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Life is like a trip to Disneyland

So last week my husband and I took our two kids and two of their friends to Disneyland. We had such a good time! My seven year old daughter had never been there and I was fortunate to get a couple of "first time" looks on my camera. The best picture of the bunch was when she was on the Small World ride. The utter look of enchantment, wonder, and pure joy is priceless. It was a magical time for the young ones and those of us who were young on the inside. Of course, the best part was coming home and resting our feet.

While we were away in the Magic Kingdom, I got to thinking how much this while trip sort of imitates life. All of us are on a journey toward somewhere. Some of us run full steam ahead to all the best rides, ignoring the little things in our efforts to see the big stuff. Others glide on a more even pace, taking in our surroundings and enjoying the view for what it is. Life is an adventure, a trip to Disneyland and how we prepare ourselves for the journey can make all the difference. Here are a few things I discovered.

1. Get up early and eat a good meal. Well, in our case get up early and eat. I guess when breakfast is free, there really isn't much room to complain is there? We've all heard the doctrine. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. Eating right first thing in the morning fuels the body with energy and nutrients it will need for later. If you're a Christian, it is imperative to get up early and make time for the meat of God's word. Taking in a good meal first thing in the morning prepares us for the tough challenges we'll face later in the day and fights against exhaustion when we need energy.

2. Protect your body- wear sunscreen. Anyone with fair skin is well aware of the benefits of a good sun block. Sunburn is painful. 'Nuff said. As with life, we need to protect ourselves against the harmful rays of the enemy. Guarding our hearts against things of potential danger is just common sense.

3. Wear good walking shoes. As I learned on the last leg of my trip, wearing flip-flops all day is bad for the feet. The fact is, on the road of life each of us is bound to get a blister or two. Something or someone is going to rub us the wrong way. Our feet will ache from all the endless traveling from here to there and waiting for hours for the next big ride. Wearing good shoes helps to soften the hurts when (not if) they come. In life we are going to experience pain. Growing a thick skin and choosing to let stuff go is just as important as the sunblock. Sometimes you just have to be prepared for anything.

4. Follow your guide and don't argue. Our two older boys, Zach and Derrick have been to Disneyland more times than they can count in their short lives. They know where all the best rides are, which lines have the shortest wait time, and where the best food is. It pays to listen to someone who has been there. I think older folks really don't get the credit they deserve. Too often they are looked down upon because they are slower or less adept. The truth is, listening to someone who has been there and knows their stuff can save us a whole lot of time and blisters in the end.

5. Stay together. Disneyland is such a big place with so many people. It is easy to get lost in the crowd and lose our sense of balance or direction. Just as in life, it's important to keep a close eye on our loved ones and know where they are and how they're doing. This serves two purposes. One, it reminds us that we're not alone, that though we might be surrounded by people, we don't have to feel isolated. Two, it reminds us that we have a job to do. Our loved ones need us and if we're off by ourselves lost somewhere, someone is missing us and needs us back. To keep everyone close to me, I packed water in my backpack and offered it frequently. Could you, perhaps have a bit of water someone might need?

6.Make time to rest. Just yesterday I was discussing with someone how fast paced America really is. We rush through our days working to pay the bills, getting to meetings, picking up the kids, getting to here, there, and everywhere. Where has all this rushing gotten us? Knee deep in debt and obesity! Mexico is slow and easygoing. During the day eveything closes at 12pm and does not open until 4 hours later. Those people take time to rest and it shows in their appearance. They are younger looking, full of energy and vibrant. Everything they eat is made from scratch with time and careful preparation. Taking time to rest is vital for good health and truly helps us enjoy the road ahead.

7. Take lots of pictures. It is a sad fact that if you never go anywhere and never do anything, you won't have any memories to look back on later. I have learned that if I want to enjoy my life I need to be proactive and I need to have a good camera. My kids aren't always going to be here and someday I will need good stuff to talk about with my husband when it's just the two of us.

