Except it wasn’t.

A very good God was breathing new life into the heart and soul of an old man. And since He is a God who loves lavishly, the best was yet to come.

His son…the one who he thought had been killed…was actually alive and well! He was waiting in another land to be reunited with his father at long last!

In a glorious instant, this man’s life changed. He realized anew how faithful His God is and would always be. His ways are not our ways and this journey through earth is not without  tears and pain and searing loss.

Yet…God redeems…and restores…and replenishes…and lavishly loves. Joy reigns, faith is rewarded…and love wins. Always.

The above story is  true. The man’s name is Jacob and his story can be found in Genesis 25-49.

His was an extremely dysfunctional family, full of loss, betrayal, grief, anger, jealousy, confusion, bitterness. His sons were all jealous of Jacob’s favored son Joseph, so one day they threw him into a well, sold him into slavery, and told Jacob that he had been killed by a wild animal. Joseph’s life was filled with heartache after heartache…but God used it all and Joseph was promoted to second-in-command of Egypt.

It was because he was in this position of power that he could save his father and all of his brothers from the famine in their homeland. Once he was reunited with his brothers—who had come to Egypt seeking food—he obtained Pharaoh’s permission to load up several wagons, filled with the best Egypt had to offer and send them back to his father, complete with an invitation to come to Egypt in order to escape the famine and certain death.

Here is how Scripture describes the scene:

Joseph spoke to his brothers: “I am Joseph. Is my father really still alive?” But his brothers couldn’t say a word; they were speechless—they couldn’t believe what they were seeing and hearing. 

“Come closer to me,” Joseph said to his brothers…”I am Joseph your brother, whom you sold into Egypt. But don’t feel badly; don’t blame yourselves for selling me. God was behind it. God sent me here ahead of you to save lives. There has been a famine in the land for two years now; the famine will continue for five more years…God sent me on ahead of you to pave the way…to save your lives in an amazing act of deliverance. So you see, it wasn’t you who sent me here but God. He set me in place as a father to Pharaoh, put me in charge of his personal affairs, and made me ruler of all Egypt.”

“Hurry back to my father. Tell him, ‘Your son Joseph says, ‘I’m master of all Egypt. Come as fast as you can and join me here. I’ll give you a place to live…where you’ll be close to me—you, your children, your grandchildren, your flocks, your herds, and anything else you can think of. I’ll take care of you there completely. There are still five more years of famine ahead; I’ll make sure all your needs are taken care of, you and everyone connected with you. You won’t want for a thing.”

…Pharaoh said to Joseph, ‘This is the plan. Load up your pack animals, go back to Canaan, get your father and your families and bring them back here. I’ll settle you in the best land in Egypt—you’ll live off the fat of the land…take the wagons from Egypt to carry your (families) and load up your father and come back. Don’t worry about having to leave things behind; the best in all of Egypt will be yours.”

And they did just that…Joseph gave them the wagons that Pharaoh had promised and food for the trip. He outfitted all the brothers in brand new clothes but gave Benjamin three hundred pieces of silver and several suits of clothes. He sent his father these gifts: ten donkeys loaded with Egypt’s best products, and another ten donkeys loaded with grain and bread, provisions for his father’s journey back. 

…They left Egypt and went back to their father in Canaan. When they told him, ‘Joseph is still alive—and he’s the ruler over the whole land of Egypt!” he went numb; he couldn’t believe his ears. But the more they talked, telling him everything that Joseph had told them and when he saw the wagons that Joseph had sent to carry him back, the blood started to flow again—their father Jacob’s spirit revived. —Genesis 45,  (The Message).

Is there a famine of some kind in your life right now? Does it look hopeless? Do you fear it will always be this way and nothing will ever change? Do you see no way out?

That is certainly how Jacob must have felt. Yet, as our pastor reminded us when he preached on this passage last Sunday, “God wants us to be at our wit’s end so we will relinquish it ALL and allow Him to be God. Sometimes we have to get to the bottom of the pit so we will look up!”

He closed his sermon by reminding us to “Watch for the wagons!  Watch for all the benefits God is sending to us through Christ. Watch for God’s grace, love, faithfulness, and mercy in the midst of it all! He is going to do something so special that you could never imagine!”

Your God would ask you: “Is My hand shortened, that it cannot redeem? Or have I no power to deliver?”–Isaiah 50:2

 Nothing is impossible with your God!

He will always send the wagons in one way or another…in His perfect timing. And He always does “exceedingly abundantly above ALL that we could ask or think!” (Ephesians 3:20)

As we left church on Sunday morning, I smiled at my husband in the summer sunshine.

“The wagons are coming!” I reminded him. His smile matched mine, full of hope.

I was determined to believe this as fact, despite the evidence to the contrary. I would not lean on my own understanding of things. I would trust my good God, knowing that He was at work in our situation in ways I could not see. In the meantime, I would live each day to the fullest, on a never-ending hunt for joy in the midst.

And three days later, the wagons appeared on the horizon.

Surely this is our God; we trusted in Him and He saved us. This is the Lord, we trusted in Him; let us rejoice and be glad in our salvation. —Isaiah 25:9 

8 Comments

Filed under Devotions

Let Me Count The Ways…


I recently heard Beth Moore recount to her audience all the reasons why she loves Jesus so much.

It was a long list… evidence of a wounded heart that has been touched by the Healer, leaving her transformed, whole, radiant and supremely grateful.

