Guarding the God in Me


The year was 1984, a young woman of 20 in her 2nd year of bible college, kneels while the men of God lay their hands gently on her head.  Through prayer they speak words of promise, hope and declarations of spiritual potential in her life. With anointing, they install a teaching mantle* along with… a warning. “You will protect yourself…”

That 20-year-old is now 53, that was me 32 years ago, (Gasp!) A lot has transpired in the last 32 years. Hours and hours of study and not to mention (in detail) the stupid mistakes, which held hands with frequent lapses of judgment. I see the ever-increasing need to protect.  What am I protecting?  I am guarding the God in me.  Guarding what He entrusted to me, and in me.  Most importantly, my relationship with my God.

“You will protect yourself,” a note to us all.

Danger, in the spiritual realm, does not generally stand up and yell, while waving its arms, “Over here, yep, HERE! I am coming to get you!’ It is subtle, watching for an opportunity to ensnare. “Stay alert! Watch out for your great enemy, the devil. He prowls around like a roaring lion, looking for someone to devour. Stand firm against him, and be strong in your faith.” 1 Pet. 5:8-9 Paul strongly urges, “Put on the full armor of God so that you can take your stand against the devil’s schemes.” Eph 6:11

Proverbs 22:3 “A prudent man foresees evil and hides himself, but the simple pass on and are punished.” “The prudent foresees…” this conveys the idea of watchman or guard, one who is prepared. In 2 Kings 11, it speaks of the guard, those who set themselves in a position to see the enemy approachingGathering in tight formation;Keep your weapons in hand, be armed and stay armed.”

Interesting, in the original Hebrew, hide is repeated, emphasizing the action, the “prudent… hides hides himself.” Using the context, a prudent man sees the evil and ‘in hiding, he will hide.’ Meaning it is active and progressive. You do, so you stay … doing. We keep on hiding. We are proactive in our stance to guard ourselves against evil. Way to go prudent guys and gals!

Taking precautions for many of us is defined differently due to the ever large number of entangling stuff, “Let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles…” Heb. 12:1   What hinders and causes me to be all entangled up with the wrong stuff may be different for you. We need to become aware of the things that entangle, snare and entice us. It is a good thing to identify the snake 30e65b22f3402e5d32339a95c81220fdcharmer from a distance then run and hide. Where do we hide? “The name of the LORD is a strong tower; the righteous run to it and are safe.” Pro 18:10  Our hiding ourselves is not a game of ‘peek-a-boo,’ thinking we are hid by merely covering our eyes and peeking out through our fingers. I’ve tried that, doesn’t work, we can still be enticed. It is a case of running AWAY (run FAST!) and hiding in God’s presence. “He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High, shall abide in the shadow of the Almighty.” Ps 91:1   Protection. We do this by staying in His word, staying in fellowship with strong believers, staying under good biblical teaching. (You do, so you stay … doing)

Protecting and hiding.  Liken to a football game. Those who carry the prized possession … the ball, hold that puppy tucked up tight against them as humanly possible. While the other arm is strongly flexed, ready to push away with force. Why?  Because the opposing team wants the ball, they will do whatever it takes to get it, including (and not limited to) grabbing violently, pushing, pulling, shoving, knocking down, and hurting to steal it.  So it is with us, what is the most prized possession we have? Our relationship with the Lord Jesus Christ!  And you can count on the opposing team to do whatever it takes to cause us to steelers5fumble, hurt us, and steal from us!  I am not talking about losing our salvation, or hording the God things, and not giving it out.  There is an enemy out there who wants to destroy us.  He (little ‘h’) is constantly reaching in (Foul!) and trying to grab our joy, our contentment in Christ, our peace, our strength, even our confidence.  Before we know it, we stutter step, get our feet all tangled up and … fall.

The word picture offered “A prudent man foresees evil and hides himself, but the simple pass on …” the simple, or naïve, is one who opens their arms wide willingly accepting what comes their way, and walks into the embrace. They don’t hold their convictions, their love of God in tight around them. He/she is naïve, lacking insight, wisdom, making them easily distracted, and easily seduced.  As if a tourist in a foreign country, walking through the dangerous part of town, with backpack freely slung over their shoulder, all pockets are unzipped, passport dangling out with all their traveling money visible for the taking. They are unwise, over-confident and almost inviting trouble.

