Thanksgiving Blog-Feature writer Janet Scharfe

Sacrificial Giving 

Some time ago a sermon on stewardship brought to mind several stories from the past, reminders of how much I can be tempted to protect myself and my belongings. That instinct to insulate myself from scarcity or problems rises over and over, sometimes in small ways, and sometimes in huge challenges, but always it is a temptation to lean upon my own understanding and my own provision rather than remembering that everything I have is God’s.
 The same God who delights in our trust and in our faith also delights in lavishing His love on us, providing for our needs. 

As imitators of Him, are we lavishing love on others or distracted by self-absorption?

A small, but very humbling example, is when I cautioned another child NOT to share her sandwich with someone. I wasn’t a Christian then, so I might excuse myself, until I recognized that same instinct had risen again, again with a child. I advised a kind-hearted child not to give away a toy; he might regret it. Ouch. Now a Christian, I still seemed to have that protectionist instinct. Instead of modelling generosity and self-sacrifice, reflecting God’s generosity, I modelled looking after myself first. I missed the opportunity to praise the child for selflessness and to teach about God’s love of generosity.
The morning of the sermon I referenced I was reminded that tithing (giving 10% of ones income to the church for kingdom advancement) is asked of me (see Malachi 3:10) but even more importantly, God looks at my heart.
Am I trusting Him, the great Provider, aware that He loves everyone around me, that when I give to His children, I bless Him? 
Rather than looking to the least I am to give, why not want to give the most I can?
Where is my treasure, where is my heart, where is my trust? Loving Him and loving others: what a beautiful calling.
How often it is drowned out by concerns about what I want to gain or to protect. I may gain some money in the bank or a new piece of furniture, but that pales compared to the joy of knowing I have given to someone in need, and in so doing, have given to Jesus, the one who has given me everything. 

A more challenging situation was when my husband was first divorced. After legal fees and other losses, he was left with nothing except his pay check, and much of that was no longer his. With 2 teens to support, his expenses were more than his income and the drastic change to the family lifestyle was difficult for all, depending on charity for a roof over their heads and learning how cook for and clothe people with next to nothing….his conviction was that in this new life, God would always come first, come what may, including tithing. When the judge was determining alimony and child support payments (though my husband came to have the children full time), the judge increased the payments because he said if he could afford to tithe, he could afford to give more in support. Rather than getting bitter, my husband continued to resolve to tithe and trust God. The house he lived in had holes in the roof, peeling floors, an unsafe fireplace, a windy basement which was also prone to flooding, and threadbare sheets which didn’t cover the mattress, but there was joy, laughter, praise, and love in the household. 

When he felt God ask him to buy some groceries and take them to a man he had just met, one of his teens was upset. How could they give to others when they had so little and were making so many sacrifices themselves?  The teen joined him to deliver the groceries and was amazed and humbled to hear that the overwhelmed and thankful recipient had been praying and secretly eating only cat food. Resentment quickly turned to joy in sacrificial giving. 

We have so much.

We put our eyes on how things in our lives could be nicer, so we are often blinded to how very much we have to give. God promises us an abundant life, pressed down and overflowing. Sometimes the joy comes later or in a different shape than expected, but He who promises is faithful. He knows where the greatest joy comes from: knowing the love of the Father and living a life of love. By no means do I think I have arrived. I still face daily temptations to hang on to what I have and to crave for more. I am tempted to protect my money, my time, my energy, or my sleep, or to spend myself on making my own life better rather than spending myself on behalf of others. The battle against the flesh will continue, but oh how I want to grow in God.

So what happened to my husband? In time our faithful God restored what was stolen. He never stopped tithing no matter how tough it got. Although tempted, he never went back to court to appeal the unfair decision, but was led through Psalm 37 to let God work it out. God is an expert in making a way where there seems to be no way. When a job was lost, it was replaced with a better job. God’s ways and timing aren’t always ours, but if we can trust through the desert times, we will find Him faithful. Our house is safe, there are no holes in the roof or basement, and there is food left over with which to bless others; best of all, the home is still a place of praise, joy, love and gratitude.

