One way to show God we’re serious about discovering His handwriting on our calendars is to have a calendar consecration. I’ve been doing this every December for a decade. It’s always meaningful and powerful. Why not join me?
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Since there is no chance that the details of Joy’s story happened by accident, I would like to suggest a word that you won’t find in any dictionary. I know it’s not there because I made it up: Spiritipitous. Since I coined the word, I can also give you its definition: orchestrated by the Spirit of God; not occurring through human design or activity.
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It was the second day of our mission trip to Caracas, Venezuela. A major miscommunication left me standing alone on a Saturday night in a city of millions. And not only that, I didn’t know the address of my host family.
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Without hesitation Clara commenced to exhort me in the Lord. She rattled off a succession of Scripture verses that could not have been more perfectly suited. She encouraged, she blessed, she spoke truth into my life. And she concluded with a promise to pray for me concerning the very reason I had longed to go forward.
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Last Thanksgiving, at Cheryl’s request, we had a bonfire. She brought bags and boxes of books from her house: books about spells, sorcery, magic and witchcraft. It was scene straight out of the book of Acts. Cheryl tossed the books one by one into the flames.
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Ask God, “Lord, what have you got for me today? Speak to me. I’m listening.” The Holy Spirit will deliver a personalized message if we are open to receiving it.
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Unfortunately, I’ve had many opportunities to feel unwelcome, or at the very least, invisible, when visiting churches. Consequently, I am intentional about looking for visitors at my church. Here’s what I’m learning…
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Six years ago when I began to find my way around my new hometown of Concord, North Carolina, I became curious about the many “person-named” roads I was traveling.
“Who are these people, anyway?”
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Just like that. In those few seconds, with those simple words, everything was all right again. I have time left.
I looked at my watch as I walked out the door. The whole drama had taken less than an hour.
The memories of my single girl shower are so vivid that it’s hard to believe nearly three decades have passed. The gifts have seen better days. I’m still single. But untouched by time is a far greater treasure: the memory of a special evening filled with much more than a single surprise. “Love each other with genuine affection, and take delight in honoring each other” (Romans 12:10 NLT).
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