Keep and guard your heart with all vigilance and above all that you guard, for out of it flow the springs of life.” Pro 4:23 one resource explains it: ‘Guard the affections of your heart; the emotional attachments you make determine the course of your life.’ Those things, and people I attach myself to determine which way I go. May I just say “OUCH!” Oswald Chambers strongly adds: “Never become attached to anything that continues to hurt God. For you to be free of it, God must be allowed to hurt whatever it may be.” What is the prevention from the Guard your hearthurt? We ‘guard against’ it in the first place.

Precautions, positioning, boundaries and accountability, these are our defense (along with the armor of God, standing strong with the sword and behind the shield of faith)  We know our weaknesses; with the help of the Holy Spirit we set guidelines in place, we mark a perimeter against the evil stuff and hide and hide in Him.  The God-loving, God-living life is one of consecration, set apart for Him, we take careful notice of what we read, see and listen to. Doing whatever it takes to guard the God in us, the most prized possession we have.

Are we the wise prudent guard or the simple naive, wandering aimlessly into the mess? (Just hand them the football already!)

You will protect yourself.

In Him, DeDe (“Let us consider how we may spur one another on towards love & good deeds.” – Heb. 10:24)

*In Bible days, a Mantle (as mentioned above in the first paragraph) was an outer cloak used for additional covering and warmth, especially at night, like that of a blanket.  From the idea of something that “covers” in the natural, a mantle represents spiritual covering as well.  It usually refers to spiritual authority and anointing, we can see this in the story of Elijah & Elisha found in 2 Kings 2.

A spiritual mantle can be wrapped as a scriptural metaphor (symbol) holding elements of: calling, gift, passion, ability, anointing, skill set, or level of authority that God has given a specific person.  God determines the mantle – we do not select it; it is established, destined and imparted by God.  It is more than gifting, it is an anointing, to serve God in the capacity of spiritual DNA, destiny and calling of God.  It always has a cost. It always demands great responsibility.

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An Unredacted Copy

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REDACTED: ‘To revise by editing or censoring, to select or adapt by obscuring or removing sensitive information.’ We do this don’t we? We do it in our life with scripture. We take ‘a lil here and a lil there’ and seem to remove the stuff (the sensitive information) we don’t agree with or think too hard to walk out. Or out of our laziness, we don’t even attempt to try or do it all on our own. We live our lives as if we redacted the Word, or try to add what is not there. I know I have, I had a ‘marked up, redacted copy’ and attempted to live according to that and have positive, God-blessed results. Didn’t happen!

Interesting, there is a marker (brand name, ‘Secure Marker’) you can purchase designed just for this. Black ink used to block out and obscure information. The advertising capturing with exciting motive: “Perfect for hiding personal information…”  May we not (metaphorically) pick one up, just in case we come across some ‘personal information’ we feel needs some blocking out.  God’s word to us IS personal!  Funny how we think if it is blotted out, it is not there. Taking away from the bible, so WE feel good about its instruction.

God’s word says: “The entirety of Your word is truth…” Ps 119:160 “Every word of God proves true. He is a shield to all who come to Him for protection. Do not add to His words, or He may rebuke you and expose you as a liar.” Pr 30:5-6 Jesus said, “Blessed rather are those who hear the word of God and obey Slider-A-1000x360it.” (Lk 11:28) He didn’t suggest it or offer alternatives, as if saying: “Well, if it seems a lil tough, I understand, just make what works for you, happen.” Jesus did say: “Walk with Me and work with Me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you.” Matt.11:29 (MSG) His word is true. Leave it as is. Live it as is. Living it with the help of the Holy Spirit according to a unredacted copy of the sensitive information, personal information we are called to.


In Him, DeDe (“Let us consider how we may spur one another on towards love & good deeds.” – Heb. 10:24)

Compassion, Sharing a Chapel Experience


A few years ago I was asked to speak at the Pastors chapel at a local Christian school. I was given the assignment of sharing on… Compassion.  What an honor.  What a challenge.  I needed to share it in such a way that five years olds would grasp it, sixth graders wouldn’t be bored by it and the adult staff stay awake through it.