Did he ever imagine God would go so far in restoring his finances? No, but it didn’t matter; he trusted God to supply all his needs and he wanted, above all, to be found obedient. 

Ouch …. I struggle with the small stuff and the big stuff.
Lord, help me live a life of sacrificial love. I can do that only with your Holy Spirit reigning in me. Make me like you, Lord.

Verses for Reflection

Malachi 3:10 “Bring the whole tithe into the storehouse, that there may be food in my house. Test me in this, says the LORD Almighty and see if I will not throw open the floodgates of heaven and pour out so much blessing that there will not be room enough to store it.”

Matthew 6:33 “But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.”

Matthew 25:35-40 “For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you visited me. Then the righteous will answer him, Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you? The King will reply, truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.”

Matthew 25:23 “Well done, good and faithful servant! You have been faithful with a few things; I will put you in charge of many things.”

Job 13:15 “Though he slay me, yet will I hope in him.”

Matthew 6:19-21 “Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moths and vermin destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moths and vermin do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”

Matthew 6:24 “No one can serve two masters. Either you will hate the one and love the other, or you will be devoted to the one and despise the other. You cannot serve both God and money.”

Proverbs 3:9-10 “Honour the Lord with your wealth, with the firstfruits of all your crops; then your barns will be filled to overflowing, and your vats will brim over with new wine.”

Luke 6:38 “Give, and it will be given to you. A good measure, pressed down, shaken together and running over, will be poured into your lap. For with the measure you use, it will be measured to you.”

Proverbs 3:5-6 “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to Him, and He will make your paths straight.”

Dipsy Doodling in the Dark - Fourth Installment of the Father Tucker series

Walking with Tucker after dark is a treat…NOT!

Apparently a dog’s ability to see in the dark is better than humans BUT their ability to DISCERN shapes and detail is poorer.

This means that innocent lawn ornaments and garbage cans by day take on sinister proportions and intent in the dark. During the daylight hours, he is relatively calm, trusting my quiet words of assurance. But when darkness descends it’s completely different. He becomes disoriented and fearful – constantly looking over his shoulder, barking at shadows and bolting to the furthest extent of his leash seemingly deaf to my voice.  It’s almost impossible to ‘reason’ with him. 

The truth is that the care I provide in the dark is exactly what it is in the light and if he would stay very close to me I would supply protection and he wouldn’t feel the need to bolt.

Our individual lives and, indeed, the world can seem dark at times.  We can cry, as the author of Job says in chapter 22, ‘What does God know? Does he judge through such darkness? Thick clouds veil him, so he does not see us as he goes about in the vaulted heavens.’

The psalmist, however, declares in Psalm 139 ‘even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the dayfor darkness is as light to you.’

Wow! That’s powerful. 

To the One who walks with you and I (remember the rod and staff in the valley in Psalm 23) there is NO DIFFERENCE between night and day.

The people who walk in darkness will see a great light. For those who live in a land of deep darkness, a light will shine.” ~Isaiah 9:2

Jesus spoke to the people once more and said, ‘I am the light of the world. If you follow me, you won’t have to walk in darkness, because you will have the light that leads to life.’” ~John 8:12

Jesus – the light of the world – shines in our ‘deepest darkness’.

He does sweet sister. He really does. It’s going to be okay. And one day it will be MORE than okay. 

The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness can never extinguish it.” ~John 1:5

“…let us walk in the light of the Lord!” ~Isaiah 2:5

Palms Up in Patches of Sunlight - Third Installment in the Father Tucker series

So I was observing my dog again the other day.

His favourite chair on a sunny day is in a west-facing window upstairs. He will spend hours in that chair soaking up the sunlight. He will even turn his face towards it and close his eyes slightly. He just does what he has been designed to do. Instinctively.