8. Spend your money wisely. For anyone who has been to Disneyland more than once, this will be old news and I apologize. However, I learned something new on this trip. Those 20 dollar mouse ears are a complete waste of money. The strap itches and unless you have a child sized head, the hat doesn't fit and just looks silly. While we're here on earth, it's probaby a good idea to spend our hard earned money on things that matter and ignore the stupid mouse ears.

9. Prepare for the road home. As stated earlier, all of us are on a journey toward somewhere. For me, I am preparing myself for eternity in Heaven. How I pack now will make all the difference when I finally get there. I am in a constant state of preparation. I want to be ready when it's finally my turn to go home. I can't wait.

10. Remember where you came from. Upon coming home I had so many pictures of our journey and everything that was wonderful about it. Each picture tells a story and if I look hard enough, I'll bet I could find a mistake or two. These are great reminders of where I started from, what I learned, and how much I've grown as a mom, wife, and friend. In life I am learning what to do and what not to do and trying to pass those things on to my loved ones. All in all, it's been an amazing ride and I am thankful for the honor of being on this journey with so many who love and pray for me.

Thank you for the joy, the memories, and even the blisters. It's been fun!

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Alive

The most beautiful thing about spring is its newness. Everywhere I look the world has come alive again. Frozen landscapes are giving way to lush green grass. Trees are blossoming as bright, glorious color emerges. Rivers and streams are thawing, revealing the chatter of living water coursing through the valleys. After a long, icy winter the warmth of spring is inviting and welcoming.

I have spent much of my winter in one long, endless battle. The enemy has matched me blow for blow and until recently, I had no comprehension of how utterly exhausted I have been. My arms are weak from holding my sword and shield. My legs are buckling from the weight of standing strong for so long. My heart is heavy as each strike from the enemy courses through my skin, reminding me that I am still human in every sense. It’s been a long winter and finally, the Son has broken through the clouds and blinded the eyes of my hateful foe. Finally, I can rest. As I sit down and adjust my armor, I see his shapeless form retreat back into the darkness. I am safe for now.

Spring is beautiful because it reminds me that new birth is found with the changing of the seasons. From winter I came, frozen, depraved, and sin-stained. Into spring I arise, cleansed, whole, and free from condemnation and washed by the blood of the Lamb. I am a new creation, born again and saved. My sins are nailed to a dead tree and I am redeemed and made alive by a living God.

I remove the heavy garments that cloaked me in sorrow, guilt, and shame. I twirl around and around in the Son as his living water splashes onto my feet, my hands, my head. Spring is glorious, invigorating, and liberating. It is saying good riddance to old dead things and embracing life renewed and inspired. I dance around, happy to rest my shield for a time and feel the love of God’s army holding my hands. I am alive.

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Time to Roll Up the Sleeves...

Joshua 3:5
"Sanctify yourselves, for tomorrow the Lord will do wonders among you."

In my Bible notes, the word "divorce" is used to describe sanctification. Ouch. Divorce is painful, costly, and permanent. The separation hurts in every way. The body aches, the soul aches, and the brain even starts to go fuzzy. So this is what it feels like to spring clean my inner dwelling. No wonder I've been so gloomy lately. Sanctification hurts! I didn't realize how much I have allowed myself to tolerate. Somehow I have allowed my spirit to get utterly filthy and I'm finding that the cleaning process is grueling and excruciating. How could I have let things get this bad? I don't know when "tomorrow" will come but I sure want to be ready. There is so much work to do. There is so much grace to be found while I'm scrubbing.

Today I will...
Speak with love and kindness to my family as well as to strangers
Not complain about anything. Just for today.
Be thankful
Forget the past and focus on the present
Pray for the needs of others

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Spring Cleaning

I love the way a friend of mine described the beginning of spring. He posted a picture of a blossoming tree surrounded by snow. Under the caption it read, “Spring is yawning and stretching.” Indeed it is. As the snow begins to thaw and the trees start to flower, the world suddenly comes to life. Everything is bright, colorful, and new. During the winter I don’t have need for my sunglasses because the darkness is almost constant. With the arrival of spring, I would be a fool to leave the house without them. The glaring sun is sharp, bringing into focus all those things that had been blending into the dreary background of winter.