Standing in front of the group, I began sharing the story of the good Samaritan. I read from Luke chapter 10.  I only got into a couple of verses when a woman sitting in the front row began to fidget.  As I read, her behavior became quite disruptive.  Her demeanor was that of agitation.  Continuously tugging at the collar on her jacket, looking down and bouncing her leg as if anxious for something.  Attempting to disregard the distraction, I continued to explain the story of the compassionate Samaritan man.  He was going about his business when he came across someone in need.  He had the choice to continue on or stop.  Stop and engage himself in the disruption to his journey.

Soon all youthful eyes, and adult curiosity was now drawn to the woman in the front row. I knew I had lost the audience.  Pausing, I inquired of the woman, stepping forward slightly, whispering (loud enough for all to hear) “Ma’am, is there something I can help you with?”  She shrugged, as if to brush off my attempt.  I asked if she was too hot, she nodded in agreement. Sheepishly, she allowed me to help her with her jacket.  Not knowing what to do with the jacket and in hopes of keeping the flow of the sermon, I simply put the jacket on. “Having compassion is taking the time to help others…” I said to the group , in Pain2reference to the Samaritan.  As I spoke, by habit I put my hand in the pocket of the ladies jacket, I instantly felt something.  Showing surprise, I pulled out a large white piece of paper.  Five year olds and sixth graders all leaning forward in great attention. Even the junior high kids trying to disguise it, were now interested. Unfolding it, facing out to the kids, in large black letters it read, ‘PAIN.’   All eyes now wide.  I stuck my hand in the other pocket, pulling out another large piece of paper, this one read, “SAD!”

We are told throughout the New Testament we are to ‘Put on.’ Put on the armor of light, put on Christ, put on the new man, put on the full armor of God, put on love.  Paul told the folks in Colossee,  “Therefore, God’s chosen ones, holy and loved, put on heartfelt compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness, and patience.” (3:12, emphasis mine)  All are God qualities!  We put on God stuff.

Compassion in the Greek is a compound word, meaning ‘good affection’ or tender-hearted. It is strongly associated with sympathetic ACTION.  We not only acknowledge the need, we ACT on that knowledge.

Jesus is our greatest example of this: “When Jesus landed and saw a large crowd, He had compassion on them, and healed their sick.” (Matt. 14:14)  Jesus saw a woman mourning the death of her son, “He had compassion on her…” And restored life to the boy. (Lk 7:13)  Jesus, the disciples, and a large crowd, Jesus healed the sick and gave sight to the blind.  He called His disciples and said, “I have compassion on the multitude..”  and He feed them. (Matt. 15:32-39)

Ephesians 4:32 “Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other just as in Christ God forgave us.” Compassionate: In the original language, the word picture here is amazing.  It is as though, we take on the feelings of another, giving us greater understanding of their plight, and help them.  Like the gal in the front row,  taking off her jacket, and giving it to me. I now ‘wear’ her coat of experience and suffering.

Yes, I had planted the woman in the front row. I wanted the kids to see that compassion, ACTIVE compassion can come by way of a disturbance or distraction. Like the fellow in the Samaritan story, it cost him time, attention and money.  The man’s ailment he was showing compassion to was very evident, unlike some, not so noticeable. We may never know why someone acts the way they do, or what they may be feeling.   Pain comes in many forms and sadness expressed in many ways.  It wasnt until I took the time to address the gal in the Compassionfront row, and ‘put on’ her jacket (and found the notes) that I understood her better.  She was in pain and very sad.  I am sympathetic, my judgement is tempered, I now share and understand her pain and sadness … compassionate.

At the end of the chapel service, I hugged the front row gal, she stood, while I introduced her to the group.  I don’t think the kids will forget this chapel service with the disruptive gal and the jacket notes.  They understood, WHY she acted that way.  Pain and Sad.  Compassion.  To experience together.

In Him, DeDe (“Let us consider how we may spur on one another toward love & good deeds.” – Heb. 10:24)


Proverbs 31, A Moms Instruction

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“A wife of noble character who can find? She is worth far more than rubies… she gets up while it is still dark … considers a field and buys it… plants a vineyard… sets about her work vigorously… provides food for her family… opens her arms to the poor… makes coverings for her bed…makes linen garments… watches over the affairs of her household… speaks with wisdom and faithful understanding is on her tongue… her children rise and call her blessed, her husband praises her…” Proverbs 31 also known as WONDER WOMAN! I am lucky if I get the bed made, make sure there is milk in the frig, and the household doesn’t run out of toilet paper. When my son does rise around noon, it normally isn’t ‘Blessed’ being yelled, but “M-O-M!” By the end of the day if the smoke detector has not sounded the alarm due to my cooking, to me THAT is a victorious, virtuous woman. I stand tall, hands on hips, and chin lifted high. Give me a cape!