I was so envious of him on this particular morning that I plopped myself down beside him and closed my eyes. And then, as my face warmed, I unclasped my hands and turned them palms up on my knees.

Why palms up you might ask? In his book, ‘Love Does’, author and lawyer Bob Goff shares how he counsels his clients who are being deposed (questioned by the other guy’s lawyer) to answer all questions with their hands open, and palms up. He is convinced one will be more honest, calm and accurate in this position. They will be less defensive. He suggests that God has hardwired us with a link between the position of our bodies and the posture of our hearts.

So I tried this out. In the sunlight. With my eyes closed. Because created things should do what they were created to do. Right?

And I was created to worship my Creator.

I was created to be in fellowship with Him.

Without defense.

Vulnerable and honest.

To commune with Him.

A dog doesn’t walk through a patch of warm sunlight. He lies down in the middle of it.

How often do we walk right through these moments?

These opportunities for quiet communion?

Imagining that there is any better way to spend that particular point in time?

“In repentance and rest is your salvation, in quietness and trust is your strength, but you would have none of it.” ~Isaiah 30:15

Original Contribution - Praying the Word

One of Woodvale's women, Carolyn Cheer, loves the Word. Out of an intense 'one on one' with the Lord a few weeks ago she wrote this 'prayer'. Consider declaring these words over your lives, homes, families, careers and any other cares you are aware of. Many times circumstances won't change immediately but our attitudes and mindset will. There is life in the word!

“I pray to you, O LORD, my Rock. Do not turn a deaf ear to me for if you are silent, I might as well give up. (Ps. 28:1)

I confess to you O God, my heavenly father that I have failed to act as you have called me to. LORD, have mercy on me for my trust and faith in you was given room to waiver when it should have been rock steady. Yet you LORD, have been merciful and your faithfulness has not failed. “Praise the LORD! For he has heard my cry for mercy.” (Ps 28:6)

My heart has heard you say, “Come and talk with me,” And my heart responds, “LORD, I am coming.” (Ps 27:8) Teach me LORD, how to live, (Ps 27:11) so that I will act with integrity. (Ps 26:1) Lead me along the right path (Ps 27:11) so that I may be strengthened and my trust in the LORD would not waiver. (Ps 26:1)

O LORD, I give my life to you. I trust in you my God! (Ps 25:1) Search me, O God and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts. (Ps 139:23) Point out anything in me that offends you, and lead me along the path of everlasting life. (Ps 139:24) Remember, O LORD, your compassion and unfailing love. (Ps 25:6) For the honour of your name, O LORD, forgive my many, many sins (Ps 25:11). Hear me as I pray, O LORD. Be merciful and answer me! (Ps 27:7)

I am confident I will see the LORD’S goodness while I am here in the land of the living (Ps 27:13) I will wait patiently for the LORD. Be brave and courageous. Yes, I will wait patiently for the LORD. (Ps 27:14) 

The LORD is a friend to those who fear him. He teaches them his covenant. (Ps 25:14) Teach me your decrees, O LORD; I will keep them to the end. (Ps 119:33) Give me understanding and I will obey your instructions. I will put them into practice with all my heart. (Ps 119:34) Oh, that my actions would consistently reflect your decrees! (119:5) Open my eyes to see the wonderful truths in your instructions. (119:18)

Praise the LORD! Let all that I am praise the LORD. (Ps 146:1) I will praise the LORD as long as I live, I will sing praises to my God with my dying breath. (Ps 146:2)”


Up Under the Chin - Second Installment of the Father Tucker series

One of my dogs’ favourite places to be at some point every day is IN my lap, leaning AGAINST my chest, up UNDER my chin.


Maybe the better question is - Why NOT?

Why wouldn’t he want to get as close as he can?

As close to my heartbeat as he can?

And one day I went so far as to seek to match my breaths to his.


And you know what happened?

For a moment my heart and respiration rate slowed and there was an internal rest. A peace. No matter what had to be done next or what I was in the middle of. There was this moment of internal quiet.