I started my spring cleaning yesterday. While I hardly sat down and got more accomplished than I have in weeks, there is still a long, long way to go. I live in big two-story home with three bedrooms and an office. The office used to be our son’s room and when he moved out, he left the place as-is. I spent weeks dispersing of his belongings, cleaning, and converting his space into mine. It took a long time and with the exception of washing the blinds and the window, it’s nearly finished. I will have several other rooms to go through before I am ready to sit back and relax. This morning during my quiet time with God I heard him whisper, “When are you going to start on the inside?”

Like my house, there are rooms within my spirit that have been neglected. The cold dampness of winter has left things rotten, moldy, and stinky. My attitude could use a serious scrubbing and polishing. My thoughts, words, and deeds are in desperate need of a broom, dustpan, and mop. Simply put, my insides are in as much need of some Pine Sol as the rest of my home. As I gaze around at the cobwebs, dust, and grime I wonder where I’m going to start and how many scrubbing pads will I need? I’m guessing quite a few.

The Word of God says that His divine power has given me everything I need for life and godliness. I am allowed to partake of his promises because I am his. I have all the tools I need. I just have to use them.

“But also for this very reason, giving all diligence, add to your faith virtue, to virtue knowledge, to knowledge self-control, to self-control perseverance, to perseverance godliness, to godliness brotherly kindness, and to brotherly kindness love.” 2 Peter 1:5-7

I pray that as people enter my home, the clean windows and blinds will be a true reflection of the appearance of my soul as well.

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Be Prepared

When I got up this morning, the song “Be Prepared” from the Lion King was running through my head. Scar is speaking to his horde of hyenas as he gets ready to take over the Pridelands. He speaks of a hostile takeover and a new era with new rules and a new king. As I read the lyrics, I can’t help but get an eerie feeling in the pit of my stomach. Something tells me those words are a bit prophetic. In less than three months there have been three massive earthquakes. Just this morning I read about a deadly landslide in Uganda. Death and destruction has been rampant like the world has never seen. According to the Associated Press, the Chilean earthquake may have tipped the earth off its axis causing a shortening of our days by 1.26 microseconds. If the shaking continues, isn’t it possible that our days might also continue to shrink?

Naturally, living in California I’m inclined to wonder when it will be our turn. When is the big one going to hit my area and will I be ready? I was 11 years old when the 7.1 Loma Prieta quake so rudely interrupted my life. Although I can still remember it as clear as if it happened yesterday, disaster preparedness is sort of like flossing my teeth. I know it’s something I should do because it’s important but I don’t make it a priority. “Everything is fine now, why should I stress about something that may or may not happen down the road?” “I don’t have time right now. I’ll get to it later”. Maybe it’s just me, but I’m thinking it might be time to start flossing and I’m not just saying that because I saw the dentist yesterday.

The Bible warns us of the signs. “Nation will rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom. And there will be famines, pestilences, and earthquakes in various places”…”And because lawlessness will abound, the love of many will grow cold but he who endures to the end will be saved.” (Matthew 24:7-13)

Scar is quite right indeed. It is time to get prepared. The Bible warns us of a new “king” that is going to be charming, deceptive, and downright evil. Hitler has nothing on this guy. Just like Scar, he’s going to climb his way to the top and create his empire using any means necessary. The questions keep running over in my mind like a pre-wedding check list. Is my heart clean from anger and resentment? Is there anyone that I need to make amends with? Have I made every effort to be loving and kind to those that need it most? Am I using my gifts the way God intended me to? Have I fully accepted His gift of grace and salvation today? Am I ready and prepared? Are you?

Be Prepared lyrics
Music by Elton John, lyrics by Tim Rice
Performed by Jeremy Irons, Whoopi Goldberg, Cheech Marin, and Jim Cummings

It's clear from your vacant expressions
The lights are not all on upstairs
But we're talking kings and successions
Even you can't be caught unawares

So prepare for a chance of a lifetime
Be prepared for sensational news
A shining new era
Is tiptoeing nearer
And where do we feature?
Just listen to teacher

I know it sounds sordid
But you'll be rewarded
When at last I am given my dues
And injustice deliciously squared
Be prepared!