Often when we read Proverbs 31, we normally hear King Solomon’s voice rattle off the poetic lines, as we roll our eyes “OH BRUTHER!” The words express the ‘PERFECT’ woman. We think “Of course, a MAN wrote this!” However, this instruction is coming from the authors MOTHER! “The words of Lemuel, King of Massa, which his mother taught him:” (Pro. 31:1, emphasis mine) The next Prov 3130 verses are instruction coming from his mom. Instruction to a man from a woman. Strong words of wisdom in action. I became aware of this the other day as I was reading the proverb, wait just a hog-tied moment, back up… who wrote this?

All of Proverbs is known to be of King Solomon “These also are proverbs of Solomon which the men of Hezekiah, king of Judah, transcribed.” Pro. 25:1, except the last two chapters. Chapter 30 is attributed to ‘Agur, son of Jakeh.’ While the well-known chapter 31, as mentioned above, ‘Lemuel, King of Massa.’ There are many speculations of who this ‘Lemuel’ is, there is no other mention of him in all of scripture. Many scholars believe he is just that, some King from Massa. While other scholars believe he is indeed Solomon. Ancient Jewish tradition identifies Lemuel as King Solomon. Some claim that Lemuel is a pet name given to him by his mother at a young age, he uses this name while in reference to what his mother told him.  Some also believe there is a ‘break’ within the chapter, verse 1-9 are segmented out, not flowing to the following verses 10-31. While others believe this to be one continuous writing, flowing from verse to verse.  I leave this to you to research and decide on your own.  However…

Let’s take a look as if it really was Solomon that wrote Proverbs 31, being reminded, there is no strong doctrinal standing that it is. Who was Solomons mother? Bathsheba. Our first thought is not of Bathsheba being the wise mother full of virtuous advice, it is of the first sighting of her by King David from the roof top. From there we know the story of lust, deceit and murder, (we can read their story in 2 Sam. 11-12) To gain a true understanding of what followed, we read David’s heart in Psalm 51. The title above this Psalm reads: “A psalm of David. When the prophet Nathan came to him after David committed adultery with Bathsheba.” Verse one, “Have mercy on me, O God, according to Your unfailing love..” The key verse, “Against You, You only, have I sinned and done what is evil in Your sight.” (v4) Can you hear his heart?  Although Bathshebas’ repentance is not recorded, some believe she too repented and was forgiven, because when she conceived Solomon, Nathan the prophet said they should name him Jedediah, which means ‘blessed of God.” Evidence of repentance? I’d say so.

Interesting side note, there isn’t a lot said about Solomons upbringing, but we see later, when Solomon was King, Bathsheba had Solomons’ ear. 1 Kings 2:13-20, Adonijah, Solomons half-brother came to Bathsheba and asked, “Please ask King Solomon–he will not refuse you–to give me Abishag the Shunammite as my wife.” (v17) Bathsheba agreed. “When Bathsheba went to King Solomon to speak to him for Adonijah, the king stood up to meet her, bowed down to her and sat down on his throne. He had a throne brought for the king’s mother, and she sat down at his right hand. “I have one small request to make of you,” she said. “Do not refuse me.” The king replied, “Make it, my mother; I will not mother-child-love-closenessrefuse you.” (v19,20) Not exactly a mammas boy, but there was a strong respect.

At one point God asked of Solomon “Ask for whatever you want Me to give you.” (2 Chro 1 & 1 Kings 3) Solomon responded that he wanted wisdom and a hearing heart to lead the people, God granted that. As the saying goes, “Behind every great man is a great woman.” It seems apparent from this proverb, perhaps Bathsheba too had a great influence. The opening line to this proverb I find paints a strong picture. The word the author uses for ‘taught’ has a much broader sense then just to teach, or share instruction, as a professor points with a yard stick to the words on the blackboard. It reaches further to chastening. Meaning to make someone aware of their failure. The instruction is motivated to purify or refine. To cause someone to be more humble for moral improvement. Sound like a mother?