I consider this invitation from Jesus.

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.” ~Matthew 11:28-30

And I wonder why I don’t follow my dog’s lead (so to speak).

And climb up into the lap of Christ.

And lean against Him.

And match my breath to His.

And rest.

Dog In the Doorway-First installment of the ‘Father Tucker’ series

Our dog, Tucker, loves to be near us. But if we are on the move and he isn’t quite sure what’s happening he sits in the entryway directly in front of the main door to the home.  I’m not absolutely sure why he does this because when I ask he doesn’t answer but I can guess. If he deposits himself in the way of the only point of egress we can’t do anything without taking care of him. It’s like he is saying:

“Don’t forget me.”

“See me.”

“Take me with you.”

He will sit there patiently waiting a VERY long time.

As I observed him the most recent time he did this I was struck by his innocence, conviction, tenacity and patience. His actions preached to me so to speak.

And I thought of two scriptures. Mark 7:24-30 and Genesis 32:22-30. Let me see if I can link them together for us.

In the first passage of scripture a pagan woman hears that Jesus is around and goes to him to ask him to heal her daughter. Jesus is tough on her, explaining his mission in not so complimentary terms. She is equally as tough and desperate and ‘gets it’. BUT she doesn’t move. She stays right where she is. Kind of like a dog in a doorway. And Jesus applauds her faith and heals her daughter!

In the second story we see an equivalent measure of tenacity. Jacob has lived a life of deception. Constantly trying to stay ‘one up’ and on the run. BUT this night something is different. He is heading home to an uncertain reception. And he gets in a fight with ‘a man’ we learn is God in flesh. He will not let go until the man blesses him. It’s like he knows that everything can truly be different if he sees the wrestling match to the end. There is SO much in this story that preaches to me but for the purposes of todays’ point it’s the reality that God blessed Jacob! It’s a life-altering encounter that was experienced because Jacob would not leave that place. He was like a dog in a doorway.

Endurance is a constant theme in scripture because life is hard and shockingly unpredictable and we are prone to give in or give up too quickly. Sisters, let’s be innocent, and convinced and tenacious.

Like a dog in a doorway.

“Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him he endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. Consider him who endured such opposition from sinners, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart.” ~Hebrews 12:1-3

Clocks, Calendars and The Christmas Story

Have you ever sat for a moment and considered what it means for God, a divine being existing outside of time, to constrain His will to within a manmade calendar?

What it means for that same God, to whom a day is a thousand years and a thousand years a day, to use humans, who get irritated when it takes more than 30 seconds to download an App?

We believe God is sovereign. That means we believe he has supreme or ultimate power. Jeremiah says in chapter 32 verse 17:

“Ah Sovereign Lord, you have made the heavens and the earth by your great power and outstretched arm. Nothing is too hard for you.”

And this is what he says of himself in verse 27:

“I am the Lord, the God of all mankind.  Is anything too hard for me?”

The sovereign author of all life. The sovereign orchestrator of THE grand plan that is the beginning of the universe until this moment.

He used a young virgin girl, of a specific ethnic origin, living in an occupied country. He used a simple, devout carpenter living and working in a specific village at an exact moment in history. He used the child of 2 octogenarians to prepare the way. He used a power hungry and insecure king. I can go on…

He uses me.

He uses you.

BUT what does it mean for us?

I would suggest that I t means the same thing for us that it meant for them.

It means surprise, and fear and jammed up dreams.

It means hope deferred and then realized.

It means interference and sacrifice and dismay.

It means gratitude and submission.

It means moments of overwhelming wonder and intense joy.

And, it means A LOT of waiting.

We throw around phrases like “He’s never early, He’s never late, He’s always on time” and “God’s got this” like we have a clue. We say we trust Him and His ways are perfect and then:

The immigration process gets confusing and takes an unexpected turn.

We realize that we are in the wrong program at college and wasting time and money.