If someone were to ask you to do the same thing, what would you say?

He is everything to me. He fills my life with exquisite beauty and joy.

The story He is writing with my life often takes my breath away, leaving me stunned and full of wonder.

He speaks to me through His Word, giving me guidance, comfort, and precious promises that He invites me to cling to when life gets scary.

He laughs with me (oh yes, you had better believe it…Jesus laughs! I love  those times when I can just feel His smile).

I enjoy seeing His fingerprints and creative genius all around me…the golden sunshine,  the singing of the birds, the delightful & infectious laughter of a child, stars shining like diamonds in the night sky, the sheer power of a storm, the faces of those I love, the churning of the ocean and the peaceful stillness of the lake, the furry face and unconditional love of my dog, the intense bold colors of flowers, the refreshing feel of a summer breeze.

He has lovingly shown me my broken places and has never turned away in disgust. Rather, He invites me to bring them out of the darkness and into His light…and He has—miraculously and wondrously— healed me.

He picks me up when I fall.

He has chosen me to be His bride…wonder of wonders!

He fills me with His courage when I am afraid.

He has taught me that I do not need to hate my weaknesses (and there are so many). Rather, He asks me to embrace Him in the midst of my weakness so that He can show Himself strong and mighty.

I have walked with Him long enough to know that He can redeem and resurrect anything. Nothing—no thing—is impossible with Him.

I read Psalm 103 the other day and was struck by the astonishing and beautiful portrait  the psalmist painted with his words as he described Jesus. :

Jesus…

forgives all my sins

heals me

redeems my life from the pit

crowns me with steadfast love and mercy

satisfies me with good things

renews my energy

works justice on my behalf

 abounds in steadfast love for me

 removes my transgressions as far as the east is from the west

 shows compassion to me 

 knows how fragile I am

  establishes His throne 

 rules over all. 

He is magnificent!

This day, why don’t you try writing out a list of all the things you love about Him?

I promise that it will lead to a day filled with joy and thanksgiving!

He is so worthy!

Leave a comment

Filed under Devotions

These Are The Days


My grandma was a wise old soul, took me by the hand not long ago
Said, “Son what’s your hurry? Boy, slow it down
Taste the wild honey, listen to the sound
of the wind that’s blowin’ through the trees, rivers flowin’ to the sea…
Life’s for livin’, child, can’t you see?”

These are the days that we’ll remember
These are the times that won’t come again
The highest of flames becomes an ember
And you gotta live ’em while you can

So take ’em by the hand, they’re yours and mine
Take ’em by the hand and live your life
Take ’em by the hand and don’t let them all fly by
—These Are the Days by Keith Urban

We had a reminder of the brevity of life last week.

My kids play in a band called New Horizons through their music school. It is a national organization, dedicated to providing the opportunity for people who have always dreamed of playing an instrument to make that dream a reality. Most participants are 55+, but exceptions have been made for Josh and Julia. Their experiences have been invaluable and the people involved are absolutely wonderful.

The sad and unwelcome news came on Tuesday that one of the band members had died suddenly. Her named was Lyndel and she was only 54 years old.

Just the week before, the band had played a lakefront concert on a beautiful summer evening. Lyndel’s ever-present smile was captured on photos as she played her French horn.

She had no way of knowing that would be her last concert.

One of her mourners made this comment: “Lyndel was always a giver of light. Her beautiful smile, her kind words, her laughter always brought brightness to every situation.”

Another said, “My heart dropped when I heard you were gone. Even though its been many years since I knew you, I remember that you were always kind to a geeky freshman. May God hold you always in the palm of His hand.”

Hers was obviously a life very well lived. I especially loved that an act of kindness to this self-described “geeky freshman” was remembered nearly 40 decades later. Our lives have the potential to powerfully influence those around us. Let’s take every opportunity to speak words of life.

On Friday night,  my family and I were visiting with friends at their lakefront home. One of our friends stopped by after Lyndel’s memorial and told us about the service.  She related that although there were certainly sadness and tears, there was also much laughter as Lyndel’s friends and family shared funny stories from her life.

As I sat around the table, surrounded by friends and the sound of the summer rain falling outside, I was reminded anew of life’s fragility.

I became fully present to the moment. My eyes lingered on each face…fellow travelers who are all on a pilgrimage to Jesus. We attend the same church and do life together. We share laughter (lots of laughter 🙂 ), heartache, struggles, victories, and stories.

Our children…most of whom are teenagers…could be seen in the next room playing video games, talking, and eating burgers and chips. Fresh faces, full of hope and promise and life.  Outbursts of laughter and silliness were frequent.

An ordinary Friday night…and yet not.

There are no ordinary days.

Each day is precious. There will never be another one like it. We dare not take a single second for granted.

Early tomorrow morning, my family and I are headed back to my hometown for a visit. I will treasure every moment.. I will  fully enter in to each day. I will leave no kind word of appreciation or admiration unsaid. I will laugh. I will fully relax with those who have known me my entire life. I will most likely gain five pounds as we eat at all our favorite places…and it will all be worth it. I will revel in being back “home” for a little while…where memories fill my mind and heart at nearly every turn.

But most importantly, I will celebrate the dear ones who have graced my life in such rich ways.

These are the days that I’ll remember.

6 Comments

Filed under Uncategorized