Bringing forward a current thought, James Dobson states, “The two greatest needs of a child is love and limits.” Limits come in many forms, perhaps Bathsheba knew this. When we read through the beautiful words of Proverbs 31, let us read them with new insight, (regardless of the author) the words are of a mother’s heart. “O my son, son of my womb… do not spend your strength on women, your vigor on those who ruin kings. It is not for Kings, O Lemuel, not for kings to drink wine, not for rulers to crave beer, lest they drink and forget what the law decrees… Speak for those who cannot speak for themselves… speak up and judge fairly, defend the rights of the poor and needy… a wife of noble character who can find… a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised, give her the reward she has earned…” Wonder Woman? No, just the qualities a mother wants for her son. In the traditional Jewish culture, it’s not the women who memorize Proverbs 31, but the men. “A wife of noble character who can find?” (v 10) Shedding new light; a mom to a son.

In Him, DeDe (“Let us consider how we may spur one another on towards love & good deeds.” – Heb. 10:24)





New Beth Moore study: ‘Entrusted’


Ladies, I am part of the ‘Entrusted’ Launch Team, and wanting to get the word out. Beth’s new bible study comes out on September 1st. ‘Entrusted.’ A study of 2 Timothy, this is the last letter we have from Paul and he is leaving his beloved son in the faith, Timothy, his last written words. This study will encourage you to use the gifts and the calling God has entrusted to you to be a mighty servant in the faith!  Beth’s studies are rich in history, culture, and language of the day.  Being a gifted teacher, she literally ‘takes you there’ while pulling principles to help guide you along in your journey with Jesus.

Take a look at  []. It’s gunna be a GOOD one!

Blessings, DeDe (“Let us consider how we may spur one another on towards love & good deeds.” – Heb. 10:24)

Find Him Familiar

Familiarity.  It can be comforting, with a sense of security.  I am reminded of a tremendous moment I experienced while working as a caregiver at a local assistant living home. Most of the folks were self-sufficient, enjoying the social aspect of the facility. While others struggled with high moments of joy only to be overrun with the anger and fear founold-mand in Alzheimer’s. While checking on a resident, it was pointed out to me that ‘Preacher’ (whom I lovingly nicknamed) was wandering the halls. I went and found him. The look on his face was complete ‘lost-ness.’  His aged demeanor in the previous days was that of dignity, maturity and strength, but not today.

He and I had shared conversations about God and His Word in prior days, he stating he was once a pastor. I asked him one day, “Preacher, what is on your heart, if you could preach right now, what would that be?” He was silent for a moment, as in deep thought, and then he began to share about the King of Syria.  For the next few minutes as we shuffled along, meandering to the dining hall, he preached to me the most tender little sermon.

However today, there was no sermon. Alzheimer’s had again reached out and pulled him in. Finding him in the hall near his apartment, I suggested we go in and sit down for a little while. Taking the key he held in his hand, I opened the door and lead the way. Preacher took a seat on his sofa, his eyes wandering about the room, as if looking for something ANYTHING that defined this place his, his home, which defined …him. Then, looking at me with longing, he told me that his house, ‘just across the river’ was a nice little place. Confusion taking over his continence, “But this morning when I woke up I was here. All my furniture, my things, but this is not my little house.” My heart now hurting, sitting next to him, I continued to listen, “I don’t know who I belong to,” he said. Leaning forward, looking deep into my eyes, with bewilderment and agitation, he whispered, “Um… what should I do?”  My eyes returning the intensity of his, I quietly within my heart began to ask the Holy Spirit for wisdom, words to comfort, words to calm.

old_hands2After calling and leaving a message for his son to please call his dad, while hanging up the phone, Preachers eyes followed my every move. I knew he needed more. I asked him, “Would you mind if I prayed for you, we’ll talk to God?” It was THEN, there it was, and there HE was. Something sparked familiarity. He may not have recognized me, or the place, or the time, but GOD he knew! His eyes began to well up. I reached for his hand, he in turn enveloped mine in his. And I prayed, I prayed for peace, for clarity of mind, and for God’s all-consuming ‘calmness’ to come on him. After I prayed, he too with confidence and strength that exceeds any I have known, he prayed. When the final ‘Amen’ was said, he grasped my hands a little tighter and thanked me.