Our spouse or child stops attending church.

We get a highly infectious illness 2 weeks before we are totravel home for the holidays.

We lose our job.

Our child gets sick and can’t go away to university like she’d planned while undergoing painful treatment.

And what do we do? We can feel and forget what we have believed to be true about God.


We can feel and REMEMBER.

We remember that NO immigration officer, NO government official, NO employer, NO doctor and NO diagnosis can hold back or thwart God’s beautiful, grand, redemptive plan.

Because this eternal God who is OUTSIDE of time constrains His will to WITHIN a human calendar. And these painful ‘place holders’ in life serve the divine purpose to position us where we must be, when we must be there and with whom we must be. And His purposes are fulfilled.

This brings us back to the Christmas story. At several points in the account of the birth of Christ it is emphasized that things happened when they did, where they did and in whom they did to FULFILL the word of the Lord.

Because we know the end of the story we can sometimes minimize the pain, disillusionment and sacrifice involved in the Christmas story:

Resisting the cultural norm and remaining true to one another despite apparent betrayal seemed insane and was HARD.

Travelling to another town, when you are about to give birth, to satisfy a ridiculous government requirement was HARD.

Fleeing to a foreign country to escape a crazy king and staying there for years was scary, and inconvenient and HARD.

Giving birth at over 80’s years of age after giving up hope of ever becoming pregnant was HARD.

We imagine that our lot is somehow different.

That, somehow, everything they experienced was worth it because they were involved in bringing God close.

But then again, so are we.

So do what you have to do. Fill out the forms and send the emails and make the appointments and take the medicine and update your CV and. …Pray…and...Wait. ……and...Believe….

Because God is present, He remembers and He will fulfill His purposes in and through you and NOTHING will prevent Him from doing so.

Packing up Your Dream

Within the faith circles I’ve been raised there is, often, this implied message that if one has received a promise in scripture (Jesus heals our diseases) then if one is to do or say anything that appears to suggest that one believes the promise may not come to pass one is FAITHLESS. In some ways it paralyzed my faith. I was so concerned about appearing faithless that I would, in certain situations, often feel guilty or, worse still, give no expression to my faith at all.
An example of this occurred almost exactly one year ago. Our daughters’ temperature spiked several days after her last round of chemotherapy. It had never done that before. And all the information we had specifically stated that if it did we were to present to the Emergency Room (ER). We were all scared. And felt disoriented.

To be honest we were starting to shift into celebration mode. No more chemo. She would receive a clean bill of health. Jesus is our Healer. Then this. The specialist we called after hours told us to pack an overnight bag, as she would be admitted probably for several days. Our daughter did NOT want pack the bag as an act of faith that Jesus would heal her. I did want to pack the bag and felt utterly faithless.

I will return to this story in a moment.

Some time later I read the story of Abraham, Isaac, 2 servants, a bundle of firewood and a ram in a thicket and experienced, for lack of a better word, a revelation.
Perhaps in sharing it I will encourage some in their particular journey.

“”Abraham…take your son…whom you love….Sacrifice him … as a burnt offering on a mountain”…Early the next morning Abraham got up and loaded his donkey….He said,….”Stay here with the donkey…We will worship and then we will come back to you”….. Abraham built an altar….He bound his son and laid him on the altar……the Lord called out to him….”Now I know that you fear God, because you have not withheld from me your son…”” ~Genesis 22:2-12

What if the greatest act of faith we can demonstrate is to pack up our promise or dream? What if the dearest thing to us seems to be requested of us? Our child? Our spouse? Our career? Our health? Our freedom?
Will we grasp that person or thing tightly to ourselves or hold it loosely? Will we trust God in the midst of a set of circumstances that seem to be the opposite of the dream or promise we hold so dear?

I’m not sure Abraham trusted that God would keep his son alive but I AM sure he trusted that God would keep His promise (to make his descendants into a nation). And so he packed ‘his bags’ so to speak. And climbed a mountain. And built the fire. And bound his son. And raised the knife.