It's great that we'll soon be connected
With a king who'll be all-time adored

Of course, quid pro quo, you're expected
To take certain duties on board
The future is littered with prizes
And though I'm the main addressee
The point that I must emphasize is
You won't get a sniff without me!

So prepare for the coup of the century
(Oooh!)
Be prepared for the murkiest scam
(Oooh... La! La! La!)
Meticulous planning
(We'll have food!)
Tenacity spanning
(Lots of food)
Decades of denial
(We repeat)
Is simply why I'll
(Endless meat)
Be king undisputed
(Aaaaaaah...)
Respected, saluted
(...aaaaaaah...)
And seen for the wonder I am
(...aaaaaaah!)
Yes, my teeth and ambitions are bared
(Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo)
Be prepared!

Yes, our teeth and ambitions are bared -
Be prepared!

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Passionate Impulses

Last week I came close but chickened out. I tried to tell myself I could do it but inside, I knew it was hopeless. I’m destined to be a “normal mom”. When my daughter put on a completely mismatched outfit I made her change her clothes. My free-spirited alter ego berated me with questions. What happened to nurturing her creativity? She’s creative enough already! What happened to letting her be her own person and making her own choices? I hardly think that making her change her clothes is stifling her independence. You said you wanted to stop worrying about what other people think. You said that it shouldn’t matter how she’s dressed as long as she looks like her mother loves her. This is true. I do want to stop worrying about what other people think. I’ll get to that tomorrow. Today she’s taking off that striped shirt and putting on a solid!

In his book,"The Art of Creative Living", Thomas Kinkade speaks about the “Passionate impulse”. He says that each of us have a creative passion that makes anything and everything possible. He believes that every human is destined for greatness and the only thing hindering that greatness is the lack of creative expression. In essence, when we cut loose and live outside our comfort zones, we are nurturing the creative drive within us and opening the doors for miraculous things to happen. This is why I aspire to be like my friend, Suzie. She allows her girls to live. When they get dressed in the morning, they grab whatever feels good, looks good, and fits right and they put it on. Solids, stripes, polka dots, or paisley, it doesn’t matter. They are dressed and they are happy and more importantly, they are feeding their creative impulses in the simplest way possible.

What’s so miraculous about a kid who wears clothes that don’t match? For starters, this child isn’t thinking about how other people see her. She’s comfortable in her own skin and happy with the choice that she’s made. She’ll go to school and ace the math test because she feels competent in her abilities. This child has a mind of her own and isn’t afraid to use it. She says what she thinks and excels in activities where she can be a leader. She’s popular and people look up to her for her strong people skills. She’s got the makings of a teacher, lawyer, or CEO. Good stuff isn’t it?

It’s all good except for one problem. As much as I want to, I can’t be like Suzie. While it’s important that my child is loved and accepted for the beautiful creature that she is, I don’t know that I could send her out the door in a striped shirt and a busy, paisley skirt. It’s just not happening. Does that mean that I’m hindering her creative drive? I doubt it. My seven year old daughter is already writing remarkably entertaining stories that are anything but boring. Even though she loves being around people, she’s still somewhat of an introvert and would rather write about an adventure than go and find one. So while I may not be able to encourage her to walk on the wild side with her clothing choice, I can certainly lend a hand when she needs help in finding her creative voice.

As I delve deeper into Mr. Kinkades’ book about creative living, the end of each chapter gives me a basic principal that I can instill in my child as well as myself. Creativity is my birthright. I was born for greatness. Veer off the beaten path and be spontaneous. Be open to possibilities and discovery. Dare to be adventurous. Never underestimate the power of influence. My daughter and I are both learning to stop worrying so much about what people think of the choices we make. Who knows? There may yet come a day when we’re both wearing paisley and stripes at the same time. If you happen to see us, please don’t snap that picture.

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