As the Psalmist writes in Psalm 71 “Be my rock of refuge, to which I can go … for You have been my hope, O Sovereign LORD, my confidence since my youth…” Preacher conditioned himself over the years, knew his God, he KNOWS his God. He knows who he belongs to. God is familiar.

There WILL be times when life gets ‘unfamiliar,’ even fearful, when we too may wander the halls of this world. However, may we all be like Preacher, position and condition, one might say, ‘train’ to know our God.

Find Him familiar.

In Him, DeDe (“Let us consider how we may spur one another on toward love & good deeds” ~ Heb. 10:24)

For Ted.


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Ever felt a roughness in your spirit? How about your emotions wound so tight you fear you may snap like a rubber band. Or your mind packed with tangled thoughts and it would take a convention full OCD participants to align them all for you. A few years ago, I was in such a place. Knowing I needed to do something; I went to visit two dear friends on their 113 acre cattle farm in Western Washington. Getting out of the city and to the quiet of the country is exactly what I needed. Sitting in the backyard, the clouds caught my attention, white and fluffy, moving ever so slowly. What rhythm I thought, they were peaceful, going in the direction they were created to, beautifully orchestrated.

Later I drove to a nearby small town; I walked down to the docks where the seacloud water comes into the bay. Contemplating, I sat and watched the seagulls this time. In the distance I saw a kayak approaching with two people in it. There it was again … rhythm; they lifted and set down, lifted and set down the oars with such grace. This is when it dawned on me, what it was I had been sensing that last couple of weeks. Rhythm. My rhythm with the Lord (if you will) had somehow gotten disrupted, whether by lack of focus or disobedience. This affected my perspectives, attitudes and responses and yes, my emotions.

The Lord gave me a picture of dancing. Slow – graceful, elegant unity, like that of ball room dancing. Yet to have the smooth rhythm and glide across the floor, there can only be One who leads. This is what the Father wants from me, that my walk with Him be a graceful dance, He as the leader. He places pressure on my back so gently, I know to move forward, or to the left or the right. Remember when Israel stepped away from God, AGAIN, Isaiah spoke on God’s behalf, “O people of Zion, who live in Jerusalem, you will weep no more. He will be gracious if you ask for help. He will surely respond to the sound of your cries.” Isaiah 30:19 He continues with “Your own ears will hear Him. Right behind you a voice will say, “This is the way you should go,” whether to the right or to the left.” (v21)

Up until this moment I had only been able to squeak out an “O God!” Now I knew what I had to do. Early the next morning I took my headset of worship music and Bible and headed down to the pasture. I was going to seek out my dance Partner. The grazing land follows the river down and around a bend. To get to my favorite spot, I had to walk through the tall wet grass and um … cow… ‘stuff.’ As I stepped over and around these spots, I thought, if we want to meet with the Lord bad enough, sometimes we have to go through the stuff to get there.

Still learning the skill of the dance, I began to pray, I felt much more pressure on my back than usual. But that is what practice is for. I was practicing the presence of the Lord. There was a lot of crying on my part, crying out for God to take over.

Concept - freedom. The girl photographed behind on a background of a sunset above a wheaten field

I was regaining my rhythm, but to do so I had to stop, confess and acknowledge that I had been trying to lead. Putting my hand in His, He again took the Leaders stance. Jesus spoke to this, “Come to Me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. Walk with Me and work with Me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with Me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly.” (Matt. 11:28-30 MSG, emphasis mine)

Nearly two hours later I was back up at the house completely worn out, but a good tired! I was soaked from the wet tall grass. But I wouldn’t have missed my dance lesson for anything! I do not want to “sit this one out” with the Lord, or make excuses to miss a lesson, though there have been (and will be) times I am tempted to do so.

Does reading this help identify what you may be experiencing, have you lost YOUR rhythm?  When was the last time you went to dance class? Make time to get away, just you and your dancing Partner, and focus on Him. Do as He says, grab your Bible, perhaps walk through some muck,  allow Him to put His arms around you and lead you gracefully. It will take a lifetime to learn the skill of the dance, but to sense and obey His word and touch can be beautiful as we follow along in the music of life.


In Him, DeDe  (“Let us consider how we may spur one another on toward love & good deeds” – Heb. 10:24)


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