I thought, again, of packing the bag for the hospital admission. It felt faithless. But it wasn’t. We prepared for a journey the Lord appeared to be calling us on.

Now back to the story.

They drew blood as soon as we got to the ER. They discovered supremely low infection-fighting cells  (WBC) and obvious infection (the fever) which meant a night in ER, as there was no bed for her.
No sleep.
Many tears.
They drew more blood as they prepared to admit her 9 hours after arriving at the hospital.
We prayed for a miracle.
They moved her upstairs as an inpatient.
We prayed for a miracle.
Everyone we spoke to explained that it would be days before her WBC count bounced back and during that time she would remain hospitalized.
No miracle.
We asked what would be required for her to go home that day. They said it would be impossible as her WBC count would have to rise and her fever disappear. Hours went by while we waited to be seen by the doctor. I frequently checked with the nursing station to see if the most recent blood work had come back.
No miracle.
I left the hospital without my daughter so I could nap before an evening shift.
No miracle.

Then - I heard them at the door of our home. My husband and my daughter. The blood work had come back and ‘some how’ the WBC was better than it had been in weeks. Her fever was gone. The resident could see no reason to keep her so they discharged her!
And just like that they “packed up their firewood and came back down the mountain”.

In that moment I saw that packing the overnight bag and obediently driving to the hospital was not faithless. It, in fact, provided a beautiful backdrop for a miracle of God.

Sometimes faith is hanging on – I agree.

But sometimes, sister, faith is letting go.

Would you be willing to pack up your dream?

“Was not our father Abraham considered righteous for what he did when he offered his son Isaac on the altar? You see that his faith and his actions were working together, and his faith was made complete by what he did. And the scripture was fulfilled that says, “Abraham believed God, and it was credited to him as righteousness,” and he was called God’s friend.”
~James 2:21-23

Being Brave: Part 6

This week I witnessed the rawest kind of bravery. 

So often we as women believe that if others actually discovered how fragile or confused or flawed we were they would reject us for sure. 

Sadly we come to believe this about Jesus as well which could not be further from the truth.

It is in the moment of admission that bravery shines.

When a woman whispers, through tears, all of what she fears, loaths and grapples with - there the Spirit meets a willing vessel.

Ironically, it is at the "end" of ones rope that one drops into the lap of the One who loves them first and won't ever leave or forsake them.

Being Brave: Part 5


That one word can paralyse the most practised church going woman.

The problem, I think, is that it is true. The scriptures tell me that "all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God". 

Romans 3:23

BUT it's not exactly capitol T - True. Because of what Christ has done on the Cross I am justified and His righteousness is my righteousness. I am in right standing with God!

1 Peter 3:18

A brave woman acknowledges that apart from Christ she is nothing BUT in Christ she is more than a conqueror.

Romans 8:37

A brave woman exercises what Beth Moore calls 'audacious' faith and reaches out to Jesus again. No matter what others say, no matter what the tests report, no matter what the bank account balance is and no matter what her kids do or don't do.

Mark 5:30-34

So, in the words of Jesus, let me repeat: Daughter, your faith has made you well; go in peace...

Being Brave: Part 4

Who knew WAITING well would require such a thing as bravery?

Psalm 27:14 "Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord"

During this Advent season I sense God fairly shouting at us women to wait well. Or at least He is asking me to.

But perhaps you are waiting for something:

A spouse's heart to soften

A child to turn back to the faith

A loved one to be healed

Direction in a major life decision

Financial provision for something


A chance to stop working

Where in ministry God would have you

The list is endless but the call is the same. WAIT WELL

May I challenge you to take advantage of the Advent season this year. Educate yourself as to what each week signifies and spend specific moments contemplating what it would have been like to wait 4000 years for a Messiah. To wait to give birth to Immanuel (God with us). 

God IS at work behind the scenes in your life. Trust Him. Wait well.

Psalm 27:14 "Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord"

Being Brave: Part 3

The Kick Off Breakfast has come and gone and it was wonderful. It was warm and welcoming and effectively launched the "new" year at Woodvale WM.

After the talk I had many, many women come to me and say things like, "I was number 1 or 2 or 3.." or "When you got to the 6th medal I just about lost it". I knew God had a message for the ladies and I'm glad it was received well.

I thought I would post a summary of the 'Medals of Bravery" I awarded this morning:

Medal 1  Purposeful Bravery [1Samuel]

Medal 2  Hidden Bravery [Judges 6]

Medal 3  Painful Bravery [Matthew 9:18-22]

Medal 4  Postional Bravery [Esther]

Medal 5  Anticipatory Bravery [The Gospels]

Medal 6  Grace Bravery [Luke 7]

Be encouraged. You are not alone. We are surrounded by those who are enduring courageously and actively facing whatever has come their way.

Share a summary of your story of bravery on the "Your Turn" page.

Being Brave: Part 2

Good morning!

One of the reasons I would encourage everyone to lead a Bible study or share in front of a group at some point in their lives is because the process of preparation is SO rewarding and enlightening!

Do you know what I discovered yesterday while preparing the talk for the WM Breakfast?

I learned that the word 'brave' has it's roots in middle Europe - probably Spain. It is believed to be derived from the Spanish word 'BRAVO'. And that words' direct translation is - FEROCIOUS.

I think that awesome!!

Every time you or I do something that is difficult or scarey or mundane because it is the right and best thing to do we are being brave. We are FEROCIOUS.

Every time we choose to change our thinking when we know it is wrong or poison and will lead to destructive actions or words we are being brave. We are FEROCIOUS.

Being brave is about enduring or persevering in the face of unpleasantness.

Hebrews 12:1-2 “Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us also lay aside every weight, and sin which clings so closely, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is seated at the right hand of the throne of God.”

Let's be 'ferocious' today!!

Being Brave: Part 1

Good morning ladies!

This morning during my devotional readings I came across the following verse:


““Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you; I do not give it to you as the world does. Do not let your hearts be distressed or lacking in courage.” ~ Jesus

‭‭John‬ ‭14:27‬ ‭NET‬‬


Whenever I read an encouragement like this I ask myself why it had to be shared.

It seems to me that Jesus knew that we would encounter situations (both internal and external) in life that would leave us feeling distressed and/or afraid. Otherwise why would he have needed to say anything?


Elsewhere in scripture we find this counsel:


“My child, pay attention to my words; listen attentively to my sayings. Do not let them depart from your sight, guard them within your heart; for they are life to those who find them and healing to one’s entire body. Guard your heart with all vigilance, for from it are the sources of life.”

‭‭Proverbs‬ ‭4:20-23‬ ‭NET‬‬


If I combine the wisdom in these two passages I come up with the following:

In my life I will encounter distressing, frightening situations where the very essence of who I am (my heart) is vulnerable. BUT as a follower of Christ I am the recipient of a promise straight from the lips of the one who gave everything for me and overcame everything for me.

I can choose to trade the feelings of uncertainty, fear and disillusionment that will most likely lead to words and actions I regret. 

I can trade them out for peace. And courage.

And not just any old peace. Not the kind that numbs. Not like wine or an affair or an eruption of angry words or losing myself in work or volunteering. This kind of peace is what the world offers. 

Jesus offers something better and fuller and eternal.

I want that kind of peace and courage.

SO I must be vigilant and set a guard on my heart. Developing an awareness (with the Spirit's help) of the first signs that the most central part of me is under attack. And I must be ruthless in defending it.

It may mean giving up a habit, changing my lifestyle or seeking counsel on how to change my thinking. It may mean confession and repentance. But I must do it.

This "Jesus peace and Jesus courage" is what I want. It's been offered to me by the One who is completely trustworthy. 

Why wouldn't I make the trade?